Chapter 111: Mistakes and Overtaking

Taking the phone back from Lin Yang, there were unread messages from two directions.

"Boss, one customer service specialist is in position."

"Boss, two more customers placed orders just now."

The little girl seemed a bit overly cautious, reporting everything regardless of size. Shen Yan replied: "You can handle these small matters as you see fit; I believe you can do it well."

Fang Xiang: "Okay Boss, I definitely won't let you down."

At this moment, Wu Yue'er sat down beside Shen Yan with a plop and leaned in to ask: "Shen Yan, I see your shop has several more positive reviews; did customers place orders?"

Smelling the faint fragrance on her, Shen Yan steadied his mind and gave a soft 'mm'. Wu Yue'er asked again, how is your shop at crown level, have you sold products before?

Shen Yan was slightly stunned and gave another 'mm', not offering much explanation. Wu Yue'er looked at him deeply.

It is understood that to reach the one-star crown level, one needs at least ten thousand sales orders. It seems this guy is quite capable of running an online shop.

Seeing the two of them whispering intimately made Lin Yang feel somewhat uncomfortable. He leaned forward, fawning, and said: "Yue'er, why don't you reply when I message you? Are you still angry?"

Wu Yue'er's face stiffened, and she said: "I have no reason to be angry with you. I'm usually quite busy, and I hardly reply to messages from ordinary people."

Once these words were out, Lin Yang's face looked like sand blown by the wind—distorted and awkward, his brows filled with gloom and frustration.

The three words "ordinary people" were like a heavy hammer, striking his heart fiercely.

Back when they first met in the dormitory, he and Wu Yue'er had the best relationship, teaming up for games and studying gameplay together.

He had always thought their relationship was extraordinary; even if it didn't compare to a boyfriend and girlfriend, it far exceeded the friendship between ordinary friends. He just didn't know where things had gone wrong; Wu Yue'er's attitude toward him had gone from bad to worse, causing them to drift apart.

Now, she was even preparing to clear the air.

Was he really that annoying?

Lin Yang gave a bitter smile, like an eggplant hit by frost, and returned to his seat, wilted and silent.

Shen Yan looked at Wu Yue'er in surprise and asked if the two of them had a conflict. Wu Yue'er sighed and said: "I originally thought he would give up after persisting for a while, but I didn't expect him to be so stubborn, like a piece of chewing gum—I can't shake him off. I don't want to keep being entangled like this."

Shen Yan thought this was also fine. Severe illnesses require strong medicine; abandoning Wu Yue'er, there is still a vast forest outside, why hang oneself on one tree?

Seeing that Shen Yan didn't care, Wu Yue'er let out a soft sigh. In fact, the reason she had been holding back was entirely for Shen Yan's sake. Shen Yan and Lin Yang were roommates after all, seeing each other every day; if things got too ugly, it would affect her relationship with Shen Yan, which would be a loss that outweighed the gain.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the mixed 4x100 meter relay race was held as scheduled.

Shen Yan's team was in the first lane, the innermost track. Considering all factors, the Law School coaching staff arranged for the fastest male student to run the first leg, another female student for the second leg, Wu Yue'er for the third leg, and Shen Yan for the final leg to sprint with all his might.

In the spectator stands, everyone was watching the field with excitement and tension. The referee's command was heard: "On your marks! Get set!"

"Bang!"

The lead runners of the eight lanes instantly turned into streaks of light and dashed out like flying. In fact, the Law School's first two legs were not very strong, mainly focusing on stability—not seeking merit, but avoiding mistakes. The power would start from the third leg, so the opening situation was not optimistic.

Being in the innermost lane meant it was easiest to achieve a curve overtake, so the starting point was a distance behind the other lanes.

Under normal circumstances, with two 100-meter track champions, the Law School could be said to have this relay race in the bag. However, an accident happened.

During the handover between the first and second legs, a major mistake occurred, and the baton dropped to the ground. By the time the second-leg girl picked it up and gave chase, they had already been left behind by a large distance.

On the viewing platform, Yu Youwei watched with a heavy heart, clutching her hem tightly, and muttered: "A mistake at a critical moment; she's going to ruin it for everyone else."

Luo Qiqi shook her head, no longer holding any hope. Chen Shanni was also watching with a heavy heart and said: "They should still be able to catch up; Yue'er and Shen Yan are the men's and women's 100-meter track champions."

"Let's hope so!"

Yu Youwei stood up and cleared her throat. The spirit of the sports meet lies in participation; regardless of the results, enjoying the process is what matters most.

She began to shout the slogans.

"Law School!"

"Go!"

"Law School!"

"Go!"

The deafening shouts swept across the playground like a mountain torrent or a tsunami. Other colleges were not to be outdone and also shouted at the top of their lungs to cheer for the athletes on the field.

"Economic College!"

"Go!"

"Mechanical Engineering College!"

"Go!"

Before long, Wu Yue'er successfully received the baton. Facing such a predicament, she did not give up easily but put all her strength into the chase. Her two braids swayed wildly in the wind, and she was closing in on the position in front step by step.

Overtaking on a curve was her specialty.

When Wu Yue'er handed the baton to Shen Yan, she took a quick look, and her heart immediately went cold. They were five body lengths behind the first place; even if Shen Yan exploded with all his might, he probably wouldn't be able to turn the tide.

Shen Yan, however, had a mindset as steady as an old dog. It was just one credit; if he couldn't get it, so be it. But without trying, how would he know if he could do it?

Thus, Shen Yan kicked off hard, his whole body like an arrow released from a bow, instantly rushing out. His speed was so fast that it kicked up dust on the track, and the entire audience's eyes instantly focused on him.

"My god! Why does it feel like Brother Rice Noodle is even faster?"

"Look, Brother Rice Noodle passed another one, he's in second place now."

"There's still a third of the distance to the finish line, so exciting! So tense!"

"Go, Brother Rice Noodle!"

"Go, Shen Yan!"

"Go, Law School!"

Amidst the massive cheers of the audience, Shen Yan chased closely step by step, getting closer and closer, until the moment he neared the finish line, he overtook the first place with a subtle advantage and was the first to cross the finish line.

"Yay!" Yu Youwei jumped three feet high, hugged Chen Shanni, and said excitedly: "Shanni, did you see that? Pi Yan successfully overtook them and took first place!"

"I saw it, our Law School is in first place."

Chen Shanni's eyes were filled with brilliance; she knew that man would definitely be able to do it.

Luo Qiqi's eyeballs almost popped out. He could overtake with such a huge gap?

Did you take drugs, damn it!

And just at the moment the referee announced the results, Wu Yue'er arrived at the finish line tardily, and immediately threw herself into Shen Yan's arms with a leap.