As Jiang Tong dashed across the red line, the race ended.
Two minutes and eighteen seconds.
She directly broke the historical record for the 800 meters among middle school students in Beijing.
"Xiao Tong, well done,"
"Sister Tong is awesome!"
"Jiang Tong, you're really incredible!"
"..."
Jiang Tong was surrounded by a crowd, her face flushed red due to the intense exercise she just completed, and a thin layer of sweat was on her forehead.
"Oh, it was okay, actually I didn't even use my full strength," she bragged, not forgetting to boast a bit.
The people around her immediately burst into laughter at her words.
Bao Nan stood on the opposite side of the track, looking at her, feeling a slight stir in his heart.
Born as a favored son of heaven.
Since childhood, those around him acted submissive or pretended to be weak.
The light that surrounded her was too dazzling.
He had never seen...
