CHAPTER 80: CHAPTER 66: DUEL ON THE TRACK (PART 3)

The relay baton was held aloft like that. Li Xi stared fiercely at Zhang Fangxiao, strands of long hair still caught between her fingers.

"The race isn’t over yet," the relay baton, still covered with sand and long hair, remained uplifted in the air.

"Yeah, don’t think about fishing for sympathy if you can’t win," Zhang Fangxiao blew on the hair on her hand, a look of satisfaction on her face.

Li Xi took the relay baton and turned to run.

"You’re going too far," two girls from the dormitory saw the victory they nearly had in their grasp slip away. Just as Xia You was about to overtake Sun Fangxiao on the inner track, Zhang Fangxiao also ran onto the inside track. The moment Xia You fell to the ground, Zhang Fangxiao’s body just happened to block everyone’s view.

"Bullying? Which of your eyes saw me bullying anyone?" The race was already over, and the trainees had also gathered around.

"Xia You," Li Xi came running back with regret. The accident had delayed them considerably, Xia You’s injury also directly affected Li Xi’s mood, ultimately putting them fifty meters behind.

"How’s the injury?" Ren Minghang didn’t care that he was still holding a stopwatch and hurried over. He was about to kneel to lift Xia You when he saw her stand up.

At the turn, Xia You only felt a sharp pain in her scalp. By the time she reacted, she just saw Zhang Fangxiao’s resentful eyes. The next moment, she felt a pain in her knee and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, she instinctively used her hands to cushion her fall, resulting in only minor abrasions on her knees. However, when her hair was pulled, her face also slammed into the ground, and her chin was scraped.

"Can you walk? If you can walk, go to the infirmary yourself. Just like on the real battlefield, the track and field contest has no room for the faint-hearted; if you can’t be vigilant, you can only wait for defeat." Lu Xun’s words felt cold in everyone’s heart.

Li Xi couldn’t help but give Lu Xun a reproachful look, a true hellish instructor. She used to look up to him so much before coming to Longzhi Academy, taking him as the goal for her military career.

"I’ll send... Mr. Li, you help Xia to the infirmary," Ren Minghang, after receiving a warning look from Lu Xun, cut his words short, looking regretfully as Li Xi helped Xia You towards the infirmary.

"Except for the injured, everyone else, especially the losing party, immediately returns to your group. After the competition, run as punishment immediately. After the injured are bandaged and confirmed not to have bone injuries, come back and run the full course, no exceptions." Li Xi was still supporting Xia You, and upon hearing this, she couldn’t help but turn her head, "Devil."

She didn’t say the curse aloud, but Li Xi’s mouth was covered by a hand that smelled of blood, with calluses on the palm.

"I remember," Xia You’s voice was very soft but her words were very clear. Li Xi doubted there was any corner of the field where Xia You could not be clearly heard.

After speaking, Xia You limped forward, leaving Li Xi stunned. It took a long while before, under Lu Xun’s orders, she returned to the lineup.

Zhang Fangxiao became even more complacent as no one held her accountable.

At dusk, the trainees finally finished their military training. Xia You did not return to the field. Li Xi and her two roommates went to the infirmary, where the school doctor was packing up, "That injured female student? She left after being bandaged."

"Gone?" Li Xi wondered, with her injuries, where could Xia You go?

Li Xi had thought Xia You would go back to the dormitory first, but when they returned to their dorm, Xia You’s bed was neatly made. If not for the dust and blood-stained clothes on the desk, they would have thought Xia You had not come back at all.

"She came back and then left again?" Li Xi whispered, looking at the clothes.

At eleven o’clock at night, the dormitory doors were closed on time. In the middle of the night, the dormitory supervisor heard someone knocking on the door.

The knocking was clear and deliberate, standing out in the quiet of the night.

Hazy-eyed, the dormitory supervisor put on a coat and opened a slit in the window, seeing a "male student" standing at the dormitory entrance, "Male students are not allowed at the girls’ dormitory, especially not so late."

"Auntie, I live on the third floor. Sorry, I’m late in returning," even in the middle of the night, the female student’s voice was cold and clear, shaking off all sleepiness from anyone who heard it.

The dormitory supervisor rubbed her eyes and saw clearly the female student outside the door.

Her chin was still bandaged, her clean features were visible, she was wearing a simple sports suit, and there were some strands of broken hair on her shoulder.

(You guys say it, how shall we torment Evil Zhang.) (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommended tickets and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)