The coach blew the whistle, and the race began.
Zhou Chong dove fiercely into the water, his body streamlined, shooting forward like a fish.
Long Fei, however, was moving his arms idly above the water, appearing completely at ease.
The five roommates were anxiously shouting, "What's going on, swim already!"
"Big Dragon, what the hell are you doing?"
"Big bro, what's this about?"
Li Wenwen's eyes widened as her heart leaped into her throat, worried that Long Fei was feeling unwell.
The people around sneered and laughed, "Look at that, the kid doesn't even have the courage to race."
"Could it be that he doesn't know how to swim?"
"Kiddo, go hide in your shorts!"
"..."
The coach frowned and asked, "Student, are you thinking of forfeiting?"
Long Fei smiled faintly, "Why would I? I just felt like giving him a fifty-meter head start!"
Pfft!
Everyone spat blood, thinking this guy was way too full of himself.
Freestyle, a total of one hundred meters.
