At the traditional chinese medicine department's side of the stands, nearly everyone retracted their gazes the moment Gu Mang took her place at the starting block.
"Let's not watch the race. We all know how fast Gu Mang runs. She's always ranked last."
"Yeah. It's no competition at all. If I knew Gu Mang would step up, I would've replaced Tang Xiaoxiao instead. At least then we wouldn't come in last…"
"What's the use of saying that now when Gu Mang is now on the track?"
"You—"
"What the—!" Two girls were in the middle of an argument when a boy, next to them, suddenly shot up from his seat.
Tang Xiaoxiao, who was sitting in the front row, stared unblinkingly in shock at the track. A camouflage shadow zipped across her field of vision. "G-Gu Mang… Is that Gu Mang in the lead?!"
