Chapter 85: Some People Have Babies Faster Than This

Ignoring whether the PE teacher was speaking in front of the class, Gong Ran spoke to the girl beside her in a voice that sounded as if she wished the whole world would hear, excitement and pride brimming in her tone, “My brother said he’s coming to watch me in class.”

Whenever Gong Lu appeared, everyone’s attention would once again focus on her. She relished it, basking in being the center of attention and the subject of everyone’s conversation.

Her words were so loud that the PE teacher coughed awkwardly, but didn’t dare to reprimand her.

The students from Class 1 didn’t react, but four from Class 19—Ye Wuqi, Yan Baba, Lei Xingxing, and Qin Zhaoyu—booed the PE teacher loudly.

It was obvious they were booing because the teacher was afraid of confrontation.

The PE teacher’s embarrassment only grew.

Ye Luo stood between Qian Xiaoxing and Ye Wuqi, her face expressionless, as if she hadn’t heard Gong Ran’s words at all.

But in truth, she had heard everything; she simply paid it no mind.

She hadn’t cared about Gong Lu before, and she didn’t intend to start caring now, even though he had currently restricted her freedom, forcing her to stay in his villa for the time being.

The PE teacher coughed again, then, pretending not to hear the booing, announced, “As usual, start with two laps around the track to warm up.”

He glanced at Qian Xiaoxing as he spoke.

Qian Xiaoxing, frail and small, stepped out of the line and stood to the side.

Seeing this, the PE teacher raised his whistle and gave a sharp blow. The next moment, he shouted with full authority, “Everyone, right turn! Run!”

The group began running.

But no one ran particularly fast.

Ye Luo was the second shortest among the students from Class 19 present today. The shortest, Qian Xiaoxing, was already standing aside, so the five-foot-seven Ye Luo was now the shortest among those running, positioned at the front.

And so, she ran at the head of the pack.

Ye Wuqi emerged from behind, running alongside her, and asked, “Luo, can you keep up? If you can, let’s pick up the pace and finish early. What’s the point of dragging it out? It’s not like someone’s giving birth—it’s way too slow.”

Yan Baba ran up on her other side, winking playfully. “Honestly, even childbirth happens faster than this.”

Ye Luo, who had deliberately slowed down to accommodate them, worried they might not keep up: “…”

Qin Zhaoyu took two large strides, joining Ye Wuqi’s other side, and impatiently suggested, “Wuqi, maybe we shouldn’t worry about Luo. She’s way too slow!”

Ye Wuqi immediately flared up. “Do you believe I’ll smack you right here? When has anyone in Class 19 ever been abandoned?!”

Ye Luo’s heart trembled.

Lei Xingxing ran up beside Qin Zhaoyu, fiercely admonishing him, “Zhaoyu, how could you say that? Are you even part of our class?”

Yan Baba’s rebuke was even more direct: “You’re just embarrassing us!”

Even Qin Zhaowen couldn’t help but chide his younger brother, “Luo is part of our class now. Zhaoyu, don’t lose your head and forget everything the moment you get upset.”

Qin Zhaoyu realized he’d said something wrong, his head drooped like a child caught misbehaving, and he muttered quietly, “I’m sorry… I just thought we were running too slow, nothing else…”

Hearing this, Ye Luo finally spoke, her face still devoid of expression but her tone unusually earnest, “It’s my fault. I’m running too slowly. I’ll pick up the pace.”

In the past, she only wished to stay beside her ancestors, never considering integrating into the class. But in this moment, she found herself wanting to be a part of it.

Ye Wuqi, hearing her promise to run faster, immediately relaxed and was even delighted. “You really can run faster? That’s great! Let’s speed up, then. That way, Zhaoyu won’t get impatient and make more mistakes to rile us up.”