The relay baton was held aloft like that. Li Xi glared fiercely at Zhang Fangxiao, a few strands of long hair still trapped between her fingers.
"The race isn't over yet," the baton, still coated with sand and long hair, remained raised in the air.
"Yeah, don't think about playing for sympathy just because you can't win," Zhang Fangxiao blew on the hair on her hands, her face a picture of satisfaction.
Li Xi took the relay baton and turned to run.
"You're too bullying," two female dorm mates watched as their grasp on victory slipped away. Just as Xia You was about to overtake Sun Fangxiao, because Xia You ran on the inner track and Zhang Fangxiao ran on the inside track as well. The moment Xia You fell to the ground, Zhang Fangxiao's body just happened to block everyone's view.
"Bullying? Which eyes of yours saw me bullying anyone," the race was over, and the students had all gathered around.
