In the blink of an eye, it's the end of November.
As usual, a Winter Games will be held.
Long distance running, sprinting, high jump, long jump, tug of war, discus throw, shot put, all kinds of sports.
Every class, as usual, has to send some people to participate in the competition.
Every project must also be attended by someone.
High jump and long jump, it's all good, it's a popular event. But this long-distance run, 3,000 meters, will "kill people" when it comes down. Who will report it
Not to mention, the girls in the art class.
There are only a few boys in the class, who are full of responsibility and participate in several projects.
But the long-distance running was still vacated.
Without it, it would be too long, three kilometers.
This run down, not to die.
Everyone didn't want to go, and the sports committee was in a hurry. When they got to the professional class, they pestered the students in the class to sign up.
"Please, sister, sister!"
"Save me, sister!"
"Report one for long-distance running. If you don't report it, I can't make a difference!"
In the end, it was ruthlessly rejected.
Everyone is also powerless, three kilometers, not thirty meters, you can run if you run.
Su Linlin looked at the dejected sports committee, turned around, and sighed next to Li Jiao, who was doing drafts.
"Sympathy for her for a second, no one signed up, she is not easy to deal with."
With the pencil in her hand, she drew a few strokes on the white paper, roughly sketching a shape. Li Jiao stopped, glanced at the person, and smiled.
"Why, you want to become a hero and sign up for a long-distance run to rescue her?"
Su Linlin waved her hands again and again, "Don't, don't, I'm the worst in sports, the countdown is on."
"Don't let me go up and be ashamed."
Li Jiao is about the same as her, and she is not good enough in sports, so she can't help it.
Turning his head, he glanced at the discouraged sports committee, and shook his head sympathetically.
"I'm not expected to be a savior either."
"Hey, Jiaojiao, let's go out and get some water, we'll use it in class later."
"it is good."
Li Jiao and Su Linlin carried small buckets and went out to collect water.
Behind him, there was always a line of sight, staring at the two from the beginning. The light in his eyes is dim.
Seeing that the two had gone out, the man got up, walked over to the frowning Sports Committee, and tapped on her drawing board.
The Sports Committee raised his head, "Yuran, what's the matter?"
Tang Yuran smiled slightly, "The counselor is looking for you and asks you to come over."
"Ah, is it?"
The Sports Committee hurriedly got up, "Then Yuran, please ask for leave for me later, just say I'll be late."
"it is good."
Tang Yuran nodded lightly, with an elegant posture, polite but alienated.
After the sports committee left, her eyes moved to the sports meeting registration form on the person's seat, long-distance running...
She raised her head inadvertently, her gaze fell on Li Jiao's position, her beautiful phoenix eyes squinted slightly, and the light that rose little by little from the bottom of her eyes flashed with jealousy.
After a while, the Sports Committee came back from the office.
Tang Yuran handed her a stack of registration forms and said.
"A few people came to sign up just now. I saw that you were not there, so I wrote the registration form to them first."
"Okay, thank you, Yuran."
"You're welcome."
The Sports Committee took the registration form, flipped through it at will, and suddenly said in surprise.
"That's great, someone finally reported for a long-distance run, and I can do business!"
"Hahahaha I'm going to hand in the form now!"
Saying so, he ran away ecstatically.
Li Jiao and Su Linlin, who came back after picking up the water, said suspiciously when they saw that they ran out madly.
"What are you doing, are you really insane?"
On the other side of the studio, Tang Yuran glanced at Li Jiao who was talking to someone, her eyes were like ice, and it hurt her to the bone.
For a moment, he turned his head silently.
…
"Jiaojiao, amazing!"
"Jiaojiao, from today onwards, you are my goddess!"
"what?"
Li Jiao, the second monk, was at a loss.
"What did you say?"
Huang Yuan leaned over and smiled.
"Jiaojiao, don't be humble. Really, she is indeed an instructor's woman. You have courage!"
Li Jiao was even more confused, "What, what are you talking about, why can't I understand?"
A girl said: "Jiaojiao, you are so amazing, no one in our class dares to apply for long-distance running, only you, come forward!"
"This kindness, we will all remember it!"
"That's right, Jiaojiao, don't worry, we'll go cheer you on when the time comes!"
Li Jiao frowned, "When did I report for a long-distance run?"
Zhang Yue came over, holding a sports meeting registration form in his hand. Li Jiao's name was written on it, and in the item column, the word "long-distance running" was written.
"Jiaojiao, it's alright, you actually signed up secretly without telling us."
Li Jiao took the registration form and saw that the handwriting was not hers at all. Immediately, explained.
"I haven't signed up for long-distance running. I didn't fill out this form."
…
Li Jiao has never filled out the registration form, she is very sure of this.
However, who filled this form for her? It's still a long-distance run that no one dares to answer, and it's clear that she is going to be punished.
She has never had a grudge against anyone, and for a while, she couldn't remember who would treat her like this.
"I'm sorry, I really didn't report for the long-distance run."
The Sports Committee put away the registration form, a little sad.
"Hey, I also know that no one will apply for such a difficult event as long-distance running."
Hearing this, Li Jiao suddenly felt a little guilty. When she contributed to the class, she couldn't help much.
"I'm really sorry."
Fortunately, the Sports Committee was good at talking, saying that she would go to the Sports Department to sign up and ask if she could cross out Li Jiao's name.
She had handed in the registration form before, and now that someone has withdrawn from the competition, she has to talk to the sports department.
However, waiting for someone to come back from the sports department will not bring good news.
"I'm sorry, Jiaojiao, the people from the sports department said that the list cannot be changed after handing in the list. I'm sorry."
"!!!!!!"
The list can't be changed, and you can't give up at that time. give up. That affects the grades of the entire class.
Li Jiao didn't want to drag the class down because of herself.
But, that's three kilometers!
Such a big track, you have to run several laps!
She has been poor in sports since she was a child, let her run three kilometers? !
That is to let her die!
Hearing the bad news, Li Jiao almost didn't come up in one breath, clutching her fragile little heart.
Frowning his eyebrows, like a cream.
"kill me!"
…
The weather was gloomy and cold, and the slightest strands of cool wind pierced through the cracks. Even if wrapped in not thin clothes, this cunning wind can still find an opportunity.
Li Jiao was wearing a pink fleece sweater with a fluffy hat. The wide and big clothes enveloped her whole body. Looks cute and petite.
"Ah~"
Under the fluffy hat, Li Jiao showed only half of her white and tender face and sighed.
"It's too hard, it's too hard~"
"Three thousand meters, isn't this embarrassing me, Li Fathu."
Hearing this, Su Linlin next to her glanced at her with a smile and joked.
"What's the matter, I don't watch Little Moxian recently, and I like Lord Fat Tiger instead?"
Li Jiao didn't answer, she was downcast, and she was terribly lost.
"Ah~"
"You said, if I die on the runway, can you give me an honor?"
"Well..." Zhang Yue took a big bite of red sausage, "I don't think so, but our class can give you a martyr."
"Just write, die for the class, heroic fat tiger!"
"How about it?"
Saying that, Zhang Yue came over with a face with bright make-up, and seemed to ask for advice.
"Oh," Li Jiao said indifferently, pushing Zhang Yue's face away ruthlessly.
"I think it's enough to seal the coffin directly for me."
Su Linlin pulled the person back and looked at the road ahead.
"Oh, it's alright, Xiao Jiaojiao, don't cry with us, go and tell your instructor and let him save you."
Li Jiao turned 90 degrees for no reason, raised her head and looked forward.
The fluttering golden ginkgo leaves spread all over the ground, like a beautiful love letter written by a tree to the earth. The colorful fallen leaves reflect a dazzling light.
A big ginkgo tree, full of golden branches, fluttered in the wind, countless golden butterflies rushed towards the embrace of the earth, warm and crowded.
Zhang Jiuling stood under the tree, with a tall stature, wearing a dark sweater with a black tactical work vest over it. The black trousers showed off long legs, and the temperament was cold and sassy.
The countless golden fallen leaves behind him were colorful, making the steep figure look like a painting, and the outline became clearer.
Suddenly, seeing this scene, Li Jiao's bad mood ran away instantly.
When Zhang Yue and Su Linlin next to them saw Zhang Jiuling, they left early with interest.
Li Jiao stood there, just looking at the figure from a distance, she felt extremely at ease.
The corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and they are raised shallowly.
"Okay, I see."
"that's it."
Zhang Jiuling pressed the Bluetooth headset and hung up the phone. Looking up again, the pink and tender little girl was standing not far away, looking at him and smiling silly.
He frowned slightly, as if he didn't understand what happened to the little girl.
Then, facing the little girl, he slowly opened his arms. He tilted his head slightly, and in his long and narrow eyes, a warm color of indulgence overflowed unconsciously, signaling the little girl to come over quickly.
Seeing this, Li Jiao couldn't help laughing, with bright eyes and white teeth, her smile was like a flower. Beautiful apricot eyes, clear and full, as beautiful as a bright moon in the sky.
"Nine Ages~"
Like a gust of wind, the little girl ran over quickly, broke into Zhang Jiuling's arms heavily, and threw her arms full.
Zhang Jiuling caught her steadily, rubbed the little girl's little head wearing a fluffy hat, the corners of her mouth rose, and her eyes were full of satisfaction.
My little girl came to me, and I hugged a full bosom.
"Why didn't you come just now?"
Li Jiao was buried in her arms, and Zhang Jiuling's deep and sweet voice came from above her head, low and hoarse.
Because I leaned against him, I even felt that when he spoke, the air passed through the closed vocal cords, the throat vibrated shallowly, and the voice was sexy and slightly hoarse.
Li Jiao's hands tightened behind the person's back, raised her head from her arms, raised her small head, and said softly and tenderly.
"Well... I think you are too good-looking, you can see God."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his head again, his small head rubbed lightly on the person's chest, and a sweet smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
Hearing this, Zhang Jiuling suppressed her voice and laughed twice in her throat.
Then he opened his mouth, his voice was as clear as a string, with a less obvious Beijing accent, ruffian and bad.
Slowly said: "I thought... Jiaojiao didn't see me for a day, she was thirsty."
"Want me to hug you."
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