Chapter 43

Liu Cunhao and the others excitedly submitted their manuscripts. When they came back, they greeted He Chao across the runway: "Brother Chao, come on, we have prepared a surprise for you!"

　　People who signed up for the long-distance running did not There are only one or two in each class, and they are all forced to go into battle. No one wants to run so many laps, and even sprint for a short distance to look cool, but for 3,000 meters, what does it mean to be out of breath and live worse than death if you show it in public?

　　He Chao stood at the end of the line, the most eye-catching one in the crowd.

　　Hearing someone calling his name, He Chao turned around, then made a "no problem" gesture, and said loudly: "Friend, can you tell me something?"

　　"It's very mysterious," Wanda shook her finger, "Here we go. You'll know when the time comes."

　　Luo Wenqiang shouted, "Don't forget, you still carry Brother Yu's soul!"

　　He Chao stood there and watched several active and enthusiastic classmates from Class 3 walking back to their seats. Looking aside, his eyes moved away involuntarily and fell on someone in the back row in the corner.

　　Xie Yu was browsing Moments with his head down. I clicked a few likes and was immediately screenshotted by Da Lei and sent it to the "Don't fight, kill, kill" group chat, with the text: Missing Person Hello @XY.

　　Only then did Xie Yu realize that he had not updated his status for a long time.

　　He didn't have the habit of recording his life, but now there were various voices in his ears. Every class was cheering for the athletes, some were screaming, and some were comforting: "It's okay, you are already great, the most important thing is to participate..."

　　Xie Yu clicked on the camera, intending to take a photo to make up the number. When he raised the phone and was about to adjust the angle, he saw a handsome guy named He Mingchao in the center of the camera: "..."

　　The handsome guy's movements and expressions were quite exaggerated. , facing the camera, holding his collar with his right hand, smiling from three corners of his mouth, obviously posing for the photo, confident and cool.

　　POSE is very skillful.

　　Xie Yu shook his fingers and almost turned off the camera.

　　Crazy.

　　This guy really has a lot of drama.

　　…Who the hell wants to film you?

　　Xie Yu resisted the idea of ​​smashing the phone out, but after watching He Chao maintain this position for half a minute, his perseverance was amazing, and he finally pressed the shutter button.

　　For fear that He Chao would get addicted to taking pictures, he changed a few more poses and continued to show off. After Xie Yu finished taking pictures, he stuffed his phone into his pocket.

　　After a while, when He Chao was waiting in line on the runway, Xie Yucai took out his phone again and unlocked it. On the screen was the photo he had just taken.

　　Against the light, the characters are a bit dim, but the young man in the center of the picture is still very dazzling.

　　"Men's 3,000 meters, get ready--"

　　With a gunshot, the horn of the three-thousand-meter race sounded.

　　A dozen athletes pressed their toes against the white line and rushed out the moment the gun rang out.

　　"I'm not worried about the others, but there is a guy in the next class who has good endurance. He used to be a school team athlete. That's the fifth one." Luo Wenqiang looked around, a little worried, "...Why did Brother Chao run so fast from the beginning? , Control it."

　　Wanda: "Sports Committee, let's think differently, because he is so strong." Xie Yu finished editing the circle of friends, and when he heard Wanda's words, he raised his head and said, "That's 　　cool

　　."

He clapped his hands and said, "I can't even refute."

　　He Chao ran in front, half a circle ahead of the others. The whole school focused on him and followed him around the playground.

　　A few girls from the class next to me gathered together and talked non-stop: "Is it really only three thousand meters? I want to see it a few more times. It's so handsome."

　　Xie Yu leaned back and narrowed his eyes. He didn't know why. I feel a little annoyed.

　　...what's there to see?

　　"Come on, come on!" Luo Wenqiang moved a stool and sat behind Xie Yu. Every time he saw He Chao running over, he would lead the whole class in shouting slogans to cheer him up. He was so excited that he couldn't help but leave his chair and half-squat. They began to count down to three, two, and one, "Be neat and shout out the glory of our class!"

　　When He Chao came closer, Luo Wenqiang and the others took the lead in shouting: "Class three is first! Brother Chao is invincible!"

　　They shouted three times.

　　When He Chao passed the class, he slowed down and held on to the hem of his clothes. He felt his body was getting hot after running around four times. He took off his sweatshirt while running, and the girls in the stands around him started to "ah" again.

　　He Chao finished taking off his clothes and shouted: "Old Xie!"

　　Before Xie Yu could react, He Chao had already thrown the clothes towards him, as if passing a ball, and it landed right at Xie Yu's feet, and then He Chao He wiped his sweat with the thin bottoming shirt underneath and said, "Hold it for me."

　　He Chao's coat was still stained with his body temperature and smelled of washing powder.

　　Xie Yu took He Chao's clothes, and when there was only one last lap left in the three-thousand-meter long-distance race, Class 3's broadcast script was finally selected. Although it was probably because there was really no script to read, he had to take out this A bad submission.

　　"Class 3 of the second grade of high school submitted a manuscript. Victory belongs to Brother Chao and to class 3." The person

　　who read the manuscript was a girl from the student union. Her voice was lively and her pronunciation was deliberately imitating a broadcaster. She paused at this point and paused for a few seconds. Then he hesitated and read on: "Thank you to the other long-distance runners for participating. It's a pity, uh, and helpless..."

　　When the senior sister finished reading, the whole place was silent.

　　When He Chao heard "minor supporting role", he stopped immediately, about 100 meters away from the finish line. He looked like a winner, and in line with the broadcast script of Class 3, he waved and apologized to the people on the field.

　　It seems that he wants to show off again.

　　Anyway, He Chao was half a lap ahead of the second place, so Liu Cunhao and the others cooperated with He Chao's performance.

　　So the whole school watched helplessly as He Chao stopped before the finish line, holding his hands on his knees and panting, and asked in a low voice: "Who is first?"

　　Class three students shouted: "——He Chao!"

　　"Louder?"

　　" "He Chao!"

　　"..."

　　He Chao was clearly deeply involved in the drama, and by the way, all the second and third classes of high school were driven crazy. Their morale was unprecedentedly high, and their confidence was so high that they were almost blind.

　　Xie Yu didn't have the nerve to look at it. He lowered his head and adjusted the light of the photo he just took. When he looked up again, he saw the long-distance runner from the next class who should not be underestimated. Taking advantage of the madness of this group of Class 3 students, he ran faster and faster. He quietly passed over a certain drama star and rushed directly to Toward the finish line: "..."

　　Class 3 of the second grade of high school didn't get first place, but it still became famous in one battle, and was recorded in the history of the Liyang No. 2 Middle School Sports Games with an unexpected embarrassment.

　　Xie Yu took a look at the distance between his seat and the class next door, and seriously considered whether he should move his seat to the class next door... He really couldn't afford to lose that person.

　　The head teacher of Class 3 was quite open-minded. Tang Sen smiled the whole time and said, "Interesting, young man, it's interesting."

　　Those who had cooperated best just now were all sitting in their seats, bending over and burying their faces in their knees, trying to hide their faces. .

　　"What's so interesting?" Luo Wenqiang said, holding his head, "I'll go, it's too embarrassing."

　　Wanda's voice came out muffled: "I'm suffocating from embarrassment."

　　Liu Cunhao: "Stop talking, I'm dead."

　　He Chao went to the toilet to wash his face. Since he was sweating too much, he rinsed his head with cold water. Water droplets trickled down his neck. When he came back, most of his collar was wet. He Chao sat down and said, "Listen to me, this is an accident. My strength..."

　　Xie Yu directly picked up a bottle of mineral water and threw it into He Chao's arms: "The strength of the cool operation." ?"

　　He Chao took it, drank half of the bottle, and said, "It's really an accident. I'm still very strong. Did you see that I was leading for most of the lap?"

　　"Brother Sao, " "Xie Yu said, "Shut up, okay?"

　　In the end, it was a competition for all the teachers in the school.

　　Most of the people were watching the excitement, after all, usually we could only see the teachers of various subjects teaching on the podium.

　　"This counts as class points," He Chao held the mouth of the bottle and moved towards Xie Yu, "If Old Tang can get first place, maybe our class..." Maybe we can be saved.

　　Xie Yu said: "Think about how Old Wu plays and take it as a reference."

　　"..." He Chao changed his mind, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

　　Class 2 and 3 of high school did not have any unrealistic expectations about Tang Sen. expect.

　　I saw that other teachers had finished the 400-meter run, while their classmate, Old Tang, had only finished half of the race. No one thought anything was wrong.

　　The embarrassment came and went quickly, especially He Chao, who was already shameless and led the whole class to selectively amnesia, and went crazy again to cheer for Old Tang: "Come on! If you finish the race, you will win!"

　　In the end, Old Tang lived up to expectations and steadily Securely won the last place.

　　It's almost the end of school and all projects are over.

　　Liu Cunhao stood up and shouted, "Everyone must clean up the garbage at hand." Luo Wenqiang reminded everyone to give him their number plates and pins.

　　All around was the sound of dragging chairs from class to class.

　　The word "dismissed" often gives people a strong sense of unreality. Xie Yu sat on his seat and saw that fewer and fewer people were leaving around him, and the chairs were getting emptier and emptyer.

　　It seems as if the sports meeting has just begun, and it seems that it has never started at all.

　　In a daze, He Chao patted the back of his head.

　　"Let's go, kid," He Chao held the chair with one hand and stretched out the other hand in front of him, "Let's go back to the classroom."

　　"Actually, our class's results are pretty good this time, maybe third or fourth," Luo Wenqiang While collecting the sports cards in the classroom, he said, "Hey, when I came back, I was ridiculed by the class next door, saying that this was not the first place."

　　The sports meeting was over, and now everyone just wanted to laugh when I mentioned it, I don't know. Who takes the lead, and then the whole class starts "goose goose goose".

　　He Chao couldn't hold it back either. He covered his face with one hand and leaned back, laughing for a long time.

　　Wanda has already begun to comment on this matter in a tone of reminiscing about the past: "That scene at that time... Oh my god, I don't dare to think about it. I'm really, I was so excited at the time. I closed my eyes and screamed at Brother No. 1 , but when I opened my eyes, I saw that the kid from the next class had already crossed the finish line..."

　　Xie Yu suppressed a smile and buried himself in copying his homework, but the words he wrote were a little shaky.

　　Director Jiang came over after hearing the sound, and just half of his face was exposed in the window, with a serious expression and sharp eyes. He Chao reacted quickly and directly took Xie Yu's hand, and together they pulled down the homework book: "Mad dog."

　　Mad dog walked in, He walked around the class several times: "I know you can't control it. You play when you should play, and you have to control your mind when you should control it. You have no self-control at all. Discipline, discipline issues, how many times have I emphasized this , are you so happy? Tell me about it, it also makes me happy."

　　Xie Yu's homework book and hands were pressed into the table, because the whole class was sitting still, like a mad dog. It happened to be nearby, and He Chao couldn't move for a while.

　　Xie Yu put his palm against the homework book and the cold steel plate, but the back of his hand began to feel hot.

　　Maybe it was because the expressions of both of them were not natural, or maybe Mad Dog finally noticed the hands of the two classmates in the back row intertwined, and they were stuffed into the table and they didn't know what they were doing.

　　Mad Dog stopped talking about discipline issues: "You two, what are you doing?"

　　He Chao didn't know what he was thinking. In order to cover up the fact that his deskmate was copying homework, He Chao moved the hands of the two of them from the bottom of the desk. On the table, in front of everyone, he said: "Let's... hold hands."