"On this day with infinitely beautiful scenery and pleasant weather, we ushered in the 67th Autumn Games of Liyang No. 2 Middle School. Students, the so-called "all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty and labor" refers to sports."
The sports meeting has not yet started, and there are not enough seats in the stands. Everyone is moving chairs from the classroom to the playground, and the stairs are crowded with people.
The voice of the director of the Broadcasting Department, Jiang, resounded throughout the school: "Strengthen your body, love sports, and feel the spirit of sports. On weekdays, I know everyone is busy with their studies, but today, you can fly freely on the playground and let your sweat go... "
"It's all blocked, let me go."
The eagles that were supposed to fly freely on the playground were now blocked at the stairs. Not only the entrance of the stairs, but the entire corridor was also filled with clang clang clanking, and it was blocked like a rush hour at 7:00 in the morning.
The second and third classes of senior high school occupied the corridor at the entrance of the class, and the others who could not be squeezed remained in the classroom.
Wanda's chair was placed at the door, and people didn't know where to go. After a few minutes, he squeezed up from the crowd: "I'm going, from the fifth floor to the first floor downstairs, our original teaching building is even more terrifying. There was a series of collisions on the two floors.”
"You can eat this melon too. If you had this skill, you would have moved the chair down a long time ago." He Zhao dragged the chair to the back door of the classroom. Seeing the magnificent scene outside, he simply didn't go forward and sat down directly at the back door. With a candy in his mouth, he said, "Wait, it will take ten minutes to stop talking."
After he finished speaking, he turned to look back at Xie Yu: "Old Xie, come here?"
Xie Yu didn't move at all, he lay on the table, closed his eyes and said, "Don't come, it's fun to crowd people?"
"Get me the number plate, I can't reach it from behind." He Chao held the plate issued by the Sports Commission in his hand, which was a piece of cloth. After repeated use, the cloth was slightly yellowed, and four numbers were printed on it. " Hurry up, I am the hope of the whole village."
Xie Yu didn't respond.
He Chao spoke again, Xie Yu sat up and said, "Wanda, go and put up a sign for the whole village's hope."
Wanda, who was inexplicably involved in the center of the topic: "..."
Wanda looked left and right, his eyes met He Chao, and found that although Brother Chao did not speak, silence was better than sound. Wanda read a line of words from his face: I want to be at the same table with me, you dare to come over a try
So Wanda turned his head and selectively pretended to be deaf: "Oh, why don't you still play, how long will it be blocked?"
Xie Yu: "..."
He Zhao gave Wanda a credit in his heart, then dragged his chair back and put the pin and number plate on the desk: "Excuse me, kid."
Xie Yu was holding the pin and wanted to stab him to death.
He Chao turned his back to Xie Yu and sat on the chair instead. Wanda stood at the door and gave him a complicated look. He Chao smiled and even raised his hand arrogantly to gesture "yeah".
Wanda shook his head, barely looking.
Xie Yu pinned the four corners of the number plate to his clothes. After sticking it on, he kicked He Chao's chair mercilessly, telling him to get out of the way, with a perfunctory tone: "Okay."
He Chao touched it with his backhand, and found that he posted it quite meticulously. Just as he was about to praise him, Xie Yu gave him another kick.
The third shift was unlucky, and the small corner that was assigned was directly opposite the stand, under the bright sun.
Then each class entered the arena in a phalanx. Luo Wenqiang was changing clothes in the toilet of the gymnasium. He walked at the front with his class badge. He Chao and Xie Yu followed behind with the rest of the class.
In Xu Qingqing's words: He Chao and Xie Yu are the face of our class, and they all support it.
Xu Qingqing's original intention was to be handsome, but people in other classes didn't think so.
When they watched the third class walking in the phalanx, they only had the word "horror" in their hearts. Even though the background music was the March of the Volunteers, there were two big bosses from the East and West Buildings standing in the front row, and they walked out with more than 30 people in the class. , I always feel that they will roll up their sleeves and fight in the next second.
Not wild.
So even if Luo Wenqiang was dressed so well, no one dared to laugh at him.
"What's going on with these people," He Chao turned his head slightly and said, "No one is laughing? Isn't it funny? The next class's big boss in women's clothing was obviously quite a sensation when he came on stage, can we not beat it? Our class lost? "
Xie Yu: "Maybe it's too ugly."
Luo Wenqiang with a sword in his heart: "...have you considered my feelings?"
The two-day sports meeting, the long-distance running is tomorrow afternoon, and today they will participate in a push-up, and the competition will be in the gym.
Although it is already autumn, the sun is scorching hot at noon, and it is still a little dry.
He Zhao took off his jacket, put it on his head to block the sun, looked down at his phone, and realized that Wanda had sent him a link to a post ten minutes ago.
Title: Live broadcast, two handsome guys in our school who are so handsome that they can't close their legs - do it! Bow down! Lie down! support! I've exploded into fireworks!
The number of floors in this building has exceeded 1,000, and it has been red all the way on the homepage of the school.
When He Chao scanned a few photos, his first reaction was to close his browser, as if he had found a hot potato. He couldn't tell whether it was because the sun was too hot, or if he somehow started to spontaneously combust.
After a while, He Chao opened the post again... and the ghosts and gods ordered to save the picture.
There are only three photos in total. The indoor lighting is not good, and the psychological quality of the people who took pictures secretly is also poor. They dare not take them blatantly.
Even if you can't see clearly, you can still recognize who the two protagonists in the photo are.
Wanda's big mouth, it is impossible to just send it to him, I am afraid that the whole class will send it over and over again.
He Chao tentatively touched Xie Yu with his elbow and asked, "...you, see?"
"What?" Xie Yu narrowed his eyes, a little sleepy.
The playground was full of people, including student volunteers riding bicycles around the field, and Ding Lianghua, a men's 100m runner in their class who was warming up.
Xu Qingqing and the others have already started to write radio calls for proposals, and a few girls can make suggestions.
He Chao thought to himself what else it could be. Of course, it was our CP building, and he couldn't say it directly, so he said, "That's it."
Xie Yu looked at him: "Which one?"
"… "
In the end, He Chao hooked his fingers at him, and Xie Yu reluctantly moved towards him.
He Zhao held up his coat and motioned for him to come in. The two were almost head-to-head, huddled under a coat. The phone was placed on He Chao's lap, Xie Yu could only slightly possess it and lowered his head to look.
Xie Yu looked very seriously.
And He Chao stared at the back of Xie Yu's neck, his hair that was too soft to touch, and the slightly bulging knuckle of his cervical vertebra, a little regretful.
Why show him? Or, want to see how he reacts
He Chao didn't know what he wanted to test.
Xie Yu turned a few pages down, and the words were all the same. The whole process was a match, and he turned the page. He paused on the 52nd floor with his fingertips. On that floor, there was a sentence, "I want to press my head when I hold the grass! Dear! ! Kiss me!"
"… "
Xie Yu blinked slowly, and then He Chao heard him say in a flat tone, "Oh, I see it now."
He Zhao didn't think about what to say, and all the members of the third class behind him suddenly started screaming like chicken blood: "Ah - come on!"
Not far from the playground, Ding Lianghua put his hands on the runway, half squatted, ready to start, and waited for a gunshot to rush out, faster than he rushed out to smash the school committee that night.
"Beautiful! First place!" Luo Wenqiang blushed and said with open arms, "Ding Ding, I want to give you a loving hug!"
Ding Lianghua was usually shy, but his shyness became a social barrier. When he came off the stage, he smiled embarrassedly: "No, no, no."
He wiped his sweat, and when he walked over, He Chao also gave him two compliments. Xie Yu felt that he was too cold to not speak, so he said casually, "Ding Hualiang, not bad."
"… "
"Ding Lianghua," He Chao patted Xie Yu's head and reminded in a low voice, "It's called Lianghua, when can I remember it?"
Lao Tang was sitting on the edge, holding a pot of wolfberry tea in his hand, and brought homework for approval. He looked like an old man basking in the sun and supplementing calcium. He opened his mouth to say "it's good to be young", and his eyes were full of memories of the green years.
The school committee held the book and recited English words while watching the competition.
Soon it was the push-up turn.
Coincidentally, the referee is the physical education teacher of their class. When the third class sees him now, they all feel physically uncomfortable.
The physical education teacher held the record sheet in his hand and said, "You guys, be strong. I have given you special training. You can't tell without a top eight... Come on, get ready, and count the time in one minute."
Xie Yu took off his sweater before coming, leaving the white short sleeves underneath.
He Chao looked at him and thought, "It's easier to move around when you wear less clothes? Old Xie, you are very scheming."
Xie Yuxin said that it was just hot.
But before the words could be said, He Chao had already excused himself on the spot. He took off the sweater three or two times.
A few people around made an "ah" sound, low and short screams.
"It seems to be a little more flexible," He Chao tried a few times and found that Xie Yu hadn't responded. He turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xie Yu said, "I think you should stop calling him Brother Chao."
He Chao didn't quite understand: "Ah, what's my name then?"
Xie Yu put his hands on the ground and said lukewarmly, "Brother Sao."
He Chao pondered for a long time and felt that this was probably a derogatory term.
One minute is counted, and the frequency of He Chao and Xie Yu is about the same in the first half minute.
The onlookers were all whispering, Xie Yu vaguely heard someone say something emotionally pressing their voices: "School Post Bar Sightseeing Group? Ah, I'm also a member of the press team."
"Report to Mr. Tang, good news and good news, He Chao and Xie Yu have achieved good results in push-ups respectively!" Luo Wenqiang stood in front of Tang Sen and gave him a military salute, and explained , "Except for the two of them, the other six were wiped out."
Tang Sen nodded, took out eight bottles of water from the cardboard box on the side, and cooperated: "All rewards, many rewards."
Xie Yu took the water from the sports committee, thanked him, and looked around at the people who were running wildly on the playground and cheering for the classmates.
Suddenly, I can't remember how he spent last year's sports meeting.
It seems that he didn't go to the playground at all, with earplugs in his ears, and hid in the music classroom to sleep.
He Zhao bit the candy in his mouth and handed him one, regardless of whether he ate it or not, he put it in Xie Yu's palm, then smiled and said to Liu Cunhao, who happened to run past their class, "Rat, come on. !"
Liu Cunhao raised his arms at them, shouting a slogan in response: "Long live the third class! I'm the best!"
He Zhao smiled and leaned back on the chair.
Xie Yu didn't like candy very much, and felt it was too sweet, so he looked down at the wrapping paper for a while, and finally opened it with his fingers.
Then Xie Yu stared at the white lines on the runway and thought: It's really boring.
Tangerine, a little sour.
"Would you like to go out for a meal after school?" In the afternoon, near the end of the sports meeting, Shen Jie slipped over from Class 8 and said, "Don't you want to treat Mr. Xie? It's better to hit the sun instead."
Shen Jie and He Chao both invited him once, Xie Yu didn't want to owe anyone else, and said that next time he came, it didn't matter which day.
He Chao looked at Xie Yu. Since there was no objection from the same table, he acquiesced: "Okay, what to eat?"
"Anyway, Jinbang doesn't want to eat anymore," Shen Jie found an empty seat in the back row and sat down, thinking seriously, "...Actually, these restaurants near the school have eaten all over the place, and the Zhuangyuan Building is expensive and unpalatable, so it's not as good as us. Help the small restaurants in other streets to develop their business?"
So after school, they walked around three streets before deciding where to eat.
Shen Jie looked up at the name of the store, and was a little confused. He felt like he was not going around the road, but halfway around the world, and then went back to the original point: "... um, why is the naming method here so similar to our school?"
"Next to it is the electric technology." Xie Yu reminded as he walked at the back.
Electronic Technology, the full name of Electronic Technology, is a technical secondary school closest to No. 2 Middle School.
Usually, when school is dismissed early on Friday, there will be electrical technicians who come to squat at the entrance of No. 2 Middle School. The students of the second middle school are in conflict, and their youth is restless to make appointments. Occasionally, they also ask electrical technicians to come over to help support the scene. A phone call can bring a carload of people.
However, No. 2 Middle School was very strict, and if you really wanted to make an appointment, you had to stay away from the school.
There were already a few tables in the small restaurant, and He Zhao pushed open the door and went in: "Just this one, it's time for get out of class to go around the evening self-study, and I haven't finished copying my homework."
Xie Yu also walked in like no one else was around, found a place to sit down, and carefully wiped the dishes with a napkin.
He Zhao raised his hand and said, "Boss, menu."
The people at the tables inside didn't look very friendly, and Shen Jie's right eyelid jumped up unexpectedly, unable to stop.
He followed in and touched his pocket subconsciously, um... the wallet is still there.