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"This..."
After receiving a definite answer from him, Lin Xingjie couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
In the time of this brief stupor, the competitors in the men's 400-meter final had almost reached the finish line, and the cheers from the stands and the trackside grew louder and more enthusiastic, faintly accompanied by the sound of vigorous drumming coming from the direction of Jinjiang City No. 1 Middle School.
"Go Jiang Lei! Go Jiang Lei!"
The girls standing next to them shouted excitedly, their cheeks flushed red.
Xu Xiangyang cast an unnoticeable glance at them and noticed that these few people were intently fixed on the boy running at the front.
...Someone they knew?
Xu Xiangyang took another look at the school uniforms and school badges they were wearing around their waists.
They were from Jinjiang No. 1 Middle School.
Xu Xiangyang secretly made a calculation in his heart.
By then, the leading runners had already crossed the finish line smoothly.
