Shi Niannian handed the mineral water bottle to Jiang Wang and left.
The two-day sports meet ended completely after the 4×100 relay, and everyone, having just witnessed such a dramatic scene, was still savoring it when the National Day holiday began right after.
Everyone returned to their classrooms to pick up their homework and then dispersed to go home.
When Shi Niannian arrived home, Xu Ningqing was already there.
Since starting university, he had barely stayed at home. Like last night, he had only dropped her off at the door before returning to sleep at his apartment.
Shi Niannian changed into slippers in the entryway and called out, “Brother.”
“You’re home early today,” Xu Ningqing said while playing his game. “I was planning to pick you up after finishing this round.”
“The sports meet… ended early.”
Xu Ningqing nodded without saying anything more.
When she took out the silver medal, her aunt almost wanted to hang it in a prominent place in the house.
Shi Niannian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and it took a lot of persuading to stop her.
Her aunt rubbed her hair: “Look at you, so impressive with that small frame, even winning a silver medal. Your aunt will have to keep it safe, as a family heirloom.”
Xu Ningqing rolled his eyes without the slightest consideration for her feelings: “You’re treating something the school bought in bulk for a few dollars as a family heirloom.”
His mother slapped his leg hard: “What do you know! Can this be measured in money?”
“Hmph, I had several medals back in high school, too,” he retorted.
“You ungrateful child, moving out as soon as you started university! What would I want your medals for?” his mother rolled her eyes back at him.
Xu Ningqing sat up straight, pointing at Shi Niannian: “Tell me, isn’t your aunt being way too biased?”
Shi Niannian smiled gently on the side.
Although her aunt and brother were always bickering and arguing, and sometimes her brother could make her aunt so angry that she wouldn’t speak to him for days, it was still easy to feel that the mother and son had a very good relationship.
She smiled until her eyes grew sore, rubbed them, and then returned to her room to do homework.
The bar sign displayed a cursive, flamboyant character for “Wild.”
Inside the bar, more than a dozen young men occupied a corner booth, smoking and playing cards.
Jiang Wang tossed out a single card, turned his head to yawn, looking rather uninterested.
“Where are you going for the National Day holiday?”
“Everywhere is congested these days. It’s too late to decide on a trip now.”
“Exactly. Look at that fatty Fan Mengming, how efficient he is. He got himself a goddess last week, and now they’re going to Disneyland together for the holiday.”
Nearby, Xu Ningqing lazily played with his phone. Hearing this, he laughed, “That fat guy got a girlfriend so quickly?”
“Yeah! Tsk, it’s unbelievable, like a flower stuck in cow dung!”
As everyone chatted, suddenly a guy holding his phone hollered.
“Holy shit! Wang, is this you?”
He passed over his phone.
It was a video from today’s 4×100 relay, recording the entire process of Jiang Wang overtaking three people and breaking through the finish line.
Others also crowded over to watch.
“Wang’s back in action?!”
“Where did this come from?”
“My cousin posted it on her Moments. I heard it’s gone viral! Everyone’s talking about this race!”
Beside them, Xu Ningqing raised his eyebrows and opened his WeChat. If all of First High was forwarding this video…
He first clicked on Shi Niannian’s WeChat. This girl’s Moments were almost empty; Xu Ningqing had never seen her post any content.
Sure enough, there was nothing.
However, he quickly found the video in the Moments of other friends, posted by a former schoolmate who should now be a senior in high school.
At the end of the video, Jiang Wang took a bottle of mineral water from a girl.
Others might ignore this detail, but Xu Ningqing couldn’t—that was his sister!
And since Jiang Wang had stopped participating in such competitions after his ear problem, Xu Ningqing hadn’t expected him to take part at all, especially since Jiang Wang wasn’t the type with strong class spirit.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and nudged Jiang Wang with his elbow.
Jiang Wang looked over.
“Why did you participate in the sports meet this time?”
Jiang Wang made a questioning sound, his gaze returning to the cards in his hand. He glanced at the game, threw out his last five cards, and didn’t respond.
“Was it to show off in front of Shi Niannian?”
The deafening music pulsed with the beat; Xu Ningqing’s somewhat teasing words could only be heard by Jiang Wang.
He still did not react, just tugged at the corner of his mouth.