Afternoon.
The pitter-patter of the rain had stopped.
Puddles dotted the ground, and from time to time, someone would step in them, sending up bursts of water that caught the sunlight and reflected dazzling light.
Especially the grass field used for soccer, the blades of grass, watered by the rain, took on a rich, dripping green, and stepping on them felt squishy.
The track was still relatively clean, partly because the terrain was flat, and the water had flowed into the drainage system; partly because the plastic ground wasn't easily affected by soaking, and the rain itself was very light, so the competition was likely to resume shortly.
Xu Xiangyang walked from Class One's area to Class Five's spectator stand and looked down.
He moved a bit sneakily, but in fact, there were hardly any people left on this side, because students from several classes had almost all gathered at the basketball court to join the excitement.
