If it weren't for the fact that they were in a public place, Liang Zhouyue really wanted to push him off the stage.
She ended up glaring at him with cold, stern eyes, her silence speaking louder than words.
Even though she was fierce to him, Jiang Li enjoyed it, he picked up the water Liang Zhouyue had given him and stepped off the stage.
"The 200-meter race is about to start, go back to the dorm and wait for my good news."
The man's retreating figure was tall and proud, exuding a strong youthful vitality and fighting spirit.
"Hm?" Liang Zhouyue stood up as well, hardly believing what she heard, "You don't need me to wait at the finish line for you?"
Jiang Li slowly walked down, his voice clear though, "It's too hot outside, go back."
For a moment, Liang Zhouyue's steps to follow him halted in place.
Jiang Li's figure disappeared from the steps and eventually showed up on the track.
