Chapter 17: The Ten Kilometer Finale of the Play

  A loud slap landed, and Sun Qifan felt a sudden burning pain on his right cheek, but he could only sigh helplessly at Jiang Yurou.

  Exerting his strength, he helped Jiang Yurou up and Sun Qifan raised his hand to gently rub the place where Jiang Yurou had hit him. He asked, "I'm saying, can you be a bit gentler with your benefactor next time? I've already saved you from danger three times!"

  "Three times?" Jiang Yurou said, looking a bit embarrassed but still pursing her lips and glancing sideways with an expression of complete denial.

  Sun Qifan also saw it and raised his hand, counting on his fingers to tell Jiang Yurou: "The first time was when I arrived here a week ago, you lost your military ID. The second time was that day too, a virtual battlefield scared you so much that you couldn't stand still. And the third time is now." As he spoke, Sun Qifan felt a toothache and moved his mouth slightly.

  After hearing Sun Qifan say that, Jiang Yurou was also furious and immediately pointed at Sun Qifan's nose bridge with her hand, scolding him: "You still have the nerve to say that, you ate my tofu twice and got away with it!" As she spoke, Jiang Yurou lifted her foot and kicked Sun Qifan's left calf hard.

  This kick, Sun Qifan didn't pay much attention to it and could only endure it stiffly. This time was even better, from head to toe, the two legs were in severe pain, making Sun Qifan feel extremely annoyed. At that moment, he shouted at Jiang Yurou: "Hey! With your figure, you don't have curves or bumps, even if I wanted to eat you, I wouldn't have an appetite!"

  "Hey! You're still talking!" With that, Jiang Yurou raised her foot again, ready to kick Sun Qifan.

  Once bitten, twice shy. Sun Qifan immediately dodged to one side and hummed softly, saying: "I've heard that if you can't make it to the assembly point before lunch, you'll be eliminated. What? Do you have the energy to mess with me here now?"

  Sun Qifan's words suddenly woke up Jiang Yurou, thinking that she had forgotten such an important thing.

  She raised her hand to look at the time, Jiang Yurou was even more frightened, staring wide-eyed and shouting at Sun Qifan again: "It's all your fault! I only have an hour left now."

  "How long do I still have to go?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Sun Qifan saw that Jiang Yurou was about to make a run for it. He immediately reached out and grabbed her, pulling her into his arms. With a sly smile, he said, "Since we still have so much time, why don't we take a break here? After all, I've already taken advantage of you, so you might as well just give in to me." As Jiang Yurou struggled to free herself, Sun Qifan added a bit more strength to his left arm, holding her even tighter.

  Jiang Yurou exerted herself to push away, but found that after catching her breath, she didn't have the slightest strength to struggle free from Sun Qifan's embrace.

  After struggling for a while, Jiang Yuru found that she couldn't break free from Sun Qifan's restraints, so she had to admit defeat and snuggle into his arms. She rolled her eyes and said: "What if I give in to you? Wouldn't I be eliminated then? Later on, I'd have to go to Beijing, while you stay with the South Sea Fleet. You can rest assured that we'll be separated by great distances?"

  Jiang Yurou's words suddenly took a sharp turn, trying to entangle herself in the conversation, Sun Qifan couldn't help but smile inwardly, thinking how could you possibly gain the upper hand over me, a psychological genius.

  Sun Qifan took a deep breath, let out a long sigh, and looked up at the blue sky with a serious expression. "What you said is true," he said. "When the time comes, how can we deal with the distance? The soldiers in the cultural troupe are all handsome and good-looking." As he spoke, Sun Qifan released his grip on Jiang Yurou's hand, took a step back, and looked her up and down before saying, "Yes, you're indeed a beauty who brings trouble. I'd better keep my distance from you."

  Sun Qifan smiled and saw Jiang Yurou raise her hand to hit him, so he quickly dodged and set off again towards the gathering place.

  This was the first time in Jiang Yurou's life that she had been teased by a boy like this, and she felt that if she didn't get revenge, it would be a betrayal of her own name. Thinking about it, Jiang Yurou pointed at Sun Qifan who was running far away and shouted loudly: "Sun Qifan, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will definitely peel your skin off!"

  Before her words had fallen, Jiang Yurou rushed towards Sun Qifan as if she hadn't lost any momentum at all.

  Sun Qifan turned his head to look, seeing Jiang Yuru rushing towards him with great momentum, also smiled knowingly, but did not immediately pick up the pace, only maintaining a distance from Jiang Yuru that was neither too close nor too far.

  They had been running for a while, and when Jiang Yurou looked somewhat tired, Sun Qifan stopped and turned around to ask with a smile: "How about it? Do you still want to hit me?"

  "You'd better not be so smug! If I, Jiang Yurou, don't catch you and give you a good thrashing today, then I'm not General Sun's daughter!"

  Upon hearing this, Sun Qifan was stunned for a moment. But after a while, he smiled and asked, "What? Are you going to take me to the military court?" As he spoke, Sun Qifan couldn't help but raise two middle fingers at Jiang Yurou, looking down on the panting lieutenant general with disdain.

  Seeing Sun Qifan despise himself, Jiang Yurou's heart became even more uncomfortable, and she immediately stood up and rushed towards Sun Qifan.

  Sun Qifan also quickly turned around and ran away. It seemed that Jiang Yurou had been stimulated, and this time she ran even faster than before, but Sun Qifan slightly increased his speed, still maintaining the distance between them that was neither too close nor too far.

  The two men ran and chased each other around several intersections before catching sight of the main force ahead.

  The distance between them and the main force was no longer too far, so Sun Qifan decided to stimulate Jiang Yurou again, trying to bring her directly into the team with one breath. Thinking of this, Sun Qifan turned his head back and shouted at Jiang Yurou: "Jiang Taiping, you have no talent, if it weren't for having a lieutenant general grandfather, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to join the cultural troupe, let alone find a young scholar as your husband!"

  "Sun Qifan, you just wait, I will tear you apart!"

  Watching Jiang Yurou puffed up her chest and rushed towards him, Sun Qifan also smiled and turned to rush towards the vanguard of the main force.

  When Jiang Yuru rushed past Zhuo Yi, Zhuo Yi was suddenly startled by Jiang Yuru's sudden appearance and her foot trembled, directly stepping on the brake. When Jiang Yuru followed Sun Qifan to the front of the queue, Zhuo Yi couldn't help but laugh at the unbelievable scene.

  She just laughed and thought it was the failure of other students, so she stood up, holding her submachine gun at the sky and fired another burst, shouting: "Get running, haven't you eaten yet? There's still one kilometer left, whoever can't make it in ten minutes will have to pack their bags and leave!"

  Zhuo Yi's angry roar scared everyone into a frantic sprint, their minds fixed on only one goal: to stay behind and absolutely not be eliminated at the very beginning. It was a kind of shame, and this feeling was even more pronounced in Lu Tao's heart, seeing that even Jiang Yu Ruo, who had been lagging behind, had already rushed ahead of him, he too immediately took off.

  With a burst of energy, Lu Tao quickly rushed past Sun Qifan. Unknowingly, his discontent was too obvious, and when he rushed past Sun Qifan, he bumped into him.

  If it wasn't for Sun Qifan quickly stopping him, he would have lost his balance and fallen onto the railing on one side.

  But she stopped right there, and was immediately caught by Jiang Yuru, who held her tightly and wouldn't let go no matter how hard she struggled. Jiang Yuru looked at Sun Qifan, who had been caught, and smiled while panting heavily: "How's that? I've caught you, now get ready..."

  Sun Qifan had never been so rudely surpassed, almost stumbling. At this moment, he listened to Jiang Yurou's words, but his eyes were only glaring at Lu Tao in front of him. Before Jiang Yurou finished speaking, he turned around and kissed her small mouth.

  This was Jiang Yurou's first kiss, that kind of electrifying feeling instantly penetrated Jiang Yurou's entire body, leaving Jiang Yurou at a loss, her mind suddenly going blank, and she also immediately let go of Sun Qifan's hand.

  Sun Qifan didn't want to be delayed by Jiang Yurou, nor did he care if it was Jiang Yurou's first kiss. He didn't even think of it as a kiss. In his heart, this was just the best and fastest way to get rid of Jiang Yurou. He just wanted to rush out and surpass this ignorant and rude guy!

  As soon as Sun Qifan had run far away, the others slowly ran past her side, Jiang Yurou finally came back to herself and gently touched her thin lips with her hand, but tears slid down from the corners of her eyes instantly.

  "Sun! Qi! Fan! I'm going to kill you!"

  With a loud roar, Jiang Yurou chased after Sun Qifan, who had already run so fast that he was almost out of sight. At this moment, she seemed to have forgotten all her fatigue and only thought about seeing Sun Qifan in an instant, determined to tear him apart.

  At this moment, Sun Qifan's eyes only had Lu Tao by his side. He didn't want to be like Lu Tao, nor did he want to be accidentally bumped into by Lu Tao again. So he kept a distance of one meter from Lu Tao and drove alongside him. The finish line was right in front of them, and Sun Fan was already waiting for everyone at the dock of the military port. Seeing the distance of less than 200 meters, Lu Tao and Sun Qifan rushed out at the same time.

  No one thought of letting anyone go, Lu Tao kept glancing at Sun Qifan with a slanted eye, and Sun Qifan also occasionally glanced at Lu Tao.

  For each other, they were the first to meet someone who could rival themselves. As for Lu Tao, he never wanted to be a loser, he couldn't bear to be a loser, this was his grandfather's teachings that had never stopped for 23 years: "A soldier cannot admit defeat!"

  As Jiang Yuru passed between the two, she was the first to reach the finish line. However, Sun Qifan and Lu Tao simultaneously stopped in front of the finish line. At this moment, Jiang Yuru didn't care if she was the first to arrive at the finish line. Her eyes were filled with anger, her mind only had the scene of her first kiss being stolen, and her right hand lifted without hesitation, heavily slapping Sun Qifan's face. This time, she didn't say a word, she just clenched her fist tightly, calmly staring at Sun Qifan.