The girls were up first for the physical fitness test. Xia Yanchun and Li Shiyan were both assigned to the first group.
The cheering was done. Shen Nian figured that given Xia Yanchun's stamina, if she seriously tried to run the full 800 meters, she would probably be done for.
Her physical fitness was truly worrying...
He definitely had to work on Haji Chun's fitness over winter break. He wouldn't ask for intense training, but at least enough so running 800 meters wouldn't be this exhausting for her.
However, it seemed Li Shiyan's physical condition was even more concerning.
She hadn't even finished one lap and was already lagging far behind the second-to-last person.
After the two laps were done, watching Xia Yanchun walking slowly and gasping for air, Shen Nian didn't go up to support her. Instead, he turned to check the results.
Good lord, the 800 meters took nearly five minutes.
Li Shiyan was even slower.
"Neither of you passed..." Shen Nian grimaced.
"What's the point of passing? It doesn't add points to the College Entrance Exam. Finishing is a victory in itself."
"Exactly."
"Eating doesn't add points to the entrance exam either, so why do you keep eating? Having poor physical fitness isn't exactly a good thing." Shen Nian mused, pointing at Xia Yanchun. "You really need to exercise during winter break."
"We'll see. I'm dying of exhaustion."
"From now on, I'm dragging you up early to run. 800 meters every day. For every meter you miss, you get a punch."
"Screw you. Who are you anyway? Are we close?" Xia Yanchun wanted to flying-kick Shen Nian in the face, but her spirit was willing while her flesh was weak. So, she settled for kicking Shen Nian's shin with all her remaining strength.
Nice kick! That was a great kick!
Li Shiyan's eyes curved into crescents, and she was already applauding in her heart. She didn't even need to instigate it; her Bestie had already vented her anger for her.
Seeing the shoe print Xia Yanchun had kicked onto the hem of Shen Nian's black trousers, even Li Shiyan, who had been looked down upon, couldn't help but puff out her chest.
Shen Nian dusted off his pant leg, completely unbothered.
He just took it as her being cute.
She said she liked him before her nap at noon, and now she claims they aren't close. Chun really changes her face fast.
There was a second group of girls. Not sure if it was because of Lin Xiyuan, but a certain sports student moved to stand closer to this side.
"Go Xiyuan, go!"
"You got this! 800 meters is a piece of cake, just an easy run!"
For a sports student, 800 meters was indeed easy.
Xia Yanchun couldn't be bothered to retort. She felt weak and, ignoring the dirt, pulled Li Shiyan down to sit on the ground with her.
The girl sat with her legs together, looking every bit the sweet young lady. Her small mouth was slightly pouted. Shen Nian didn't know who had offended her; she looked like someone owed her money.
Holy crap, that was actually true.
"Huang Chen said running 800 meters is easy. When you guys run the 1000 meters in a bit, you'd better make it look easy too," she muttered softly.
"It is easy." Shen Nian nodded.
"Then can you beat Huang Chen?"
"Easily."
Shen Nian could treat the one kilometer entirely as an anaerobic sprint, speeding through the whole thing. If he couldn't win even with his cheats enabled, there would be a problem.
Not to mention, with all his training over this period, he could easily leave Huang Chen in the dust even without relying on [High Spirits].
Seeing him so smug, Xia Yanchun originally wanted to say, 'If you don't come in first, no kissing tonight.' But since Li Shiyan was right there, she had to switch to a less intimate idea.
"If you don't come in first, treat me to barbecue."
"Sure, sure. I'll treat both of you, no problem."
"You have money? Pay me back first."
"Call me Daddy and I'll pay back a hundred. Call me Brother and I'll pay back eighty."
"Go to hell!"
Li Shiyan's big eyes blinked rapidly. She couldn't tell that her Bestie and Shen Nian were so open with each other—even "Daddy" had come out.
So it was a case of the debtor acting like the boss, demanding to be called Daddy before paying up. And here she thought the "Daddy" was for something else.
However, hearing that Shen Nian might treat her and Little Chun to barbecue, she secretly cursed Shen Nian to fail at getting first place.
In her memory, during the boys' fitness tests, whether it was the 1000-meter run or pull-ups, Huang Chen was always the best. He was a sports student, after all. Every time they ran, Huang Chen was at the very front, leading by a large margin. In a previous test, he had even done push-ups at the finish line before crossing it.
Although it was hard to comment on that kind of behavior, he was indeed fast.
Shen Nian was so confident... Had his physical fitness already reached the level of a sports student?!
She didn't dare make a sound, only daring to openly eavesdrop on their chatting and banter.
The girls' test ended. After registering their information, the boys were called to the other end of the track.
"Ahem, Brother Nian, let's not compete with them later. Let's just run slowly at the back. I promise I won't touch your head anymore." Ma Mingfan cleared his throat beside Shen Nian.
"I've already forgotten which head-touching incident you're talking about. Am I the kind of petty person who would hold a grudge just because you rubbed my head for half an hour at the sports meet?"
"You remember it more clearly than I do..."
"Haha, forgot, forgot."
"It's okay. We'll run slowly together, just like in freshman and sophomore year. Do you remember our old days?"
"Old days..."
Shen Nian used to dislike exercise and had poor stamina. He didn't care about grades either, so during fitness tests, he always ran at the very back with Ma Mingfan to keep each other company.
Being last alone is awkward, but two people being last makes them the Doom Duo.
He could have walked and chatted with Ma Mingfan, but Chun-bao wanted to see him take first place, so sorry about that.
"Take your 'old days' and shove it; I'm taking first place this time." Shen Nian paused. "You're not afraid of being awkward, are you? Just treat this as a willpower test. When you're no longer embarrassed by other people's gazes, that proves you've mastered the divine art."
Ma Mingfan froze, struck by the revelation, suddenly enlightened.
If he could brave people's gazes with his messy bird's-nest hair, why couldn't he brave them while running last?
Besides, persisting through the fitness test was also a sign of strong willpower... Even if his physical fitness wasn't good enough, his will would carry him through!
The code was triggered. Ma Mingfan also decided to try and run a respectable time.
"Pfft, oh my, 1000 meters is so easy..."
A snicker reached his ears. Shen Nian didn't want to acknowledge Huang Chen at all.
When he said 'I'm taking first place' just now, he noticed Huang Chen looking back at him twice and laughing with disdain.
He thought Huang Chen was just looking back, but it turned out he wanted to see who was talking big so he could have a laugh...
He didn't get along well with Huang Chen to begin with, and now the stereotype count was ticking up +1, +1.
He felt like the type of person who would post on TikTok with hashtags like #ThanksCoach #SeeYouAtTheTop #Grind #GappingYourBoyfriend...
The whistle blew, and the group surged forward.
Shen Nian wanted first place and didn't bother acting. He ran directly to the front, pulling far ahead. Huang Chen behind him couldn't even catch his slipstream.
"Ah, why is Shen Nian running so fast? Running like that, he won't have any energy left for the end..." Li Shiyan leaned on Xia Yanchun, complaining in a whisper.
Xia Yanchun didn't speak, playing with Li Shiyan's fingers.
As for whether Shen Nian could get first place, she actually didn't care at all. Telling him to get first was just to tease him. If he didn't, she got barbecue. If he did, she didn't lose anything either.
Besides, she was actually quite confident in Shen Nian's physical fitness!
Shen Nian was someone who could carry her—all 110 pounds of her—around the whole residential complex!
She bit her lower lip lightly.
If he really got first place, she might just begrudgingly give Shen Nian a little reward.
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