There are Fishes in Beichuan [北川有鱼]

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On the day of the sports meeting, the interaction between Ji Beichuan and Lu Xianyu caused another uproar.

Looking around, the front page of the No. 9 Middle School forum is full of posts about the two people.

　　Xiang Qianqian held up her phone and read in front of Lu Xianyu: "The school hunk from No. 9 Middle School won the championship and gave the medal to his little wife..."

　　Lu Xianyu covered her face with math problems, her face burning hot, "Can you... stop reading?"

　　If she is guilty, please let the law punish her instead of letting these people have too much free time to gossip about her and Ji Beichuan on the forum.

　　Xiang Qianqian read the shocking content of the post again, put away her phone contentedly, and approached Lu Xianyu: "Xianxian, listen to the voices of the whole school. When are you going to give our Jida school bully a title?"

　　"Don't ask anymore." Lu Xianyu fanned himself with a book, his chin resting on the table, his eyes fixed on the reflective medal, biting his lips tightly, "It's almost there, it's almost there."

　　"Come on, work hard." Xiang Qianqian patted Lu Xianyu's shoulder, "Victory is just ahead."

　　The next day was the women's 2000-meter long-distance race. Lu Xianyu's foot injury had not healed yet, and Dong Changsong felt sorry for his niece, so he signed up another person to participate.

　　What a coincidence, it was Tang Rui.

　　Before Xiang Qianqian went to the radio station to hand in the athlete's encouragement speech, she reiterated to Lu Xianyu about how Zhao Enruo had tricked her in the last physical education class. She said that it was because Tang Rui instigated her that Zhao Enruo tricked her. She didn't expect that the person who took over the competition would be herself.

　　Lu Xianyu didn't take this matter seriously. He thought that those who always gossip and play tricks behind others' backs would sooner or later fall into their trap.

　　She was sitting in the stands playing with her phone out of boredom. Suddenly, there was someone in the empty seat next to her. She glanced at him and asked, "Why are you here?"

　　"Can't I come?" Ji Beichuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little dissatisfied with Lu Xianyu's attitude, "You stick with Xiang Qianqian every day, don't you feel bored?"

　　This sounds so jealous.

She put away her phone and wondered, "Why should I be tired of it?"

　　Ji Beichuan gritted his teeth in frustration: "You don't even have time to accompany me."

　　Lu Xianyu was amused by him, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Can you two be the same?"

　　The women's 2000-meter long-distance race has begun, and the originally silent stands have become lively. Cheers and shouts gathered in the air, revealing the vigor of youth.

　　It was too noisy, and Ji Beichuan didn't hear clearly what Lu Xianyu said. He tilted his head and nodded: "Lu Xiaoyu, what did you say?"

　　Lu Xianyu was attracted by the game below and ignored Ji Beichuan, staring at a group of girls running hard on the playground.

　　Zhao Enruo and Tang Rui ran relatively slowly. At the end of the team, in the last lap, Zhao Enruo adjusted his speed, sprinted with all his strength, and rushed to the finish line in third place.

　　After the game, Lu Xianyu was helped down by Ji Beichuan. It was nearly seven o'clock, dusk was falling, and only the dim street lights on both sides of the playground illuminated the night.