The Tsundere System Chasing Wife

Lin Zhiyu asked the housekeeper to pick him up. His injury had not healed yet, so he could not drive his motorcycle. Along the way, the air between Lin Zhiyu and Zhang Jingyi was frozen. Neither of them spoke. Lin Zhiyu glanced at Zhang Jingyi from the corner of his eye from time to time.

Zhang Jingyi has three-dimensional and delicate facial features, and is no worse than Lin Zhiyu. On the contrary, he has excellent academic performance and is steady in handling things. He has been able to deal calmly with many unexpected events in school. Moreover, Zhang Jingyi has a very good reputation, and none of these students have said anything bad about Zhang Jingyi.

Lin Zhiyu felt that there was really no comparison between himself and Zhang Jingyi...except for his remaining looks...but Zhang Jingyi was also quite good-looking.

Lin Zhiyu shook his head. He didn’t know what he was doing. Why did he have to compare himself with Zhang Jingyi?

Soon Lin Zhiyu sent Zhang Jingyi back to the Zhang family and heard Zhang Jingyi's first words on this journey.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome……"

Lin Zhiyu was still thinking whether he should follow Qingling and call him brother, or follow Gu Yun and call him senior. While Lin Zhiyu was hesitating, Zhang Jingyi suddenly spoke.

"Call me senior from now on, and you should get some rest early. Bye."

Zhang Jingyi finished speaking, turned around and left, leaving Lin Zhiyu alone in the wind...

Was he disliked? Apart from the joke he made with Qing Ling at the beginning of the day, he hadn't done anything out of line, had he?

Seeing Lin Zhiyu in a daze, the driver took the initiative to close the car window and started the car.

Well, he is also a smart man. His young master Lin basically goes to Gu Yun's house every ten days or half a month. Anyone can see that Lin Zhiyu likes his partner, the girl named Qingling.

It's a pity that Young Master Lin is a wooden man and doesn't know how to please the girl's brother. It seems that the girl's brother despises him!

Early in the morning, Qingling and Gu Yun welcomed the sports meeting of their A City High School. They rode their bicycles to school as usual. When they arrived at school, the school was full of colorful flags and balloons, and melodious music came from the radio, full of vigor and vitality.

Gu Yun was participating in a Taekwondo competition and was the first to go on stage. Qingling, Lin Zhiyu and Xiaobai were cheering for Gu Yun from the side. Although they knew that Gu Yun had no problem winning, the important thing was to participate. Qingling held Xiaobai's special colorful flag and Lin Zhiyu each held a corner to cheer for Gu Yun.

Gu Yun's movements were graceful and fluent, and his postures were handsome and quick. Soon, the news that Gu Yun had won the championship came over the radio.

The students who fought against Gu Yun lay on the ground for a while without getting up, their hearts as if thousands of horses were galloping.

That guy called Gu Yun is too powerful, there is no way I can beat him... wuwu...

"Girls participating in the women's 800-meter race please gather at the playground immediately." A reminder voice came from the radio, and the names of the participants were read out directly.

Lin Zhiyu patted Qingling's shoulder and looked at Qingling with a smile. His injury had not healed yet, so Lin Zhiyu didn't need to participate in sports.

"Come on Qingling!"

"Will do."

Xiaobai: "Come on Qingling! I will always be there to cheer you on! Win the championship!"

"Okay! Xiaobai!"

Gu Yun: "Come on, Qingling!"

"Don't worry! I'm leaving!"

After a while, Qingling was doing stretching exercises on the playground in her sports clothes. After finishing, Qingling bent down and tied her shoelaces again. Everything was ready and she was waiting for the slogan to be given.

Several girls at the side looked at Qingling with some disdain, as if to say, how could such a fat person dare to race with them and not be afraid of being embarrassed? Those girls even deliberately distanced themselves from Qingling.

Qingling ignored the gazes and deliberate distance of those girls. There was no need for her to waste her emotions on strangers. At this time, a familiar voice came from the crowd.

"Come on Qingling!"

Qingling turned her head and found that Jin Miaomiao, Lin Zhiyu, Gu Yun and others had already held a banner to cheer for her. Qingling made an OK gesture in that direction.

A girl next to him murmured quietly.

"Ugliness brings trouble."

Bang! With a signal gun fired, more than 20 girls started running at the same time. Everyone thought that Zhang Qingling would be the last one to run because she was so fat. Unexpectedly, the slightly fat girl kept running at the front of the team with a steady breath. She soon left the other girls far behind. Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes.

"No way! How can that fat guy run so fast?"

"That's right! Who is that girl? She's so amazing!"

"That's Zhang Qingling from Class 1, Grade 1. I heard that she bullied her classmates! She's not as innocent as she looks."

One person said with disdain, and another person next to him directly refuted.

"What nonsense are you talking about! These are all rumors. Look, that girl, Jin Miaomiao, who was rumored to be bullied, is now cheering for Zhang Qingling. If it was really like the rumors, how could she come from somewhere else to cheer for Qingling?"

After that classmate finished speaking, those classmates who spoke ill of Qingling looked at Jin Miaomiao. What they said was right. If she was really bullied, how could she cheer for Zhang Qingling? It turned out that the rumors were not credible.

"This speed is absolutely overwhelming! Do we need to look any further? Zhang Qingling is definitely number one. Awesome!"

Soon everyone's attention was attracted by Zhang Qingling. Her face was filled with a warm smile, which made her look very cute. She was running in the front, and her breathing was steady, which showed that she had practiced before. All those who had looked down on Qingling were left behind.

"Zhang Qingling from Class 800, Senior , won the women's m championship!"

"Zhang Qingling from Class 800, Senior , won the women's m championship!"

Qingling had just finished running, and Jin Miaomiao immediately walked up to Qingling with a bottle of water.

"Why are you here?"

Qingling looked at Jin Miaomiao and asked curiously. She remembered that Jin Miaomiao had to go to class today.

"Because it's your competition, Qingling, I don't want to miss it! And I didn't skip classes. I've already asked for leave in advance and reviewed my homework on my own."

Jin Miaomiao looked at Qingling with a smile. As expected, Qingling was amazing! She was far ahead of those people.

"Thank you."

"Qingling, don't be polite to me."

Then the notice of the obstacle race came over the radio, and Qingling's name was called out.

"Qingling, did you participate in other competitions?" Lin Zhiyu asked. He remembered Qingling said that she only participated in the 800-meter race.

"No, I only picked one competition. Looks like someone is looking for trouble with me again and wants to see me make a fool of myself."

"This is too much! Who on earth would do this?"

Jin Miaomiao said angrily that anyone who finishes 800 meters and is not tired will definitely not win an obstacle race. Who knows how many people will laugh at Qingling by then.

Qing Ling looked at Jin Miao Miao, who was frowning slightly, drank a big sip of the water that Jin Miao Miao handed over, and touched Jin Miao Miao's head. Qing Ling smiled.

"Don't worry, I can win! If I win, there will be a prize! I want to see how much prize money I can get today, and then I'll treat you all!"

Jin Miaomiao looked at the sparkling Qingling and nodded quickly. Qingling was so handsome!

Lin Zhiyu looked at Qingling with a smile in his eyes. He patted Gu Yun on the shoulder and asked Gu Yun to take care of the girls as he had something to deal with.

Gu Yun knew what Lin Zhiyu was going to do, so he told Lin Zhiyu to go without worry, and he would keep an eye on Qingling and not let anyone trip her up.