Peerless Martial Expert in the City
Chapter 593 - 589: Keep Going

Chapter 593: Chapter 589: Keep Going

The students at Z University are famously known for their strong personalities.

During a lecture by a leader of a major Western corporation at Z University, some inappropriate topics were brought up, and the students didn’t hesitate to throw banana peels at the podium.

As for those so-called renowned scholars who came to give lectures at Z University, there is a countless number of incidents where they were booed off, driven away in anger, or frightened off by the students.

Fortunately, it seems the leaders were aware of the students’ temperaments and some were intimidated, scarcely daring to speak too long. As soon as they sensed a shift in the atmosphere, they quickly wrapped up their speeches and hurriedly, as per tradition, announced that the athlete representatives and the referees should come forward to speak.

According to the long-standing tradition of Z University’s sports events, the judging work for the entire sports meeting is the responsibility of the Sports Institute, with the head of the institute serving as the head referee.

After the head referee finished his oath, the moment the athlete representative took the stage, the atmosphere in the arena skyrocketed even higher than when Mr. Shen had spoken, igniting a boiling excitement throughout the crowd.

Xiao Yi, who had his eyes narrowed after Mr. Shen’s speech, suddenly opened them wide in surprise when he felt the shift in the atmosphere.

What’s going on?

Why are they so excited?

While Xiao Yi was puzzled, Fatty Tang next to him had already excitedly grabbed his hand and blurted out, "Boss, Li Zheng Yi is about to enter the field!"

"Li Zheng Yi? What do you mean?"

Xiao Yi, seeing Fatty Tang’s excited expression, became even more confused. What did Li Zheng Yi’s appearance have to do with him that made Fatty Tang so excited?

"Boss, don’t tell me you don’t know who Li Zheng Yi is?"

Fatty Tang’s eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Xiao Yi. After confirming that Xiao Yi’s expression was genuinely uninformed rather than feigned, Fatty Tang couldn’t help but roll his eyes in exasperation and said, "Boss, you really lack common sense, you don’t follow the news at all, you really lack patriotism."

"..."

Seeing Fatty Tang’s exaggerated expression, Xiao Yi felt speechless. How would he have time to follow all that random gossip? And since when did not knowing this Li Zheng Yi mean he lacked patriotism?

Is not recognizing this Li Zheng Yi really that significant?

"Boss, let me enlighten you. Li Zheng Yi is a graduate of our school, and he’s currently playing basketball in White Tiger Country."

Fatty Tang gave Xiao Yi a disdainful look and then began to boastfully and spittingly educate Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi nodded, not bothering to mind Fatty Tang’s tone and look. He usually had little knowledge or contact with gossip about sports and entertainment.

"My God, unbelievable, that’s Li Zheng Yi! Last season, he created a miracle over there, turning the tide in the final moments of three crucial games, scoring over twenty points, and grabbing seventeen rebounds in each! Even in the land of basketball titans, White Tiger Country, he’s a prominent figure. And now he’s about to play at Z University? The entire arena will be his dominion, won’t it? Who else could possibly compete with him?"

"..."

The more Fatty Tang talked, the more enthusiastic he became, practically turning into a fanatic by the end, as though he would kneel and worship this Li Zheng Yi if he were a woman.

Watching Fatty Tang’s obsessive, starry-eyed look, Xiao Yi felt a wave of disgust and goosebumps, inevitably stepping back a bit to maintain a safe distance from him.

Meanwhile, his heart couldn’t help but be filled with curiosity as he turned his gaze toward the podium.

Just as he looked up, a young man who appeared to be around one meter ninety-five in height and wearing a tracksuit, with a sunny, vibrant smile on his face, walked onto the stage. After bowing to the leaders on stage, he turned his head back to face the students below, raised his hand, and waved.

This gesture immediately resulted in a wave of screams from below, particularly from the girls, who seemed to go crazy. In such a setting, with school leaders present, one could faintly hear the chants of "Li Zhengyi, I love you."

So this was Li Zhengyi.

Watching the young man on stage, and feeling Fatty Tang beside him, who at some point had turned his attention to the stage and was excitedly shouting, Xiao Yi couldn’t help but reveal a wry smile and shake his head.

He had to admit, the young man indeed had charm—a bright, handsome fellow. But Xiao Yi still couldn’t understand their craziness.

He’s just a basketball player, right? Was there really a need for such excitement?

The noise continued for a while until the young man on stage waved his hands, signaling everyone to quiet down. The scene finally calmed, and the young man, following the formal procedure, put away his smile, walked to the microphone, raised his hand, took out the piece of paper, and began to read the athlete’s oath with a solemn expression.

After the athletes’ oath, with Mr. Shen’s declaration that the sports event was now open, the curtain was officially raised for this sports event.

Xiao Yi’s events were all track and field, including a 4x400 relay, a 5000-meter, a 10000-meter race, high jump, and long jump.

The day before, Xiao Yi had received the schedule and knew that his main events for today were high jump and long jump. After the opening ceremony, he headed straight for the high jump area of the track and field venue.

When the event dispersed, it was almost like madness, with people rushing to get Li Zhengyi’s autograph and a photo. Fatty Tang had initially wanted to join the surge but then wisely gave up the idea and stayed with Xiao Yi, preparing to cheer him on.

For Xiao Yi, he didn’t care about the cheering; he never believed that having someone shouting slogans by his side could improve his performance in the competition.

But since Fatty Tang decided to follow, he couldn’t be bothered to say anything, especially knowing that Fatty Tang had chosen wisely to stay by his side after giving up on getting Li Zhengyi’s autograph. Xiao Yi became even less ceremonious, tossing all his stuff like a coat and other miscellaneous items at him.

Just as Xiao Yi was about to reach the high jump area, his gaze suddenly landed on a beautiful, tall, and slender figure ahead.

It must be said, some women are naturally beautiful. There’s a saying that "Clothes make the man, and gold the Buddha," implying that most people rely on their attire to enhance their charm. But there are those who do the opposite, making the clothes they wear beautiful and adding charm because of their presence.

Zhao Yuhua was undoubtedly such a person. She never seemed to deliberately dress up, her attire always simple. Yet whatever she wore always looked beautiful!

This time, Zhao Yuhua was dressed in a simple long-sleeved tracksuit. The color and style were nothing special, but on her, it looked so natural, so harmonious, beautiful, and moving, as if it was custom-made for her to showcase her limitless charm.

Almost all the male students around who saw Zhao Yuhua had their eyes widen in an instant.

Isn’t that Zhao Yuhua?

After a brief moment of astonishment, Xiao Yi quickly came back to his senses. Looking at Zhao Yuhua’s tall figure and her somewhat aloof walk toward the front, a difficult-to-describe feeling emerged in Xiao Yi’s heart.

Perhaps feeling Xiao Yi’s gaze, Zhao Yuhua, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped. She turned her head and looked at Xiao Yi with furrowed brows. Upon seeing that it was Xiao Yi, she appeared slightly surprised, her expression faintly freezing, and then she nodded at Xiao Yi, giving a slight acknowledgment.

"Good luck!"

Xiao Yi hadn’t expected Zhao Yuhua to suddenly stop and turn around. He felt a hint of embarrassment on his face, like the awkwardness of being caught spying. But it was only for an instant. His expression quickly returned to normal, and seeing Zhao Yuhua nodding at him, he also showed a knowing smile, softly uttering two words. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets at Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)