Billionaire's Reborn Baby
Chapter 983 The First (1)

In the middle of June, the sports meeting in Happisland School officially began.

Tatiana was using a pin to pin Emily's number on her chest. "F013, perfect!" Emily lowered her head to look.

Today, all the students could choose not to wear school uniforms. The competition would be too long, and school uniforms would affect their performance, so everyone wore short-sleeved shirts. There were also many girls who wore short skirts, revealing their white and slender legs. They held umbrellas and held one or two bottles of cold drinks in their hands. With sunshine falling on them, they looked youthful and beautiful.

Emily was still wearing her school uniform. Tatiana was a little dissatisfied. "Can you run later with the uniform? Your pants are too fat. It will drag you down. Also, your school uniform is too cumbersome. Just take it off. If you don't have a T-shirt, wear mine."

Emily pulled open the zipper, revealing a white T-shirt inside. It was still a long sleeve shirt, but she had been wearing the school uniform the entire time. Seeing her new outlook, Tatiana looked at her with surprise, "Your skin seems really white. Your neck and collarbone are beautiful. You hide them all with your school uniform. You are actually so white and thin." As she spoke, she pinched Emily's waist again, "My God, your waist is too thin."

Emily slapped her hand away, "It's very itchy."

Marisa appeared at the back door in a sports suit with a few drinks in her hand. "Are you done?"

Seeing Emily take off her school uniform, her eyes lit up, "Why are you wearing such a fat school uniform every day? You should have worn this a long time ago. Your figure is amazing."

Emily raised her eyebrows. "Marisa, your figure is the best."

Marisa was dressed in a body-fitting sports suit, which further accentuated her curvaceous figure. She looked mature, but her expression was always lazy. The sports meeting today made her more spirited and much brighter.

"I have another set. Do you want to wear it?" She asked as she walked up to Emily.

Emily replied, "I don't have a competition today. Let's go."

The sports field was in full swing. Every class was holding a banner and sitting in one place. Class F was at the end of the line and in the worst position. The sun was fierce and the position was remote, so they could barely see the situation on the field. On the other hand, Class S was sitting at the front, leaning against the school teachers. There were several large sunshades above and the drinks of the teachers on the side. They could also enjoy them.

Seeing such a scene, the students of Class F were a little impatient.

But they soon cheered since Jenny brought a whole ten boxes of drinks over. The boys in Class F directly whistled and cheered, which attracted the other classes to look at them.

"Jenny, did you treat us to this?" Someone shouted.

They were asking Jenny loudly with bright smiles.

She nodded and then looked into the distance. Emily and Marisa were walking over slowly. They were dressed in sports suits and white T-shirts. Marisa was good-looking and there were many boys who noticed her from a distance. Immediately, half of the audience looked at her, and the other half looked at Emily beside her.

Unlike the way they looked at Marisa, they watched Emily with hidden malice.

"What's the use of having a high mark? She is still ugly."

"Yeah, maybe she won't dare to take off the mask for the rest of her life."

"I heard that the dean of studies said that she cheated with a mask."

"Is that true?"

"But it is a pity that the dean did not replace any evidence..."

"Ugly face masks her ugly heart. This is indeed true of her."

"Only ugly monsters can wear masks on such a hot day, o. We are almost out of breath..."

When Marisa heard the discussions around, she frowned. Emily, however, continued to walk forward. She seemed to know nothing about their malice. When she sat down in her seat, she saw that Marisa's expression was bad. Then she asked, "What's wrong?"

Marisa glanced at her. "Don't you feel bad when they talk about you?"

Emily didn't mind. "It's nothing. They are just talking about it. It didn't cause any substantial damage."

"Substantial damage?" Marisa raised her eyebrows in disagreement. "They have already hurt you like this. Do you know what this is? This is language violence. People with a bad mentality may collapse." "Marisa." Emily unscrewed the cap of the cold drink, "When I came in, I found out that this place was no different from the outside world. This place was divided into levels, and this place would also suppress the weak. However, if the weak did not work hard to resist, they would be stepped on by others in all their lives."

"But you don't intend to resist." Marisa looked at her and continued, "Why didn't you resist? You can't be ugly."

"Why should I prove myself to unimportant people? I don't care what they say, and I don't want to prove anything to them. I'm only here to study."

Marisa seemed to finally understand.

Emily really came here to study. Other than that, everything else had nothing to do with her.

And Class F was so lucky to meet her.

No, it should be said that Class F was so lucky to be chosen by her.

"There is no danger to my life. To me, there is no substantial harm. They didn't touch the bottom line." Emily said seriously.

Marisa turned around and saw her eyes. She was stunned for a moment. Emily's eyes were actually filled with coldness under the sunlight. However, she returned to her usual expression in the blink of an eye and looked down the stage indifferently.

First, it was the start of the sports meeting. A group of girls were dancing in short skirts. There were many shy boys under the stage watching them with wandering thoughts. The class teacher came over and told everyone not to throw rubbish randomly. He also asked them to clean up the garbage around them after the event ended.

Everyone answered in agreement.

It was the competition of the other classes first, the boys in Class F all took off their clothes and began to warm up for their matches in the morning. Jenny and her followers took out the manuscripts they had written long ago and prepared to rush to the radio station when they got on the stage.

Their location was remote and they couldn't see what the person in the competition looked like at all. When the runner ran past this line, they could see the runner's class and name based on the number on the clothes.

Emily tilted her head. There were students on the side. They stood up and cheered. She could not see who was running over while there was a sudden pain in her arm. "It's the sports commissary of Class S! Damn! He is handsome!"

Tatiana grabbed her and shouted, "David, you can do it!"

Emily covered her mouth. "You are cheering for Class S. Do you want to be killed by the boys in our class?"

Tatiana suddenly fell silent as her words were stopped.