On the second day of the school sports meeting, competitions were intensive and competition became more intense.
Hearing good news frequently, Gu Yaweile tilted his mouth and got on the horse in his free time to deliver snacks and drinks to the athletes. The kindness and kindness have never been unprecedented, and his words are exciting and inspiring. The enthusiasm was too much, and the boys and girls in the third grade (10) class were blushing and at a loss.
In the long jump region, the situation of Hidden Wheat is quite the same as yesterday, and it is still six jumps.
Qianmai swears that it is really not that she is bullying the weak, but that the students of No. 1 Middle School really need to improve their physical fitness. Looking at the girls who are leaping slightly and jumping lightly, she wants to rush over to tell them that the arena is not a studio, but there are boys watching them, and there is no need to pay attention to their beauty.
Compared with the tepid long jump of girls, Qian Mai is more inclined to the long jump of the boy next to him. While waiting, she pulled Nan Weiwei over to watch the game from time to time.
I have to admit that the boys are very explosive. Squat gently, and then shoot out flat like a bullet. According to the number, it was about three meters. Shen Zhouqi made a leap, and even more easily jumped three meters away.
"How's the situation on your side? Doesn't it matter if you go away?" Peng Chen stationed at the bunker at Shen Zhou's request, filming the "heroic" in the game for him. Seeing Nan and Qian coming over, they couldn't help asking with concern.
"It's okay, this guy is very lucky. The people who came to her are all weak and weak. Winning the prize is as easy as eating. It made me want to try it out." Nan Weiwei laughed softly, her eyes filled. Full of pride.
Peng Chen didn't comment, but just smiled brilliantly.
She touched her forehead and raised her voice unbelievably to run Nan Weiwei: "I heard that right, Miss Nan, you are actually going to play? That's really slippery. I think you should just move. A piano is on the track, playing "Piano War Music" against the opponent, maybe you can play the opponent down..."
Before Qian Mai finished speaking, she ate a violent female Nan Weiwei's fist: "Don't be too frustrated! I can't beat you, but someone will teach you. So arrogant, be careful that someone will shave your head tomorrow. ."
Not only did Qianmai not converge, but on the contrary, he raised his head, posing as a little sister with nostrils facing the sky, and said: "I won the championship yesterday and successfully completed the tasks assigned to me by the class and organization. So, Today and tomorrow, it doesn’t matter if I am completely shaved."
"That won't work. You have to take it seriously, and do your best to fight Bo from beginning to end." Peng Chen said solemnly, sonorously. Originally, he didn't mean to insert the bickering between girls. But it was strange that he was very cold with this sentence of Qianmai. So, instinctively criticized one sentence.
Latent Wheat was shocked. This guy still smiled like a spring breeze last second, how could he become a little old man of enlightenment now? Other girls are quarreling and playing, why did he come here for a kick? Very embarrassed, he smiled, sloppy eyes, and hurriedly pulled Nan Weiwei to drill outside: "Let's go over and take a look."
After walking a few steps away, she turned around and looked at Peng Chen, who was still standing in place and expressionless. Nan Weiwei couldn't help laughing arrogantly, "I said you owe a lesson. No, someone will teach you right away." Got it. Did you hit the iron plate?"
"Crow's mouth!" Qianmai gave Nan Weiwei a fierce look, and she was so baffled with this training.
Qian Mai is right, Nan Wei Wei is really a crow's mouth. On the third day of the school sports meeting, not only did she get to the iron plate, but she also almost smashed the most sure prize.
The school sports meeting lasted to the third day, and most of the events had ended. Today's highlight is the men's 5,000-meter and women's 3,000-meter long-distance running.
The students from various competition areas reunited on the playground, with three floors inside and three floors outside, squeezing the aisles, steps and inner circle tightly, and from time to time they made the sound of cheering. On the rostrum, the various pennants have been lined up for a while, and the leading teachers sat down to watch the game and patiently waited for the award ceremony to arrive.
Gu Yawei was in a very good mood today, with a face full of spring breeze sitting on the edge of the front row of leaders.
Coincidentally, sitting next to him is Mr. Chen, the deputy dean of politics and education and the teacher of the (7) class.
"Xiao Gu, your class is doing pretty well. It's hard to say that it's hard to fight for the second."
"Where, where, the focus is on participating..." With a shot, Gu Yawei stared at the men's long-distance race in the third stage of the race, and hurriedly searched for the figure of his lover Zhu Shoubin, while waving his hand and murmured to Teacher Chen. Greetings.
When he heard his words, the volunteers who were next to him shook his hands, and the hot boiling water immediately overflowed the cup, wet the yellow tassels at the corners of the pennants. Gu Yawei didn't realize it, but the volunteers were in a hurry, and couldn't help but slander himself in secret. The teacher of the Olympiad was so strong that he didn't change his face even when he lied. Yesterday when he was wearing an armband to maintain order in the playground, who was full of joy on the playground and said to the participating students, "We don't take it for the Olympiad.
Teacher Chen smiled tolerantly at the volunteers' mistakes. Later, he turned his head to watch the game.
On the playground, the classmates of the third grade (10) class had long been unable to bear their temper. They rushed to the inner circle and ran with Zhu Shoubin, cheering him on the side from time to time. The five girls also set up five locations, providing drinks and towels at any time.
At present, the men's long-distance running has entered the second lap, and Zhu Shoubin temporarily ranks third.
Nan Weiwei and Liu Feipeng did not follow Zhu Shoubin, they were accompanied by Qianmai in the open space beside the steps.
At this time, Nan Weiwei, who usually doesn't touch the sun with her ten fingers, has become a super mother-in-law. He was beating his back and squeezing his arms, and he kept muttering, "Is it comfortable? Will it be too heavy? Are you nervous? Would you like to drink some water?"
Qianmai shook his head slightly, and did a few chest-expanding kicks from time to time, leaving her to toss. This guy definitely didn't know, the more nervous she was, the easier it was for others to be nervous. However, for the princess's hard work, it's better not to break it.
Fortunately, gradually, the strength of Nan Weiwei's start became hesitant and light. Immediately afterwards, he completely let go.
"You accompany her, I will walk away." Nan Weiwei ran away without looking back after confessing to Liu Feipeng.
Liu and Qian couldn't figure out the situation and couldn't help but stare at each other. Following her back, she saw Nan Weiwei ran to a man in black and wearing a dark cap under the banyan tree in the distance.
"Brother Jinping, why are you here?" Nan Weiwei's heartbeat was stunned as she ran close, and her cheeks were red.
Hearing a girl calling her name sweetly and docilely, Ji Jinping was a little stunned. He turned his head and saw that it was the daughter of his mother's friend.
"A friend wants to participate, come and have a look." Ji Jinping cherishes words like gold.
"Really, your friend also participates in the competition? Who is it? Maybe I know it." Nan Weiwei couldn't wait to ask, her eyes sparkling, and her delicate hands were placed on her waist.
"Did you participate in the competition? Last time on your birthday, I had something to do, sorry." Ji Jinping avoided her question skillfully.
"It's okay, this year is just an ordinary birthday. If you have something to do, go ahead. Ji Bo has sent gifts, I like it very much." Nan Weiwei didn't mind, shook her head, and followed the topic naturally.
In the distance, Qian Mai, kicking and kicking, while always paying attention to the bottom of the banyan tree, couldn't help but shook his head: "Who is that man? I really can't stand Weiwei's appearance as a gentle and virtuous little daughter-in-law."
Next to him, Liu Feipeng stretched out his hand, straightened his head, and handed it over the mineral water channel: "Don't look around, get ready." While speaking, the corner of his eye was sneaking past. In fact, he was also very curious, but it was a pity that the man's cap was pressed too low.
Qian Mai shook his head, but did not take it. I roughly understand that it is probably only the legendary brother Ji that can make Nan Weiwei's nympho so excited. The last time I went to Huayang to participate in a knowledge contest, when she heard the foreign language school's leading teacher greet the person with this name, she passed by and glanced at it. It is said that Ji Jinping also won a second prize later.
"What's so good about Ji Jinping? It's gloomy, with a stale smell." Qianmai muttered quietly.
"Qianmai, good foresight. That guy Ji Jinping is indeed a black hooligan." Shen Zhouhong's loud voice came from behind, and Peng Chen in a dark blue sportswear was walking next to him.
"It turned out to be Ji Jinping. Then I'll take a closer look later." Liu Feipeng suddenly realized. Ji Jinping's reputation in No. 1 Middle School is not lost to F3, but most people don't know the true face of Lushan.
At this time, the playground was completely boiling, and there was a surging sound of cheering everywhere. The men's long-distance race in the third stage of junior high school has entered the final lap of sprint. Zhu Shoubin caught up and was already ranked first, competing with the men who followed him for the championship and runner-up.
Latent Wheat's eyes were fixed on the vigorous figure on the runway, his liver banged, and a dense layer of fine sweat appeared on the palm of his hand. Subconsciously, rubbed and rubbed on the sportswear.
"Aren't you nervous?" Peng Chen, who was standing behind him, asked in a low voice, taking a piece from his bag and handing it over.
Latent wheat puzzled. When I took it over, it turned out to be a beautifully packaged chocolate. Then he looked at Peng Chen locked Zhu Shoubin's calm and unwavering face. A weirdness surged in my heart. This guy had somehow trained himself yesterday. Why is he so kind now?
However, Latent Wheat did not refuse. At this moment, she is indeed a little nervous, her stomach is faintly burning with uncomfortable fire, and she is in need of sweets to relieve her pressure. I tore off the wrapping paper and took a bite of the chocolate. The rich but not sweet taste spread like silk in my mouth, with a light milky fragrance, spreading densely between my lips and teeth.
Qian Mai was about to thank him, but he heard Peng Chen speak softly again: "Don't be nervous, just wait to run at your usual training speed. You can accumulate your strength until the last lap and then sprint. For the first four laps, you just need to follow closely. Keep that girl in white sportswear."
Looking out in the direction of Peng Chen's fingers, she saw a girl wearing a white hooded sportswear, doing relaxation exercises by herself. Young and bright face, faintly revealing a cold and indifferent temperament, only a simple ponytail hairstyle, with a string of colorful glass beads on his hand, full of cool stars. As if he felt someone watching him, he immediately looked around vigilantly.
It was the thunderous cheers at the terminal station that brought back the eyes of Qian Mai. Seeing Xiao Adai and the others embracing and jumping for joy, the four people here all smiled.
After a while, I saw the sports committee member and Zhu Shoubin turning back with a large group of troops and trotting in the direction of the four. At the same time, Ji Jinping and Nan Weiwei under the banyan tree also wandered over here.
"Damn, I also said where the two of you died in the last two laps. It turned out to be here." Zhu Shoubin ran over angrily, raised his index finger, and kept firing at Shen Zhou and Peng Chen.
Peng Chen didn't even have the interest to change his expression, but Shen Zhouxing was missing a few words back to him: "You are not a three-year-old nanny, we have been with you to the extreme. If you don't accompany you later, it is trusting you. We have to look ahead. In the long run, the beautiful sisters here need more spiritual support."
Qian Mai Xiaoxiao rolled his eyes, who is your beautiful sister. After receiving the mineral water handed by Liu Feipeng, he rinsed his mouth and followed the sports committee to report to the referee teacher.
The people who were left were all laughing and playing, each chatting about the weird and interesting things they encountered in the arena. Just after Zhu Shoubin's struggle, the first place in the third grade group is already in the bag. Therefore, for the next women's long-distance race, everyone has been able to lightly talk and laugh.
"Playing together another day." Ji Jinping walked past the gathering place of the third grade (10) class, and cast a lightly on F3. Without waiting for the three of them to respond, they walked forward.
Shen Zhou grinned and made a KILL gesture, yelling from behind: "Call Lin Wei, let's have a little bit of fun, and take care of everything that should be done."
Ji Jinping said nothing, stretched out his right hand and waved, indicating that he heard it. Then they trot all the way to the girl in the white sportswear, and the two whispered something.
Nan Weiwei, who was left behind, slowly stopped. Definitely looking at the two people in front of him, there was an inexplicable pain in his heart. Is this Jinping's friend? Why haven't you heard him talk about it before? Seeing the two walking side by side to the referee teacher, why does the vaguely familiar height ratio make her feel uneasy? Could it be... in the dark alley of the flower shop...
Nan Weiwei gently shook her head, her white teeth bit her red lips deeply to prevent her from thinking about it. Didn’t you know it a long time ago? Didn’t you tell yourself to give up long ago? Why do you still run over happily when you see him?
Ji Jinping and the girl in white blatantly went in and out of each other, and immediately caused a Category 5 storm on the playground, and there was an uproar nearby. Although many people don't know the name of the man in black, and even though there are a few sneaky "underground parties" in No. 1, but to whisper to each other for granted, it really broke everyone's glasses.
The students talked a lot, whispering, sucking in air-conditioning, inquiring, and all kinds of inexplicable excitement, envy, and gossip.
"Oh, don't you go to accompany your Jinping brother?" Shen Zhou Qianbian's smiling face appeared in front of Nan Weiwei in an untimely and untimely beating.
"I want~you~pipe." Nan Weiwei paled with a small face, her voice trembling, even a little choked. Full of anger, a stubborn brain was spilled on the hapless Shen Zhou.
"Ohhhhh... you want~you~ tube..." Shen Zhou laughed happily without knowing the life and death, and deliberately pinched Lanhua's fingers, and repeated Nan Wei Weijiao's voice in the same way.
Shen Zhou's hippie smile is nothing less than worse. Nan Weiwei gritted her teeth so fiercely, completely disregarding her image, rushing to the sea to beat him up, but unexpectedly, he was slyly flashed into the air. The beautiful cherry little mouth was flat, and it shook slightly. Seeing Xingyan slowly clouded a layer of mist, Shen Zhou realized that the matter was serious.
Realizing that there was something wrong, Liu Feipeng walked over to take a look, and when he didn't know it, he glared at Shen Zhouyi. Then, she pulled up Nan Weiwei's sleeve and walked towards the inner circle: "Let's go, Wheat is about to run away."
Peng Chen and Zhu Shoubin were not sympathetic to Shen Zhou's grievances at all. Instead, they ridiculed him repeatedly: "Idiot, do you think girls are so easy to molest?"
"Who molested her..." Shen Zhou was very depressed, and followed the large group to the inner circle.
The last gunshot sounded, and Qianmai started from the second track, and the girl in white was next to her. But after hearing the wind "swish" by, the white shadows flickered in front of her eyes, and what was left for her was the swaying pony tail.
Damn, it's really amazing to run so hard at the beginning. Latent wheat secretly adjusted its interest rate, speeding up the pace to catch up. Concentrated, shielding all the cheering shouts and the movement of figures around him, his eyes only fixed on the white figure in front of him.
The sound of cheering on the playground one after another, the third (10) squad of junior high troops moved with the hidden wheat in the inner circle. In contrast, the girls in white appear to be lonely, with only Ji Jinping and a few logistical supplies in the inner circle. But soon, they were obliterated in the large army of the third grade (10) class and other classes.
"Come on, wheat! I defeated her in a sprint, (4) Ban Ji Caicai." A familiar clear soprano sounded in his ears. At some point, Sun Hongmei, Ruan Huihui and Wang Zhigao also came to help.
Heh, Ji Caicai, such an awesome ABB, Qianmai almost smirked.
"Don't be distracted, follow her closely." Peng Chen's slightly rough urging sound resounded next to him.
Qian Xiaobu immediately grabbed his mind, spread his feet, and rushed up to keep pace with Ji Caicai.
Alerted to the close pursuit of the people next to him, Ji Caicai took a sharp breath, generated wind under her step, rushed to the end of the straight track like an arrow from the string, and turned into the third lap. What disturbed her was that the girl next to her seemed like brown candy, clinging to herself, and couldn't get rid of it even if she wanted to. Moreover, I felt that her breathing was not disturbed.
Entering the third lap, Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin were a little bit stunned to look at the girls who were left behind in the half-large circle: "Have the girls been so fierce these days? They run desperately from start to finish, there seems to be no extreme."
Wang Zhigao followed them closely, knowing the roots and knowing the bottom line, and said: "It doesn't matter. When wheat was a child, he often carried a small basket and ran in ten villages and nine cols. A mere 3,000 meters was not a problem for her."
"Niu Xi!" Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin exclaimed, shouting loudly, "Come on, wheat!"
In fact, far more than the students from the third grade (10) class were shouting for cheer, and there was an endless stream of cheering on both sides of the road. The teachers and students of the whole school were amazed, and I didn't expect that the final moments of the school sports meeting would stage a wonderful double competition. On the runway, there are two girls, one white and one red. If you chase me after the two of them, you just don't accept anyone. The two entered the fourth lap and left the other participating girls for a full lap.
The leading teachers on the rostrum were very pleased, and when they passed the rostrum like a whirlwind of white and red, they applauded and cheered. On the contrary, Gu Yawei, who just kept talking nonstop, held his breath now, staring at the latent wheat passing by. I'm afraid that one will make a noise and disturb the student who is struggling like flying.
Latent wheat turned a deaf ear to the reaction of the outside world, his legs became a little heavy, but he ran more and more vigorously, as if not under the control of the brain, his legs would automatically stagger and move forward. The wind blew through her ears, and she had the pleasure of riding the wind and the waves, galloping horizontally and horizontally.
As she passed the logistics base of Xiao Adai and Nan Weiwei for the fourth time, she glanced at her friend who was crying for cheering in sweat. Stretching out his hand straight, Liu Feipeng squatted here with Nan Weiwei, and quickly greeted her with eyesight and hands.
Suddenly, the palms of Latent Wheat's hands were cold, and there was a white wet towel in his hand, which was half wrapped in an ice cube of a suitable size. Without stopping, he put ice cubes into his mouth, and it suddenly hit his heart cold. He quickly wiped his face with a wet towel, and threw it into the army. When Ji Caicai finally couldn't help receiving water from the bottle, Diving Wheat increased his horsepower, jumped over, and rushed into the fifth lap. After passing the contestants who were behind by a large circle three to five five, they launched a sprint ahead of time.
The campus once again turned into a sea of jubilation, and the cheering sounded one after another, resounding across the sky. When Qianmai rushed over the podium for the last time, looking at the girl in white who was struggling to catch up from behind, Gu Yawei couldn't help it anymore, jumped up from the chair, patted the table with the pennant in front of him and shouted: "Wheat soy sauce! Wheat soy sauce!..."
The banging sound of the table shook the cups of Teacher Chen and the dean next to him, and other leaders and teachers also covered their mouths and laughed: "Look at this little Gu in a hurry, and Guang Pingyan ran out."
However, Teacher Chen just smiled silently, staring at the galloping red back, and with a long hand, he pointed the desktop microphone in front of the vice-principal towards Gu Yawei. So, Gu Yawei’s wide-ranging speeches cheered, and Hong Guoguo spread across the campus. The students hugged their belly and laughed into a ball, and only the teacher with a face comparable to a tree bark shouted with excitement.
"It's a shame." Qian Mai said a low curse, and he almost fell over by Leide.
When Peng Chen heard it sharply, he frowned and urged: "Run! She has caught up. You have to imagine hunting dogs, hunting dogs, hunting dogs, biting hunting dogs..."
"Ah..." Among the many animals, Latent Wheat is most afraid of chasing hounds that bite. Even though he knew that it was made by Peng Chen, once the concept was reflected in his brain, he would be horrified. Without him, he would spontaneously speed up his feet and rush forward like an escape.
Peng Chen didn't think it was enough. In the last two hundred meters, he stepped onto the runway with no one next to him, and yelled with Shen Zhou and Zhu Shoubin near Qianmai: "Run, there are wolf dogs, wolf dogs, wolf dogs, cannibal wolf dogs behind the hounds. …"
As a result, the students who were watching and cheering on both sides saw such a weird scene: The girl in red had clearly thrown the girl in white a long distance, but she seemed unaware of it, and her dark eyes were full of fear. Flying like the end of the world...
Finally, amidst the overwhelming cheers, the submerged wheat brushed the red ribbon, rushed forward with inertia, and collapsed on Nan Weiwei and Sun Hongmei, allowing them to support themselves and continue walking slowly around the runway, Ren Ruan Huihui also stepped towards herself Pinch your arms and legs. And the one who made her heartbeat 180, then quietly disappeared in the crowd.
"Damn, a perfect ending... Look at who dares to say from now on... The Olympics students are "Bai Zhan Ji"." Gu Yawei was so excited that he spoke incoherently, uttering slurs in all his dialects.
Through the microphone, the campus burst into laughter again. At the same time, the headmaster’s cool voice rang from another microphone: "Now I announce that Teacher Gu will be fined for one month for violating the foul language."
Underneath is another unkind gloating. Gu Yawei still smiled and smiled smugly, complacently promised: "It should be punished, it should be punished, I am very happy to use words, students must not follow me..."
At this time, all the troops from the third grade (10) class ran over and waved to Gu Yawei: "Old Gu, we have covered your bonus this month..."
At this moment, Gu Yawei, who had been standing for a long time, showed a urchin-like innocent smile.
Later, when Qianmai was relieved, he realized that it was really a three-point hard work and seven-point luck to win this long-distance running championship. It turned out that immediately after she started sprinting, Ji Caicai was anxious, the mineral water was poured fiercely, and she choked without breathing. Stubbornly, she refused to stop, running and running, coughing and pounding her chest. In the end, accompanied by Ji Jinping, she crossed the finish line with a third result.
At a certain moment, Qianmai felt a trace of guilt, and turned around and asked Peng Chen: "We are like this, is it considered... Misplaced?..."
Qian Mai found that he could not find a suitable word to sum up this iron plate kicking incident.
Peng Chen has a really boring expression on your face: "I haven't asked them for a salary yet. Without our hard cooperation, can they be the hero and heroine of Qiong Yao's lifelike bitterness drama?"