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Chapter 261 - 142. Sports Festival (7)_2

Chapter 261: 142. Sports Festival (7)_2

Instrumental music poured out, and the voices singing the Goda school anthem lingered in the vast gymnasium.

"Shibuya Hills, where the crows fly over the schoolhouse, our alma mater, Goda."

"..."

After the school anthem ended, the sports festival officially began.

The Goda High School sports festival proceeded one event at a time.

There would never be an incident of shot put happening over here while long jump was over there, with another group running, and yet another high jumping.

After all, with three whole days, there was plenty of time.

The first event was the 50-meter dash, with the top two from each grade moving on to the finals.

While the audience was shifting to the stands, the athletes had already changed into professional sportswear with their class numbers on them.

Class 1-4 wasn’t enthusiastic about the sports festival, so Xiaoquan Aonai ended up calling names.

Dubian Che, confident in his close relationship with the beautiful class teacher, hadn’t signed up for anything.

His goal wasn’t to show off in front of high school students at the sports festival; conquering Jiutiao Meijie was his target!

Nearly all the boys from the class changed clothes and left, and many girls left too, leaving Dubian Che sitting with Xiaoquan Aonai and Akiko.

"Why isn’t Dubian competing?" Akiko asked.

"I’m not athletic enough," Dubian Che said as he grabbed a chestnut from her leg.

October was the chestnut season.

Dubian Che remembered the scenes of collecting chestnuts in the mountains with his childhood friends from the village and wondered if they would remember that they were one brother short this year.

"Wow, you’re not shy about helping yourself," Akiko said as she snatched the chestnuts back.

"Akiko, as a teacher, you’re really stingy."

"I’m stingy? You’re the one being rude! You can only have a handful at most!"

Dubian Che grabbed a handful, and Akiko stared in disbelief at his large hands as she looked at the nearly empty bag.

"Dubian, you..."

"Alright, alright," Xiaoquan Aonai hurried to smooth things over, "Dubian, can you even eat all that? Put them back, take one when you eat one."

"I’ll listen to Mr. Xiaoquan."

"Mr. Dubian," Akiko said through gritted teeth, "you better not end up in my class in second grade!"

"Well, that would be your lucky day, I’m number one in the nation," Dubian Che said after eating two chestnuts and feeling slightly choked, then he took an orange Akiko had bought.

After he took it, Akiko quickly moved the oranges from the center to her side, guarding them like a child protects their food.

Dubian Che divided the orange in his hands into three parts, one for Xiaoquan Aonai, one for Akiko.

"Ugh—so sour!" he couldn’t help but squint his eyes.

"You should be grateful you even have something to eat! As a student, you should be thanking your teacher!"

While the three snacked, the freshmen athletes for the 50-meter dash were being positioned.

There were two planes in the sky tracing lines from north to south, as if they too wanted to see the excitement and slowly made their way southward;

In the distance, beech trees surrounded to form a green wall, and close-ups of athletes appeared on the large electronic screen.

The broadcasting club provided live commentary over the school intercom.

"We’re now commencing the 50-meter dash. Starting us off will be the first-year group. We have invited a physical education teacher as a special judge."

"Hello, Mr. Saito."

"Hmm."

"Who do you think might have the best chance of advancing from the freshmen?"

"It’s probably Tsunoda from class 2. That guy’s in the track and field club and won awards in middle school at the county level. Nakamura from class 3 is also very fast."

"So, does that mean the freshmen have a good chance of taking the championship from the seniors this year?"

"It depends on how they perform on the day. For the seniors, I remember from class one..."

"Oh! We’ve just received news. The athletes are in position, and the race is about to begin!"

Tsunoda from class 2 was indeed fast; before the camera could move away from him, he had already dashed past the finish line.

Dubian Che ate Akiko’s chips and could hear cheers coming from class 1-2’s stand nearby.

After the freshmen, it was the sophomores, then the seniors, followed by the finals.

The 50-meter dash ended quickly, with Tsunoda only managing to take the bronze, and the first place was claimed by a senior from the track and field club.

If Dubian Che remembered correctly, this guy was the one who had been overtaken by himself at night and had desperately wanted him to join the track and field club as the Minister.

The 100-meter dash was next, with the track and field club Minister taking the championship again.

With two official races over, a club recreational race was inserted in between, the first being "long-distance soccer shooting."

"Teacher, I’ll go get first place and be right back. Peel an orange for me, and make sure to remove all the pith."

"Sure," Xiaoquan Aonai nodded with a smile.

"I thought you said you had no energy?" Akiko asked, with black smudges from the chestnuts around her mouth.

"What does kicking a soccer ball have to do with being athletic?"

"Huh?"

"Don’t believe him, teacher!" Kunii Shuichi, who had donned his sports attire and come up to the stand, tattled, "This guy’s in great shape!"

Dubian Che messed up Kunii Shuichi’s hair, then quickly stepped down from the stand and walked to the gathering point.

"What’s he doing?" Kunii Shuichi quickly took out a small mirror to fix his hairstyle.

He was planning to look for Ichiki Aoi soon.

Xiaoquan Aonai and Akiko saw him pull a mirror out of his sports clothes and exchanged glances as if to say ’boys these days are all so different’, nodding at each other.

"Okay, we are about to start the first club confrontational entertainment match. We’ve invited the new student council president—Miyashita Nana. Madam President, hello."

"Hello, Tanaka."

"First of all, congratulations on becoming the new student council president. I have a question for you: do you have any plans to increase the club budgets?"

"Is now really the time to talk about this?"