Damn it, I'm surrounded by childhood sweethearts-Chapter 470: You’ve come at just the right time.

"Coming up is the torchbearer for the 368th leg of the relay, and as you can see, it's a trio of runners. Each runner is a fifteen-year-old, ninth-grade student, and together they're known by a widely recognized name—the 'Deeply in Love' group, creators of the comic 'Hilarious Daily.' I believe they need no further introduction, Hilarious Daily..."

They were followed close behind by the Asian Games convoy, with neatly arranged barricades on either side. On the spacious cement road, aside from the staff members running alongside, only their trio was seen sprinting forward, proudly carrying the Asian Games Torch aloft.

The route for the torch relay passed through a county town near Li City, named Xiaolou. Even though it was a workday, the sides of the road were still lined with citizens gathered to watch the excitement.

For an event that was significant enough to be noted in the family annals, the adults and relatives from several families naturally arrived to witness it. Shortly after the three began running, they saw a large group of supporters waving and cheering them on, which greatly eased their initial nervousness.

Lin Wanning and Zhang Yiyi ran closely by Xu Qingfan's side, just as they had discussed the day before.

The two had been winning various art awards since they were young, including numerous international prizes, but they had never felt as thrilled and overwhelmed as they did at that moment.

Because behind this glory stood Xu Qingfan.

The three looked straight ahead. The road was short, so short that the end was almost in sight, yet it was also long, long enough that they would need their whole lives to walk it.

After passing the sacred flame to the next runner, their part in the relay came to an end. They left the highway under the guidance of the staff members.

"That was awesome!"

"Xiao Fan, you're so cool!"

"Good job, my girl!"

They were met with the enthusiastic cheers of family and friends. After receiving a bouquet of flowers from Yao Jiping, Xu Qingfan gave his mother a big, tight hug.

"Your son is pretty awesome, huh?"

Yao Jiping's urge to cry disappeared in an instant, and she said with a not-so-pleased smile, "I know you're the most successful one."

"Grandma!" After releasing his mother, the second person Xu Qingfan hugged was his grandmother, who was already in tears.

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"Let grandma have a good look, a good look at my grandson." Lai Man Yao touched his face with her rough palms, her eyes filled with indescribable joy and pride.

The older generation had conservative ideas. Driving a luxury car or being a big boss would probably just get you a reputation for being opportunistic and ungrateful. But if the younger generation could land a government job or bring glory to the country, you could stand tall and speak loudly while chatting at the village entrance.

Xu Qingfan being selected as an Asian Games torchbearer was undoubtedly a matter of national pride.

After releasing his grandmother, choosing the third person to hug became a bit difficult. Was it Lin Jing, the three young girls, or Zhang Chunxue, who was looking at him with admiration?

Xu Qingfan simply opened his arms wide to whoever was willing.

Xia Xiaoxiao and Wu Lingyu were momentarily taken aback, instinctively looking behind them to check that no one else was there before confirming that the hug was indeed for them.

[Is Brother Fan waiting for my hug?]

[As expected!]

However, the next second, both of them froze in place, their left legs mid-step and their eyes as wide as bells.

Hesitation leads to defeat, and Xiao Ruawen had already stepped forward for the hug.

"Hehe~ Brother Fan, you're so handsome!" Xiao Ruawen burrowed into Xu Qingfan's arms like a koala, but her gaze stayed fixed on the torch in his hand.

"Alright, alright, mind your image." Xu Qingfan handed over the extinguished torch for her to keep safe, and Xiao Ruawen gleefully took it.

"Hehehe~ Mom, look, I have a torch too!"

"Be careful holding it~"

Ruan Wen just wanted to be the first to get the torch. What was wrong with that?

Xia Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at Xiao Ruawen, who looked like a bewildered fool, stepped forward two paces with open hands and hugged Xu Qingfan.

Happiness always had to be fought for. Ruawen was team Xiaoxiao, and she was Xiaoxiao, which by rounding up meant she had hugged the stinky dog twice.

Xia Xiaoxiao initially wanted to say something like "Congratulations," but their relationship seemed to surpass such formalities. She hugged Xu Qingfan tightly and ended up saying nothing.

Finally, it was Wu Lingyu's turn.

"Brother Fan!"

Her eyes bright and clear as two springs, Wu Lingyu locked gazes with Xu Qingfan.

[The last one to hug Brother Fan means the last is also the first!]

"You're sweaty, it must be hot," Xu Qingfan said, wiping the sweat from her brow after releasing Wu Lingyu.

"I'm not hot." Wu Lingyu shook her head, her eyes full of him.

"Drink some water!" She seemed to remember suddenly, hurriedly taking out her thermos from her backpack, which contained ice water she had filled that morning.

"Thanks." Xu Qingfan was in a great mood as he accepted the thermos, unscrewed the cap, and took a big gulp. Wu Ling was always attentive, so he wasn't surprised to drink the cold, sweet water.

"Alright, there's half left for you to drink." He knew that this foolish girl was probably worried that the cold would escape, which is why she hadn't opened the bottle at all since the morning, and obviously hadn't drunk any water either.

"Yes!" Wu Lingyu obediently accepted the cup, discreetly moved to the spot where Xu Qingfan had just drunk from, and guzzled the remaining sweet water.

Xia Xiaoxiao looked down at her room-temperature bottled water, pursed her lips, and ultimately put it back in her backpack.

[Remember to bring ice water next time!]

"Brother Qing Fan!"

"Brother!"

Lin Wanning and Zhang Yiyi also came running to get their hugs from Xu Qingfan, who spread his arms wide, waiting for them.