Fake Slackers

Liu Cunhao and the others excitedly sent out the manuscript, and when they came back, they greeted He Chao across the runway: "Brother Chao, come on, we have prepared a surprise for you!"

Not many people signed up for the long-distance running, and there were only one or two in each class, and they were all forced to participate.No one wants to run so many laps, run a sprint and sprint to look cool, but 3000 meters, what is panting like a cow and life is better than death?

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

When he heard someone calling his name, He Zhao turned around, gestured "No problem" casually, and raised his voice, "Friend, can you tell me?"

"It's very mysterious," Wanda shook her finger, "You will know when the time comes."

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

He Zhao stood where he was, watching the active and enthusiastic students from Class [-] walk back to their seats, his eyes involuntarily moved away, and fell on someone in the back row in the corner.

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

Only then did Xie Yu realize that he hadn't updated his news for a long time.

He doesn't have the habit of recording his life, but now there are various voices in his ears, all classes are cheering for the athletes, there are screams, and there are comforts: "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 lifted the phone up and was about to adjust the angle, he saw a handsome man named He Mingchao in the center of the lens: "..."

The handsome man's expression is quite exaggerated. Facing the camera, he is pulling his collar with his right hand, with a three-pointed smile on his mouth. He is obviously posing for a photo, confident and cool.

POSE can be placed skillfully.

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

are you crazy.

There are really many dramas about this person.

... Who the hell wants to shoot you?

Xie Yu resisted the thought of throwing the phone out, but seeing He Zhao maintain this position for half a minute, his perseverance was astonishing, and he finally pressed the shutter button.

Fearing that He Zhao would become 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 went to line up on the runway, Xie Yu took out his phone again, unlocked it, and the photo he just took was on the screen.

Against the light, the characters are a bit dim, but the boy in the center of the screen is still very dazzling.

"Men's 3000 meters, prepare to-"

With a gunshot, the horn of the 3000-meter long-distance race sounded.

A dozen athletes rushed out with their toes on the white line at the moment of the gunshot.

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

Wanda: "Sports Committee, let's change our thinking, because he is strong."

"Fucking shit," Xie Yu heard Wanda's words after editing Moments, raised his head and said, "It's just coquettish."

Liu Cunhao applauded and said, "I can't even refute it."

He Zhao ran ahead, half a circle ahead of the others, and the whole school followed him around the playground with their eyes on him.

A few girls in the next class gathered together and talked non-stop: "Is it really only 3000 meters? I want to watch a few more laps. It's so handsome."

Xie Yu leaned back, narrowed his eyes, feeling a little annoyed for some reason.

……What catches your eyes.

"Here we come!" Luo Wenqiang moved a stool and sat behind Xie Yu. Every time he saw He Zhao running over, he would lead the whole class to shout slogans to cheer. He was so excited that he couldn't help but left the chair and squatted down. Start counting down to three two one, "Be tidy and shout out the style of our class!"

When He Zhao approached, Luo Wenqiang and the others took the lead and yelled, "No. [-] in class three! Brother Chao is invincible!"

Shouted three times.

When He Zhao passed the class, he slowed down, clutching the hem of his clothes, probably feeling hot after running for four laps, took off his sweater while running, and the girls in the surrounding stands began to "ah" again.

After He Zhao took off his clothes, he shouted, "Old Xie!"

Before Xie Yu could react, He Zhao had already thrown his clothes towards him, like passing a ball, right at Xie Yu's feet, and then He Chao wiped his sweat with the thin bottoming shirt inside and said: "Help me hold it."

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

Xie Yu took He Zhao's clothes and waited until the last lap of the 3000-meter long-distance race. The third class's broadcast manuscript was finally drawn. Bad post.

"School [-] and Class [-] submitted manuscripts, victory belongs to Brother Chao and Class [-]."

The person who read the manuscript was a young lady from the Student Union, with a lively voice, and her articulation and pronunciation were deliberately imitating the voice of the broadcaster. She paused at this point, and then hesitated to read after a few seconds: "Thank you for the participation of other long-distance runners, It's a pity, uh, but also very helpless..."

When the senior sister finished reading, the audience was silent.

He Zhao stopped immediately when he heard the "little supporting role", and stopped at about 100 meters from the finish line, as if he was a winner, coordinating with Class Three's broadcast script, and waved to the audience to apologize.

It seems that I want to show off again.

Anyway, He Chao was half a lap ahead of No.2, so Liu Cunhao and the others cooperated with He Chao to perform.

So the whole school watched He Zhao stop before the finish line, panting with his hands on his knees, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who is number one?"

Class [-] shouted: "——He Zhao!"

"louder please?"

"He Chao!"

"..."

He Chao was obviously deeply involved in the drama, and by the way, drove all the second and third classes insane. Their morale was unprecedentedly high, and they were so confident that they were almost blind.

Xie Yu didn't have the face to look at it. He lowered his head and adjusted the light of the photo he took just now.When he raised his head again, he saw the long-distance running competitor in the class next door who should not be underestimated. Taking advantage of the madness of this group of third class's psychosis, he ran faster and faster, passed a certain actor quietly, and rushed directly To the end: "..."

He didn't get the first place in the second and third class of high school, but he also became famous in the first battle, and entered the history of Liyang No. [-] Middle School sports meeting with unexpected embarrassment.

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

The head teacher of the third class was quite open, and Tang Sen smiled the whole time: "Interesting, young man, interesting."

The few people who cooperated best just now sat in their seats bent over and buried their faces in their knees, trying to cover their faces.

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

Wanda's voice came out muffled: "It's too embarrassing to suffocate."

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

He Zhao went to the bathroom to wash his face, and because he was sweating too much, he washed his head with cold water, and the water dripped down his neck.When he came back, his collar was mostly wet, He Zhao sat down and said, "Listen to me, this was an accident, my strength..."

Xie Yu directly took a bottle of mineral water and threw it into He Zhao's arms: "Sao operation strength?"

He Zhao took it, poured down half of the bottle, and said, "It's really an accident, I'm still very strong. See the half a lap I was ahead of? I'm simply the best."

"Brother Sao," Xie Yu said, "Can you shut up?"

Finally, there is a competition for all teachers in the school.

Most of the people watched the excitement. After all, they usually only saw the teachers of various subjects teaching on the podium.

"This counts as a class score, right?" He Zhao squeezed the mouth of the bottle, and leaned over to Xie Yu, "If Old Tang can get the first place, maybe our class..." Maybe he will be saved.

Xie Yu said: "Think about how old Wu plays, and refer to it."

"..." He Zhao changed his words, "Forget it, pretend I didn't say anything."

The second and third classes of high school did not have any unrealistic expectations of Tang Sen.

Seeing that other teachers had finished the 400-meter run, and Lao Tang in his class had only run halfway, no one felt that something was wrong.

The embarrassment came and went quickly, especially He Chao, who was shameless in the first place, led the whole class to have selective amnesia, and went crazy again to cheer for Old Tang: "Come on! You will win if you finish the run!"

In the end, Old Tang really lived up to expectations and firmly won the last place.

As school is approaching, all projects are over.

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

Surrounded by the dragging of the chairs being brought back into the classroom by the classes.

The word "end" often gives people a strong sense of unreality.Xie Yu sat on the seat and saw that the people around him became less and less, and the chairs became more and more empty.

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

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

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

"Actually, the grades of our class are pretty good this time. It looks like No. 4," Luo Wenqiang said while collecting sports cards in the classroom. ."

The sports meeting is over, and now everyone just wants to laugh when it comes to this issue. I don’t know who is taking the lead, and then the whole class starts to "goose goose goose goose".

He Zhao himself couldn't hold back, he leaned back covering his face with one hand, and laughed for a long time.

Wanda has already begun to comment on this matter with a tone of reminiscing about the past: "The scene at that time... oh my god, I dare not recall it, I really, I was so excited at the time, I closed my eyes and yelled at my brother for the first time. , I opened my eyes and saw that the kid in the next class had already crossed the finish line..."

Xie Yu held back his laughter and buried himself in copying his homework, but the words he wrote were a little trembling.

When Director Jiang heard the sound, he just showed half of his face at the window, with a serious expression and sharp eyes. He Zhao reacted quickly, grabbed Xie Yu's hand, and pulled off his hand and homework book together: "Mad dog."

Mad Dog walked in and walked around the class several times: "I knew you couldn't stop it, play when you should play, and calm down when you should calm down. You don't have any self-control ability. Discipline, discipline issues, I How many times have I emphasized, are you so happy? So happy, tell me too, and make me happy too."

Xie Yu's homework and hands were held in the belly of the table by He Zhao. Since the whole class sat still and the mad dog happened to be nearby, He Zhao couldn't move for a while.

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

It may be that the expressions of the two of them are not natural, or it may be that Mad Dog finally noticed the overlapping hands of the two students in the back row.

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

He Zhao didn't know what he was thinking. In order to cover up the fact that the deskmate was copying homework, he put the two hands from the belly of the table to the table, and said in full view, "We two... hold hands .”

"..."