After saying that, Ye Haotian took a notebook from the podium behind him and flipped it open. "The higher-ups say that we have to submit the results of the quality test before next month. Including today, there are still three classes left, so we'll test the eight hundred meters and one thousand meters today."
As soon as he finished speaking, there were wails.
Meng Qingqing turned her body sideways and whispered into Xu Li's ear with a frown, "I hereby announce that he is no longer my idol."
Ye Haotian used to be the idol of many female classmates, including Meng Qingqing, who was obsessed with looks.
Ye Haotian: "Let's start with the girls. Guys, stand aside!"
Meng Qingqing held Xu Li's hand and stood at the starting line. Her legs were trembling. She was a typical sports loser. It was harder for her to run 800 meters than to write math questions.
"Woohoo, Xu Li, I feel like I'm going to die…" Meng Qingqing leaned on Xu Li's shoulder and pretended to cry before she even started running.
Amused, Xu Li pushed her head. "It's okay. I'm here."
Reality proved that some people could not be carried even if they wanted to! Meng Qingqing ran for 200 meters and could not run anymore. Xu Li dragged her to the last half of the lap.
"I'm not running anymore. I won't run even if you beat me to death." Meng Qingqing panted and stopped.
Ye Haotian whistled and shouted from afar, "Meng Qingqing! If you don't run, add two more laps!"
Meng Qingqing wailed and dragged her lead-like legs forward slowly.
After running, Meng Qingqing looked listless. She lay on the lawn and refused to get up. She looked listless. "Xu Li, I want to drink water…"
Xu Li tried to pull her up but failed. She had no choice but to give up. "Alright, I'll get you some water. Don't just lie there. Get up and walk."
Meng Qingqing agreed, but she had no intention of getting up. Xu Li had no choice but to look for Chen Qiqi and ask her to supervise Meng Qingqing. Chen Qiqi agreed and bent down to pull Meng Qingqing.
The school's supermarket was a little far from the field. The field was at the school's front door, and the supermarket was next to the school's back door. There was also a small basketball court at the entrance of the supermarket. A few people were playing basketball.
The air conditioner in the supermarket was turned on. Xu Li stood in the wind for a while before she took the two bottles of water and queued up to pay the bill. After she went out, Xu Li unscrewed the cap with one hand and drank as she walked.
"Be careful!"
A loud shout was accompanied by the sound of wind. In the next second, Xu Li was pushed by a hand at the back of her head. Then, there was a bang.
Xu Li spat out the water in her mouth. She bent over and coughed twice. She turned her head and saw Lu Peian retracting his hand with a frown. Not far away, the basketball rolled to the ground.
Xu Li wiped the water from her mouth and pulled Lu Peian's wrist. "Are you alright?"
Lu Peian's wrist was already red and even a little swollen. Coupled with his white hand, he looked even worse. A few boys in basketball uniforms ran over with apologetic expressions. "We're sorry. Are you alright?"
Lu Peian: "It's fine."
Xu Li frowned. "I'll accompany you to the infirmary."
Lu Peian hummed in agreement. He looked at Xu Li's hand that was still holding his wrist. Xu Li noticed his gaze and let go of his hand belatedly. She handed him the bottle of cold water that had not been opened. "Put it on first."
The infirmary was not far from here. Xu Li knocked on the door and heard a response. She pushed the door open and entered. There was only a middle-aged female doctor inside. She looked quite amiable. She looked up and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xu Li pushed Lu Peian over. "His hand was hit by a basketball."
"Let me see…" The female doctor stood up and took Lu Peian's hand to take a look. "Aiyo, why is it so swollen?"
Xu Li also looked over and was a little frightened. Just now, it was only very red, but now it was swollen.
The female doctor pressed on it and said, "You didn't hurt your bones. Let me get you some medicine to reduce the swelling first."
Lu Peian: "Thank you."
Not long after, the female doctor took out a tube of ointment and spray from the medicine cabinet inside. "Give me your hand."
Lu Peian: "I can do it myself."
The female doctor glanced at him, shook the spray twice, and handed it to him. "Spray this first. Use some strength when you apply the ointment later. Bear with the pain."
Lu Peian frowned slightly, but his expression did not change much.
After applying the medicine, the female doctor was still sighing. "This student is not bad. A boy who sprained his ankle just came over. When I applied the medicine on him, he cried miserably."