My girlfriend was reborn.

Chapter 30 Today, you are invincible.

Qiao Jinchen is quite confident in long-distance running.

Because his grades in the first and second years of junior high school were a bit poor, his parents prepared some backup plans for him, one of which was to improve his physical fitness, so that he might be able to pursue a career as a sports student in the future.

Unfortunately, Qiao Jinchen refused to wear white socks, so she only managed to stick with long-distance running.

Every morning and evening, he runs at least one stop. On weekend mornings, he also runs several kilometers along the Lingjiang River.

But this quarter marathon, a ten-kilometer course, is actually a test of willpower.

It's not the will to win the race, but the will to run for what reason.

There are no rewards or prizes in this competition. The only attractive thing is that the first place winner gets to be interviewed by the school radio station and say a few words openly in front of everyone.

Even confessing your feelings in public will only result in a laugh.

"Zhou Heming, since you've said that, how am I supposed to pretend to be strong?"

Recalling the message Zhou Heming sent him yesterday evening, Qiao Jinchen couldn't help but purse his lips.

[Zhou Heming]: Achen, can you get first place in tomorrow's long-distance race?
[Qiao Jinchen]: Huh?
[Zhou Heming]: Can't do it?
[Zhou Heming]: Although Sister Youyou said that, she will definitely be very happy to see you cross the finish line first.

[Qiao Jinchen]: Just kidding, who do you think I am?

In fact, he and Xu Youyou didn't need such an overly flamboyant way of expressing their feelings, like a school-wide announcement via radio interview.

But not needing to do something and not doing it are two different things.

This is the last sports meet for seniors in high school. After entering university, there will probably be no similar opportunities. Moreover, he and Xu Youyou will most likely not go to the same university. Therefore, the time they spend together on campus is getting shorter and shorter.

If this sports meet ends like this, it will definitely be a little regrettable, right?
Qiao Jinchen started in the first group, following the lead runners and riding the tail current. She ran ten kilometers, circling the school more than ten times, so she had to conserve some energy.

"But...where did A-He go?"

He glanced around casually but didn't see his deskmate.

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"Then trouble you."

Xu Youyou handed a piece of paper to Cheng Shuangjiang, nodded in acknowledgment, and immediately looked towards the track.

She was near the finish line, and in less than six minutes, the first group would circle the track, allowing her to see Qiao Jinchen's ranking.

Fourth, it still looks quite stable.

Muttering to herself, Xu Youyou felt a little relieved.

She knew that, given Qiao Jinchen's level, winning first place would require perfect timing, favorable location, and supportive relationships, making it quite difficult.

Although this wasn't an important race, and finishing it normally would be great, Xu Youyou actually had a little bit of anticipation in her heart.

It's not that I expect that idiot to actually win and then spout nonsense on the radio; rather, I want to see him running towards me.

Therefore, Zhou Heming also suggested that Xu Youyou write a news report.

A seemingly ordinary news report, yet only she and he could understand its meaning.

[Zhou Heming]: Sister Youyou, write a news article, the kind that Qiao Jinchen will recognize as yours the moment she hears it.

[Xu Youyou]: ?

[Zhou Heming]: This is the last sports meet, you don't want to leave any regrets, right?

[Xu Youyou]: Okay.

"However, with the end approaching, the radio station must have a lot of scripts to write. Will we be able to finish them?"

Xu Youyou murmured softly, glancing in the direction of the podium.

"Hey, speaking of which, Ahe is also participating in the long-distance race. What is he planning to do?"

Scanning the long queue, Xu Youyou still couldn't find Zhou Heming.

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"Senior Cheng Shuangjiang, this is putting us in a difficult position."

Yu Xin, the station manager of the broadcasting station and a student in Class 5 of Grade 11, shivered involuntarily when he looked at the senior who was still aloof and sharp despite being injured.

"Submissions are processed in order. There are still six submissions left. If we cut in line, the other students will have objections."

The long-distance race is now in its second half, and the leading group will cross the finish line in two more laps. The news broadcasts are all cheering on the athletes running on the track.

Cheng Shuangjiang suddenly came to the podium and asked to cut in line for a segment, and if nothing unexpected happened, the broadcast time would be exactly the golden time when the finish line was crossed.

Embarrassed.

While the stationmaster was still struggling with his decision, a classmate next to him tugged at his sleeve and whispered something in his ear.

"I heard that my senior recently started dating. Maybe she's just trying to cheer her boyfriend on. How about we do her a favor?"

"Hiss, now that you mention it, no wonder she came to our radio station in person."

The stationmaster suddenly realized.

How to say.

The school's top student and most beautiful girl's romantic partner is a favorite of the entire school.

Now, this opportunity to assist me is right in front of me, and I have to consider whether this is the only chance I will ever have in my life.

Who knows, she might even be written into their love memoirs someday, becoming a supporting character with a name.

"Senior, give me the script, and I'll definitely time it perfectly so you can finish reading it just as you cross the finish line."

Yu Xin accepted the press release from Cheng Shuangjiang with an attitude of "guaranteeing to complete the task".

Yes, the author is Xu Youyou from Class 7, Grade 12.

"what?"

Yu Xin, the station manager, immediately turned to look at Cheng Shuangjiang.

"Senior, did you write this?"

"What is the problem?"

The cold tone silenced all of Yu Xin's questions.

"No, no problem."

He glanced at the first group and prepared to estimate the time.

Just then, Yu Xin suddenly realized that the classmate running in first place looked somewhat familiar.
"Senior, who is that?"

Is he your boyfriend?

Yu Xin didn't dare to ask. He only saw that Cheng Shuangjiang's usually icy face actually showed a rare smile.

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Zhao Jiayu was unsettled.

He is currently in third place, and the two guys ahead of him are clearly exhausted. With two laps left, he has enough time to sprint at full speed.

The problem lies with the person behind me. I remember he was a student from Class 7. I had no idea he could run so fast. He kept up with me all the way, playing at the level of a physical education student, pushing himself to the limit without showing any sign of giving up.

Zhao Jiayu was unsure whether he could maintain his lead until the finish line if he started sprinting now, or whether he would be overtaken due to exhaustion in the final stages.

What he was even more uncertain about was his own heart.

To be honest, that love letter in the morning was quite impactful for a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy.

Although Lu Bai is beautiful and is the school beauty, it is ultimately just Zhao Jiayu's wishful thinking, and he is also being pressured. He originally thought that it was his last sports meet, so he might as well go all out.

But now, it seems I have other options?

The hesitation in his mind caused a change in the rhythm of his steps, and he felt that he could never run at his best.

Just then, the sound of the radio station came from nearby.

"The following is a news report from Xu Youyou, a student in Class 7 of Senior Three."

It's sped up.

Zhao Jiayu could sense that the person behind him started to accelerate the moment he heard that name.

With only 1.5 kilometers left, accelerating at this point will either result in complete exhaustion by the time you reach the finish line, or you will lose speed a couple hundred meters from the finish line, leading to failure.

Why would he work this hard?

The footsteps were heavy, and Zhao Jiayu caught a glimpse of the person out of the corner of his eye.

With eyes fixed straight ahead, there was no trace of confusion or hesitation, as if the only goal was in sight.

Drawn along, Zhao Jiayu also began to accelerate.

The two quickly overtook the first two who had lost speed, becoming the true leading group and racing towards the finish line.

Zhao Jiayu could no longer hear what the broadcast was saying; all he could hear was his own heartbeat.

I can win.

After running two hundred meters, Zhao Jiayu was certain of this.

He could sense that the classmate next to him had reached his limit, and now all that was holding him up was his willpower.

but.

Should I win?

This student must have their reasons for not wanting to lose.

Do I have a reason to win?
I ran to the front and confessed my feelings to Lu Bai. What awaited me? Rejection? Or a beautiful love story? What would the author of that love letter think? Was I chasing after a real, tangible person?

Driven by instinct, Zhao Jiayu suddenly saw a strange figure from behind at a corner.

Although he didn't have much of an impression of the people from other classes, Zhao Jiayu recognized this guy immediately.

Zhou Heming!
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Zhou Heming, who had been running slowly at the start, began to accelerate.

Of course, no one thought he was really going to finish the race, since he had already been lapped several times. Unless he started running, he wouldn't be able to finish the race.

But what does it mean that he accelerated at that point?
Almost the next second after he accelerated, two people ran out from around the corner and followed behind Zhou Heming.

Zhao Jiayu and Qiao Jinchen.

Although Zhou Heming is not good at running, he had conserved his energy by jogging slowly before, so he is now a force to be reckoned with.

They even had the leisure to listen to Xu Youyou's press release.

"Although you're usually lazy, often make stupid mistakes, and are stubborn to the end, Qiao Jinchen, today you are invincible!"

The footsteps quickened.

Zhou Heming glanced back and saw that Qiao Jinchen had accelerated again, almost closing in on him, a slacker who had only run less than three laps.

Beside him, Zhao Jiayu sped up as well, but his expression clearly showed some hesitation.

In the art of war, winning hearts and minds is the best strategy, while attacking cities is the least effective.

Zhou Heming knew that Zhao Jiayu was just missing an opportunity to give up.

A reason to gracefully withdraw.

"Can it be done?"

Zhou Heming didn't know either.

But he believes in humanity.

Therefore, Zhou Heming acted the moment Zhao Jiayu tried to bypass him.

Phew——

As if his body slipped, Zhou Heming fell forward, seemingly losing his balance.

He deliberately fell on the track.

Qiao Jinchen had already sped past, completely unaware of what had happened.

Zhao Jiayu, who was at the back, hesitated for a moment when he saw his classmate rolling twice on the ground.

Then, they stopped.

"Excuse me, are you alright, classmate?"

Zhao Jiayu immediately helped Zhou Heming up and pulled him off the track.

The students standing nearby were flustered and a little at a loss. Only one petite girl with a timid look in her eyes handed the water in her hand to Zhao Jiayu.

"Thank you, I'll treat his wound."

Unscrew the bottle cap, Zhao Jiayu poured out water, and gave Zhou Heming a quick rinse of his wound.

"I...I still have band-aids here."

The girl took out another band-aid and handed it to Zhao Jiayu. He easily tore it off and applied it to the severely abraded area on Zhou Heming's arm.

"We need to take him to the infirmary to see if he can stand up."

Zhao Jiayu asked, and Zhou Heming nodded as if he had no strength left.

"Me too."

The girl stood up, and Zhao Jiayu glanced at her but said nothing.

Behind him, cheers erupted as he crossed the finish line.

Zhao Jiayu looked back.

He seemed to sigh, yet also smiled with a sense of relief, and together with the girl, helped Zhou Heming walk forward.

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