Xue Niannan is worthy of being a scholar, and his learning ability is unparalleled. No matter the expression or tone of voice, he is very good, and he has learned Lu Jiaheng's sloppy appearance almost closely.
Gu Han originally thought that the handsome primary school principal meant something special to Chu Zhi, but he was a little surprised to hear what she said, so he glanced at Chu Zhi subconsciously.
Sure enough, Chu Zhi's hand holding a card stopped, with a completely sluggish look on her face.
The next second, her eyes widened, her fingers trembled and trembled, her expression even looked a little frightened.
Gu Han felt quite puzzled, could it be that he was heartbroken
But I didn't think she liked this pink water cup.
Only Lin Tong didn't quite believe it. She was a little surprised. She turned her head and asked, "Did he say that?"
Xue Niannan nodded: "It's absolutely true."
Lin Tong looked thoughtful and said nothing.
After the 11th, the sports meeting will be held every two weeks.
The sports meeting in college is much more casual than that in middle school and high school, and it does not require everyone in every class to be present, but after all, it is the first time to participate in the first year of college, and the enthusiasm of the freshmen for the sports meeting is still very high. of.
Xiao Yi and Xue Niannan are respectively responsible for the registration of the boys and girls groups. The boys group is not bad. Basically, there are people signing up for every project. The girls group is relatively more difficult.
The girls have little enthusiasm for sports. Rather than running sweaty and sweaty on the plastic track and field in the autumn sun in mid-October, they want to put on makeup for two hours and sit gracefully with a small parasol. Admire the fresh bodies of the seniors and male students and the hormones scattered all over the field next to the arena.
During that week, all the girls in the advertising class saw that Xue Niannan ran faster than the high school dean.
Other students could not avoid it, Chu Zhi, Lin Tong and Gu Han were completely helpless. The three of them shouldered more than half of the grades of the second-class women's group in advertising, and they were even praised by the counselor when they were studying on their own in the evening.
Chuzhi reported the 200 meters and the relay. The relay race was mixed with men and women, with one man and one woman interspersed. There were four people in total, each 100 meters.
When Chu Zhi signed up, everyone looked suspicious at her short legs, and the sports committee laughed, leaning back and forth, sitting at Xiao Yi's table and looking at her: "It's not me, little white rabbit, you Does it seem to be soft enough to run? Relays still require explosive power."
The little white rabbit blinked: "Yes."
Everyone laughed, didn't take it seriously, didn't believe it, just played it.
As a result, on the day of the sports meeting, Chuzhi, a women's 200-meter qualifier, was completely silent in the whole class.
Chu Zhi was placed in the eighth lane, the gunshots sounded, and the girl rushed out with a swoosh, as if the wind was blowing under her feet, instantly throwing the other people behind her a long distance away.
She was wearing a set of white sportswear, with a pair of small white shoes on her feet, her long soft hair hung high in a ponytail, dangling behind her head with her steps, it really looked like a movement Agile little rabbit.
"I'll be darling," Zhou Ming was stunned, watching the white shadow flash past like lightning, raised his hand and patted Xiao Yi's shoulder next to him, and there was something in his words, "Squad leader, you little sister can't be caught up by ordinary people. ."
Squad Leader Xiao was doing the men's 400-meter warm-up exercise. He didn't say anything. He grinned and smiled at him.
The gentle and shy big boy put on sports clothes at this time, showing smooth arm muscle lines and calves. He gave people a completely different image in peacetime. He was majestic and vigorous, and he was full of unlimited confidence.
The eyes of the girls in the stands were naturally attracted, Gu Han supported his chin and shook his head: "Why didn't I find out that the squad leader has such a different sense of youthful energy?"
Xue Niannan pushed his glasses: "this is the charm of sports."
The 200-meter preliminaries in Chuzhi had just ended, and they were just walking back. They had a face-to-face with Xiao Yi. The little rabbit didn't seem to be tired at all. Still in a state of excitement, she jumped on the spot twice and slapped Xiao Yi.
Zhou Ming stood on the stand, lying on the iron railing and blowing a long hooligan whistle in the direction of the two of them.
Gu Han quickly stood in line: "Actually, I think the squad leader is better than the pink water cup. It looks like the type that is good for girlfriends. The pink water cup doesn't look like a single-minded person."
They were all lying on the railing in front of the stand at this time. After Gu Han looked at Chuzhi's direction and finished speaking, a languid male voice came from beside him: "I'm very specific."
Gu Han: "… "
Gu Han was so frightened that he almost cried out.
She jumped up suddenly and took two steps back. Lu Jiaheng was lying on the railing next to her, resting her chin with one hand, looking lazily.
He didn't even look at her, his eyes fell on the girl who jumped and slapped Xiao Yi not far away. The little girl smiled and crooked her eyes. The tall boy stood in front of her. She might have something on her face. The boy raised his hand and pointed to the corner of her lips.
From this angle, the tip of his index finger almost touched the corner of the girl's lips.
Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes.
Gu Han finally recovered his strength at this time, and his heart skipped a beat: "Xue... Senior? When did you come here?"
"Just now, when you said that the squad leader is better than the pink water cup." He said casually, his eyes still not looking away at all, watching the little girl below jumping back, and briskly climbed into the stands and was slapped by the sports committee. Patting on the shoulder: "Okay, you little rabbit! You really run like a rabbit!"
The sports committee person is tall and sturdy, looks very strong, and the force control is not very precise. When Chu Zhi was shot by him, he took a step back, and he didn't care much, and still smiled happily.
Lu Jiaheng squinted again, still leaning on the railing like he was boneless and watching.
The sports committee pulled Chu Zhi again and talked for a while before leaving. Chu Zhi walked over and saw Lu Jiaheng standing in the front. She blinked, a little surprised: "Senior Lu is early."
Lu Jiaheng didn't wear sports clothes, and he still wore his usual style of clothes, and Chu Zhi didn't think he looked like someone who was keen to participate in sports games.
He didn't speak, he was lying on top of the guard railing in the stands, looking at her with his head turned sideways, his thin lips pursed slightly.
That look had a different meaning, as if someone was wearing a green hat, it was indescribably weird.
After eleven, Chu Zhi did not see Lu Jiaheng again.
The campus of a university is so big, two people are a freshman and a junior, and they are different departments, and the scope of activities is far from each other. I really don't see each other very often in school.
Except that one day I saw him near the gym. At that time, Cheng Yi was talking to him, and the man walked forward with his head lowered. When Chu Zhi thought he was not listening, he saw him suddenly raise his lips and raise his head.
Lu Jiaheng was about to speak, but happened to see her standing opposite.
Chu Zhi stood there and hesitated for a while, thinking it was better not to disturb them, and finally took a deep look at Cheng Yi and turned away with mixed feelings.
Although she didn't know much about Cheng Yi, she felt that this senior carrot didn't really look like a big boss in women's clothing.
Chu Zhi suddenly remembered that she seemed to have turned to a chicken soup Weibo before, and there was a general meaning in it that everyone you see now is actually a disguise, and the truest side will only be revealed in front of the person you love. rough.
Chu Zhi thought about it for a while, and began to think that this hypocritical Bala's chicken soup might still make sense.
Maybe Cheng Yi likes to wear small skirts when he is alone with his seniors!
In front of love, any sacrifice can be sweet!
Chuzhi made up a face of great enlightenment on her own brain, rehearsed 300 scenes in her mind, and was successfully moved by Cheng Yi's affection.
She thinks this love is so poignant!
Chu Zhi came back to her senses and glanced sideways at Lu Jiaheng's back. She didn't see anyone, so she couldn't help asking, "Senior, why didn't Senior Cheng Yi come with you?"
Lu Jiaheng had just witnessed the little girl being high-fived, poked at the corners of the mouth, and patted on the shoulder. Now that he heard any opposite sex, he felt unhappy, his eyelids drooped, his lips pursed, his face darkened a bit: "Well, He didn't come."
Chu Zhi keenly sensed his mood swings and blinked: "Did you quarrel?"
Lu Jiaheng was taken aback: "What?"
Chu Zhi considered it carefully for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Is he unwilling to wear it?"
Lu Jiaheng narrowed his eyes in confusion.
Chu Zhi looked around and walked to the edge of the stand where there was no one, Lu Jiaheng straightened up and followed her.
The little girl went up one more step, and the person suddenly rose a lot, and the vertical distance was closer to him, and she began to pour chicken soup to Lu Jiaheng in a soft voice.
What did she say, Lu Jiaheng didn't hear a word.
She just came back from running. Although she didn't seem to have used up much physical strength, there was still a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and a few strands of long hair tied up high also ran out of the rubber band. Shaking in the wind.
A strand of hair stuck to her cheek, and the tip of her hair swept thinly on the corner of her lips, and the blushing soft lips swept the tip of the broken hair.
The sun on the morning of October was gentle and clear. There was no other race on the track in the distance, and the sound of gunshots came with a bang.
Chu Zhi licked her lips and concluded: "So, senior, you have to be more generous."
Lu Jiaheng heard this sentence.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her with deep eyes, stared straight at her lips, and said casually "um": "How generous?"
Chuzhi thought about it for a while, and said slowly: "There are some unimportant things that don't seem to matter too much-"
"It's all important."
Lu Jiaheng interrupted her suddenly.
Chu Zhi didn't have time to respond.
He suddenly raised his hand, his thumb landed on the corner of her lips, and the finger pads slowly rubbed along the corner of her lips to the middle of her lower lip.
Soft, moist, and warm to the touch.
The strand of hair that was always dishonest was separated between the lips and the pulp of the fingers, rustling along with his movements.
Lu Jiaheng's eyes slowly moved up from her lips, and met those wide, dull, clear-black deer eyes.
His voice was a little hoarse, low rustling, but clear and soft, very slow, with a smooth and low end: "These things are very important, why do you want me to not care, how generous?"
Chuzhi: "…Huh?"
Lu Jiaheng lowered his hands, his eyes were very gentle, and he seemed to have fallen into a certain emotion by himself: "Huh?"
Chu Zhi raised her hand and rubbed her lips, a little bewildered: "What did you say?"
Lu Jiaheng: "..."