back to the sky

On the huge training ground, students majoring in flying are gathering in twos and threes to conduct various physical training.

If you want to become a qualified pilot in the future, you must go through a long period of arduous and rigorous training, and your physical and psychological qualities must reach certain standards before you can pass the test.

Ou Ze and Zhou Er rushed to the training ground, anxiously searching for traces of their sweetheart.

"They're there!" Zhou Er suddenly shouted, pointing in one direction, and his tense face instantly relaxed.

Minglang and Qianmo are doing rope climbing training.The so-called rope climbing training is to hang more than a dozen slender nylon ropes from a high place, and let the students climb up with bare hands. It is a training that tests the strength of the arms.

Minglang climbed to the top smoothly, and then slid down the rope gracefully. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was hugged tightly by a tall figure rushing over. The strength was so great that he was almost out of breath. .

"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine..." The person who was holding him repeated in his ear, his voice still choked with sobs.

The two tall and handsome guys hugged each other in broad daylight, and behaved intimately. People around were whispering to each other, with ambiguous smiles on their faces.

Ou Ze didn't care about other people's eyes, he only knew that he was about to be scared to death just now, even though he knew in his heart that the injured person might not necessarily be Qingming, but when he first heard the words "Flying Pilot Class [-]", he was still so nervous that his blood flowed It was about to stop flowing, he was too afraid of losing his clarity.

Someone whistled next to him, and Ou Ze glared at the hooligan Zhou Minger.

"O...Ouze, let me go first." Minglang noticed the scrutinizing eyes of the people around him, his cheeks blushed instantly, and he hurriedly stretched out his hand and pushed the man who was holding him tight.

Ou Ze let go of his hand reluctantly, and took a small step back, but his eyes never left the other party from the beginning to the end, and he was really relieved to see that his whole body was unharmed.

"What's wrong with you?" Sensing Ou Ze's abnormal behavior and expression, Ming Lang asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Ou Ze shook his head, he didn't want to say more, as long as he was clear and well.

Beside him, Qianmo jumped down from the hanging rope. Although he was only about one centimeter away from the ground, he still gave Zhou Er a big jump. He quickly stretched out his arms to catch him, and held him in his arms.

"Bastard, let me down!" Qianmo raised his foot and kicked Zhou Er's calf hard, and jumped out of his arms. The other party hugged his legs and howled, calling "murder my husband" or something.

Qian Mo gave him a cold sideways glance, Zhou Er immediately fell silent, the quickness of his reaction was really astonishing.

Turning around, he saw that Ou Ze was still tired of Qinglang's side. Qianmo squinted his eyes, leaned over and said with a smile, "Qinglang, do you still remember the school girl who ate dessert together last time? Tomorrow is her birthday, and she wants to invite you Celebrate your birthday together, you can go with me."

After finishing speaking, I saw Ou Ze's face suddenly darkened, as if the rain was about to come.A pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at him closely, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

Qian Mo pursed her lips, as if she didn't see the blackened man beside her, and continued to persuade Ming Lang to date a cute girl without knowing what to do.

Seeing Minglang's hesitant expression, almost blurting out if he wanted to go, Ou Ze became even more flustered.

"Don't go!" Ou Ze said in a low voice, his face livid.

"Who are you Mingming, why don't you let him go?" Qianmo choked back not to be outdone.

Ou Ze's face darkened again, he is indeed not a clear person, I am afraid that in Ming Lang's heart, he is not even an ordinary friend.

Qianmo grabbed Minglang's sleeve, "Let's go, Minglang, let's pick out the birthday present for the school girl tomorrow."

Ou Ze hurriedly grabbed Ming Lang's wrist, "I told you not to go." After finishing speaking, he looked at Qian Mo with fiery eyes, "Don't meddle in our affairs, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Qianmo stared back without fear, "I know your family is powerful, but you can't force others to do what you don't want to do."

The atmosphere was at a stalemate, and Mingming was caught in the middle of a dilemma. He actually didn't want to go to that school girl's birthday party at all, but he felt that it was impolite to refuse a girl's invitation, not to mention that the other party was Qianmo's friend.

"Let's compete in the 5000 meters." Ou Ze's tone slowed down, and suddenly he brought up a topic that could not be beaten, "Aren't you the long-distance running champion in the school sports meeting last year? Let's compete in the long-distance running. If I win, you will Don't mess around with Minglang again."

Qianmo raised her pretty eyebrows, "Then what if I win?"

"If you win, I'll..." Before Ouze finished speaking, Qianmo said for him: "If you lose, stay away from Minglang from now on, and don't appear in front of him."

Ou Ze's face turned pale in an instant, his pupils constricted, and the veins on the back of his clenched hands were exposed.

Mingming was taken aback, why did he make such a bet?

"If you don't dare to gamble, forget it, just pretend I didn't say it." Qian Mo spread her hands, turned and prepared to leave.

"Who said I don't gamble?" Ou Ze said angrily, "I'll see you at the school playground at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Don't forget what you said."

"I won't forget, you'd better not forget what you said." Qianmo glanced back at him, and dragged away the dazed Mingming.Zhou Er looked both ways, and finally followed up.

Ou Ze stood there staring at Mingming's back, and said in his heart: "Wait for me, Minglang, I will definitely win the game and win your heart."

The next morning

nine o'clock

school playground track

Two tall, long-legged and beautiful men with very different styles stood on the starting line, glanced at each other, and at the same time parted with disdain, a strong smell of sex pervaded the two of them.

The playground was crowded with students who came to watch the excitement, many of them skipped classes, and even a lot of girls from other schools came here upon hearing the news.

No way, who made the two contestants the most famous school grass-level figures in the school?Such two people actually want to race 5000 meters, it is said that they are competing for a boy from our school.Such explosive news is rare in a hundred years.

Minglang stood outside the runway, looking at the two anxiously, full of worry.If possible, he really didn't want the two of them to have this inexplicable match.Although Qianmo is his good friend, subconsciously, Minglang still hopes that Ou Ze will win. He doesn't know where this feeling comes from. Strangers who have no relationship at all, he likes the feeling of staying with each other.

Zhou Er raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was exactly nine o'clock.

I don't know where to get a whistle, Zhou Er blew the whistle, Ou Ze and Qianmo were ready to start, Zhou Er then blew again, the two on the starting line opened their legs at the same time, and rushed forward.

The students on both sides of the runway surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors, and the voices of "come on" kept coming and going.I don't know whether they are cheering for Ou Ze or Qianmo, but in short, everyone's emotions are high and the excitement is inexplicable. The atmosphere at the scene is comparable to attending a star concert.

Minglang stared closely at the two running figures on the playground, his heart beating violently, and he rubbed his hands unconsciously.For some reason, he is very nervous now, much more nervous than when he participated in the long-distance running competition.

Although Qianmo is not as tall as Ou Ze, and his legs are not as long as him, but his body is light and agile. The reputation of the long-distance running champion is not something that is blown out. In the first 3000 meters of running, he has always been ahead of Ou Ze by a small distance.

But at the last 500 meters, Ou Ze suddenly started to exert his strength, started to catch up, and gradually surpassed Qianmo, and finally crossed the finish line ten seconds ahead of Qianmo.

The crowd burst into thunderous cheers. This long-distance race is really eye-catching and exciting, and it is indeed a duel between the strong.

Qianmo stood in front of the finish line, slightly bent over, panting slightly with his hands on his knees.Ou Ze walked over with a relaxed expression, and handed him a bottle of mineral water. The two got closer, and Qianmo heard the other party whisper in his ear: "I would like to bet, and don't interfere with me and Mingming's. He is my man, and I will treat him well for the rest of my life."

Qianmo's pupils widened slightly, and then he smiled faintly, glanced at the other party and said, "I admit defeat."

The two separated quickly, Ou Ze looked at Ming Lang who was walking towards him with a dry towel, and smiled flamboyantly, "I won, Ming Lang!"

Minglang burst into a bright smile like sunshine, Ou Ze won, and he breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of his heart.

Zhou Erchao came over to Qianmo and handed him a dry towel to wipe off his sweat.

Looking at his face, Zhou Er said with some taste: "You are really kind to Minglang, you don't really like him like others said, do you?"

Qianmo turned his head, looked at him like he was insane, and said angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about, Mingming is my best friend, of course I treat him well."

Zhou Er breathed a sigh of relief, scratched his hair, and said with a ruffian smile, "That's right, you two 'shou' will not be happy together."

Qianmo glared at him, "Who do you call 'Shou'?" At the end, he gave him a shudder, stood up and left.

"Don't be angry, I'm 'Shou', can't I be 'Shou'?"

"shut up!"

On the other side, Ou Ze rested on the grass next to Mingming contentedly.Holding the mineral water Minglang bought for him in his hand, even though he was very thirsty, he was reluctant to drink it.It was given to him by Qingming.

The atmosphere here was just right, but a tall beauty with long hair suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.The beauty stared straight at Ou Ze, and handed him a bottle of drink in her hand.

"Ou Ze, do you remember me? I'm Jiang Liwen." Meiyu said with a smile.