Duan Jiayan's application for residence on campus was passed quickly. Song Yi and Shen Chilie helped him move to the dormitory the day before the sports meeting.
He has a lot of luggage, and the dormitory is on the 6th floor. If it weren't for someone to help him, Duan Jiayan estimated that he would be choked up after all his work.
Except for Song Yi, there are no people living in the 601 bedroom. After Duan Jiayan moved in, this place seemed to be their space. Shen Chilie smiled and asked, "Are you two living together?"
Song Yi hee hee: "Although the short section looks good, people don't like O's."
Duan Jiayan: "You can also apply to live on campus. I don't mind if you disturb our two-person world."
"Forget it, my sister probably disagrees. The little girl is very irritating when she gets upset." Shen Chilie said, putting the suitcase in her hand by the door: "The suitcase is on the ground for you."
As he talked, he moved his wrists a bit, and he was still worried about Duan Jiayan's suitcase: "Did you put a shot in your suitcase? It's so heavy."
Duan Jiayan didn't look back: "Don't ask, you just can't ask."
Shen Chilie: "..."
In their dormitories, both the bed and the table, Song Yi has climbed onto the upper bunk bed: "Shen Chilie, help me take the sheets from the chair."
Shen Chilie raised his eyebrows, feeling that the young master Duan Jiayan was a bit too temperamental: "You help him make the bed?"
Song Yi: "Before I asked him to help me take pictures of the monitor. In exchange, I helped him make the bed."
Shen Chilie: "..."
Shen Chilie: "It's been more than a year, are you still thinking about Lu Xingci? Give up early, thinking about his little fairy who can go from the first middle row to the next lieutenant, you are not enough."
Song Yi: "Let me take a look. This is an appreciation of beauty. And I don't have enough rank, and someone has enough rank."
Shen Chilie: "What do you mean?"
Song Yiang raised his chin and signaled Duan Jiayan: "Well, he still carries the monitor's mark on him."
Shen Chilie was shocked: "... My son?? My son was marked?!"
Duan Jiayan: "Correct it, your father."
Shen Chilie: "Fuck, Lu Xing is dying? What can't he want to play? He has to find this kind of excitement for himself?!"
Song Yi: "..."
Duan Jiayan: "..."
Duan Jiayan resisted the urge to beat him: "I have a stress disorder. He and I have a high match. This is a cure. And what's wrong with me? Can I kill him?"
Before Shen Chilie came over, he couldn't help but tell the truth: "You seem to have a face of carelessness."
Song Yi: "Hahahahahahahahahaha!"
Duan Jiayan: "..."
Duan Jiayan couldn't bear it this time, and kicked directly on his calf.
After a while. Shen Chilie stopped joking, the look on his face became more serious, and he said half-seriously: "But you're sure, he doesn't mean anything else to you, right?"
It is impossible for Alpha to mark Omega casually, even if it is not out of liking, he is willing to mark a person, and he will never have a bad feeling towards that person.
What's more, Lu Xingci doesn't look like the kind of person who kindly helped mark because his classmates had stress disorder.
He helped Duan Jiayan not out of sympathy, but more like willingness. If so...
That would be troublesome.
Song Yi echoed: "Actually, I also want to say that this is not like what the class leader would do. You see how long he has been softhearted when he refuses others..."
Shen Chilie is also rare to be serious: "Really, don't mess with him, you are too far apart from him, be careful that your bones will be cleaned."
"You two think too much." Duan Jiayan expressionlessly: "Do you know how this mark came from? I asked my father to call it."
Song Yi and Shen Chilie looked at each other for a moment.
Then began to laugh wildly.
Before going to bed that night, Duan Jiayan received Fu Yuan's WeChat.
Fu Yuan asked him if he was used to studying in the dormitory, and also said that He Yunshen was discharged. He heard that he moved to the dormitory today and wanted to help him, but Uncle He forcibly stopped him.
When Duan Jiayan saw this, he thought He Yunshen this kid was quite cute. He took a photo of the dormitory for Fu Yuan and sent it to him.
In the sports meeting the next day, Duan Jiayan was awakened by the school's broadcast.
The first time he stayed in a dormitory, the bed was much smaller than that at home. Duan Jiayan was a little uncomfortable and fell asleep after early morning.
On the broadcast, Director Jiang was full of enthusiasm: "Students, in this season of fresh breeze and cool autumn, we ushered in the 80th National Games of the First High School!"
Duan Jiayan fell asleep in a daze: "Song Yi, did your alarm ring? Press it soon."
Song Yi has gotten out of bed: "Be more sober, this is a broadcast."
Duan Jiayan: "You are so narcissistic, you still have your own voice in the alarm clock."
Song Yi could not bear to shout loudly in his ear: "Ancestor! Get up! Can't be late today!"
Duan Jiayan was shocked by the roar, and suddenly realized that this was not an alarm clock. On the radio, Director Jiang was still eloquent:
"The Games do not believe in tears, but you can use your efforts to create miracles—"
Duan Jiayan woke up like a dream, still waking up in his eyebrows. He rubbed his temples: "He continues to read, and I will cry in the dormitory now."
Under Song Yi's urging, Duan Jiayan slowly moved off the bed. They arrived a little late, and the students on the playground were basically included. School leaders are giving speeches one by one.
The principal, the vice principal, representatives of the referee group...
With the waves of speeches, Duan Jiayan's ears almost became callous. He was about to yawn, suddenly bursts of screams broke out around him!
It's the student representative's turn.
The boy on the podium has a handsome face, and his slim black trousers and white shirt make him taller and taller.
The card-raising player in Class 10 is Lu Xingci. According to the requirements, the card-raising player must wear formal attire. The black and white colors are worn on him, making the whole person's temperament neat and pure.
Song Yi pulled Duan Jiayan: "If I die on the playground today! I must have been killed by the squad leader!"
Duan Jiayan was so sleepy that she shed a little tears: "No, you will die in sorrow when you die."
Song Yi: "..."
Lu Xingci took the microphone, and Duan Jiayan saw the girl from Class 9 standing next to him covering her mouth and widening her eyes, taking out her mobile phone, and filming.
Lu Xing’s voice came from the radio: “Hello, classmates and teachers. In this autumn season, we ushered in the 80th National Games of the First National High School. The Games don’t believe in tears, but you can use yours. His efforts made his opponent shed tears..."
Duan Jiayan felt that these few words sounded familiar. When he heard this, he suddenly realized: "His speech, the old Jiang who temporarily copied this morning? He changed it so viciously."
Song Yi: "So handsome, so handsome, so handsome!"
Duan Jiayan: "..."
"Regardless of the result, the two-day sports meeting will be a good memory of everyone's school days. Friendship first, competition second. I hope everyone will go all out in the next games and play their best level."
Lu Xingci's speech was very short. Very high-sounding.
But the screams received in this speech can lift the playground of Yizhong, and Duan Jiayan vaguely heard who called I love you.
Like a fucking concert.
After Lu Xing's resignation, Song Yi looked at the big screen and said with great interest: "Pre-match showdowns are here."
Duan Jiayan said enlightenment, a little energetic.
This session is a unique tradition of the No. 1 Middle School Games. The original intention is to let the students praise and encourage each other. However, since the beginning of the session, some classes with high grievances like to talk harshly to each other during interviews. In the end, it evolved into a situation where some classes were harmoniously encouraged and some classes ridiculed each other.
This kind of pre-match conflict can especially mobilize the enthusiasm and cohesion of the class. As long as it is not too much, the teachers are also happy to watch the excitement.
The painting style of the first few classes is still normal, and the answers to each other are "the most confident project", "the most promising athlete"... and other harmonious questions.
When I arrived in the physical education class, my painting style changed suddenly.
"Last time I played basketball and lost to Class 10. Let them know this time that our class is just a little bit short of basketball." Hei Pi smiled confidently: "Our class won the first place in the sports meet in the first year of high school. We will also put the tenth class firmly in the second place."
The camera turns.
Shaking to Lu Xingci's face.
This person who advocated friendship first and second in the game showed a completely different side in the lens.
After listening to Hei Pi's remarks, Duan Jiayan clearly saw that the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, revealing an unrecognizable sneer.
Handsome and joking, more peaceful than peaceful.
"It is a good thing to have confidence, but since that basketball game, they probably became the one who was put on their heads. If they can't keep their heads up, I hope they don't cry on the playground." Lu Xing resigned. Signaling the camera to move forward: "Duan Jiayan, don't kick my table, what do you want to say?"
The girl interviewed originally wanted to interview Duan Jiayan. After all, this kind of link would be much more interesting with him. It's just that due to the majesty of the school boss, the girl was a little bit afraid to provoke him, so when she had a chance, she quickly pointed the camera at him.
"What does Duan Jiayan want to say?"
"What are you doing so sensitively, I accidentally kicked you..." Duan Jiayan muttered, looking at the camera and the girl's expectant face, he felt that if he didn't say anything, it didn't seem to give others a good face.
After thinking for a while, Duan Jiayan said: "Our class teacher said that if she wins the first place, she will invite us to dinner."
Duan Jiayan's eyes looked at the camera. There were still sleep marks on his face. When he spoke slowly, he felt a natural provocation: "Mr. Zhao, I want to eat Haidilao."
The VCR freezes on his face for a second, then stops abruptly.
A wild laugh broke out in Class Shi:
"I'll go hahahahahahahaha!"
"The two waves of Brother Lu and Duan Jiayan, what is the god-level mockery."
"Ms. Zhao! I want to eat Haidilao too!"
Zhao Minjun, who was standing at the forefront of Class Ten, heard them making such a terrible noise, and quickly turned around to greet them to be quiet.
"Be quiet!" Zhao Minjun yelled and couldn't help but laughed with them: "If you can get the first place, you will go to Haidilao tomorrow night."
The girl standing next to her asked a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Zhao, the first prize is only 3,000 yuan. Our class will go to Haidilao. Will it exceed 3,000?"
"You can get the class fee subsidy." The girl next to her took over: "There is a lot of class fee left."
"No need to post," Zhao Minjun smiled: "Teacher can't afford to pay back this money?"
The first middle school is a private high school. The teachers have a heavy workload and the salary is high.
This amount of money is really nothing to Zhao Minjun. The girl stuck her tongue out and whispered, "The teacher is really nice."
After the phalanx, the various events of the Games officially began.
The first sports meeting is based on a points system. According to the different sports, the first, second and third athletes will get different points. In the end, the class with the highest total score won first place.
Duan Jiayan reported for the high jump and relay. The relay is the final event of the Games, which means that Duan Jiayan only needs the high jump today.
When he warmed up, Shen Chilie, who had also reported for the high jump, also warmed up next to him. Shen Chilie watched him stretching there and squinted his eyes, "Hey, don't move, you have a broken hair on your neck."
Duan Jiayan stood there and let him fiddle, and Shen Chilie's fingers on the back of his neck made him itchy.
Not far away, Chen Yue stopped and turned his arm lightly. Lu Xingci: "Is that Duan Jiayan? Is he better than the high jump?"
Following Chen Yue's direction, Lu Xingci looked over.
In the high jump field, there are two tall boys standing, one of them is touching the neck of the other.
"The one next to him seems to be Shen Chilie? Bancao from Class Four." Chen Yue said, "I didn't expect them to be so familiar."
Lu Xingci narrowed his eyes. Watching those two people just touched them for a long time.
Not knowing what Shen Chilie said, Duan Jiayan stretched out his hand and patted the boy next to him on the forehead. The tall Alpha was not angry when he was hit by him, instead he hooked his shoulder with a grin.
Hook shoulders and back.
Very intimate appearance.
"My buddy, why don't you leave?" Chen Yue saw that he stopped in place and didn't know what he was thinking, and reminded him: "The 800 meters are going to be checked. You won't forget your project, right? ?"
"I didn't forget."
Lu Xingci casually retracted his gaze. He suddenly remembered that after so many days, the temporary mark he had left on Duan Jiayan had faded.
Alpha touches the back of Omega's neck like this, it will leave a smell.
The taste of others.
The tip of his tongue pressed against his upper jaw, and suddenly he felt a little thirsty in his throat.
Teeth are also itchy.
The author has something to say: If your teeth are itchy, go for it! Path!
The pre-match poo talk was inspired by the lol professional game.