Soon after, the teacher announced something important.
The annual autumn sports meet was now open for registration.
With the sports committee member hospitalized due to health issues, the task of organizing the events fell to the class president, Zhan Yuxi.
As the class's beloved president, Zhan Yuxi had a strong ability to rally support.
In no time, the sign-up sheet had names for almost every event, except for the last event, the boys' long-distance 5000-meter run, which still had no participants.
Zhan Yuxi found herself in a dilemma.
In previous years, the long-distance running event in her class was always handled by the sports committee member, who was, conveniently, the only student in the class with an athletic specialty.
But this time, with the sports committee member out sick and hospitalized, not only was he unable to stop others from signing him up, but he also couldn't participate in the competition himself.
As the class president, Zhan Yuxi naturally hoped their class could achieve a decent ranking.
But now, the question was—who else could fill the spot?
Even during lunch, Zhan Yuxi was still preoccupied with this problem, her mind elsewhere.
Originally, Fang Jinglin had planned to strike up a conversation with her about the piece of cake from this morning.
However, seeing her troubled expression, he decided against it and instead asked, “What's up with our darling Tangtang today?"
"Who's gotten on your nerves this time?"
As he spoke, he glanced over at Meng Chenzhou, who was sitting across from them, silently asking with his eyes what was going on.
After all, wasn't Meng Chenzhou in the same class as Tangtang?
How could he let Zhan Yuxi end up this annoyed?
Zhan Yuxi looked up and noticed Fang Jinglin glaring at Meng Chenzhou, as if blaming him. She quickly explained, "It's not Chenzhou."
I'm organizing the sign-ups for the sports meet, but there's still one male event that doesn't have a suitable candidate.
Meng Chenzhou glanced down at her plate-she had barely touched her food because of this.
After a moment, he turned to her and said, "I'll sign up."
"What?"
Zhan Yuxi froze for a second, staring in surprise at her tall, lean friend, who didn't exactly seem like the athletic type.
"You're signing up without even asking what event is left?"