A life of financial freedom

Today is sunny and the weather is getting better. With the warm breeze, it is a good day for the sports meeting.

Under the red flag, the students looked forward with a serious face. The principal in front of them was giving a speech, saying that friendship comes first and competition comes second.

Chu Fang was disdainful: "Hypocrisy! Everyone says that competition comes second, but who is going for second place?"

Zhong Tingyue finally couldn't resist Zhong Rou's request and came to visit her younger sister on the weekday. Of course, she also took Chu Fang to breathe fresh air and change the environment.

On the green field, Zhong Tingyue pushed Chu Fang and walked slowly. There were also many parents around who came to see their children compete.

"Hey, Lao Zhong, have you participated in the sports meet?" Chu Fang looked up at the pretty face. Under the sun, he could see the rosy face, full of collagen, just like a child. Without waiting for the other party to answer, he asked himself:

"Thinking back then, I was a top athlete, a top student in sports, the focus of the sports meet, and the honors I received were countless. I broke many school records and left a good reputation in the school..."

Zhong Tingyue pursed her red lips: "So you sprained your ankle while climbing a mountain?"

"..." Chu Fang was silent, and then his mouth was like a machine gun: "I sprained my ankle accidentally, which does not prove that I am weak. To put it bluntly, from my perspective at the time, even if a world athlete came, he would have sprained his ankle. Are you pestering me? If it weren't for you, would I have sprained my ankle? Do you have the nerve to do that?..."

Zhong Tingyue's flat attack instantly brought out Chu Fang's ultimate move.

With the principal's "start", the students dispersed, and a moment later, Zhong Rou and Wen Qing came over, wearing loose school uniforms, blue and white, with their hair tied high and swaying with their steps, exuding a youthful and lively atmosphere.

"Sister, brother-in-law." Zhong Rou shouted loudly.

Wen Qing also greeted softly.

Chu Fang asked: "What events did you sign up for?"

"One hundred meters sprint, three thousand meters long-distance run, and shot put." The sister-in-law counted on her fingers, "If the school didn't stipulate that one person can only sign up for three events, I really want to try all of them."

These three events were carefully selected by her. The one hundred meters represents explosive power, the three thousand meters represents endurance, and the shot put represents solid strength.

Zhong Rou was annoyed. Three events were too few. She wanted to try every event and every track to show off. If possible, she really wanted to compete with those boys and let those men know a saying:

Women are as good as men!

"Come on!" Chu Fang encouraged the sister-in-law.

Just as they were chatting, three men came in a row. They were all men. The men on the left and right were obviously younger brothers, and in the middle was a man of average appearance, with his hands in his pockets and a proud look on his face.

"Zhong Rou..."

The arrogant man started to speak, but was immediately interrupted by his sister-in-law: "Call me dad."

"..." The arrogance on the arrogant man's face disappeared, and he seriously corrected: "You are a woman, and girls can only be mothers."

"That won't work." Zhong Rou stiffened her neck, "Lu Qixing, you lost the bet with me, so you have to call me dad."

One of the younger brothers stepped forward and said: "Zhong Rou, don't go too far."

Another younger brother also said: "That's it..."

"Huh?" Zhong Rou snorted lightly, and a glance went over, and the two younger brothers instantly held their breath and shrank their necks.

The tragic experience was automatically recalled in their minds.

Once, the class held an arm wrestling competition, and Lu Qixing became the first among the boys. Just when he was feeling proud, Zhong Rou appeared, won the victory with a little effort, and became the "father" of all the boys in the class.

Then, all the boys in the class realized how powerful Zhong Rou was.

Zhong Rou played basketball with a group of boys. Although she was small, she dared to fight with the boys physically, and successfully knocked down those boys, dribbled past them, and beat all the boys to lose face.

In the eyes of all the boys, girls are always beautiful, weak, and well-behaved, but Zhong Rou's appearance broke the boys' stereotypes. As long as it was in the field of force, she mostly had an advantage.

Especially when the class had Taekwondo classes, she beat the boys with her "Zhong-style eight punches" and even dared to compete with the teacher in class.

From then on, Zhong Rou became a nightmare-level existence in the minds of all the boys in the class, and a "god" in the minds of the girls.

All the boys shouted in their hearts:

Which girl looks like her? !

"What is your goal for the sports meeting, you useless bunch? What if..."

Just as Zhong Rou started to mock, Zhong Tingyue beside her whispered: "Zhong Rou, be polite to your classmates."

Hearing this, Zhong Rou raised her lips and kept silent.

Lu Qixing looked atLooking at Zhong Tingyue, her eyebrows were raised high, her mouth was slightly open, and she was indescribably surprised.

What a beautiful girl...

Today, Zhong Tingyue wore a black long skirt with a brown jacket on the outside, which made her look tall. Her black and shiny hair was draped over her shoulders, fluttering in the wind. She had a sense of layering and was very refreshing. She exuded a woman's gentleness.

"Hey, wake up, you haven't seen a beautiful woman, right? This is my sister." Seeing that Lu Qixing was a little dazed, Zhong Rou kicked him, and then she heard that the women's 100-meter race was about to start. She dragged Lu Qixing away and said to Zhong Tingyue and the others: "Sister, brother-in-law, you have to cheer me up."

After the few people left, Chu Fang raised his neck and said with a smile; "Ms. Zhong, you are very charming. Even high school students like you."

Zhong Tingyue raised her eyebrows: "That's right."

The 100-meter race is the most tense and exciting track and field event, and there are many spectators around the track.

At this moment, at the starting point of the 100-meter track, many women were shouting loudly:

"Come on, Zhong Rou."

"Boss Zhong, you are the best, the pride of our class."

"You are as bright as the sun and as dazzling as the moon."

"..."

Listening to those cheers, Chu Fang wanted to laugh. How many people could become the soul of the class in less than half a year after entering school?

And there were many boys in the cheering team.

Chu Fang could only say: Awesome!

While doing leg stretches to warm up, Zhong Rou said to the competitor next to her: "Look at my popularity."

"You are so annoying."

The three boys of Lu Qixing gathered around the track. Two of them said that if Zhong Rou didn't get the first place, it would be a big loss, and they must take advantage of this to humiliate her. Lu Qixing was distracted, secretly looking at Zhong Tingyue with a blush on his face.

What a beautiful big sister...

I didn't expect that she was Zhong Rou's sister. You can't judge a person by his appearance.

How could such a gentle and beautiful sister have such an unreasonable sister... ...

As the referee's gun sounded, everyone felt a gust of wind passing by, and then saw Zhong Rou standing at the finish line. The physical education teacher looked at the time and announced that Zhong Rou had passed the preliminary round and broke the school's women's 100-meter record in one fell swoop, becoming the first person to break the record in this sports meeting.

Immediately, everyone swarmed her to the stage to receive the reward for breaking the record. After stepping down, Zhong Rou put her hands on her hips, showing her pride, and walked to Chu Fang: "Sister, brother-in-law, how are you, I didn't let you down."

Zhong Tingyue said: "Compared to before, your progress is not that great."

"Alas!" Zhong Rou sighed, "There is no way, my mother is not in the Magic City."

Chu Fang asked: "What does this have to do with your mother?"

Zhong Tingyue calmly replied: "My mother is not in the Magic City, no one chases her and beats her, so she doesn't run that fast."

Ah this... ..

There is also such a story... ...

Chu Fang couldn't help but feel a little less envious of Zhong Rou's success.