Games.
After the flag-raising ceremony, the leaders gave speeches. The vice-principal stood on the rostrum and gave a speech for half an hour.
After standing for a full hour, there were complaints from all over the world. The teacher coughed and accommodatingly allowed them to sit down and rest.
A team is in the middle.
Sitting cross-legged on the lawn, Song Yu tore open a mint and stuffed it in his mouth.
He looked a little surprised at the pile of small pink envelopes piled up in front of him, and raised his eyebrows: "What are these?"
Xi Bowen glanced at the crowd next to him, and said in a low voice, "Trust me. Your little fans sent it. I guess it's all to cheer for your game in the afternoon. Brother Yu, take it apart and take a look."
Ma Xiaoding counted beside him.
"1. Only thank God can fight against it.”
Song Yu didn't sleep well yesterday, and now he is sleepy, he sneered when he heard this. Contains sugar, the cool mint flavor is scattered in the mouth, and the spirit is better.
He pulled over a letter: "It's all love letters? No, it's very embarrassing in the early morning." It's just that his eyelids are drooping, his lips are lazily pulled, and the only thing on his face is "I'm so sleepy" I want to sleep", without the slightest embarrassment.
Ma Xiaoding looked left and right, found a bright spot, and said gloatingly: "Brother Yu, look, you rejected a love letter last time. Now everyone has learned to be smart, and they don't write all their names, so you can't find anyone. I don't even think about going back."
Song Yu looked at it, and sure enough, the letters were all pseudonyms, either Meimei or Mengmeng, or Xiaoqian Wanwan, how to perfunctory.
The corners of his lips twitched, and the last bit of sleepiness disappeared.
Song Yu casually opened one and glanced at it.
Cute emojis were drawn on the colored paper, followed by a line of words "Come on, husband, you are the best today". When I opened it again, it was a lot of literature and art. The words were very beautiful, but the signature was "your future girlfriend". Of course, this is not the most excessive. The signatures at the back are more individual than each other.
"Next Lieutenant Colonel Flower"
"Did you sleep with Brother Yu today?"
"Brother school bully, look at me"
"Get the certificate at 8 o'clock, husband"
Song Yu chewed the candy and felt a little familiar. It was probably their forum id, and in a sense it was a real-name confession.
He analyzed it in his heart and said with a smile: "The high school girls are really too idle now, and they call people their husbands casually. For the sake of school spirit and discipline, I decided to add one to my future spouse selection criteria, and I will not accept it. Girls with a total score of less than 600 show their love."
"Hey." Ma Xiaoding sucked in a breath. As a student, he felt hurt. "Can I get a discount? A 50% discount, 300%."
Xi Bowen laughed hahaha: "I'm afraid that when the grades are averaged out, and it is more than ten points higher than before, the principal will send you a pennant."
Song Yu: "Don't, make a contribution to the school and hide your merits and fame."
At this time, Ma Xiaoding suddenly began to shoot grass excitedly.
"Brother Yu, Brother Yu, thank God for coming to power."
Song Yu's remaining words stopped at his mouth.
The surroundings began to riot, sweeping away the deadness that had just begun.
Girls, you push me, I push you, whisper, can't hide the excitement.
Song Yu put down the letter in his hand, raised his head and looked towards the rostrum.
This is Xie Sui's second time on stage to speak as a student representative after the last freshman representative. Under the empty blue sky, the young man was wearing a school uniform, standing tall and straight, outstanding and dazzling. He read the speech to the speech, wondering if he hadn't slept well, his voice was a little hoarse, and the coolness was also sultry.
No one in the room listened to what he said, all stared at his face.
The autumn wind blew the white paper at his fingertips.
Song Yu heard the sighs of the two girls in the back right.
"Thank God just shocked my whole high school. He looks good, has good temperament, good grades, and his voice is so soothing. I see him every time I see him."
"Who doesn't love the school grass? Next time, you can propose to the school to post the photo of the first year on the score list, it will definitely stimulate all the motivation for me to study. When I think of my promotion, I will be one step closer to him, and in an instant I want to buy a set of five-three."
"Hahahahahaha don't ask is the power of love,"
Song Yu sat on the lawn, looking at the outstanding young man, the corners of his lips couldn't help raising.
His tablemate was awesome.
Xie Sui stepped off the stage, the crowd screamed like a tidal wave, and the voices were so loud that the head teachers shook their heads.
Song Yu came back to his senses and reacted, still holding the unopened letter in his hand, and continued to look down at the "love letter" he received.
Thirteenth letter.
Xi Bowen asked, "What will Brother Yu plan to do with them after reading them?"
Song Yu said naturally: "Throw it away."
Xi Bowen exaggerated "wow" in an instant: "Brother Yu, you are really a scumbag."
Ma Xiaoding shook his head and sighed: "You forgot, in addition to the gangster, my brother Yu also has a character in the forum who is a ruthless scumbag."
Song Yu expressed his disapproval: "This is called scum?"
Xi Bowen: "Is this not scum?"
Song Yu sneered: "Then I'll show you what a real scumbag is."
Holding a pile of letters in his hand, he said to Ma Xiaoding, "Guess which one I am most satisfied with?"
Ma Xiaoding was stunned and blinked: "Which letter."
Song Yu took off his school uniform jacket and put it aside, sitting in a dangling posture. The light-colored tea eyes were full of smiles, and the corners of his lips were lazy.
"That's a bit hard to choose."
He pulled out a letter and placed it on the grass.
"My favorite is late night."
Another one.
"I respect Mengmeng's idea very much."
Another one.
"But I can't help but feel very happy when I see Meimei's letter."
Fourth.
"Interacting with Xiao Qian is the easiest."
Like dealing cards, he put them down one by one.
"But if I have to choose someone to be with? I choose—"
The letter in his hand has not yet been put down.
A person sat down next to him, his voice was cold, and he asked lightly, "Who to choose?"
Song Yu maintained the motion of raising his arm to take the letter.
The body was the same as when the pause button was pressed, and the name on the letter suddenly couldn't be spoken.
Head tilted.
The person who had just been shining brightly on the rostrum had already straddled his long legs and sat beside him. His handsome face was looking at him with a smile on his lips, but his dark pupils were cold and cold.
Suddenly guilty.
Song Yu coughed and made a complete addition.
“… choose to study.”
Both Xi Bowen and Ma Xiaoding were confused by Song Yu's scumbag school bully remarks just now.
Only reacted now.
Ma Xiaoding widened his eyes: "Too scum."
Xi Bowen adjusted his glasses and was stunned: "My darling, brother Yu, do you open a fish pond or a harem?"
The more they talked, the more biased, Song Yu rolled his eyes.
Without a brief summary of the previous situation, he was just throwing dirty water on him.
He explained to Xie Sui: "What I just showed to them is not my real idea."
Xie Sui repeated slowly and in a light tone: "My favorite is Wanwan, I respect Mengmeng's idea very much, but I can't help but feel very happy when I see Meimei's letter, but chatting with Xiaoqian is the easiest—"
Public execution!
Song Yu suddenly leaned over in shame, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, and was both angry and funny: "Enough, I like my roommate the most, stop reading, stop reading."
Song Yu's palm has very shallow lines, and his skin is delicate and as soft as jade. Covering his lips, to Xie Sui, it was more like a kiss on the palm of his hand.
I like my roommate the most. As sweet as spring water.
Suppress your inner longing.
Xie Sui took his wrist away, chuckled lightly, and said slowly, "Don't like studying anymore?"
"It's not contradictory." Song Yu intentionally changed the subject: "Don't mention this, I'll show you the last signature of their letter. It's really bold enough to call it anything."
Open the folded paper in your hand.
The content is crazy to praise him, call his husband, all kinds of rainbow farts.
Signing is.
"…Thank God you were awesome last night?"
Song Yu: "..."
Xie Sui: "..."
Ma Xiaoding: "Hahahahahahaha"
Xi Bowen also held back his laughter: "This one wants to pedal two boats."
Song Yu silently folded it back.
Xie Sui was stunned for a moment, then said with a low smile, "You were also good last night."
Song Yu: "...!!"
He tried to turn the subject back: "I am better today, and the afternoon is my home court."
Xie Sui rolled her eyes: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."
Of course, the sports meeting also has to cheer for the students in the class.
Song Yu looked quite energetic anyway.
He was stuffed with a small flag, thought it was novel and interesting, and also waved it around.
The cheers and shouts from the side were like a tide.
Cheer up, cheer up.
He was happy with it.
The announcer was Lin Shuangqiu, and his voice spread throughout the playground.
"Crossing the white starting line, you are like a golden lightning bolt. In this autumn, you are full of youthful infinity. Go ahead, athletes, take off like an eagle and conquer your battlefield!"
In the afternoon, the men's 1500 long-distance run.
When Song Yu put on his clothes and came out, a group of girls next to him were laughing and taking pictures with their mobile phones, sighing, "Brother Yu is so handsome."
Jiang Chunian held a small electric fan and handed it to him attentively: "Brother Yu has worked hard to win glory for Ban."
Song Yu smiled.
A boy next to him cooed: "Brother Yu, some people in other classes look down on you, and now the forum has started to bet again, I am not convinced, and I bet on my virginity! You must take the first place, I will explain it on my first night. It's in your hands."
His roommate was stunned: "You fucking send the first night again?! Haven't sent it out last time?"
Boy: "Damn, that's a long story."
Song Yu took a sip of water, put the water bottle on the table with a smile, and said casually: "Don't worry. The purpose of my participation in the long-distance running is to prove to everyone that while a person is handsome, he can also run very fast."
Jiang Chunian: "???"
Put the fan on max, "666."
Song Yu walked into the runway.
On the playground, in the sports stands, there was a burst of "Ahhhh", so damn handsome.
A boy in a peaked hat pointed his selfie stick over there, and said with passion: "Hello, it's me again, your good friend Da K, I really love Song Yu so fucking deeply, and I like to record everything for him. Look. Have you been to that cool guy over there? Although he can't say anything to us, we can interact with him in our hearts. My roommate will not give Maserati this time, and will start sending Rolls-Royce. Song Yu will give it first, big k Friendship comes with an eight-yuan discount coupon."
Ma Xiaoding and his group of younger brothers were fully armed again, whistling, clapping, and light sticks, all in their hands.
Xi Bowen snatched the screaming chicken for fear of embarrassment.
Ma Xiaoding waved his arm and whistled loudly: "Brother Yu, rush!"
Song Yu is now on the No. 3 runway, the most eye-catching.
Next to him was a bronze-skinned boy. He glanced at him and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, what is your plan?"
Song Yu: "Is this something I can decide? You don't care how much I carry."
How many people's firsts, how many luxury cars and mansions.
The boy with bronze skin: "Hahahahahahaha."
A shot went off.
Game start.
From the white starting line, the handsome young man rushed straight away like a bolt of lightning.
"Ah"
The audience was screaming again.
Jiang Chunian was so nervous that he almost pinched her deskmate's hand.
Liang Yingying couldn't bear it any longer: "Why are you nervous if you don't send the first night!"
Jiang Chunian: "Ah, I'll give it to me, Brother Yu won, I'll give him my first kiss!"
Liang Yingying: "... You are looking for a fight."
Song Yu's physical strength is very good, but after all, he has only been training for a week, and compared with the special talents, there is still a little gap. In the first two laps, he and another tall man were deadlocked with each other, far ahead of everyone, but no one was half a step behind each other.
But at the last lap, his disadvantaged period came. He didn't have enough bursts. As he approached the sprint stage, he became more and more exhausted. It was like pouring lead, and his pace gradually slowed down.
"Brother Yu - come on!"
Almost most of the people were nervous with him, putting their hands around their mouths and shouting loudly.
Ma Xiaoding clapped the plastic palm in his hand, and the whistle was louder.
"Brother Yu, rush!"
Last lap.
Seeing that the finish line was getting closer, another person started to throw Song Yu away.
A heart-wrenching roar erupted from the audience.
"Brother Yu!! My first night, you have to be responsible for me!"
Audience: "...???"
The screams in his mouth were swallowed back by Lei.
With him at the beginning, the cheering at the back also changed, and everyone became more excited towards the end.
"Brother Yu! Rolls-Royce Phantom! Did you see it! Waiting for you at the finish line!"
"Brother Yu! A sea view room is just ahead!"
"Who recorded the dog's barking? I think that bad idea is feasible."
"What dog do you want—Brother Yu! Look and thank God! Have you seen such a handsome boyfriend at the finish line?"
On the side of the runway, it is neatly refueling.
Song Yu only had the sound of wind in his ears, he couldn't breathe in his chest, and his eyes were fixed on one point.
It's now.
When sprinting.
At this moment, he suddenly broke out, as if the whole person had been injected with new power, clenched his teeth, and quickly like a gust of wind.
Dash forward like lightning.
"Wow!"
The audience suddenly stood up excitedly.
In the studio, Lin Shuangqiu took out a new cheering script and read it softly into the microphone.
"Shouting, excitement, joy, this is us at this moment. Chasing, heartbeat, persistence, victory or defeat is only in one thought, this is the battlefield that belongs to you, the battle is the king, it belongs to our youth, and the golden autumn will not be scattered."
Almost.
Song Yu looked at the back of the person in front of him, his heart was about to jump out of his chest. A strong competitive spirit suddenly arises, and there is only one thought in his mind.
surpass him!
Switch to the next one.
Lin Shuangqiu was taken aback.
Immediately laughed.
Her voice suddenly slowed down.
Sweet voices, with smiles, come one after another.
"Your sweat spilled on the runway, scorching hot and watering my thinking, and your eyes looking towards the finish line pierced my soul sharply."
Soon, soon.
Song Yu gritted his back teeth.
The whole soul is on fire.
"There are too many beautiful words that I can't tell on weekdays, so I can only tell them quietly after the shouting at this moment."
"You are the myriad of galaxies, the flow of grass and trees, and all the beauty I can think of."
With every step he took, he could hear his heavy breathing, his throat was dry, his heart was on fire.
"Thank you for appearing in my life, embellishing all the ordinary and boring years. Let the mint-flavored wind of midsummer hang on the tail of my youth."
"Kind, cute, smart, my husband, Brother Yu."
In the last few seconds, Song Yu's mind went blank. I don't know if I have surpassed that person, I just stared at the finish line.
Xie Sui stood there.
"faster."
The whistle sounded suddenly.
The moment I crossed the finish line, it was like the last string was snapped, and exhaustion and loss of strength swept through my body.
"Hurry up."
The people around were screaming and screaming.
His eyes were blank, and he was about to kneel before falling into a strong and cold embrace.
"Crossing the finish line and coming to my heart."