The heart is beating wildly. After a strong sense of collapse, Song Yu's senses gradually recovered, and cheers from all directions drowned like a flood.
"Is it the first? Is it the first?"
"Fuck! It's number one, it's number one!"
"Ah, Brother Yu's bullshit! Brother Yu's bullshit!"
"Brother Yu is bullshit!"
Whistle, laughter, applause, screeching.
His hand clasped Xie Sui's arm tightly. After panting violently, his temples were jumping, but he raised his eyes and revealed a bright and proud smile. The light brown pupils are transparent and bright, so the sun is not so dazzling for a moment.
Panting slightly, Song Yu smiled and said, "Am I great?"
Xie Sui supported him and was dazed for a second, then laughed softly, "That's great."
Jiang Chunian almost couldn't hold the fan next to him, and said incoherently: "Ah, it's true, I'm going to die, I'm going to die."
Liang Yingying was speechless to this fickle woman, and rolled her eyes at her: "The one who won the first kiss, go to send it, cowardly, grab Brother Yu from Xie Shen and press it on the playground wall to kiss."
Jiang Chunian: "I don't, it's actually quite interesting to be alive."
The audience was as lively as the Chinese New Year.
In a corner, the boy in the peaked cap grinned at the camera: "Congratulations to Song Yu for winning the first place, and then I will broadcast some unfortunate news to you. My roommate called to say that he was kidnapped and tens of millions of cash were robbed. Rolls Let Rice owe it first. If the debt is too much, he decides to send a Lamborghini next time."
The 1500m was the last race on the first day.
After the run, Song Yu was accompanied by Xie Sui and walked on the edge of the playground.
Ma Xiaoding finally snatched the screaming chicken back from Xi Bowen. He couldn't be happy. He squeezed it in his hand and made an unpleasant sound.
Song Yu's eyes swept away.
Ma Xiaoding silently held it in his arms, buckled Dabu, and stopped playing.
A group of people followed them.
Xi Bowen was in high spirits: "Brother Yu, you don't know how crazy the audience was when you ran the last lap. The car delivery person delivered the room. The teacher was stunned, hahaha."
Song Yu had already recovered, opened the bottle cap, and took a sip of iced black tea.
Ma Xiaoding said: "There is a big boss in the forum who said that if Brother Yu wins the first place, the whole building will leave a name and send a hundred one by one. Now the number of floors is about to break the record, and then the big boss is sneaking. The number is sold out. Damn, I want to remember this grandson who owes me 100." A boy from the first class laughed: "Damn, as long as what they say is credible, I'm still this poor guy?"
Song Yu couldn't help laughing, and turned his head to ask Xie Sui: "Look at others, I won the car and the house, and the first night. What about you, what do you want to give me?"
Xie Sui tilted her head and stared at him, her cold, dark eyes with a smile, her tone was drawn out, and she said casually, "Was I good last night?"
Song Yu: "..."
Awesome you bastard!
That's not what he said!
The squad leader waved his arms desperately and ran from the front. Holding a camera in his hand, he shouted: "School tyrants, school grass, come and take a group photo."
Ma Xiaoding raised his screaming chicken to stand in front of him, and said sternly: "Why, protect my brother Yu, thank God, you are violating the right to portrait!"
The squad leader rolled his eyes and said, "The girl in the next class offered a sky-high price for a photo of the two of you, 50 a piece. I thought about it, and the two of them stood together to take a picture, it would be a 100 picture. Hurry up, I'll give it to us. The class earns the class fee, so we can go to the amusement park to play."
Ma Xiaoding immediately came to the spirit: "Then add me, I only need twenty. One hundred and two."
The squad leader disliked it so much that he couldn't dislike it any more: "Go away and take you in, it is estimated that you will be deducted twenty."
Ma Xiaoding was dissatisfied: "Brother Yu thank God for five or five, and I and them will be four or six no matter what."
The crowd laughed out loud.
Song Yu sneered and took a step back: "I refuse." He pulled Xie Sui along by the way, lazily: "And my tablemate, the flower of Gaoling should look like a flower of Gaoling."
Xie Sui smiled and said nothing.
The squad leader held the camera and was very aggrieved, "I'm not thinking about the class."
The two-person photo was not taken in the end, and Lao Cheng came over with sharp eyes. He originally wanted to teach them why they didn't go, but he was dragged over to take a class photo.
"Calling eggplant?"
"Call a hammer." Ma Xiaoding squeezed the screaming chicken, hahaha to give his opinion, "I asked Brother Yu if he was six or not, and you said six."
Song Yu: "..." What a fucking shame.
It's just that before he had time to refuse, the squad leader who took the photo had already started waving, "Ready."
He shouted loudly, "—Brother Yu is six or six?!"
"six-"
Clear laughter.
Oh shit. Song Yu was embarrassed to see anyone, turned his head to the side, and heard Xie Sui's chuckle in his ears.
school gate.
Qin Mo sat in the co-pilot with the window down, and his amber eyes silently looked in the direction of the playground.
The driver was arranged for him by the Wang family, and he asked cautiously, "Is the fourth young master waiting for someone?"
Qin Mo shook his head, "No."
The driver followed his line of sight, glanced in the direction of the playground, and said in surprise, "This is a sports meeting held in No. 1 Middle School? It's so lively."
Qin Mo's lips curled into a smile, and suddenly asked, "Do you know Xie Sui?"
After all, the driver has worked in Wang's house for many years. He used to pick up Wang Ci specially. Hearing this name, his face instantly turned ugly: "I know. It's the one who hurt Young Master Wang Ci miserably."
Even if Qin Mo only came to Jingcheng for a few days, he knew a little about his ignorant cousin, thinking about Wang Ci's temperament.
Who hurt who is uncertain.
But he didn't have the interest to delve into it, so he tilted his head and said, "Do you know his family background?"
At the beginning, the Wang family also seriously investigated Xie Sui.
The driver said everything he knew: "Xie Sui's family is an old man, and he doesn't seem to be his own. The identity of his mother can't be found out. All he knows is that he committed suicide by jumping off a building and contracted a disease."
Qin Mo: "Oh?"
The driver was surprised and said, "Could it be that Xie Sui provoked you again at school? Is he so courageous?"
Qin Mo said slowly: "He didn't provoke me, but I think he really wanted to provoke him."
The driver was stunned for a moment, and then came up with a bad idea: "He can't refuse your identity."
Qin Mo looked at a point with cold eyes, and then closed the car window, "He can't refuse, but there is a ghost next to him who is obstructing me."
Driver: "... Song Yu?"
The matter of Wang Ci caused the entire Wang family to collapse at the beginning, and naturally the cause and effect were also passed on from person to person. It's hard for him to be unfamiliar with this name if he messes things up like that.
A relative of the Meng family and the mayor's nephew, Mrs. Wang was angry and startled at first, but only after she went back to investigate seriously did she find out what the origin of Song Yu's Song was. The Song family of a city, this breath was trembling, and could only swallow it back in silence.
"This Song family..." The driver said vaguely, "It's true that he likes to meddle in his own business."
Qin Mo: "Let's drive."
He leaned against the co-pilot, his gentle appearance fell off, and his voice was cold: "If you like to be nosy, then let him go back to City A."
The driver was startled: "What?"
Qin Mo said, "Isn't the Song family so precious to this young master?"
He touched his knuckles and said with a smile, "Let him fall ill again, I think his family is still reluctant to let him be here."
In the dimly lit compartment, Qin Mo's tone was as cold as a poisonous snake.
"I heard that he can't touch alcohol?"
The night of the sports meeting.
A video and a sentence have been on the top of the forum, and the popularity has been soaring for a full week.
[Crossing the finish line, coming to my heart]
Main Building: Let me show you, it was shot at the top of the sports stand, and I did some post-processing, focusing on 3 minutes and 12 seconds. Alas, the fairy love between the school grass and the school bully.
1l: I'm finished, I'm dead, damn
2l: I'm done watching, I'm dead and alive, I'm doing sit-ups in the coffin, damn
3l: What the heck, the jogging was cut like a TV show. Song Yu sprinted in the last second, running so fast, why should he slow down?[Pick nose][Pick nose]
4l: My key announcer called my husband, I knew I had written a cheer for myself, and I got a girlfriend for a minute and a half.
5l: After serving upstairs, it is suggested that the landlord add a sentence in the main building—straight men retreat.
6l: ? ? has been connoted
7l: Huh, look down on people, straight men scolded and posted
8l: Ah confession, cheers, the sister who wrote this copy is a genius, handing the pen to the genius, the lights are like in the past, is the genius wife you
9l: Hahahaha no. The credit belongs to everyone, I just contributed a little. Cute, kind, smart, this is what Xie Shen said when describing Brother Yu^^
…
20l: I read it 20 times, to sum it up, and give it to me.
21l: In the last three seconds, I seem to be running with all my strength to run through the crowd to hug you. Colorful stationery fell all over the floor, and pink balloons were released from the audience. People shouted, laughed, and was full of earthly joy.
You come to my heart, it is unspoken, earthly love.
22l: woo woo woo woo is unspoken, earthly love.
23l: I want to say something, but I can't hold it for a long time. I wish them a bright future and a long future in Japan.
"The future is like the sea, and the future is long in Japan."
In the Chinese class, the teacher wrote these four words with chalk on the blackboard, drank the water in the thermos cup, and began to talk about the extracurricular content, "Liang Qichao's prose was written in the late Qing Dynasty, after the failure of the 1980 Reform. ."
The weather is getting colder, the windows and doors in the classroom are tightly closed, and the warmth makes people sleepy.