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"Summer festival is a limited summer event held by Star Network every year. The content includes a food festival for thousands of people, a mecha show, an awards ceremony for new anchors, and a fireworks display."

The staff of Xingwang explained it this way.

"We will invite the most potential anchors to participate in this grand event, and broadcast the whole process in real time on the Star Network," she said, "For the anchors, this is also a very good stage to show their talents and promote themselves."

Xiang Shen thought about his talent.

...Swallow it?

"I'm going," he said, since he had nothing to do recently anyway, "Is there anything I need to prepare?"

"Our theme this year is Pirate Paradise. According to the requirements, the anchor's dress and performance must have pirate elements."

"pirate?"

The classic image of Captain Jack immediately appeared in Xiang Shen's mind. He thought that cosplay is easy to do, but if it is a performance, how can he get involved with pirates?

"I'm the anchor of the food court." After turning off the optical brain, he smiled wryly.

"Returning pirates... Do I want to perform a live pirate ship on the spot?"

He sighed, stood up from the shade of the tree, stared at the playground in the distance in a daze.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon, the afternoon sun is dazzling, a group of freshmen from the mecha department are practicing driving mechas on the lawn, basically all of them are flying crookedly and inappropriately, the graduates next to them are probably out of show With a technical mentality, he intentionally manipulated the mecha to jump up and down around them to play tricks.

There are also some who are still using mechas to flirt with girls.

And His Royal Highness...

—He is having physical education class.

In this class, they attracted all kinds of vicious physical tests, 2000 meters for humans and 5000 meters for alien species.

When he heard this number, Xiang Shen subconsciously shook his body—I still remember the dead dog after running 2000 meters back then, and 5000 meters... I'm afraid I will die?

However, as a dragon prince who exercises regularly, Ying Sheng's basic physical fitness is much better than that of Xiang Shen. Just looking at the indifferent appearance of the middle-aged and middle-aged young people in the crowd, one can tell that this man must be confident.

Xiang Shen didn't need to run, but he slipped to the side of His Royal Highness and secretly asked him, "Your Highness, do you want me to run with you?"

Ying Sheng was bending over to do preparatory activities. Hearing this, he glanced at him in astonishment: "Can you persevere?"

Xiang Shen patted his chest fearlessly: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will run as long as you run, and I swear here that I will definitely accompany you to finish the run!...You run yours, I run mine, understand?"

Ying Sheng: "..." He just said it.

In fact, it's no wonder that Ying Sheng didn't believe it. In front of him, Xiang Shen has always been able to sit and never stand, and can lie and never sit. Even if he has a soft belly, he can regain his slenderness with just a pat. It can be said that it is a dream physique where you want to be thinner.

The only shortcoming was that she couldn't change her abdominal muscles. For this reason, she sighed for a long time.

A whistle sounded, and the students to be tested lined up.

Ying Sheng stood in the innermost circle, and the others were separated from him by a full runway, even so, they were still pushing each other and refusing to approach.

Ying Sheng glanced at them coldly, and the girls trembled in fright.

Xiang Shen blinked, stepped forward with a whoosh, and stood beside him, blocking the sight of both parties.

The physical education teacher said with a straight face, "You, get out, don't occupy the track!"

"……Oh."

Xiang Shen had no choice but to stand on the lawn, imitating Ying Sheng's posture, ready to start running.

"Prepare - run!"

Ying Sheng took the lead, and rushed out without hesitation the moment the starting gun fired!

"Damn it," Xiang Shen started running late, and could only stare at his back, dumbfounded, "Where is this posture for running 5000 meters? It's obviously a 50-meter sprint!"

The boy hummed and started jogging. He did all the calculations. A lap of 400 meters is 5000 and a half laps of 12 meters. It takes His Royal Highness the time to run 5000, can't he jog 1000 meters by himself?

Just kidding, he was the one who won No.4 in the school sports marathon!

Although a total of seven people signed up, two abandoned the race, and one was sprained halfway...but it was still No.4.

Xiang Shen observed Ying Sheng's position while recalling the turbulent past.

...what about people?

A gust of wind passed by, and someone patted his shoulder hard.

Xiang Shen raised his head subconsciously, only to find that Ying Sheng had once again left him behind.

Look at yourself again, I just ran 50 meters.

Xiang Shen: "..."

Brother Xiang just doesn't like sports, it's not that you're not good at it, forget about it.

He was stubborn in his heart, but he had to be convinced. Ying Sheng's physical strength is really good. In the middle of the run, most of them began to pant and their faces flushed. Many people were already tired and felt like their souls were about to ascend to heaven. Prince His Highness still maintained his position far ahead, his face was only slightly flushed, and his breath was still very steady.

The graduating students majoring in mechs had enough of flirting with the new students, so they started to hook up and watch them run.

These veterans, as soon as they saw a beautiful girl out of breath, they performed a 360-degree Thomas maneuver for her on the spot, with a super high-decibel broadcast to cheer her up.

"Come on, girl! Go for it! Hold on!"

Although there were also boys, but the volume of cheering was not as high as that of the girls, and it was a bit weak and perfunctory.

"There are still four laps, it's too useless... Cough, come on-girl, come on! There are still seven laps, and we will reach the finish line soon!"

Xiang Shen: "..."

Brother, your double standards are a bit too obvious.

But no matter whether they were enthusiastic or perfunctory, whenever the No.1 Ying Sheng ran past, they kept silent.

The playground was full of people, but no one was willing to cheer for him.

Ying Sheng just ran his own pace without saying a word.

Sweat drenched his shirt, and the black hair on his forehead was beaded with sweat, which dripped onto the track as he ran, and was stepped over by his foot.

His breathing became heavier, but his eyes became brighter.

Two laps to go.

A little distracted, Ying Sheng noticed that he hadn't seen Xiang Chen for several minutes.

He must have slipped somewhere to rest, he thought.

At this moment, over the playground, a passionate sports march suddenly sounded!

Everyone was taken aback, the mech dancer stopped dancing, the physical education teacher who maintained order froze, and even several students who were running almost fainted.

"Ahem, cough, can you hear me? Can you hear me?" Xiang Shen, who was squatting under the rostrum, cleared his throat into the microphone, "Good afternoon everyone! Now, I will broadcast the 5000-meter physical test of the ink painting major for you in real time. In this sunny afternoon, let us cheer for our beautiful youth!"

Then, he himself clapped his hands on the radio first.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and clapped their hands hesitantly.

Xiang Shen Yiyang hesitated and said: "Look everyone! That girl who is currently at the end of the team with twin ponytails, although she started late, overtook the car on a curve and chased after her bravely! Isn't this spirit of coming from behind deserves our applause? Everyone applaud!"

The students on the playground thought it was true, and the girl had a round face and was a bit cute, so they all gave her warm applause.

The girl's cheeks were flushed with excitement, and she passed the three people in front of her in one breath.

Xiang Shen made persistent efforts and said, "Look everyone! The last student, even though his superhuman weight prevented him from running fast, he has not given up until now! Isn't this kind of perseverance worthy of our respect for him? Do you want to clap once? Everyone clap!"

When everyone thought about it, they started clapping again.

The two hundred catties overweight classmate's eyes were bloodshot with excitement, and he successfully increased his speed from 100 meters per minute to 120 meters per minute.

Ying Sheng: "..."

Xiang Shen, what exactly do you want to do?

He didn't know, but the 5000 meters was coming to an end, and the finish line was close in front of him, so he didn't care about others, and began to sprint without distraction.

Suddenly, Xiang Shen suddenly raised his voice, and the loud broadcast sounded over the playground:

"No.1 is about to appear! Congratulations in advance to our Crown Prince, student Ying Sheng! Since the start of the race, he has taken the lead, and he has thrown off the main force by several hundred meters. Students, what is this? This is forging ahead, this is Fighting to be the first! Let us applaud this spirit of climbing the peak! Applause warmly!"

classmates:"……"

The students have been fooled and limped.

In addition, Xiang Shen's voice was so contagious that they didn't realize it for a while, and subconsciously began to applaud Ying Sheng.

"Clap clap clap clap..."

There was thunderous applause.

It was not the first time for Ying Sheng to take the first place, but it was the first time in his life that he was surrounded by such warm applause before he crossed the finish line.

On the radio, there was a fool shouting: "Your Highness, come on! Go to the duck—"

His heart was beating heavily, and Ying Sheng was panting violently, licking off the sweat from his lips, looking at the finish line that was close at hand, and smiling.

When did this fool realize that what he cared about was never other people's opinions.

Maybe there used to be expectations, but not now.

As long as that person is still waving the flag for himself, then he will always be the number one!

"beep--"

As soon as the whistle sounded, the physical education teacher raised his hand and announced loudly: "Yingsheng, No.1!"

Xiang Shen immediately turned off the radio, wiped out all the evidence, quietly slipped to the side of the sweaty young man who was bending over his knees, and asked, "Your Highness, do you want a towel?"

Ying Sheng panted, staring at him without blinking.

Xiang Shen: "...Your Highness?"

Under his call, Ying Sheng finally realized, took the towel, and wiped his face.

He was drenched all over, and his thin sweatshirt was now completely attached to his body. Because he thought it was too hot, he lifted up half of it and fanned it, causing a few girls who sneaked over to look at him to turn their heads back suddenly, looking at this posture , the neck was almost twisted.

Xiang Shen didn't quite understand, maybe because Zulongxing's girls were not too unrestrained?

If it were on the earth, those wolves and tigers would definitely have their eyeballs sticking to their abdominal muscles.

And even if he is a boy, he still likes to look good.

He glanced at Ying Sheng's thin waist with admiration mixed with envy. The figure of His Royal Highness is really full of hormones and full of masculinity...

Smelling and smelling, Xiang Shen felt something was wrong.

It is said that temperature will speed up the movement of molecules. If Ying Sheng usually looks like a small cake exuding a faint fragrance to him, then now, His Royal Highness, who has undergone vigorous activities, is like a hot roast chicken. It is still the supreme delicacy that is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside!

Well, I really want to lick...

The young man gulped down a mouthful of saliva, exhausted all his self-control, and took two steps back.

Ying Sheng had recovered by now. Seeing this, he frowned and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Xiang Shen took a deep breath and said seriously:

"I'm avoiding the path of crime myself."

Although he is already a pervert on the biological level, he must not become a pervert in the psychological sense!

Ying Sheng: "..."

At this moment, he deeply felt that his future path was a bit difficult.

The author has something to say: Congratulations, His Royal Highness is enlightened.