Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Compared to Bai Chi’s bizarre jump rope event, Ao Xinghao was a bit more reliable: swimming.

He was originally the leader of the swimming team at Imperial University, acting as a coach and guiding those sports students in their movements. During the entrance exam in the sea, thanks to his excellent swimming skills, he saved Si Moyu and Bai Chi many times, allowing them to hold on until they retrieved the Spiritual Pearl and reached the shore.

So this time, he chose an event he excelled at.

Their competitions were scheduled toward the beginning.

Qin Xin followed along as a spectator, first watching Bai Chi’s jump rope competition. After a few minutes, it was unbearable to watch: Bai Chi, in a rush to jump quickly, stripped off his jacket, pants, and shoes, leaving only a vest and big shorts, barefoot, jumping frantically.

It was such an eyesore, the elegance of a noble young master completely ruined.

Yet that guy was gleefully declaring it: lightening the load.

Unfortunately, even lightening his load, he couldn’t compare to those supernatural seniors.

He jumped once, and with one spell from the seniors, the jump rope turned into a constantly flashing halo, instantly multiplying his performance by dozens of times.

The results were announced, and he successfully achieved first place: from the bottom.

Next, Ao Xinghao’s results were quite good.

Perhaps there were fewer seniors with water abilities, so swimming in water without water abilities was almost like being a landlubber.

Ao Xinghao used a bit of technique and ultimately secured third place: the bronze medal.

The top two spots went to water ability masters.

His achievement was pretty impressive.

At the moment the results were announced, the dormitory leader with a pancake face, leading the cheerleaders, nearly jumped into the sky with joy.

As Ao Xinghao finished his competition, Jing Zhichen silently completed his event: wrestling.

No one expected the refined and elegant Young Master Jing to choose such a brutal and confrontational sport.

Even Qin Xin was rather surprised.

Standing on the wrestling ring, Jing Zhichen seemed like a different person, his gaze sharp and fierce, showing no mercy to his opponents, striking accurately, with the momentum of leaving no trace of defeat.

The talented young man with a supernatural test score of 59 just took down 10 opponents on the wrestling ring, eventually winning the championship.

The key point was, there wasn’t a single scratch on him.

Just as he elegantly went on stage, he elegantly came down.

That composure was enviable!

It was just Qin Xin’s mysterious event and Si Moyu’s weightlifting competition left.

The weightlifting venue was ready first, so it started first.

Qin Xin wasn’t in a rush, leisurely following along with the spectators, occasionally glancing at the podium—the dean’s seat was still empty, the old man sure was elusive, wasn’t he coming to prepare for the award ceremony?

Over there, the weightlifting competition was already in full swing.

Qin Xin watched the very professional weightlifting athletes, feeling a bit worried for Si Moyu.

Those athletes were very muscular, even overweight—for weightlifting, a rather exaggerated body weight was required, preferably short, stout, and massive.

Si Moyu, on the other hand, was the opposite, skinny and tall.

How was he going to compete with these people?

While Qin Xin was somewhat anxious, the referee announced: ”...Si Moyu, Group Six. Oh, you’re the only one in Group Six, you just have to lift to the passing mark to be the group leader.”

Everyone paused for a moment, finally realizing: damn, they forgot weightlifting competitions are divided by weight class, and the heavyweights must compete with others of similar weight.

Si Moyu, being both slim and tall, couldn’t be grouped with those heavyweights according to the rules.

So...he became the sole competitor in Group Six, competing against himself?

Bai Chi grumbled, ”So cunning!” Bullying him for only being able to jump rope and not showing off in front of little Qingxin?

Qin Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief, calmly telling Si Moyu, ”Don’t push yourself, just compete against yourself, passing is enough.”

This man was too obsessive and compulsive, he mustn’t pursue perfection to the point of injury.

Just as he finished speaking, a furious shout echoed from behind, ”These cheats, forging fake identities to participate in the competition? They should be arrested!”

[Master Yun: Goodnight kiss! Striving to maintain 8 updates per overtime effort]