Chapter Thirty-Eight Definitely Won't Win

  Hao Ren and Xie Yu Jia returned to the sports ground when the 400-meter hurdles were being held on the playground. They watched the competition on the track while returning to the stands.

  Although there are two hours of lunch break in theory, not many students go to the cafeteria to eat. Most people still nibble on biscuits and bread while watching the game and playing cards or chatting.

  When they saw Hao Ren and Xie Yu Jia returning together, Zhao Jia Chen and the others were both surprised and delighted. None of them had expected that Hao Ren, who seemed like a loyal and honest person, would be so close to the school flower Xie Yu Jia without anyone noticing. If nothing unexpected happened, Xie Yu Jia might really become his girlfriend.

  "Hey, you said last time that if Ah Ren can find a girlfriend within four years of university, I'll lose 1,000 yuan to you and Cao Ronghua." Zhou Liren, who was still sulking after losing 30 yuan at cards, immediately shouted at Zhao Jiayu.

  Zhao Jiayun, who had been confident that Hao Ren would not be able to find a girlfriend, was getting a bit anxious. However, being a welcher was not his style. He thought for a moment and then said, "Zhou Liren, why don't we make another bet and see how far Hao Ren can run?"

  Seeing Zhao Jiatian make such a bet, the surrounding classmates also moved, "Hehe! This is interesting! We'll also place a bet!"

  "Alright, alright! Let's start! Zhao Jiaxin threw away the poker cards in his hand and picked up the pen and paper used to record wins and losses. "The odds of betting on Hao Ren coming in last are 1:1; the odds of betting on Hao Ren coming in second-to-last are 1:1.5... the odds of betting on Hao Ren coming in second are 1:50; the odds of betting on Hao Ren coming in first are 1:100!"

  As soon as Zhao Jiayu started, everyone else suddenly became lively.

  "I'll bet 100 yuan on Hao Ren being last!"

  "I'm Hao Ren's second-to-last name! 50 bucks!"

  "I was also second-to-last in counting, I shouldn't be so weak as to really run into last place!"

  "I'd rather be last than let Hao Ren win, even if it's just 10 yuan, making 10 yuan is good too!"

  Just as they were enthusiastically betting behind them, Hao Ren and Xie Yu Jia found their previous seats and sat down, completely unaware of the commotion behind them.

  Xiao Ling also sat back in her original seat, quietly sipping on a drink. Her appearance was relatively ordinary, not particularly good-looking, but not bad either. Every day after school, she would walk home with Zhao Yanzi, and today they had skipped class together, clearly indicating that she was Zhao Yanzi's best friend at school.

  Putting aside Ah Zi's special identity, she is actually just an ordinary junior high school girl, with her own BFFs, her own little hobbies, and her own little temper... Hao Ren thought.

  The 400-meter hurdles race is over, followed by several consecutive women's track and field events. The 100-meter relay, the 400-meter relay, the 800-meter run...

  The originally dull stadium was suddenly revitalized by the arrival of these girls wearing short shirts and hot pants.

  Donghai University is a comprehensive university with relatively balanced faculty strength and scientific research capabilities among various colleges and majors. The biggest feature, perhaps, is "mass-producing" beauties.

  The eyes of the boys on the platform lit up one by one, and the binoculars that were originally placed beside their legs were also picked up one by one.

  Colleges with more boys than girls, such as colleges of literature, film and television arts, and fine arts, have finally had their turn to show off.

  When he saw Hao Ren, Xie Yu Jia couldn't help but tease him, "With so many beautiful girls at Dong Da, why don't you find a girlfriend?"

  "There's already a beauty in our class, why go looking outside?" Hao Ren said casually without even turning his head.

  Xie Yu Jia Leng thought for a moment, then confirmed from Hao Ren's calm expression that his words didn't have any special meaning. After thinking about it, she asked softly, "You don't have a girlfriend now, do you?"

  Hao Ren followed the starting line of the track, using his eyes to "review" one by one the beautiful women with good figures who were about to compete, without hearing Xie Yu Jia's question.

  Xie Yu Jia's face turned red, she originally wanted to take the opportunity to ask Hao Ren about Su Han's situation, but after thinking about it, she felt that she had been talking too much lately, and finally held back.

  Bang! With the starting gun firing, 8 beauties set off simultaneously.

  Although they didn't run fast and couldn't be compared to the boys' competition, their slender figures were the most eye-catching scenery for the boys watching the game.

  Their fluttering black hair, flying long legs, swinging slender arms, and their rosy cheeks all undoubtedly showcase the charm of sports.

  "Hmm! Hmm!" Two coughs sounded from behind Hao Ren.

  Hao Ren turned around and saw Zhao Yanzi standing behind him, he didn't know when she had appeared there.

  He shifted to his left a bit, making room for her, and asked, "How's that?"

  "Not bad! You see the beauty seems to be enjoying herself, drooling all over the place." Zhao Yanzi said with a sour tone as she sat down.

  Hao Ren only then realized that he had been too engrossed in watching the beautiful girls' race, and hadn't even heard Xie Yu Jia speaking to him. At this moment, he was also too embarrassed to ask Xie Yu Jia what she had just said.

  But it's not his fault, which boy can remain calm when seeing so many beautiful girls competing together? Haven't you seen the other boys' eyes almost popping out?

  Of course, Hao Ren wouldn't explain these reasons in front of his "fiancée". He pretended to be serious and withdrew his gaze, looking at Zhao Yanzi with a desire to speak but hesitating.

  He actually wanted to know what Su Han and Zhao Yanzi had discussed, but because of Xie Yu Jia's presence, he couldn't speak up.

  "The next event is the men's 1500-meter long run, please ask the participating students to enter the field quickly and take their positions!" The broadcast on the playground sounded again.

  "It's your turn!" Xie Yu Jia reminded Hao Ren.

  "Hmm!" Hao Ren stood up and was about to walk down from the stage.

  Xie Yu Jia hastily pulled him over and took out a cloth strip with a number on it from her bag. "Put this on!"

  She stood up, wanting to paste it on Hao Ren's chest, but suddenly seemed to think of something and handed the cloth to Hao Ren, "Put it on yourself."

  Hao Ren nodded and tore off the tape, sticking the cloth strip marked with the number 8 onto his chest.

  "Please ask participating students to enter the venue as soon as possible..." The announcement on the broadcast is still ongoing.

  Suddenly, Hao Ren felt a little nervous in his heart.

  Xie Yu Jia smiled encouragingly at him, clenched her fists and made a cheering gesture.

  Hao Ren also smiled at her, took a deep breath and walked down from the podium.

  "We must get first place!" Zhao Yanzi urged from behind him.

  Hao Ren didn't look back, raised his hand and waved it, then walked more firmly towards the track.

  No matter whether it's the first or the last, as long as you do your best, you won't regret it. From primary school to middle school, Hao Ren has always held this belief, which is why he can smoothly break through the finish line every time when others fall down one after another.

  No. 8, located on the outermost lane of the track, is the most unfavorable position for long-distance running.

  Wearing a golden sportswear, Huang Xujie didn't even stick the number plate on, stretching his muscles and easily came to Hao Ren's side.

  Hao Ren looked at him for a moment, but didn't say anything.

  "On your marks..." The starter's voice rang out.

  Hao Ren crouched in a standard posture, ready to start running.

  Huang Xujie was standing just behind him at an angle, in the second outer circle, only half a meter away from Hao Ren.

  "In second grade, today you'll know what's called a gap." He said in a low voice to Hao Ren.

  Hao Ren slightly turned his head, his gaze passing over his own shoulder to see Huang Xujie's golden Nike running shoes and tightly toned calf muscles.

  "Ready! Run!"

  Bang!

  The starting gun went off.