Chapter 105 The Daughter of a Lowly Merchant
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the Imperial College Sports Meet. The students from each class, who had been preparing for a long time, were full of energy and gathered in the playground early. The morning light was just breaking, and the sun shone on the wide playground, reflecting a golden ocean.
Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange are undoubtedly the focus of everyone's attention.
The three events of Cuju, horse racing and rope jumping were held in order.
The Cuju game was about to begin, and the two teams had already lined up on the field. Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange were the captains of the two teams, and they looked determined and full of fighting spirit. At the referee's command, the game officially began.
The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense, and the players from both sides fought for the ball and tried their best. Liao Zhen was quick and passed the ball to Xiang Tiange. After Xiang Tiange received the ball, she quickly broke through the opponent's defense and approached the goal. She opened her eyes wide, aimed at the goal, and kicked the ball. The ball streaked across the sky like a meteor and fell into the goal accurately. Applause broke out on the field, and the audience cheered for Xiang Tiange's superb skills.
The next step was the horse race. Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange rode on their horses and prepared to start. After the race started, the two horses rushed out of the starting point like arrows from a bow. Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange waved their whips vigorously on their horses, urging them to speed up. The audience cheered them on.
During the horse race, Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange were always neck and neck, and it was difficult to tell who was the winner. With the finish line in sight, Liao Zhen gritted his teeth and whipped the horse with all his strength. However, Xiang Tiange's horse suddenly exerted its strength and surpassed Liao Zhen. At the finish line, Xiang Tiange narrowly defeated Liao Zhen and won the cheers of the audience.
The 100-wire jump competition was the last event. Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange stood at the two ends of the rope, ready to start the competition. At the referee's command, the two pulled the rope hard at the same time. The atmosphere on the field became tense again.
As the game progressed, Liao Zhen and Xiang Tiange tried their best. Their faces were covered with sweat, but their eyes were full of determination. In the end, Liao Zhen defeated Xiang Tiange with his perseverance and won the game.
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Turning around, Jiang Zhiyu suddenly bumped into someone.
She stood up and looked up, only to find that it was her mortal enemy Zhang Xinyue.
Zhang Xinyue held her head and cried out "Ouch" in pain.
"Jiang Zhiyu, why don't you look at people when you walk?" Zhang Xinyue frowned, looking dissatisfied.
Jiang Zhiyu smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something just now and didn't pay attention. Are you okay?"
Zhang Xinyue gently rubbed her head and pouted: "It's okay, it just hurts a little. By the way, why are you here alone?"
"I'm looking for you." Jiang Zhiyu said, looking around, "I have something to discuss with you."
"Oh? What's the matter?" Zhang Xinyue asked curiously.
The two found a quiet place in the corner of the Imperial College and sat down, and Jiang Zhiyu began to tell the story.
"The Imperial College recently held a poetry competition, and I would like to participate." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"Oh? You want to participate in a poetry competition?" Zhang Xinyue was a little surprised, "But your poetry level..."
"I know my poetry level is not very high, but I have been working hard." Jiang Zhiyu said firmly, "I want to prove my strength through this competition."
Zhang Xinyue looked at Jiang Zhiyu, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes: "Then what do you want to discuss with me?"
"I heard that there is a rule in this competition that contestants can invite a classmate as a partner." Jiang Zhiyu's eyes sparkled, "I want to invite you to be my partner."
Zhang Xinyue's eyes widened, looking at Jiang Zhiyu in disbelief: "You want me to be your partner? But my poetry skills are not that good either."
"I know, but I believe in your talent." Jiang Zhiyu said sincerely, "Besides, it's better for the two of us to work together than for one person to fight alone."
Zhang Xinyue was silent for a moment, and looking at Jiang Zhiyu's determined eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little moved. But she was still a little hesitant: "But, I promised someone else to participate in the competition..."
Jiang Zhiyu's eyes dimmed for a moment, but she quickly adjusted herself and said with a smile: "It's okay, I understand. If you have decided, just tell me."
Zhang Xinyue looked at Jiang Zhiyu, feeling guilty. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay, I promise you."
A hint of joy flashed in Jiang Zhiyu's eyes: "Really? Thank you, Zhang Xinyue."
Zhang Xinyue smiled softly and said, "But you have to treat me to a good meal."
Jiang Zhiyu smiled and nodded: "No problem, I'll go in a moment."
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"You're a cheap merchant's daughter!" Zhang Xinyue gritted her teeth and wanted to pounce on Liu Mengmeng and pull her hair.
Qi Zimo quickly grabbed Liu Mengmeng and asked her to calm down. Liu Mengmeng's face flushed, her eyes widened, and she glared at Zhang Xinyue, as if she was about to explode in the next moment.
"Zhang Xinyue, you've gone too far!" Qi Zimo said seriously.
Zhang Xinyue sneered: "I went too far? Qi Zimo, have you forgotten how she treated you? She humiliated you in front of everyone, and you, a good sister, could still tolerate it?"
Qi Zimo's eyes darkened as he recalled what happened that day. That day, Liu Mengmeng said in front of everyone in the Imperial College's garden that Qi Zimo's poetry was not as good as hers, and even said that Qi Zimo was pretending to be noble.
Qi Zimo took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned to look at Liu Mengmeng: "Mengmeng, let's go back."
Liu Mengmeng stared at Zhang Xinyue, her eyes flickering with resentment: "Why should I go back? What right does Zhang Xinyue have to scold me?"
Zhang Xinyue looked at Liu Mengmeng sarcastically: "Qualifications? What qualifications do you have to talk to me, Zhang Xinyue?"
Liu Mengmeng's face turned pale, as if she was hurt by Zhang Xinyue's words. Qi Zimo looked at her, his heart ached, but he didn't know how to comfort her.
At this time, Zhang Xinyue spoke again: "You two lowly merchant daughters, do you think you can survive in this Imperial College just by having a good appearance?"
Qi Zimo's face turned cold, and he was about to refute, but Liu Mengmeng took the lead: "Zhang Xinyue, you are the daughter of a cheap merchant! Although we come from a merchant family, at least we are not as disgusting as you!"
Zhang Xinyue's face changed and she glared at Liu Mengmeng: "What did you say?"
Liu Mengmeng sneered: "I say, you are the daughter of a cheap merchant!"
The atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became tense. Qi Zimo was anxious, but he didn't know what to do.
Just then, a gentle voice came: "What are you doing?"
The three of them turned around and saw a woman in a Confucian dress slowly walking towards them. She had gentle eyes and an elegant temperament. She was the doctor of the Imperial College and the supervisor of Qi Zimo, Liu Mengmeng, and Zhang Xinyue - Lin Susu.