In the stands, a few judges had already stood up, unable to believe that number thirty-three, the player biting at the heels of two athletes, was actually a slim, frail-looking girl!
"Teacher Shang, it's your class nine student. Ah! Teacher Shang, where are you going? Don't forget the award ceremony!"
The broadcast station near the judging area was also busy as a bee.
The words of encouragement originally prepared might have been completely overturned and rewritten because of class nine's Shen Chaoxi, and with Zhong Li at the helm, no matter the outcome, the halo around the name Shen Chaoxi would not be overshadowed by anyone.
After a brief adjustment, the passionate and lofty voice of the broadcaster soon rang out.
"...Athletes! As you sweat on the track, we cheer for you, take pride in you, and feel proud of you! The ground beneath your feet is not just the humble track, but also our earnest hopes and deep blessings!