Chapter 223 Actually She Can Take More Responsibilities
The next day, Qiao Jinling learned that Song Yishan's "good method" was so perverted.
"Isn't it? Song Yishan, you want me to run to school while you ride a bicycle next to me. Isn't it too cruel?"
Qiao Jinling was carrying a schoolbag with an angry look on his face, while Song Yishan looked relaxed and was about to ride a bicycle.
"This is the only way to help you run a marathon. Your physical fitness is too poor. If you don't exercise, you won't be able to run the whole marathon. So I am helping you. Don't worry, I won't ride very fast."
Song Yishan suddenly approached, and Qiao Jinling had no time to dodge. The two were facing each other. Qiao Jinling could clearly see Song Yishan's eyelashes, flickering, and underneath were clean and clear eyes, like two black and bright gems.
"I...I know, I'll run away."
Qiao Jinling turned her face to one side, and her earlobes were slightly flushed, pink to white, uncontrollably spreading to her neck.
"come on!"
Song Yishan didn't seem to notice the change in Qiao Jinling, and still shouted to her to cheer her up.
Not long after running, Qiao Jinling felt that she didn't have enough breath, and her throat felt like it was being pinched. She wanted to take a big breath, but found that she couldn't take in more oxygen.
"Close your mouth, breathe through your nose, keep the rhythm of your breathing, and pay attention to the strength of your thighs."
Song Yishan was riding a bicycle on the side, guiding Qiao Jinling's running.
"I...I...I can't survive...my legs don't work anymore!"
Qiao Jinling's legs were sore and swollen, as if they had been filled with lead. It was very difficult to run a few more steps. The soreness in her calves was unbearable for her.
"No! Keep running and pay attention to adjusting your breathing. You can slow down, but you can't stop. Once you stop, it will be difficult to run again."
Song Yishan did ideological work for Qiao Jinling. Every time Qiao Jinling wanted to stop and give up completely, she could hear Song Yishan cheering her on.
"Keep on holding on! Hold on on and we'll be at school soon."
Song Yishan's words echoed in her ears, and his voice seemed to be filled with magic, penetrating Qiao Jinling's heart. With his words, Qiao Jinling had more strength.
Qiao Jinling gritted her teeth. She didn't believe it. She had already run down the difficult road. Should she give up in front of a long-distance race?
She was unwilling to do so.
A force in her body was aroused. She had always thought about doing nothing in the past and did not want to work too hard. At this moment, she suddenly figured it out!
God gave her such a precious chance of rebirth to make her cherish the world even more and to enable her to do more things instead of being stuck in her own family, muddle along and be a rich second generation.
Even if God would take away the chance of rebirth the next day, she could still choose to work hard today.
Others' efforts start from scratch, but as long as she pays a little attention, others can jump to places that others can't reach.
God gave her such a good time, so she should give back more.
For example, some responsibilities to this society.
Next, Qiao Jinling didn't complain, she gritted her teeth and ran forward. Her move shocked even Song Yishan who was cheering her on.
Why does this girl suddenly look like a different person?
The eyes are different.
Song Yishan speeded up her bicycle ride, trying to catch up with Qiao Jinling. She faced the light, and after passing the most difficult stretch, her legs became lighter and faster, and she couldn't stop even if she wanted to.
Qiao Jinling felt more relaxed than ever before, and her legs seemed to be alive, carrying her forward.
"Crunch."
Song Yishan stopped his bicycle, stood in front of Qiao Jinling, and said excitedly: "Qiao Jinling, you did it, you ran down."
"I really...did it."
Qiao Jinling stared at Song Yishan with bright eyes, and said slowly and forcefully: "I will run further in the future. Will you always ride a bicycle and be by my side?"
"I can."
Song Yishan nodded, extremely solemnly, and continued: "You should run a little more, otherwise there will be too much lactic acid accumulated in the calf, which will cause pain."
"Um!"
Every morning after that, Qiao Jinling ran, while Song Yishan rode a bicycle. Qiao Jinling ran better and better, her body was in rhythm and moving according to her heart. For the first time, Qiao Jinling felt that running was so beautiful.
She didn't have to think about anything, just listen to the wind blowing slowly in her ears, and the control over her body made her feel free.
By the time the sports meeting started, Qiao Jinling was already a little impatient.
She doesn't care about her ranking, she just wants to be able to run the whole distance and enjoy the happiness brought by exercise.
She didn't know this, it was Song Yishan who taught him.
In the marathon, Qiao Jinling unexpectedly won first place. She didn't even expect it. She just ran forward and lapped the last place several times.
"Qiao Jinling, you are so amazing. You told me before that you weren't very good at running, but just now everyone in the audience was looking at you."
Su Luoluo ran to the finish line, panting, and patted Qiao Jinling on the shoulder.
Is this the legendary story where everyone met to run together, but you secretly came in first place?
Qiao Jinling saw Song Yishan standing in a corner of the playground from a distance, preparing for the men's 4×100 meter relay race.
He was tall and tall, with a sports headband on his head and a red and white sportswear. His appearance attracted the attention of all the girls in the room.
He is like a star, shining brightly wherever he goes, and no one can help but want to take a look at him.
Not only because he is good-looking and handsome, but also because of the temperament he exudes. Even if he is about to compete, he can still be calm and calm, as if it is just an ordinary run and nothing important.
From Song Yishan, Qiao Jinling understood that the word "calm" could be so vivid.
But when he really entered the game, Qiao Jinling could clearly feel that he was like a taut bowstring, ready to go, his eyes were as sharp as a leopard's, and his body was ready to leave the string.
"Song Yishan! Come on!"
The girls were all cheering for him, and the other players on the field rolled their eyes in anger. As long as Song Yishan was around, the other boys would become mere foils.
This is also the reason why many boys are unwilling to sign up for the 4×100m relay.
As long as Song Yishan is around, it is simply impossible to get more attention from girls.
Qiao Jinling shouted loudly at first, but her voice was lost in the huge sound, and even she could not distinguish it. But Song Yishan looked in her direction, as if he could hear her shouting.
Song Yishan nodded and got ready for the starting position. He was the first and wanted to buy more time for the students behind him.
"Bang!"
The starting gun sounded.
Song Yishan flew past, and the scene was filled with thunder. A boy on the track next door followed Song Yishan closely.
"Ahhhhhhh..."
There was a sudden sound of panic at the scene. Qiao Jinling took a closer look and saw that Song Yishan and the boy next to him fell to the ground.
Song Yishan hugged his knees, curled up into a ball, and lay on the playground, feeling miserable.