Large amounts of lactic acid accumulating in the muscles, heart and lung functions pushed to their limits, brought unimaginable pain to the runners.

At this moment, continuing to run relied solely on the strand of willpower hanging in their minds.

But anyhow, this also meant that the crucial second leg of the race was about to begin.

Upon the stands, many had already left their seats, running towards the bottom to witness the competition from the closest distance.

"Their speeds are about the same, President Yan and President Owen are going to start running almost at the same time!"

"No, isn't it a bit embarrassing that Hua Zhaofeng and Jiang Yun are running at the same speed..."

"Isn't he the manager of the Track and Field Club?"

Sakuragi Hitomi clenched her skirt, Ye Shiyu also stood up, even Bai Yi, who was preparing for a performance, heard the rumors and ran out from the backstage.

Their gazes, all firmly fixed on Yan Huan and Owen at the starting line.

"Step...step...step..."

"Ha...ha...President...Take..."

"President...Oh...ha..."

As the footsteps and panting sounds gradually closed in, Yan Huan and Owen simultaneously turned their heads.

Immediately, they both sprinted forward and reached out to take the baton.

"Snap!"

The baton was almost simultaneously passed to the two young men.

"Owen, come on, I believe in you!"

"Yan Huan, come on ahh!!"

On the grassy area and the outer side of the track, as the crucial part of the race was about to start, the girls could no longer contain themselves.

Spencer and Yumiko almost in unison shouted at the boys.

The second leg no longer had a starting gun as a cue to commence the battle...

Thus, the crisp voices of these two girls replaced the starting gun, thoroughly igniting the fighting spirit in Yan Huan and Owen.

"Come on, Yan Huan, charge with me!!"

"!!"

The pupils of Owen and Yan Huan slightly contracted, their bodies slightly lifted, and they sped up fiercely along the tangents of the curve, like arrows from a bow.

"Whoosh!!"

"It's started, it's started!!"

"Not...this fast?!"

"So fast!"

Like stones skimming over water, wherever they went, the nearby stands erupted with huge waves of cheering like splashes of water.

Hands waving in the stands, the waves of shouts followed them as they sprinted into the first 100-meter curve.

"Come on! President! Come on! President!!"

"Come on! Owen! Come on! Owen!!"

Right outside the first curve, Bai Yi was preparing for her song backstage.

At this moment, she also heard the commotion outside, and she stopped preparing for the song, leaning against the door, gazing straight at Yan Huan.

Watching the two young men shoulder to shoulder charging into the curve, she pursed her lips and also shouted,

"Yan Huan, you...you have to push harder!!"

Hearing Bai Yi's call, Yan Huan was slightly stunned.

With a glance, seeing her eyes shimmering with starlight, he couldn't help but remember the dazzling way she was on stage that day.

That time, it was he who helped her get on stage, allowing her to fulfill her singing dream.

But, was he sincere then?

No.

He was even faking being a fan of hers, merely discovering she was oppressed by her mother, so he wore a mask and chose that strategy to handle the modifier.

Yet at this moment, why is she genuinely shouting and wishing him luck?

"Ha...ha..."

After sprinting past the first curve, now in the second lane, Owen could finally freely sprint.

Taking advantage of Yan Huan's brief moment of distraction, he gritted his teeth and fiercely accelerated, squeezing from the outer lane into the inner lane.

At the same time, his position shifted from side-by-side to ahead, overtaking Yan Huan.

"He overtook the President! President Owen sped up!"

"Sss, President Owen is known as the straight track superhero, huh? Will the distance get even wider?"

"..."

"Xiao Huan!"

At this moment, at the edge of the first straight track, the faint voice of Ye Shiyu was so clear, like a feather falling into Yan Huan's ears.

In Yan Huan's peripheral vision, Ye Shiyu had stood up and was watching him.

Nearby, Ye Lan also cupped her hands to her mouth, laughing and continuously calling out to him.

Ye Shiyu...

An outright terrifying Hypnosis Master, making him fear her indeed.

He couldn't help but recall that night at the station when he pretended to be a perfect younger brother, changing her mind, yet that was also when she started paying attention to him.

Back then, he did that, but afterwards, due to annoyance and fear, he did his best to keep as far away and avoid her as possible.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

"The President hasn't fallen behind; he's still close behind President Owen!

"The difference is closing, but it's almost the curve! It's not a good opportunity for overtaking now; you can only prepare for a burst...

"But, the final half is going to be tough!

"Come on, President!"

Beside the bend, Yahashiki operated the drone, closely following the two figures of Yan Huan and Owen, swift like two gusts of wind.

Surrounding the area, Yuanlina's commentary, clear and full of emotion, rendered the atmosphere of the race extraordinarily exhilarating.

"Huff...huff...huff..."

Seeing beside him the briefly cut bangs of Yahashiki, the radiant Yuanlina, the quietly smiling Ashley watching him from the stage...

Inside him, that vibrant and vigorous feeling, as if dressed in fresh clothes and on a spirited horse, leading Yahashiki running for student council president remained fervent.

"The final 100 meters! Come on! Now, it's all about the willpower!"

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