novelslam Chapter 89 Hello Uncle Lin!
Chapter 89 Hello Uncle Lin!
When Sun Pangzi saw Su Peixue staring at Lin Ran with a dazed look, he thought to himself, "How did Brother Ran manage to get the aloof Su Peixue like this?"
Wang Haochen sat in his seat, his expression frozen. Yao Ziwen turned around in the crowd and saw him, his voice coming through the cheers.
"Wang Haochen, what did you just say? Amateur? Unprofessional? Who came in first place?"
Li Yifan also turned his head. "Why don't you go up and run if you're so professional?" a classmate asked. "Class monitor, why do you look unhappy? Our Lu University got first place, and you seem very frustrated?" Several people around turned their gaze to Wang Haochen.
Wang Haochen smirked. "I'm happy. Of course I'm happy." He scoffed inwardly. There were still 800 meters to go, then 100 meters, then a relay race. Even if you were an ironman, you couldn't handle four races a day.
Ye Shixuan sat in the stands of Anhui University.
Watching Lin Ran cross the finish line and become the focus of everyone's attention, I couldn't quite describe the feeling in my heart.
This guy had been pursuing me for three years!
Now it seems that he is countless times more outstanding than I imagined!
Gao Tianxiang stood up and took off his jacket, revealing a sports vest underneath.
"Shixuan, I'm going to win first place in the 800 meters and dedicate it to you."
He was secretly delighted. Lin Ran had just finished the 10,000 meters, and his stamina must be completely depleted. The 800 meters was a test of explosive power and speed endurance, and he was full of energy, so he could take advantage of the situation. Once Lin Ran was overtaken in the 800 meters, he would be the center of attention.
Gong Yu sat further back, staring blankly at Gao Tianxiang's retreating figure. That day, Ye Shixuan said she was going for a run at the gym, but when he came out of the karaoke bar, he saw her getting out of Gao Tianxiang's Audi…
When Lin Ran returned to the Lu University formation, several girls handed him towels and water. He took a bottle of water, unscrewed it, took a sip, and then took the gold medal off his neck and hung it around Su Peixue's neck.
Many girls immediately envied Su Peixue.
The girl looked up, her face flushed with a faint cherry blossom color.
"Ran-gege is so awesome!"
Su Peixue looked down at the gold medal, then looked up at him. Her gaze then fell on his wrist, on a light pink hair tie with a small strawberry pendant.
Su Peixue pouted.
"Whose?"
Lin Ran glanced down at his wrist. Just now, under the locust tree by the back gate, when Chen Leyao was rummaging through her clothes in her bag, a hair tie had fallen out from a hidden compartment. He bent down to pick it up, casually put it on his wrist, and forgot to return it to her.
"I'll return it to Chen Leyao."
Su Peixue responded with an "oh," but the last syllable lingered for a beat.
Lin Ran crossed the sidewalk next to the track and walked towards the USTC stands. Hu Zhangpeng was sitting in the front row, his elbows propped on his knees, his head hanging down.
Running 10,000 meters and getting second place is usually a good result, but just now I boasted to Chen Leyao that I would definitely get first place, and I even lost to my love rival!
He was now embarrassed. Several of his brothers surrounded him, but no one said a word.
Someone tugged at Hu Zhangpeng's sleeve.
"Brother Peng, Lin Ran from Lu University is here."
Hu Zhangpeng looked up. Lin Ran was walking towards him, the gold medal around his neck gone, a hair tie now on his wrist. A surge of inexplicable resentment welled up inside him. Winning first place wasn't enough; he had to come over and show off in front of him? Did he even want to flirt with Chen Leyao right in front of him?
Hu Zhangpeng's brothers all stood up. Some put their hands in their pockets, while others stared at Lin Ran with unfriendly eyes.
Lin Ran walked up to Chen Leyao and took the hair tie off her wrist. "Niece, you lost your hair tie. I brought it to you."
Hu Zhangpeng's expression froze for a second. He looked at Lin Ran, then at Chen Leyao, and then at the hair tie in Lin Ran's hand.
"Lin, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to take advantage of Le Yao like this?" Hu Zhangpeng said, frowning.
Chen Leyao took the hair tie from Lin Ran, smoothed it with her fingers, and re-tied it into her hair.
"Thank you, Uncle."
Hu Zhangpeng's mouth gaped open; he was completely stunned.
What the hell?
Le Yao, what are you doing? Someone is taking advantage of you, and you're actually calling him "uncle"?
Could he really be Uncle Le Yao?
Although they are the same age, this is not unusual. Sometimes it is normal for elders to be younger than younger people.
The brothers behind him exchanged glances, and Hu Zhangpeng pointed at Lin Ran.
"Are you Leyao's uncle?"
"Is that not allowed?"
The frustration, resentment, and dejection on Hu Zhangpeng's face evaporated completely in that one second.
"Great, absolutely great!" He stood up, wiped his hands on his sweatpants, and reached out to shake Lin Ran's hand.
"Hello, Uncle! I'm Hu Zhangpeng, Le Yao's classmate!" Then he turned around and waved to his brothers, "Call him Uncle!"
The boys exchanged bewildered glances. "Should we shout too?"
Chen Leyao rolled her eyes at Hu Zhangpeng.
Lin Ran naturally wouldn't accept this cheap nephew.
As he turned to walk back, Hu Zhangpeng called out from behind, "Uncle, take care."
The sound was loud, and several students from the University of Science and Technology of China looked over.
He overheard Hu Zhangpeng saying to Chen Leyao from behind, "Leyao, why didn't you say Lin Ran was your uncle sooner? I didn't even prepare a gift for our first meeting!"
Lin Ran shook his head speechlessly. What kind of nephew was this? He put his hands in his pockets and quickened his pace. The 800-meter check-in was about to begin.
When Lin Ran stepped back onto the track, a buzz of discussion erupted in the stands.
"Isn't that Lin Ran, who just finished running 10,000 meters?"
"He ran 800 meters again? An Ironman?"
"You'd be sick of running 10,000 meters, how can you possibly keep going?"
"Holy crap, did Luda University hire a special forces soldier to attend their school this year?"
Lin Ran stood on the third track, jumped twice in place, rotated her ankles, and her breathing became steady. Since finishing the 10,000 meters, she had received an award, delivered a hair tie to the University of Science and Technology of China, and drunk some water after returning. Her heart rate had long since returned.
Just as the competition was about to begin, Lin Ran suddenly remembered that the competition certificate and the gold medal were hanging around Su Peixue's neck.
Just as I was about to go to the stand to pick it up, I saw Gao Tianxiang standing on the fourth track next to me, doing high knee warm-up exercises.
Gao Tianxiang tilted his head to look at Lin Ran and sneered:
"I've already won over Shixuan, whom you chased for three years without success, haha."
He didn't actually win over Ye Shixuan.
We went out to eat three times and held hands once, but it was only for less than ten seconds while crossing the street before I let go.
Ye Shih-hsuan told him, "We're still in the stage of getting to know each other," and he told his brothers, "That's about it."
Now standing at the starting line, he wanted to use those words to provoke Lin Ran. Having just finished running 10,000 meters, his body, coupled with the stimulation to his mind, would definitely lose its rhythm, and if the rhythm was lost, he would be finished in the 800 meters.
"Lin Ran!"
A voice came from the side of the track.
Su Peixue ran over from the Luda group, holding a competition certificate in her hand, her little leather shoes clicking on the ochre track.
He stopped in front of Lin Ran, slightly out of breath, and stuffed the competition certificate into his hand.
"Go, Ran-gege!"