"Hey, hey, Bingxuan, have you signed up for the sports meeting?" An Yilin came over early in the morning and asked.

"No." Zuo Bingxuan shook her head.

"Then why is your name on the bulletin board?" An Yilin asked.

"Take me to see it." Zuo Bingxuan felt vaguely that something was wrong.

"Oh." An Yilin pulled her and ran to the bulletin board.

Zuo Bingxuan clearly saw her name appearing first under the 2,500-meter column.

"What's going on?" Zuo Bingxuan was a little angry.

"Isn't someone else signing up for you?" An Yilin also felt strange.

"Could it be who it is?" Xia Yuanqing also arrived at this time.

"I don't know." An Yilin spread her hands.

"Isn't it you?" Xia Yuanqing asked her.

"Of course it's not me. How could I take it upon myself to sign up for Bingxuan?" An Yilin quickly explained the relationship clearly, "Don't you all think it's me?"

"No." Xia Yuanqing shook her head. (Moxing: Humph, it's weird if there isn't. You went to Bingxuan's place to make a fuss yesterday. Of course everyone would think it was you. Yilin: I'm so pitiful.

False accusation! Mo Xing: Oh, stop crying, be good...)

"I'm going to cancel." Zuo Bingxuan frowned.

"But Bingxuan, once you sign up, you can't cancel it." An Yilin said softly.

A flock of crows flew overhead, why am I so unlucky! Zuo Bingxuan complained sadly, but had no choice but to accept her fate.

The day of the sports meeting soon arrived.

"Bingxuan, have you brought your things?" An Yilin asked in surprise when she saw her hands were empty.

"I brought it here. It's in the locker room." Bingxuan said calmly.

"Oh." An Yilin nodded slightly.

"Let's go in." The three of them walked into the playground.

At 8:30, the principal stood on the rostrum (well, it seems a bit too exaggerated.) Facing the dark crowd, he spoke: "Students, the 25th Sports Meet of Nanmucheng College officially opens."

As soon as he finished speaking, the principal ran away without knowing where he was.

"Bingxuan, are you going to change clothes now? Your game will be at nine o'clock." Xia Yuanqing reminded.

"Wait a minute." Zuo Bingxuan's tone didn't sound like she was very concerned.

At 8:50, she slowly came to the dressing room. After changing clothes, she discovered that her shoes were missing.

"Yuan Qing, did you bring any sneakers?" Zuo Bingxuan asked.

"I didn't bring it with me, what's wrong?" Xia Yuanqing asked with concern.

"Nothing, the sneakers are missing." His tone was calm.

"Ah! What should I do?" An Yilin was a little anxious.

"Just wear these." Zuo Bingxuan said nonchalantly.

"No, you can only wear sports shoes during the competition." An Yilin was extremely anxious.

"Then let's go settle." Zuo Bingxuan didn't seem to be in a hurry yet.

"You said it was easy. Where can I borrow it? There are only three minutes left." An Yilin said with a sad face.

"Don't worry, there will always be a way." Xia Yuanqing comforted her and said. (Moxing: Bingxuan is not in a hurry, why are you so anxious? Xia Yuanqing and Yilin: We are her best friends, of course we have to take her place.

She is worried.)

Just at the last minute, a girl walked in.

"Hey! Senior sister, why are you still here?" the first-year student asked curiously

"Can you lend us your sneakers?" Xia Yuanqing asked hopefully.

"Okay." The girl readily took out her shoes and handed them to them.

"Thank you." Xia Yuanqing thanked her, then pulled Bingxuan and ran out quickly.

Just when Bingxuan arrived at the spot, the referee's gunshot rang out.

Bingxuan immediately rushed forward like an arrow from a string, quickly leaving the other players behind.

The girl ran slowly, and then threw something on the ground when no one was paying attention. No one saw her movements clearly, and everyone was cheering for the athletes. (Note: A lap of the playground is 500 meters long.)

Bingxuan did not feel any difficulty in running the first two laps, but in the third lap, her foot suddenly tripped on a stone, but she did not fall. Then she felt a slight pain under her foot, as if she had been stabbed.

It looked like a cut. She didn't care at first, but when she ran the fourth lap, the pain in her feet became more and more severe, and she seemed to be able to see blood stains on the ground.

It looks like she was cut. Who could be the murderer? But she has no time to think about this problem now. The question at hand is: hold on or quit midway? Two thoughts swirled in her mind.

After persisting for a while, she decided to continue running. The short distance of 500 meters took less than a minute, but it seemed so long in her eyes. The severe pain in her feet was constantly tormenting her, and her sweat

Her vision was blurred, and she could only rely on her intuition to take hard steps, then sprint to the finish line.

It finally arrived, and she felt relieved, but in the end the pain was unbearable and she fainted.

"Bingxuan!"

"Bingxuan!"

Xia Yuanqing and An Yilin screamed and ran over. But a faster figure ran in front of them and helped Bingxuan who was about to fall to the ground (actually, he hugged her, hehe!)

"Zuo Bingxuan!" He called her name anxiously. His eyes fell on her body and her blood-stained shoes. He understood immediately and hurriedly took off her shoes. Her blood continued to flow from the wound.

.

Mu Yeying helped her stop the bleeding coldly, her hands were trembling a bit and covered with hot blood.

"How could this happen?" Xia Yuanqing looked at all this at a loss.

In comparison, An Yilin was much calmer. She carefully looked around at the places stained with blood. There were many repetitions, indicating that she had been injured. Seeing all this, she understood everything, that is, someone wanted to kill Bingxuan.

!!

"Yuan Qing, call 120 quickly!" An Yilin didn't panic but was very calm.

"Oh." Xia Yuanqing immediately took out her cell phone and started calling.

A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived. Everyone put him in the car, and Mu Yeying followed.
Chapter completed!