After running to the last lap of 1500 meters, Qian Linya felt that his mind was almost shaken.

The part between the forehead, which is flush with the temple, hurts like a tight spell.

The headache caused the muscles on his face to hurt, and his steps slowed down slightly, but he still maintained the first place and was thrown far away from the second place.

I had already run over 100 meters just now, and 1,500 meters was a more painful event. When I ran 100 meters just now, Qian Linya didn't use all his strength and just got a passing score.

Originally, he wanted to gang up in the same way as 1500 meters, but when he was in the long-distance running event, he took advantage of his physical strength and ran normally. He became the first place as he ran.

The girls came out of the gymnasium and started warming up next to the playground. Qian Linya passed by there, and a girl put her palm on her mouth and shouted at him:

"Chijun, come on!"

There was a burst of laughter from behind, and then, girls began to shout the same words one after another.

His face was more exhausted than excitement, and he still maintained his original rhythm and passed by them.

"Sheng, Qianjun, come on!" Kikuchi Mari cheered quietly on the side of the track.

At this moment, a white figure behind him suddenly accelerated and ran to the front.

The boy was wearing a professional sportswear different from other students, and a white strap was tied to his head. Qian Linya didn't see his appearance clearly, but only saw that the shoes on his feet seemed to be limited edition models of a certain brand, and the appearance showed that they were valuable.

"Misikun! Come on! Mitsuikun! Come on!"

Not far away, three or two girls jumped up like cheerleading, jumping and shouting.

The boy ran to the front and was probably too exhausted, and his pace slowed down, and he narrowed his distance with Qian Linya again.

I wanted to continue running at my own pace, but when I approached the boy, he looked back at him, smiled on his lips, then he stepped on his feet and threw away Qian Linya a piece.

The three or two girls on the sidelines who were shouting "Come on", suddenly screamed, as if the player who supported him had won the championship.

The boy called "Manyi" turned his side face, showed all his white teeth, made a "charming" smile, raised his legs exaggeratedly, and passed the girls with a powerful way of running.

“…”

Obviously, he was slowing down just now, provoking Qian Linya.

Having said that, this guy occupies the sports test track, isn't anyone taking care of it?

In the gymnasium, a slender figure suddenly appeared, her long white hair was tied up in a bun, and her legs were tight and tight.

I had a severe headache, but Qian Linya still adjusted his breathing frequency and accelerated his pace.

"Hiss-huh, hiss-huh..."

Cool gas pours in from the nose and then pours out between the lips and teeth. The frequency of legs intertwining is significantly increased, the speed of the pores of the drainage ditches on the lawn becomes faster, and the distance of the runway becomes shorter.

"Hiss—huh, hiss—huh—"

His breath was steady and unchanged. He passed the back of the boy in front and ran to a position side by side with him.

The boy who was called "Mijing" suddenly turned ugly, his arm swung faster, trying to surpass Qian Linya again, but his improper speed shift wasted more energy.

The parallel positions between them only lasted for a few seconds, and then Mitsui was quickly surpassed, and could only look at Qian Linya's back.

Qian Linya ran ahead, and more and more people left behind Mitsui, and was still at ease.

"Drip--" The physical education teacher blew a short whistle. After Qian Linya passed, he wrote two strokes into the record book and muttered, "The grades are very good, the grades are very good!"

Mitsui, who ran across the finish line later, moved his arms, glared at him fiercely, and then went to the lawn to stretch.

"Who is that person?" Qian Linya walked to the shade next to the runway and sat down, and asked Takahashi and Nakajima next to him.

"Taoya Mitsui from Class 3." Takahashi said with a subtle expression on his face, "Tsk, what awesome thing? Qianjun has run to the last lap. He didn't even surpass Qianjun in the first lap, and he looked so arrogant."

"Is it very good, this person?" Qian Linya asked indifferently.

Hiroshi Nakajima next to him came over and said seriously: "What did you think of the surname Mitsui when you mention Mitsui?"

Qian Linya replenished water and was stunned when he saw Nakajima's expression.

"Misitsui Group? No?"

"That's it." Hiroshi Nakajima nodded, "I heard that his father is a banker."

"Suzuomo Mitsui Bank?"

"Who knows?"

Speaking of Mitsui Group, it was once one of the four major Japanese consortiums.

Mitsui, Mitsubishi, Sumitomo, Yasuda, these four consortiums controlled all aspects of Japan before their defeat. The one who spent 10 billion yuan to buy the Inaba Yoshimo's tea bowl was the Iwasaki family who controlled Mitsubishi.

After Japan's defeat, the four major consortiums gradually became six monopoly consortiums, and the Mitsui Group was still among them.

The six major consortiums today control a large number of companies and are monopoly chaebols sitting on the lifeline of Japan's economy.

"It's not the direct descendant of the Mitsui family, right?" Qian Linya felt a little unacceptable.

Not all the Mitsui surnames belong to Mitsui. There is also a Mitsui Shou who only wants to play basketball in "Slam Dunk".

"Chengjun, you have to be careful. That guy has a weird temper. Maybe he has already held a grudge against you now." Hiroshi Nakajima said.

Qian Linya knew that this was a kind reminder from his classmates, and put his hand on Nakajima's shoulder and patted him: "Thank you."

While speaking, a dark-skinned man ran over and asked in a thick voice: "Is it classmate Qian? I am the minister of the track and field club. Do you want to join the track and field club?"

"No, I already have a club." Qian Linya answered quickly.

"Do you really want it? Your physical fitness is enough to reach the national award ranking!"

“I have no interest in track and field.”

The Minister of Track and Field Affairs shook his head and left with great regret.

"drop--"

The coach's whistle sounded, and then Qian Linya saw a girl bounced wildly on her chest running over.

Yuji Takahashi stood up excitedly, waved his arms and raised his fists: "Qiang... Come on, come on!"

Because of shyness, he couldn't call out Kiyomizu's name, Takahashi sat back with a frustration.

However, Qian Linya clearly saw that the lost track and field minister just now had a bigger light in front of him, and he ran to the finish line to squat in clear water and went there in an instant.

Seeing that Qingshui had already pulled down the second place half a circle, he couldn't help asking, "Does this guy have no weakness?"

"What?"

"I said, Shimizu, doesn't she have anything to do with?"

Another boy named Ishikawa came over and joined the conversation: "Excellent grades, versatile sports, and no need to mention the appearance. Shimizu Sana is a beautiful girl with no blind spots in all aspects."

"Sports, intelligence, charm... Isn't this a person who is perfect in all aspects only available in anime? In fact, she is an artificial human being created, right?" Qian Linya felt deeply fouled.

Hiroshi Nakajima looked at him with concern: "Student Chi, are you talking about yourself?"

"Hmm?" Qian Linya thought for a while. He was handsome, smart and physically versatile. He was also cheating.

"It seems to be. That's fine."

"Qianjun is about the same, but his grades are not as good as Shimizu."

"How is her grades?" Qian Linya turned around and asked.

"Last time, she got the second place in the school. By the way, Qianjun didn't take the exam that time and was the last place in the school."

Qian Linya's mouth twitched.

While bearing all the expenses of the family, supporting his sister while studying, he really doesn't have the confidence to be second in the school in the next exam than the last exam.

He couldn't help but wonder deeply at this moment, could this Miss Qingshui Shuna also have a tea ceremony master system?

"Look!"

A boy called out, attracting everyone's attention. The boys looked up at the other side of the runway, and saw Takuya Mitsui with a white headband tied up, running onto the runway again, catching up with Shimizu, who was running 1,000 meters.

He deliberately made the running speed level with Qingshui, as if he was still saying something to her, but Qingshui had no expression on his face and did not speak to him.

"What is that guy doing!"

Yuji Takahashi was really angry. The people from Class 3 came to harass the goddess of Class 1, but were on the track. In the eyes of the boys in Class 1, this action was like an open provocation to all the boys in the class.

The other students were also very angry. They felt particularly sad when they saw Takuya Mitsui smiling brightly and talking to Shimizu in a familiar way.

Qian Linya stood up and looked over to the physical education teacher, and found that the teachers were indifferent.

"No one said that this guy occupied the runway so much, and the school has fallen." Qian Linya whispered.

But they can't be blamed entirely. After all, this involves the Mitsui family like a monster. Not to mention the teacher, even the principal cannot afford to offend him.

Qingshui had already run a circle again in an instant, and ran from the other end of the playground to this end. Mitsui also followed him here. He was still gestured to Qingshui with both hands and ground, and intermittent sounds came here:

"Thirty million yen...it only takes a little time...and not to mention... it's not?"

I have to say that Takuya Mitsui is good at physical strength. While speaking, he can maintain this speed and keep up with Qingshui, who is running slowly for a whole circle.

Qian Linya narrowed his eyes and looked at Qingshui, who was known as the Oppean star. The main reason was that it was too hindering, otherwise he believed that with her running method, she could kill the crappy Mitsui for a whole circle.

However, whether it is lucky or physically good, that's the end. Mitsui may have been too excited during the speech, tilted his body and waved his hand to grab Qingshui.

In order to avoid him, Qingshui took two steps back, and her feet just stepped on the pore position of the drainage channel, and her body suddenly lost its balance.
To be continued...