The beauty of the sports meet is that you can focus on a specific part of a girl without any scruples, which is almost unimaginable in normal times. Therefore, in addition to the gentleness, many young men with shining eyes gathered by the sand pit, pretending to be technical guidance or cheering and encouraging, and trying to get close to the girls.
Wen Liang followed the local customs and regulated Ning Xiaoning's movements from the smallest details. Although they didn't touch each other's fingers and palms, it was the closest contact since they met. The girl's body was slender and soft, and it was the cleanest and flawless time of her life. From the ends of her hair to the lapels, she exuded a faint fragrance. However, Uncle Wen was different from other boys. He really didn't want to take advantage of her. He was concentrating on playing the role of coach.
He also didn't expect that Ning Xiaoning, who was tall and long-legged, a basketball player, and had the best flexibility and ductility among her peers, would be so clumsy in the triple jump.
"Yes, here, start jumping from this position!"
"Press the ground with your left foot, lift your right foot first, and then switch swings after two seconds..."
"Girl, you turned the other way!"
After three attempts, Wen Liang couldn't bear to watch anymore and said, "Miss, you can't be reserved when doing long jump. You need to open your legs wider... Hey, stop hitting me... If you hit me again, I'll be angry... If you keep hitting me..."
The sand pit was in a mess, and even if someone saw Wen Liang and Ning Xiaoning, no one cared - if they didn't take this opportunity to flirt with girls, they would never find such a good opportunity in the future - there was even a boy who secretly gave Wen Liang a thumbs up, with an expression so obscene that it was comparable to the generation of breast-touching boys who became popular on the Internet later.
The referee blew the whistle, and Wen Liang ended his coaching mission in great pain. At this time, he could only encourage him mentally: "Remember the key points of the movements I just taught you..."
Ning Xiaoning's confidence was destroyed by Wen Liang in just a few minutes. She actually behaved out of character and blinked her eyes cutely, looking at him pitifully.
Wen Liang's voice faltered, and he said helplessly: "Well, you don't have to remember anything. Anyway, you are tall, so just run to the starting line and jump hard. "
This action was concise and clear, Ning Xiaoning nodded quickly, fearing that Wen Liang would change his mind again. It must be said that at times, Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning's roles seemed to be mutually exclusive. No matter how good they could be, they still had something in common in essence.
Due to the large number of participants, the competition lasted forty to fifty minutes. Each person had three chances. Although Ning Xiaoning's movements were a mess, the other girls were not much better. Everyone was there to participate in the event. Ning Xiaoning relied on her long legs and was able to do well in the jump. However, she was unlucky because two female athletes also signed up for this event. They were so professional in taking off, swinging their arms, and spreading their legs. Especially with a scream in the air, they could almost break through the air barrier and jump three meters forward. When the results were announced, Ning Xiaoning ranked third, which seemed to be a little behind Ji Su and Xu Yao's invincibility.
This shouldn't have been the case. In Wen Liang's opinion, among the three, Ning Xiaoning should have had the greatest hope of getting first place in any project. What a pity!
Seeing Ning Xiaoning's expression from afar, Wen Liang immediately prepared to be the scapegoat. Sure enough, as soon as Ning Xiaoning came over, she said contemptuously: "What a lousy coach, it's all your fault!"
What else could Wen Liang say? He lowered his head, dug his toes into the ground, and twisted his fingers in an awkward manner, shouting in his heart: There is nothing wrong with being cute, long live the cute boys!
Ning Xiaoning burst out laughing, but immediately held back her laughter, and said coldly: "Don't think I can let you go just like this... Let's put it this way, you lose our bet, and you have to wash the dishes for me from now on..."
Wen Liang looked up in astonishment, only to discover the cunning in Ning Xiaoning's eyes. Well, it turned out that this little girl didn't care about winning or losing this game at all, but was pretending to be angry to trick him into agreeing to her subsequent unreasonable requests.
That was true. With her mentality, it was good enough that she could compete. Why would she care about such meaningless things as ranking? She must have just discovered that her athletic talent was not reflected in the triple jump at all, and it was impossible for her to win against Wen Liang, so she wanted to use this to win without fighting.
What a good plan! If Wen Liang hadn't been so cunning, any other boy would have agreed to it in a daze. "Well, let's put it this way! I'm an incompetent coach, so I'm asking to resign, but our bet won't count until it's done!"
Ning Xiaoning saw that she couldn't fool him, so she snorted and said, "Stingy guy!"
"hey-hey!"
Wen Liang couldn't help laughing when he thought about the fact that he could say goodbye to the hard job of washing dishes in the future. Ning Xiaoning was so angry that her teeth itched, but she could do nothing about it. As soon as the crowd dispersed, she immediately said, "Why are you grinning like an idiot? Come over here and compete!"
Wen Liang saw that there was still sand on her jeans and knew that she had used up a lot of energy. He said, "You don't have to jump. Just add three meters to your best result. As long as you exceed it, I win. How about that?"
Ning Xiaoning's score was 8.34 meters, which meant that Wen Liang would win as long as he jumped over 13 meters. However, Ning Xiaoning did not appreciate it and said, "I didn't perform well just now, so don't try to take advantage of me."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "Okay, whatever you say, I'll dance first."
He walked to the end of the runway, started, accelerated, and when he reached the take-off line, he exerted force, stretched his legs, kicked forward very quickly, and then landed in the sand pit with a bang.
Judging from her eyes, it was more than ten meters away. Ning Xiaoning bit her lower lip. In fact, she understood all the key points Wen Liang taught her, but for some reason, she just didn't want to make such aggressive movements in front of him. This was different from basketball. Girls playing basketball had a different charm, but triple jump, just like its name, had no beauty.
But this guy...
"It's just jumping like a monkey, there's nothing to be proud of!"
Ning Xiaoning poured a basin of cold water on Wen Liang and started running again.
Never mind, it’s ugly so what!
After a short sprint, Ning Xiaoning stepped on the take-off line. She was determined to imitate Wen Liang and stretch her legs in mid-air. However, it was easier said than done. When she landed, she didn't have time to retract her left foot and fell heavily into the sand pit. Wen Liang's exclamation rang in her ears: "Be careful!"
Almost at the same time, I felt a sharp pain in my ankle, and half of my body began to tremble violently. My brain went blank. The winter day was still cold, but sweat was pouring down my forehead.
Wen Liang jumped into the pit, gently held her shoulders, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong? Where does it hurt? It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
Ning Xiaoning raised her head; the hair by her ears was already a little damp, but she could smell the boy's scent through her nose, and with her shoulders pressed against his body, an inexplicable warmth quietly permeated her body and mind, and even the pain in her feet suddenly became much lighter.
Is this love
Ning Xiaoning didn't want to think about this question anymore, so she lowered her head and buried it in his chest, murmuring: "It hurts..."
Wen Liang carefully picked her up from the ground and said softly, "It's okay, it's okay, we'll go find a doctor right away, just bear with it..."
Is this happiness
Ning Xiaoning's fingertips pierced into her palm fiercely!
I'm hurt, can I let loose for a bit? Just this once, just this once, okay, Yaoyao, is this okay
After a busy time at the infirmary, it was fortunately just a soft tissue contusion, nothing serious, but don't think about walking on your own for the next few days. Ning Xiaoning's face became less cold, and occasionally she would smile softly at Wen Liang's anxious face. Although it was fleeting, it was a rare sight. But Wen Liang was feeling deeply guilty and didn't notice her abnormality. When Xu Yao heard the news and rushed to the infirmary, Ning Xiaoning had returned to her usual self. She coldly drove Wen Liang away, and Xu Yao accompanied her, waiting for the family to send a car to pick her up.
This little episode also made Wen Liang lose interest in the sports meeting. He was too lazy to go back and chat with Ren Yi and others, so he went home directly.
Ding Mei was still busy with the work at the farm machinery factory. Even Wen Liang didn't know how a factory that was about to close down could have so many things to do, but he didn't dare to complain. Ding Mei's temper was not very good. He called Wen Huaiming again, and hung up after just a few words. However, Wen Liang also knew that the Shunyi grain case had made great progress, so he put aside his thoughts on that side.
There was no conversation that night. The third day of the sports meet was still very lively. From time to time, news of breaking school records came in. Wen Liang participated in several events and took over the fourth baton in the men's 4*100m despite being in a disadvantageous situation. In the last ten meters, he overtook his opponent and snatched the championship from Class 4. After the game, Liu Zhihe came to the door to ask for punishment, but was beaten by Wen Liang, Ren Yi and others and fled in grief.
I met Xu Yao in the cafeteria at noon and asked about Ning Xiaoning's injury. Xu Yao was puzzled and asked, "What on earth are you two doing? Xiaoning just said that she sprained her ankle while dancing, but the game is over. With her temper, why would she still play? Didn't you go over to cheer her on? What happened?"
Wen Liang scratched his head. There was no need to lie to Xu Yao about the gambling. Was he afraid that Xu Yao would find out and cause trouble for him? But Ning Xiaoning's past behavior meant that his Wen family was very lucky if she didn't complain to death. How could she cover up for him
However, Uncle Wen usually didn't want to think about what the little girl was thinking, so he answered in the same breath: "She got third place, she was not satisfied and insisted on dancing again, and ended up spraining her ankle..."
"Is that so..."
Xu Yao suddenly smiled and said, "Xiao Wenzi, how about I give you a task?"
Once Xu Yao showed this kind of impish playfulness on her face, Wen Liang felt his heart beating: "Okay, what's wrong with that?"
"Xiao Ning doesn't want to stay at home and has to come to school. This makes it difficult for her to go up and down the stairs. I see that you have a lot of strength when throwing the shot put, so I'll leave this task to you, okay?"
"This..." Wen Liang was a little embarrassed: "Men and women should not touch each other..."
Xu Yao raised her eyebrows, put her little fist to her red lips and blew a breath, Wen Liang immediately shouted: "Okay, okay, I promise to complete the task!"
(Thanks to Zhuang JOHN for the 10,000-word reward)