Watching Wang Xuesong fall to the ground, everyone in the stands didn't even notice, and all eyes were on Wang Yan, all the cheers were for Wang Yan.
Defeating the third-place winner of the national marathon, this Wang Yan was truly formidable.
Beiming Xue, Ouyang Feiting, Ma Jun, and others rushed towards Wang Yan, along with countless other students they didn't know, who also came down from the stands and gathered around Wang Yan.
Everyone's face lit up with excitement, all cheering as if they themselves had defeated Wang Xuesong.
Even Su Yamo was greatly surprised at this moment.
She had to re-evaluate Wang Yan with a new perspective at this moment. Such a strange Wang Yan, could it be true that he got injured helping her with detoxification yesterday? Yet, although she saw him in poor spirits yesterday, why could he still finish the marathon today?
Su Yamo's mind was in turmoil, and after taking a closer look at Wang Yan surrounded by everyone, she left the playground with a conflicted heart.
Meanwhile, Wang Xuesong lay behind the crowd, with no one to attend to him.
Just then, Bald Teacher, Roy, and others saw the unconscious Wang Xuesong, hurriedly ran over, and helped him up. Bald Teacher pressed down on Wang Xuesong's philtrum acupoint, and the pain from the pressure instantly woke Wang Xuesong up.
At that moment, the shouts from the stands kept echoing.
The first thing Wang Xuesong saw upon opening his eyes was Roy standing next to him. In a daze, Wang Xuesong suddenly jumped up, looked pitifully at Roy, and said, "Roy, don't leave me. Even though I lost, I will exchange something else for you. Don't leave me."
Although initially, Roy wasn't that angry, and even showed concern for Wang Xuesong. After all, although they were close, they were still just classmates.
But hearing Wang Xuesong constantly comparing himself to a wager, repeatedly saying he'd use something to exchange for her, treating her like an object to be given away at will, a feeling of disgust surged within. Roy couldn't help but frown.
Seeing Roy frown, Wang Xuesong thought Roy was going to leave him, he hurriedly reached out to grab Roy's hand.
Roy raised his hand, avoiding Wang Xuesong's grasp, and said, "Senior Xuesong, we are only classmates to begin with."
Hearing this, Wang Xuesong became even more scared and shouted, "Roy, you won't move on so quickly, will you?"
Hearing Wang Xuesong speak more and more absurdly, Roy's expression grew darker, and he said, "Wang Xuesong, your words are too unpleasant. I'm leaving."
With that, Roy turned to leave.
Wang Xuesong quickly jumped up, blocking Roy, and said, "You can't go. Tell me, did you fall in love with Ma Jun? You don't like me anymore."
Worn out by Wang Xuesong's questioning, Roy impatiently said, "Yes, yes, I do like Ma Jun."
Hearing Roy admit it himself, Wang Xuesong was instantly struck as if by lightning, frozen in place, lips trembling for a long while, unable to utter a single word.
After a long silence, Wang Xuesong covered his face and left, crying.
Seeing the usually strong Wang Xuesong leave crying in front of tens of thousands, everyone was stunned, and the scene fell into dead silence.
Roy looked helpless, turned her head to glance at Ma Jun who had been watching her, and said, "Sorry, I borrowed your name just now."
Ma Jun was just about to speak but saw Roy lowering her head and leaving despondently.
Ma Jun watched Roy's departing figure, feeling nervous standing there because Roy had taken the initiative to speak to him, not knowing what to do.
Wang Yan came to Ma Jun's side, looking at Ma Jun who was silent, and patted Ma Jun's shoulder.
Ma Jun turned his head to glance at Wang Yan and asked, "Boss, seeing her sad, why do I feel an emptiness in my heart, yet a sour feeling at the same time?"
Wang Yan said, "I understand everything, except the mystery. As for what's going on, let's learn slowly together."
After speaking, Wang Yan looked up at the sun overhead and said, "The timing is right. We can still make it to the first class."
Beiming Xue and Ouyang Feiting behind Wang Yan raised their wrists and found that it was only nine in the morning, and they were all a bit surprised.
Who would have thought that so many things would happen in just a single morning?
With everyone surrounding Wang Yan, they headed towards the teaching building.
Such a commotion in the school naturally caught the teachers' attention, each poking their heads out of the windows to look outside.
Among them was Xie Xiaoxian.
Since yesterday's class, Xie Xiaoxian had been hiding in the dormitory, not coming out.
Kissing Wang Yan forcibly in class was just part of it. What troubled her most was remembering that heartless man she both sorrowed for and missed.
In Xie Xiaoxian's eyes were traces of loneliness and longing, her fair fingers tracing on the desk, lost in thought.
Just then, she noticed the "Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lv Family" on the desk, suddenly her eyes lit up, and as if making a decision, she grabbed the "Spring and Autumn Annals of Lv Cuo," left the dormitory, and turned a few staircases to arrive in front of a door.
On the door of the room, there was a sign with the words "Principal's Office."
Xie Xiaoxian knocked on the door, and after hearing a man's voice from inside, she entered the room.
The room was very luxurious, and behind a large desk about half a square meter in size sat a middle-aged man in his forties.
As soon as this middle-aged man saw Xie Xiaoxian enter, his eyes lit up, a hint of primal desire flashed in the depths of his eyes. He stood up enthusiastically and said, "Xiaoxian, you actually came to see me, come sit."
But Xie Xiaoxian leaned against the door, unwilling to come forward, only extending the "Spring and Autumn Annals of the Lv Family" in her hand forward, lowering her head, too scared to look at the man in front, and said in a low voice, "Principal Lang, I'm here this time because... you're an archaeologist. I wanted to ask you to see if this is real."
After saying that, Xie Xiaoxian threw the bamboo slip onto the desk, then quickly turned and fled.
Returning to the dormitory, Xie Xiaoxian sat on the bed, her whole body trembling uncontrollably, almost drenched in sweat.
"What's wrong with me? How did I go to his office?"
"Why am I doing this? Am I deliberately making things difficult? He has a wife and kids, it's impossible between us."
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Xie Xiaoxian buried her hands in her hair, bending over in agony.
At that moment, in the principal's office, Principal Lang had resumed a frivolous expression, "Hmph, the duck that was at the mouth escaped again. Next time, no matter what, I'm going to get her. Hmph, little girl, trying to escape from my grasp, no way."
As he spoke, Principal Lang casually picked up the bamboo slip that Xie Xiaoxian had left behind, glanced at it, and then suddenly widened his eyes, grabbing the bamboo slip close to him to examine it carefully.
The more Principal Lang looked, the more his expression darkened, and the more delighted he became. His hand holding the bamboo slip trembled more and more, and his heart was in tumultuous excitement, "This is truly priceless treasure, priceless! With this bamboo slip, whatever mansion, yacht, and a bevy of beauties I want can all come true."
After a moment of happiness, Principal Lang suddenly calmed down, "No, this bamboo slip belongs to Xie Xiaoxian, I must get it. So, those who know about the bamboo slip, I have to silence them."
(The fourth update will be in an hour.)