I'm not unlucky at all

Xie Wan walked in a chic way, but left the leaders of the [-]th Middle School in a mess.

It's really been a long time since there have been such thorny students who seem to disobey discipline.

"As Xie Wan's class teacher, my opinion is to keep the student status." If Song Xing was there, he would definitely be able to recognize that the teacher who made the sound happened to be the person in charge of dividing the books that day.The expression on the other party's face was very calm, and he showed Xie Wan's report card to the school leader, "The annual monthly exam includes the age ranking at the end of the term, Xie Wan has seven times in the top ten in the grade, ranked in the arts and sciences, and his scores in arts and sciences fluctuate. In the top [-], the science scores... Xie Wan is the first in the grade every time."

"He is indeed an excellent student, but..." the principal and the dean exchanged glances, the principal frowned and said, "He injured the students from the next school, refused to accept the punishment given to him by the school, and tore up the self-criticism in public. The book gave the students a bad lead, and these two points alone were enough for the school to expel him."

The dean nodded.

Xie Wan's homeroom teacher lowered his head slightly, calmly put away Xie Wan's report card and said, "Principal, it's been nearly ten years since Thirteen High School has not had a champion."

Upon hearing this, the headmaster paused for a moment, and took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, as if thinking about something.

"Hey, Senior Xie is really cool." After another English class, Duo Bao took out a bottle of Yakult from the drawer and drank it in two gulps, wiped his mouth, and said excitedly, "You said he wouldn't be real. Are you going to drop out of school?"

"No. 17 times." Song Xing put down the notebook for memorizing words, pursed her lips and said, "The next class is chemistry class. Have you memorized all the chemical equations that the teacher asked for yesterday?"

Many treasures wailed, grabbed Song Xing's shoulder and said, "Why did you mention this to me, I haven't recited it at all!"

Tan Dongxi also came over at this time, looked at Duobao with a smile and said, "You deserve it, the teacher will be the first to call you in the next class, believe it or not?"

Duobao yelled, stood up and grabbed his school uniform collar: "Shut up your stinky mouth!"

Song Xing watched the two of them quarreling together, smiled, and turned his head to look at the plane tree outside the window, thinking that more than half a month had passed since the national flag was raised that day.

Well, the monthly exam is coming soon.

It is good to hurry up and review.

At the end of September is the sports meeting. Thirteenth Middle School arranged the monthly exam after the National Day Golden Week after the sports meeting. It was obvious that they wanted to make the students fly away so that they could be hit hard again.

During the sports meeting, Song Xing followed the strict rules in the class, and every boy had to sign up for at least one sport, so he chose the high jump, which seemed the easiest.

"Then why didn't you choose long jump?" Duobao asked him.

Song Xing thought about it seriously and said, "Long jump requires a long run-up."

Duobao suddenly realized, "It makes sense!" Later, he changed his project to high jump.

Tan Dongxi is the sports committee member, and seeing these two people, he was so angry that he said, "No, the high jump places in our class are full, so you two should fill in separately."

Many treasures were unhappy, "Why can't we report when others can report it? Why don't you just swipe others!"

Tan Dongxi sneered and said, "It's because you have longer legs than others."

Many treasures turned around, blushing, pointed at Tan Dongxi and said, "You, why do you talk like that!"

Song Xing didn't understand, and tilted his head to look at Tan Dongxi.

Tan Dongxi took out a lollipop from his pocket and gave it to him, then shrugged and said, "Anyway, you two should change quickly."

Many treasures said, "Wow, then I will apply for the long jump!"

Tan Dongxi rolled his eyes, "It's full, let's change."

Duobao glared at him, angrily ticked off the shot put, and then insisted that he would never change it.

Tan Dongxi laughed, "This project is quite suitable for you. If you don't choose it earlier, you won't have so much trouble."

Many treasures are so angry that they drink a bottle of cherry Coke to cool down.

"So, have you decided what to choose?" Tan Dongsi handed Song Xing the brand new form, pointed to the sprint on it and said, "Would you like to run 50 meters?"

Song Xing shook his head, thought for a while, and ticked off the rope skipping.

Tan Dongxi was taken aback for a moment, "Xiao, are you sure to report this?"

Hearing the words, many treasures leaned over, and when they saw the contents of Song Xing's newspaper, they almost spit out a mouthful of Coke: "Is this an accidental mistake?"

Song Xing pursed her lips and said, "I'm good at dancing."

Many treasures dig their ears and ask, "What?"

Song Xing said seriously: "I'm good at skipping rope."

Tan Dongxi: "...All right."

The high school sports meeting lasted for two and a half days. After the opening ceremony ended in the morning of the first day, Tan Dongxi led the students in his class who were about to participate in the sports to walk around on the playground, and the scene was once very chaotic.

And the students who have not yet had their turn to participate in the project are not much better off.

Looking up is the scorching sun in the sky, and below is a thick stack of blank paper in their hands. The students dominated by the sports refueling script struggled to write on the paper, "Golden autumn and October, sweet osmanthus fragrance, on such a vibrant day Here, we ushered in the school sports meeting..."

However, after writing a beginning, I can no longer hold back a fart.

Song Xing also bit the tip of his pen, thinking hard.

Many treasures leaned over, took a look at Song Xing's manuscript, and complained, "That's why Lao Ban is not good at this point, formalism is bad."

Song Xing raised her eyes and pushed his arm.

Many treasures, "Why are you pushing me?"

Song Xing opened his mouth, his eyes missed many treasures, and he looked behind him, "Hello, teacher in charge."

Many treasures froze, and slowly turned their heads...

A school sports meeting is enough to make the usually delicate and delicate students dizzy. Many treasures have unexpectedly good shot put results. They rush to the finals with just throwing and throwing. In the end, they won the No.2. Eye.As a sports committee member, Tan Dongxi signed up for the 5000-meter long-distance race that no one in the class signed up for. Although he said that he was usually physically fit, he ran like a dead dog when he ran down. In the end, he was carried back to the class by Duobao with a look of disgust.

Mentioning this, Tan Dongxi had a look of grief and indignation, "Then I got the grade too! No.1, No.1, do you understand?"

Many Bao said perfunctorily, "Okay, you are the best."

When it was Song Xing's turn to skip rope, it was already the morning of the third day.Many treasures and Tan things were fine at that time, so they took the initiative to accompany Song Xing to the arena.

The preliminary round of the rope skipping competition is a group of 24 people, and the other contestants stand by and help count.

A total of 2 minutes of jumping, whoever has more will enter the final.

There were 24 people, 23 of them were little girls, and Song Xing had a lot of eyes on him.

It just so happened that during the three-day sports meeting, the media also brought a camera to collect material for the purpose of writing a press release. When it was the turn to skip the rope, the cameraman took the camera and saw that spot of tender green among the thousands of flowers, which was cute and eye-catching.

The big cameraman couldn't hold back, and the camera kept following the green shoots secretly, so don't be too obvious about your preference.

Song Xing's rope skipping was "very good" as he himself said. After the preliminary round, none of the 23 girls could jump over him. Only a short girl in the second group was evenly matched with him.

Many treasures said: "Beat her, you are the king!"

Tan Dongxi beat Song Xing's legs and said, "You must relax, for the glory of (19) class! Come on!"

Song Xing nodded solemnly, clenched his fist and raised it slightly, "I'll do my best!"

In the final of the rope skipping event, the eight students quickly competed fiercely. The 2 minutes was very short and very long. When the referee blew the slogan to announce the results, Tan Dongsi jumped up and hugged Song Xing and said, "Hahahaha , No.1! We are number one!"

Many treasures wiped off their sweat, there were so many scenes that they used this as tears, "Okay, baby, dad, our child is finally coming out of his head."

Tan Dongxi let go of Song Xing, turned around and kicked Duobao's ass, laughing and scolding him several times.

Song Xing was still holding the skipping rope in his hand, his face was flushed, and his dark eyes were particularly bright.

In general, at the sports meeting, because of the results of the three of them, the total score of Class One (19) ranked among the top three in the grade. At the final closing ceremony, Tan Dongxi also represented the class and received a The very unpretentious and unpretentious red certificate made the class teacher's pointed chin a lot higher than usual.

After the sports meeting is the national day golden holiday. After bidding farewell to classmates and friends at school, Song Xing returned home and saw her parents, Uncle Li, and almost all the servants in the living room gathered in the living room at the same time, staring at the huge LCD screen. The monitor, the eyes are unblinking.

"Father, mother, what are you looking at?" Puzzled in his heart, Song Xing also moved his head closer.

"Oh, our champion baby is coming home!" Mother Song turned her head, and the always elegant woman hugged Song Xing excitedly, and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "It's great!"

Song Xing blushed slightly.

He saw his own figure on the LCD screen.

It was a very novel experience.

After watching the whole news, Papa Song touched his chin with great satisfaction and pride and said, "Our children are photogenic, so they are photographed casually, and the shots that come out look better than those stars on TV."

Mother Song snorted and said, "I don't even look at who gave birth."

"Yes, it's because we have good genes." Papa Song said cheekily.

Mother Song didn't say a word, and turned back the time on the TV, once again indulging in her son's prosperous beauty.

Song Xing looked at Papa Song helplessly.

But at this moment, Mother Song suddenly opened her mouth and said excitedly, "Son, why don't we go into the entertainment industry?"