The playground.
Cheng Xia rolled twice in the sandpit in front of everyone, heartbroken, and ran out of the crowd in embarrassment, facing cold stares and ridicule.
The genius athlete Yan Muen hurried over. He already saw the path ahead of him; he wanted to become a star athlete, so he had to maintain his original fan base.
"Cheng Xia, blame me for not jumping far enough." Yan Muen voluntarily took the blame, attributing it to not being strong enough.
"If I had jumped 7.3 meters just now, you wouldn't have been wronged!" Yan Muen said, grieving.
Of course, as an athlete, he was aware of Jiang Ning's formidable results, but, Yan Muen had also only been practicing long jump for less than a year, with a promising future ahead!
These comforting words indeed improved Cheng Xia's mood. She looked at the tall and lean Yan Muen, her heart racing at the thought of the powerful strength hidden beneath his babyish face.
