ATPN Chapter 67

Chapter 67 Physical Examination

Song Baiyan wiped the sweat from his face, sat on the sidelines to rest, took a few sips of water from a bottle in his hand, and watched others play basketball.

His gaze shifted and he saw Yu Zhanrong running on the track. The wide shirt fluttered in the wind, the front clinging tightly to his chest, and a large bulge jutted out in the back. He hadn’t been running for long, but he was already drenched in sweat.

Song Baiyan frowned. How could he be so thin? It wasn’t that he didn’t know Yu Zhanrong was slender, but with his clothes clinging to his body like that, his bones were too prominent.

Was this a physical test?

Yu Zhanrong was at the back of the group. Judging by his condition, even if he managed to finish the 1000 meters, he’d be completely drained. Song Baiyan stared at the track, his brow furrowing tighter.

Yu Zhanrong, who had already run one and a half laps, no longer cared whether Song Baiyan was there or not. He only felt that his legs were filled with lead, too heavy to lift. His arms didn’t obey him either, just swinging mechanically.

One more lap, come on!

Yu Zhanrong cheered himself on, breathing with his mouth open, his throat so dry that even swallowing felt like a tearing sensation, and his chest felt like it was about to explode.

Damn it, why was this track so long? It never seemed to end, and the finish line seemed so far away.

Yu Zhanrong tried to keep his eyes open, but they were dry and blurry.

He really couldn’t go on.

Why did physical tests like this exist in the world? It was like a trial to overcome.

His steps became heavier and heavier, as if he were stepping into a quagmire, the more he struggled, the deeper he sank.

Forget it, he really couldn’t run anymore. If he failed, he failed.

“Yu Zhanrong!”

Just as he was about to give up, a voice that seemed to come from the depths of his soul rang out, and Yu Zhanrong trembled.

Song Baiyan?

Was he starting to hallucinate?

Yu Zhanrong mustered all his strength and looked towards the finish line. In the blur, he saw a familiar figure standing there with open arms, waiting.

How could Song Baiyan be waiting for him at the finish line? It was impossible. He was probably close to passing out, which was why he was hallucinating.

“Yu Zhanrong!”

This time, Yu Zhanrong heard it clearly. In an instant, his nose tingled, and tears welled up in his eyes, sliding out from the corners of his eyes in the wind.

Damn it, who cries during a 1000-meter physical test? So embarrassing.

But it was Song Baiyan.

The person who gave him courage.

The person he had set as his goal since the second year of high school and had been working towards.

A surge of strength suddenly rose from the soles of his feet, and he ran towards his goal.

Song Baiyan frowned, staring at the figure running towards him with white lips, sweat dripping down his face, and closed eyes.

His eyes could see nothing else, only Yu Zhanrong’s completely trusting look.

It was as if he was the one person Yu Zhanrong could blindly rely on. A piece of Song Baiyan’s heart crumbled, feeling a tingling, sour, and swollen sensation.

The moment he steadily caught Yu Zhanrong, Song Baiyan felt as if his entire chest was filled to the brim, without a single gap.

“Senior brother… water…” Yu Zhanrong hung all his weight on Song Baiyan, he had no strength left.

Song Baiyan wanted to support him and walk a few steps, but Yu Zhanrong grabbed his shoulders with both hands, unable to exert any strength, and uncontrollably slid downwards.

Yu Zhanrong couldn’t stand at all, so Song Baiyan simply wrapped his arm around his waist and led him off the track.

“Wait a little longer, rest for a while first.”

Yu Zhanrong was about to die of grievance. He was in this state, and Song Baiyan wouldn’t even let him drink water. This was abuse! But he had no strength to argue.

Song Baiyan observed Yu Zhanrong’s condition, gave him a little water, and told him to hold it in his mouth for a while before slowly swallowing it.

Yu Zhanrong wasn’t listening at this point. He was like a person who had run thousands of miles in the desert, instinctively swallowing desperately when he saw water.

Song Baiyan pulled the water bottle away, and Yu Zhanrong followed, glaring at Song Baiyan accusingly, like a child who couldn’t get candy.

“Drinking too fast is bad for your body, I’ll let you drink in a bit.” Yu Zhanrong’s expression was too aggrieved, and Song Baiyan softened unconsciously.

When the color of Yu Zhanrong’s lips gradually turned pink, Song Baiyan gave him the water.

Yu Zhanrong, whose mind was gradually clearing, belatedly realized that he was being held in Song Baiyan’s arms. The two were almost pressed together, and the hand on his waist was tightly holding him.

He had never been hugged like this by a boy, especially not Song Baiyan, and the atmosphere couldn’t help but become ambiguous.

Song Baiyan’s gentleness wrapped around Yu Zhanrong like a gentle and meticulous breeze. He didn’t even dare to look up.

His heart was pounding, no different than when he was running.

Song Baiyan felt the stiffness of the person in his arms. Estimating that Yu Zhanrong had recovered almost enough, he let go.

“Your physical fitness is too weak, you need to exercise more in the future.” Song Baiyan glanced behind Yu Zhanrong and reached out to pat the top of his head. “Go on, your friend is waiting for you.”

Yu Zhanrong subconsciously followed Song Baiyan’s gaze. It was Yang You.

Yang You was standing with his arms crossed, looking at him and Song Baiyan in their direction with interest. Apart from the students in their class preparing for the next round of physical tests, everyone else was looking this way.

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

Oh no, this seemed to be a big deal.

Yang You’s eyes were blazing.

He could already imagine how lively the campus forum would be today.

Today’s events stunned countless people. Unless you saw it with your own eyes, who would believe that the flower on high peak had descended to earth?

The always cold and self-possessed Song Baiyan was actually hugging a beautiful junior in public and feeding him water? Gently coaxing him?

Oh my.

This world is too exciting!

Watching Yu Zhanrong return to his class’s group and seeing him surrounded by his classmates, Song Baiyan chuckled softly.

Inevitably, Song Baiyan was also surrounded after returning to his group.

Prepared for this, Song Baiyan stood tall and upright, letting them size him up.

It was too rare, to be able to see this scene in their lifetime.

Sure enough, everyone is equal in the face of love. A person like Song Baiyan, falling in love, was no different from ordinary people. He immediately became more down-to-earth.

The physical education teacher couldn’t help but joke, “Song Baiyan, little boyfriend?”

Everyone had seen Song Baiyan coaxing someone, although they were far away and couldn’t hear what he was saying, the atmosphere between them was too ambiguous. Anyone could see the pink bubbles.

Moreover, Song Baiyan was usually too serious, and this was a rare opportunity to tease him, so they naturally wouldn’t let it go.

Faced with everyone’s teasing, Song Baiyan rubbed his fingertips, squinted his eyes at the setting sun, shook his head, and said, “Not yet.”

Song Baiyan’s conversation with the physical education teacher was being listened to intently by everyone. From Song Baiyan’s words, they understood that he was planning to pursue him.

This could be considered a century-level news event at Hua University. Everyone was so excited, frequently looking towards the other side of the track.

The person who could gain Song Baiyan’s favor must be extraordinary. Moreover, judging from Song Baiyan’s performance, he seemed to cherish him very much.

Everyone had a deep respect for Song Baiyan’s future little boyfriend.

“Oh oh, so there’s someone our President Song hasn’t caught up to yet?”

“Who is this deity? Looks very attractive.”

“He is indeed a deity. Let me introduce, Yu Meiren of the freshman Broadcasting and Hosting major, understand?” Someone recognized the person Song Baiyan had just hugged.

“Damn, it’s him!”

“Brother Song, awesome!”

“As expected, handsome guys are with handsome guys.”

“Looking at it this way, it was premeditated. I remember Brother Song was a teaching assistant for their department, wasn’t he? Could it be that he took a fancy to him back then?”

“This Yu Meiren looks quite innocent, Song Brother is cunning.”

Song Baiyan glanced at the people who were jokingly trash talking and warned in a low voice, “Don’t spread rumors, or you’ll scare him away…”

He didn’t deny it.

Everyone was shocked and quickly expressed their loyalty: “Understood, understood, not saying a word.”

If he really got scared away, none of them could escape. Song Baiyan’s martial arts skills were almost on par with his looks.

They could gossip, but they couldn’t mess around.

The physical education teacher hit the nail on the head, immediately striking Song Baiyan’s sore spot: “This little… uh, future little boyfriend of yours, has terrible physical fitness, ah? You have to take good care of him and get him to exercise.”

Song Baiyan nodded, his brows tightly locked. This was also what he was worried about. Yu Zhanrong’s bones were so prominent that it hurt to hold him, and his face turned as white as a ghost after running 1000 meters.

His physical fitness was too poor, he was picky about food, didn’t exercise, felt unwell at the slightest breeze, was prone to illness, and had a bad stomach. Counting it all up, this kid was really hard to take care of.

Song Baiyan was worried for the first time about how to make this kid healthier.

But this matter couldn’t be rushed now. He had another thing he needed to confirm.

He just received a notice that the little anchor was going to stream on Friday.