I rejected your confession, but you took my best friend home?

Chapter 39 Then you can eat the candy this time and watch me run away.

"Huh? What? What does this have to do with you?"

Tang Zhi looked at Zhou Heng and asked, puzzled, with a hint of dissatisfaction on her face.

Zhou Heng looked utterly helpless, covering his forehead with his hands. He knew perfectly well why Yin Mengran had made such a request.

The reason is his bet with her. He himself said that if Tang Zhi signs up, then he will sign up too.

Yin Mengran was especially happy at this moment, and looked at Tang Zhi, asking expectantly:

Are you willing to accept it?

She knew that Tang Zhi hadn't taken the first two punishments seriously, probably thinking they were just a joke.

As a result, he dropped this bombshell, completely stunning Tang Zhi.

Tang Zhi glanced at her, clicked her tongue, and muttered, "If I had known you were going to go this far, I should have made the punishment I suggested even more difficult..."

"Well... that's okay, you can refuse. After all, the punishment you mentioned isn't as severe as mine..."

Yin Mengran felt a little embarrassed, after all, what the other person said was on a completely different level from what she had said.

It's like someone was just joking, but you took it seriously; that's really not good.

She hoped Tang Zhi would participate, but she was also considering it from the perspective of the class.

From a friend's perspective, she didn't actually want to make things difficult for Tang Zhi and Zhou Heng.

If someone refuses to participate even at the cost of their life, then of course you can't force them to; it's a matter of voluntary participation.

Tang Zhi waved her hand and said:

"No need, I accept. I mean what I say, and I'll accept the consequences of my bet."

Although she didn't want to participate, she had already agreed, so she should keep her word.

"Uh-huh!"

Some were happy, some were sad; Yin Mengran smiled and nodded.

Zhou Heng immediately squatted down, covering his head, looking as if he couldn't accept it.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Zhi also sensed something was wrong, so she poked him with her hand and asked.

Zhou Heng did not reply, while Yin Mengran explained the situation to Tang Zhi.

She told Tang Zhi about the bet she made with Zhou Heng, which meant that Zhou Heng would also be signing up for the sports meet.

Clearly, he never expected Tang Zhi to sign up in this way, so he also never expected that he would participate.

"Oh? So that means he has to register too?"

Upon hearing the explanation, Tang Zhi raised an eyebrow, immediately becoming interested, a sly smile appearing on her face.

"Ok!"

"Hmm, that's more like it, that makes me feel much better!"

Tang Zhi nodded in satisfaction. Her biggest worry was being laughed at by Zhou Heng.

If they don't perform well, they'll be ridiculed by Zhou Heng.

But now that Zhou Heng is also participating, this uncomfortable situation no longer exists, which makes her feel much more at ease.

"Sigh—so what punishment did you suggest for her?"

Zhou Heng asked Tang Zhi, "Since she lost the third round, what was the punishment given to Yin Mengran in the first two rounds?"

Tang Zhi and Yin Mengran exchanged a glance, then Tang Zhi gave her a look.

Yin Mengran immediately understood, knowing that it was time to complete the punishment.

She approached Zhou Heng, and while he remained completely bewildered, she slowly took his hand.

She bent down, her thin, tightly pursed lips, rosy yet pale, gently kissing the back of Zhou Heng's hand.

"Ok?"

Zhou Heng stood there, completely stunned, not understanding what was happening.

Is it some ancient ritual? Or are they just imitating how foreigners greet each other?

After raising her head, Yin Mengran's face flushed slightly, and she whispered to Zhou Heng:

"I'm sorry... this is my punishment..."

Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment, then glanced at Tang Zhi beside him.

Tang Zhi shrugged, giving a harmless smile, but her eyes were observing Zhou Heng's expression.

She knew what Zhou Heng couldn't tolerate; this level of anger wouldn't make him angry, but she still needed to pay attention to his facial expressions.

Although she often bickered with Zhou Heng, it was because she knew he wouldn't care.

But she was still quite afraid if she really angered Zhou Heng.

Having achieved her goal, Yin Mengran spoke:

"Um... I'll go cook, you guys play..."

After saying that, he immediately fled to the kitchen.

She used this method to force Zhou Heng and Tang Zhi onto the wrong path, and she was afraid of facing retaliation...

After escaping to the kitchen, she began to reflect on her actions, thinking to herself how despicable she really was!

However, at this moment, neither Zhou Heng nor Tang Zhi harbored any resentment towards Yin Mengran.

After all, the punishment was one he agreed to, and the bet was one he placed himself.

If they had any complaints, they would only blame themselves for being too hasty, not a single one of them for blaming Yin Mengran.

"Well, since I've already agreed to her, and it's the last sports meet of high school anyway, it's good to have some fun."

Zhou Heng sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and muttered something.

But in reality, it's just a way to comfort oneself...

"Yeah, let's think about which program to sign up for. She didn't say how many, right? So, is it okay to sign up for just one?"

"I do not know..."

Zhou Heng and Tang Zhi looked at Yin Mengran in the kitchen and whispered something to each other.

Although they have accepted the registration, they haven't agreed on how many events they want to participate in.

If they only report one item, that's fine; it's no big deal for them.

What are you planning to apply for?

"Shot put, or sprinting, but forget about long-distance running. Let the physical education students handle that."

Tang Zhi nodded upon hearing Zhou Heng's words and whispered:

"Big muscles mean poor endurance, that's true. It's too much of a challenge for a muscular guy like you to do long-distance running, but I can do it. So I'll sign up for long-distance running."

"???" Zhou Heng slowly turned his head, his brows furrowing, and said:

"What do you mean? I can't do long-distance running? Let me tell you, I can run. I do aerobics regularly and I train my legs a lot. I'm not doing long-distance running just to give those track and field athletes a chance to show off, you know? If I were to participate, they wouldn't stand a chance!"

Zhou Heng pulled up his pants, revealing his legs.

When the muscles in the legs are strained, they look like they're being stretched into strands, with very clear lines that give them a powerful appearance.

Tang Zhi feigned innocence and said, "But do you remember that time we ran a marathon, and you stopped halfway through..."

"That's because I have low blood sugar! You know? That's why I can't run!"

Tang Zhi took out a lollipop, placed it in Zhou Heng's palm, and then gave a meaningful smile.

"Oh—, is that so? Well then, you can eat the candy and watch me run away."