The end of the 1,000 meters, 2 minutes and 49 seconds, even broke the school's historical record.
The timekeeper was shocked, and the hand holding the watch even trembled slightly.
Shen Cheng? Crossed the red line of victory, sweat dripped from his forehead, his breathing was unstable, and he was adjusting his breathing.
Jian Shiwu and his group also arrived.
Zhen Meili patted Shen Chengyu on the shoulder: "Hurry up, you, you, how can you be as good as an hour? What are you doing running so fast? Are you tired? Why are you so physically strong? Auntie just saw the first one? The two old ones you left behind are far away!"
Shen Cheng lowered his eyes and said humbly, "It's just that I'm in a good state today."
Jian Zicheng sighed beside him: "Young people are good, they have endless energy, you and Shi Wu both won the first place, and uncle will also work hard in the parent-child relay race soon, so I can't let you two lose noodle."
After the words fell, Jian Shiwu also trotted to the front.
The sun was scorching hot, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his white face. It was Shen Cheng's achievement, but he was even more excited, his eyes were shining brightly: "2 minutes and 49 seconds! Personally speaking, this is a record!"
Shen Cheng looked sideways at him.
Jian Shiwu seemed to realize that he was too excited. He lowered his voice a little, looked at Shen Cheng and sighed softly, "That's amazing."
Shen Cheng's back was covered in sweat. The doctor told him that although the wound on his back had healed, he should not engage in very strenuous exercise. Otherwise, the wound would be easily torn, and the wound on his back was aching. He knew he shouldn't run so fast. Hurry up, this is not good.
but-
When he saw Jian Shiwu shouting for him and looking at him with hopeful eyes, everything was left behind, he just wanted to win.
Shen Cheng pursed his lips: "Really?"
Just as you like.
"Yeah!" Jian Shiwu showed a smile and nodded emphatically: "You are amazing!"
Looking at his smile, Shen Cheng's eyes gradually became softer. There was a cool autumn wind blowing over the playground. The exhaustion from exercising and the discomfort in the body were nothing. Underneath the brows? It doesn't seem so important.
Zhen Meili handed over the water: "Drink some water."
Shen Cheng took it, his fingertips turned white, but still behaved politely: "Thank you, auntie."
Zhen Meili gave a "tsk" sound: "Thank you, you kid is talking about birthright again? Besides, Auntie is really angry."
Although the tone is reproachful, the concern and familiarity in it are not fake.
In the past, during sports meetings or other activities, after other students participated in the project, there would always be parents who would come up to greet them. Whether they were blaming or praising, the children surrounded would always be smiling. Happiness that cannot be concealed.
Whenever this time, Shen Cheng is always isolated. It is false to say that he is not envious, but that happened a long time ago. Later, he learned not to have any expectations, and he can be quite alone. good.
"Shen Cheng?"
Jian Shiwu's voice came from beside him, and his little white hand held a paper handkerchief to him: "Wipe your sweat."
Shen Cheng came back to his senses, and stretched out his hand to take the soft handkerchief.
Zhen Meili took out a small fan from her bag and fanned it for Shen Cheng. The woman complained and said, "Why is the sun so bright in this weather? You just exercised? It must be hot after you finish the exercise. Look at your two children." The sweat on your face, don’t suffer from heatstroke in a while.”
Father Jian said, "Hey, let's go? Under the shade of the trees over there?"
Noisy, Shen Cheng? thought.
But those dark eyes were full of warmth at first. Standing where he was, listening to these words, surrounded by a group of people who cared about him, he felt his heart slowly swell, even the pain in his back Can't feel it anymore.
Zhen Meili lowered her head and asked softly, "Shen Cheng, shall we go together? Over there?"
It's good to be alone, this is what he has known for a long time.
but now
He heard himself? Say, "Okay."
In fact, he has really adapted to the coldness of the night, although occasionally the sun will shine on him, although he knows that this is short-lived, but once in a while? It's also... okay.
…
After resting for a while, Jian Shiwu took Jian's father to fetch water not far away.
Hearing the sound of the radio, Father Jian asked another group of people to participate in the next event, and asked, "Shen Cheng, what event did you all sign up for? Dad will accompany you there later?"
Jane Shiwu did some calculations and said, "No, there will be a parent-child relay race at the end."
"That's it?" Father Jian seemed a little disappointed: "Your old? Dad, I used to be an ever-victorious general. I have never lost a game, and I am going to show you my skills!"
Jian Shiwu looked at himself? His father looked like a treasure, and he was amused, but he still glanced at Shen Cheng behind him, pulled his father forward, walked a few steps, and whispered: "Dad, Shen Cheng? I still have injuries on my body, so it is right to take part in a few less events."
Father Jian frowned, and he said, "Isn't that a long time ago? I heard from your mother that his wound was healed and he's almost healed."
Jian Shiwu was speechless, but he understood the truth.
There were people coming and going on the playground, and even many students in the class rushed from their seats to celebrate Shen Cheng's breaking the record, with admiration and envy, boasting how amazing he was.
Shen Cheng also stood upright on the spot, talking to the people around him in a calm manner. He seemed to be the kind of protagonist who should be surrounded by the sun. When the sun set, he was dazzling and admirable.
But…
Jian Shiwu was inexplicable, but subconsciously worried about him.
In the past, he felt a little sympathetic to Shen Cheng, because at that time, Shen Cheng had a very bitter life without any sweetness, so he was used to thinking more about it, maybe it was because he had developed a habit since then, I can't change it now.
Father Jian touched his head: "Okay, okay, Dad understands."
Jian Shiwu came back to her senses and hesitated a little: "Dad, what do you know?"
"It's like your mother? At this age, she is still a little girl in Dad's eyes." Jian's father said cheerfully, "I'm worried that she won't know the way, but she herself? Can't take care of herself?"
Jian Shiwu blinked in confusion, not quite understanding.
Father Jian didn't force it either, a smile appeared on his face: "You will understand when you grow up."
Because, only if you really like someone, if you love someone?, you will really feel that he is so miserable, even if it is a trivial thing, you will feel sorry for the other person, and if it is something that someone would sneer at and feel hypocritical, if it is the other person? There will be genuine distress and pity, love is unreasonable favoritism, no reason.
Jian Shiwu half understood: "I, but I didn't treat Shen Cheng as a child."
Father Jian smiled: "So you still don't understand it yet!"
…
Jian Shiwu felt that he couldn't communicate with his old father. Fortunately, he didn't have the opportunity to struggle for a long time. The parent-child relay race needed to be prepared in advance, and he was called away early. Volunteered to go, so Zhen Meili accompanied Jian Shiwu to finish the race.
There are also many parents who were shocked after seeing Zhen Meili:
"Is this Jane Shiwu's mother?"
"It seems to be, I just took a look at it, it's so handsome."
"Don't look, it actually looks like my mother."
"Yes, the nose and eyes are the same, aren't they?"
Many objective people already have the answer in their hearts, and only some are still prejudiced:
"Maybe my mother did it too?"
"That's right, the flowers in the greenhouse, look at her, they are so beautiful."
"I'm sure I haven't done any work at home."
There are six tracks in one group on the playground, and six people can run at a time. The students are the first one, and the second one is from the parents. Unfortunately, apart from Zhen Meili, other people in this group They are all men.
While preparing, a man laughed and said, "Big girl, you're out of luck."
Zhen Meili was wearing sportswear, and she was doing some simple warm-up exercises. Hearing this, she smiled back: "Friendship comes first, competition comes second."
She herself has a weak appearance.
Today, I put on light makeup and tied up my hair. She looks like a beautiful woman, and even arouses the pity of some male chauvinists. Sure enough, someone said: "We will put water on you when the time comes, don't you?" It's too embarrassing for you to lose!"
Zhen Meili hooked her lips and smiled: "Thank you, there is no need."
Her big tone made some people laugh out loud, thinking that she was trying to save face and suffer.
"boom!"
The sound of the referee's gun in front rang.
With an order, the first-best students started to run. Jian Shiwu's speed was not slow, and he could even be said to have won the first place. If there were no accidents, he should be able to become the first. The first handover person, but when he was about to run to Zhen Meili? Only a few hundred meters away—
Someone went the wrong way!
The person next to Jian Shiwu ran the wrong way because of excessive force, and squeezed directly in front of him. As a result, Jian Shiwu had to take full steps, but it was only delayed for more than ten seconds, and several people around him had already passed by.
All around, including classmates in the same class, are shouting:
"At noon, hurry up?!"
"Quick!"
"Oh, what's the matter with this person, you went wrong!"
The students were even more anxious than Jian Shiwu. When the student returned to his track, Jian Shiwu had already fallen a lot. He was a little anxious, with a layer of sweat on his head, and looked forward. Zhen Meili, who was in front of her, was very calm. She was already prepared. Although she didn't speak, Jian Shiwu saw in her eyes that she was sure of winning.
In an instant, he was settled.
Rushing to the front with all her might, Zhen Meili rushed out like a gust of wind.
At first, no one noticed her, until the woman surpassed one person after another, everyone panicked:
"Who is that!"
"It's awesome, so fast."
"It's Jane Shiwu's mother."
When I first saw someone, I thought it was a woman who couldn't lift her shoulders or hands, but what surprised too many people was Zhen Meili's explosive power. She was the first to reach the finish line and won the red rope of victory. She didn't even blush and her heart beat.
Both photographers and reporters? Stupid.
Zhen Meili finished the run without any pressure, and even raised eyebrows at the stupid female reporter. The cheerful woman smiled and said, "Did you take a better picture of me?"
Her smile is like a flower, and her eyes are breathtakingly beautiful.
The reporter was stunned, and suddenly asked, "May I ask if you have acted in "Jin Shang" before?"
Zhen Meili was slightly surprised: "You have seen it."
"Of course!" The reporter was so excited, she said, "I really like it, and there are still a few CDs of your songs at home."
Zhen Meili smiled: "That's all? It happened when I was young, just kidding."
Under the camera, she is elegant and calm. She left a solid mark in the entertainment industry in her early twenties. Even though the years have changed, she still remains beautiful.
The reporter said to the photographer: "Really? Nothing? You haven't changed!"
Some parents around here also noticed the movement here, and some people overheard some, and were very surprised. If it is said that the appearance can be plastic surgery, how could it be possible to have plastic surgery ten or twenty years ago? People? Yes It's really natural and beautiful. At this time, I looked at some parents who said that Zhen Meili might also have plastic surgery. Those women also looked very pale, embarrassed, but really speechless.
The parent-child relay race is over, and the names are also separated.
The closing ceremony ended grandly. The principal and directors came to the stage to deliver speeches. At the same time, the top three parents of the contest were also invited to make speeches. Name, he said: "I invite the two parents to speak on stage."
The audience? There was thunderous applause.
In the past, only some parents saw the appearance of Jian Shiwu's parents, but now the two of them are standing on the stage, even under the big screen. Jian Zicheng's appearance is correct, and Zhen Meili is elegant and beautiful.
After they came to the stage, the principal was not in a hurry to step down. He said, "Before the two of you give speeches, I also have something to say."
Jian Zicheng smiled at him.
The principal sighed, and then said: "Everyone knows that our No. 1 Middle School is a private school. In 2001, before the start of school in July? There was heavy rain two days ago, and we encountered floods. Our geographical location is relatively low. The tables, chairs and books of the students were flooded, and hundreds of thousands of books were also soaked."
"At that time, we were worried. The children used their books." The principal's voice was conveyed to everyone below through the loudspeaker. Wan, it was they who helped launch the fundraising, so that caring people in the society can participate together and help us tide over the difficulties together."
Jian Zicheng? I didn't expect the principal to say this on this occasion. He smiled and patted him on the shoulder as a gesture of comfort.
The principal sighed, suppressed his emotions, and sighed: "I have always wanted to thank Mr. Jian and Mrs. Jian for their assistance to our school. Without you, some of our children might have to use tables and chairs that have been soaked in water. We didn’t get brand new books so soon, and we will never forget your kindness to No. 1 Middle School!”
Principal Wang Chuan's voice was loud and clear, reaching every corner of the playground.
Some students who didn't know the inside story were surprised, and more parents were also surprised. Jian Zicheng on the stage saw the headmaster so suffocated, so he comforted him a few words. His voice was warm, calm and introverted, and he said with a low smile: "Principal Wang, don't be polite to us. My wife and I went to No. 1 Middle School when we were young. This is our alma mater. Naturally, we have no reason not to help our alma mater when it is in trouble. We have made some money in business these years? For small money, I also want to give back to the school."
Principal Wang Chuan pursed his lips. He was old and already had white hair on his head.
Jian Zicheng said with a smile: "Children's affairs are the most important thing. I believe it is us today, but even if it is replaced by...others will do the same. We only take part of the donation, and more comes from The help given by many parents and caring people is something that can only be achieved by the strength of all people. Our purpose is the same, that is to give our children a better education and let them grow into adults. , set an example for them.”
His words are courteous, low-key and friendly, which can trigger the hearts of most parents in the audience.
yes
It's all for the children, to give them a better educational environment.
The couple on the stage were gentle and elegant, and they talked eloquently. Some of the parents in the audience also recalled: "It turned out that they gave the donation in 2001. At that time, we said that we must thank others well?" , these are the parents of that child in Jian Shiwu."
"Yes, it really is."
"Hey, man? It's really a combination of virtue and art, and I haven't forgotten my roots after making money."
"Isn't it true that this couple really has nothing to say? Say it."
This will be emotional, and finally someone remembered what happened before, and the sensible parents spoke? They glanced at the somewhat impressive crowd around them, and said:
"Family? So affectionate and righteous, I don't know who are gossips who have been paid a thousand dollars."
"The key is that there is no evidence yet, so gossip everywhere."
"Some parents? Parents, or adults are really shameless. My own? Family? Children still use the desks, chairs and books provided by others. I don't know how to have the face to say it."
"My family? That dead child also knows who he learned from, go back? See if I don't deal with him properly!"
"Me too."
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