Love Purification Agreement

"Snapped!"

The next second, Yan Huan's hand moved forward and held her hand tightly.

That powerful palm, wrapped in scorching heat, plunged into the icy water of despair and without hesitation pulled her out of the abyss of despair where she had given up everything.

"Kakaka!"

Behind her, the modifier that was originally broken and separated from her body was restored bit by bit and returned to her body. Anyone who saw it would sigh that it was a pity.

But Yan Huan still looked at her intently, waiting for her answer.

In that sincere look, in that unhesitating trust, tears couldn't help but seep out from the corners of Spencer's eyes.

She sniffed, instinctively not wanting others to see her vulnerability, so she quickly wiped away her tears.

But at the same time, she stood up firmly and responded to Yan Huan with the same firmness,

"Ok!"

Yan Huan nodded, and then together with Spencer, whose eyes were still glistening with tears, they looked at the powerful opponent in front of them.

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However, Owen folded his hands and looked at Yan Huan and Spencer who were arguing with him in front of him with a serious expression.

In his mind, he kept chewing over what Yan Huan had just said.

But I still can't figure out what the connection is between doing this for someone like Spencer and becoming the president of the student union.

But when he heard the cheers for Yan Huan from the audience in the stands around him, he suddenly felt relieved.

There's only one result.

war!

Thinking of this, Owen closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The next second, he suddenly opened his mouth and yelled,

"Hua Zhaofeng! Get over here!"

"Ah, the president."

Outside the field, Hua Zhaofeng, who was hiding in the crowd of the track and field club, shrank back in fear at the sudden shout.

He didn't expect Jiang Yun to record all of this. At the moment of the thunder, he wanted to die.

Thinking about the terrifying Golden Lion Group and his own uncertain future, he sat on the sidelines in a daze, but at this moment he was yelled back to the world by Irving.

He raised his trembling eyes, only to find that the members of the track and field club around him were all staring at him.

He swallowed tremblingly, but still stood up with trembling legs, and walked slowly into the field with his head lowered.

"President."

Watching Hua Zhaofeng coming, Yan Huan looked at Owen who had his eyes closed in front of him, wondering what he was going to do.

As Hua Zhaofeng approached, Irving opened his eyes again.

At this moment, there was only the raging flame of war in his eyes as he looked at Yan Huan.

He didn't even look at Hua Zhaofeng who was coming over, he just curled his lips and said,

"Hua Zhaofeng, you're such a presumptuous fool. It's too easy for you to just hide back and pretend to be dead."

"President, is that right?"

"You take over the position of vice president and run the first leg!"

"Ah I?"

Upon hearing this, the vice president of the track and field club who was originally participating in the competition immediately looked at Owen, but did not object.

Hua Zhaofeng's face turned even paler. He pointed at himself and shook his head frantically, with "No" written all over his face.

He was already frightened by the news of the bombshell, and now that he was close to the center of the confrontation between Yan Huan and Owen, he suddenly felt the tremendous pressure brought about by the sharp confrontation between the two.

These two people made him feel uneasy even when they just looked at him.

"President, I've never practiced before. I don't even know how to pass the baton. Besides, I was beaten by Spencer before and was injured. I can't do it."

Hua Zhaofeng was still trying to struggle, but Owen turned around and glared at him, choking back all his explanations.

There was no intention of "negotiation", just a tough "order".

After arranging Hua Zhaofeng, Owen turned around, twisted his neck, and said to Yan Huan,

"You guys are short of a boy, so I'm offering the injured Hua Zhaofeng in exchange. Isn't that the most I can do?"

Yan Huan looked at Owen and asked,

"So, what are the conditions?"

"Smart, Yan Huan"

Owen laughed, but then the smile faded a little bit.

"He had never practiced baton handling or running up, so the baton handover was probably a hazard. To avoid mistakes, he could only run the first leg.

"So the condition is, you and I will run the second leg.

"Spencer will be running the third and fourth batons with two girls from our track club. Is that acceptable?"

Hearing this, Yan Huan frowned slightly.

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He could understand what Irving's purpose was.

400 meters is the limit of anaerobic running, so the pace of running 400 meters and 800 meters can never be the same.

If Yan Huan were to run two batons in a row, then no matter which baton Owen met Yan Huan at, he would not be able to run at his full strength.

From a team perspective, occasionally falling behind by one or two batons does not affect the final outcome, as long as the first baton to cross the finish line is the Benzi Club.

Therefore, Owen insisted on running the same baton and the same lap with Yan Huan.

This way, they can compete face to face.

Owen's move clearly told Yan Huan:

I want to challenge you to a duel. Do you want to accept?

Thinking of this, Yan Huan hesitated.

It's not that he is not confident in himself or afraid of a one-on-one match with Irving.

But he knew that physical strength was Spencer's weakness.

When Spencer competed in the borrowed walking competition with Ye Shiyu before, he was already severely exhausted after running the second 400 meters.

Don't forget, she fainted during the third 400 meters.

That time, she took a few minutes break to draw lots.

This time, she had to run 800 meters continuously and beat two athletes who ran 400 meters in an anaerobic state.

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It is difficult to explain whether this was a conspiracy by Irving purely to compete with Yan Huan head-on, or a conspiracy based on Spencer's physical shortcomings.

Or perhaps, both?

".Okay, that's it."

Just as Yan Huan was considering whether to accept it, Spencer's voice suddenly came from behind him.

Yan Huan turned around and saw Spencer raising his sky-blue eyes. The hope that had been shattered by betrayal was now solidifying bit by bit.

At this moment, looking at the young man who stood up for him, Spencer was determined to give everything.

If there is still someone who believes in himself, then he can't give up no matter what.

She already doesn't want to mess anything up anymore.

She wants to win!

Spencer

Hearing Yan Huan's call, she sniffed and looked at Yan Huan stubbornly.

She seemed to want to say something to Yan Huan.

Gratitude? Joy? Excitement? Trust?

or

But at this moment, her emotions were so complicated that she was unable to summarize them for the time being due to her poor tongue.

I could only close my eyes, clench my fists and breathe out,

"I'll try my best!!"

"."

Seeing the light returning to her eyes and her tear-stained fair face filled with vitality again, Yan Huan couldn't help but smile slightly.

When Spencer opened his eyes again at this moment, he happened to see the smile on his face.

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She felt as if she was scalded, and quickly blinked her eyes away from the burning direction.

Since Spencer himself agreed, Yan Huan certainly had no objection.

Then he looked at Jiang Yun who was also wiping away his tears.

Jiang Yun's emotions had already been suppressed by Zuo Chuan and Nino. Now that she had the second chance brought by Yan Huan, she did not give up. The fire of a do-or-die battle burned in her eyes.

"Okay, then it's as you say."

The three members of the book club have assembled!

Seeing that the book company agreed, Owen nodded.

Then he turned around and grabbed Hua Zhaofeng, who was cowering beside him, by the collar as if he were a chick.

While dragging him towards the registration desk, he also shouted,

"Track and Field Club, assemble!!"

Over there, the Cooper sisters, who had been waiting for a long time with their hands folded, narrowed their eyes and looked at the extremely disgusting Spencer at the same time.

Obviously, a war is inevitable.

"One, the Book Club; Two, the Track and Field Club!"

"Remember, the first runner is not allowed to change lanes. The second runner can only change lanes freely after passing the lane-cutting line!"

"The baton must be held in hand at all times until the end of the race! Anyone who drops the baton must retrieve it personally without disturbing their opponents!"

"No false starts! No false starts! No false starts! Anyone who false starts will be deemed the loser!"

At this moment, the first runners, Jiang Yun and Hua Zhaofeng, both came to the starting blocks, holding a black baton in their hands and ready to start.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and bent down.

Secondly, Hua Zhaofeng turned his head and looked at Irving anxiously.

As soon as he felt his gaze, Owen immediately sighed with disappointment.

The referee sat next to the starting point, holding the stopwatch tightly, and then gave the starter a look.

The starter standing on the side of the runway nodded, took a step forward, and raised the starting gun high in his right hand.

"Everyone, get ready."

Everyone's eyes were focused on the starting gun, and Jiang Yun took a deep breath and concentrated his mind to the utmost.

The whole audience fell silent, even their breathing slowed down, as if they were afraid that their breathing would disturb the sound of the starting gun.

"boom!!"

Then, the sound of the starting gun was like a thunder that broke the silence, instantly urging the two members on different tracks to rush out.

Hua Zhaofeng gritted his teeth and raised his head to sprint. His movements were not standard, but the explosive power generated by the innate physical advantage of men still allowed him to take the lead in the first 100 meters.

But soon, the disadvantages of never exercising and having been injured became apparent.