A cannon fodder rival dressed as school grass

The only sound in Zhuang Shen's ears was the violent beating of his heart.

His brain was blank, his throat was dry and a little bloody smell came out, and his legs were heavy, as if they had been filled with lead.

The people around were so noisy, it seemed that someone was calling his name, and the voice seemed to be hazy through a layer of fog.

He grabbed the person who was supporting him, gasping for breath as hard as he could, but his lungs were still dull.

"Stand and walk for a while, don't fall down." That low voice, each word struck his eardrum clearly.

At that moment, even the violent heartbeat was gone.

As if eating a mint candy suddenly, the drowsy brain gradually cleared up a lot.

Zhuang Shen slowed down for a while, and his body gradually regained consciousness after strenuous exercise.

Shen Wen put his hands around his waist, trying to draw his strength onto himself, but the strength was well controlled so that he wouldn't feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Huai ran over with a bottle of water and shouted: "Brother Shen! You are a real bully! Do you know who the guy in front of you is? A scud for orienteering!"

Shen Wen took the water in his hand, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Zhuang Shen.

Zhuang Shen's originally fair face was so white that it seemed to be transparent at this time, he steadied his somewhat rapid breathing, took the water from Shen Wen's hand, and brushed his fingers with his fingers carelessly, the fingertips were cold.

Shen Wen lowered his eyes, heard the clear and long panting beside his ears, and took a step back calmly.

Jiang Huai was still in a state of excitement: "He makes [-] laps every day, and he has never lost in running. You actually beat him! What kind of power made you beat him?!"

Zhuang Shen took a sip of water and didn't speak.

Shen Wen stared at the corners of his moist lips, and smiled lightly.

What power?Probably, the power of not making up lessons.

At that time, he just said cheering words casually, but he didn't expect that Zhuang Shen really surpassed the sports student.

Shen Wen asked himself, his lectures were all held during the normal time of evening self-study, so Zhuang Shen resisted his tutoring?

Is he talking so dryly?

The host classmate began to broadcast the results of this long-distance race: "...the No.1000 in the men's 1-meter event is Ge Ming, Class [-] of Senior High..."

Everyone was still excited about this competition. Hearing this sentence, many girls on the playground shouted: "No.1 is Zhuang Shen! Mispronounced!"

"Where did Ge Ming come from?"

"Can you check it and read it again?"

The sound on the playground was originally chaotic, and it stands to reason that the people on the rostrum could not hear their words clearly.

They said "Zhuang Shen No. 1000" very neatly. The host quickly found that the information passed was wrong, and changed his words: "Sorry, congratulations to Class [-], Zhuang Shen, for winning the men's [-]-meter long-distance race championship in this sports meeting!"

The girls below cheered again.

Shen Wen found that Zhuang Shen frowned unhappily, and realized that he might not like the noisy environment, so he asked in a low voice, "Go to the auditorium to rest?"

Zhuang Shen's chest was still a little stuffy, but after adjusting his breathing just now, he had almost recovered, so he nodded.

The 1000-meter race doesn't really use much physical strength, but it's just that the competition with the sports students in the lap just now inevitably overdraws the limit.

The event before the end of the morning is the 3000-meter long-distance race project reported by Zhuang Shen.

Before that, he could still rest for nearly two hours, enough for him to recover his strength.

As soon as he took his seat, the sports committee immediately came over and asked him, "Are you okay for 3000 meters? I'm afraid you won't be able to hold on then."

Zhuang Shen was a little tired, and his sitting posture was much more casual than usual.

He lowered his eyes, his tea-brown pupils were blocked by long eyelashes, he couldn't see his expression clearly, he seemed quite indifferent: "No need."

The sports committee didn't know him well, so he didn't dare to say more, so he couldn't persuade him, so he looked at the person next to him.

Zhao Xiaoxia also echoed: "That's right, you can just find someone to replace you. Your 1000-meter score is very good, so there's no need to fight for another [-] meters."

Zhuang Shen repeated again: "No, I will do it myself."

Seeing him like this, they didn't dare to raise any more opinions, for fear that he would get angry.

Jiang Huai glanced at Shen Wen, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to persuade him?"

"No." Shen Wen directly refused, his eyes full of connivance, "If he wants to run, let him run."

He had booked a class of milk tea with Jiang Huai before, and it was almost divided within 2 minutes.

Shen Wen put the cup that was specially set aside before Zhuang Shen: "Drink it, it's seven points sweet."

After he gave the milk tea, he felt a strong gaze and glanced sideways.

A girl held up a camera and faced him directly. She followed them from the beginning and took countless photos of him and Zhuang Shen just now.

Just as the girl raised the camera and adjusted the focus, the protagonist in the middle of the picture suddenly turned her head and looked straight at the camera. She froze for a moment, then immediately turned to the side, pretending to be taking pictures of the scenery as if nothing had happened.

Zhuang Shen inserted the straw, sat on the seat and took a sip silently.

The taste in his mouth was very sweet, which made him feel a lot better.

When he was about to reach the finish line, Zhuang Shen thought that he would not be able to overtake the boys in front.

That sports student is indeed very good. He is not strong by nature, but he will do his best. Halfway through the run, he gradually feels that there may be no way to surpass the opponent.

At that time, my ears were buzzing and I couldn't hear other people's voices.

But Shen Wen's voice came over very clearly.

He wanted to take the first place. At that time, he was full of thoughts and tried his best to rush forward, but he actually ran first.

Jiang Huai sat on the other side of him, and tentatively asked: "How about me or Brother Wen running for you, anyway, it's all for class points, it doesn't matter who gets in?"

After Zhuang Shen rested, his face was still white and indifferent: "No, it's only three thousand."

Coupled with this expression, it seems a bit careless and loose.

Jiang Huai was speechless.

God damn three thousand, it's the same as three hundred!

But this man beat the famous sports student in the school just now, so he really can't complain.

Soon after, the broadcast began to broadcast, allowing athletes who signed up for the 3000-meter check-in.

Zhuang Shen has returned to the state before he started running, walking towards the inspection office naturally.

As soon as he left, Jiang Huai turned his head and looked at Shen Wen, who was a seat away from him: "Brother Shen is really good, there are not many sports students among them who run two games in a row, and he didn't hesitate at all."

Shen Wen stood up, lazily said: "My deskmate, of course is amazing."

Jiang Huai: "All right, all right, your tablemate is just different."

The girl standing under the rostrum was holding up the camera to follow Zhuang Shen, and an idle voice came from behind: "Can you show me the photos I took earlier?"

The girl put down the camera and looked back, she was so frightened that she almost smashed tens of thousands of lenses on the ground!

Ahhh!The school grass took the initiative to talk to her!In my lifetime!

Shen Wen smiled at her, with nonchalant eyes: "There is also Zhuang Shen's photo, can you send it to me?"

Just after Zhuang Shen finished the inspection, he was waiting in the open space next to him. When the time was almost up, the teacher shouted: "The men's 3000-meter athletes follow me!"

Zhuang Shen's runway was just on the innermost circle, and the others pulled their legs and posed for poses.

Only his back is straight, and his whole body is so white that it shines.

On the audience stage, the girl stood not far from Shen Wen, and the camera was aimed at Zhuang Shen.

Shen Wen looked at the track, but said to the girl: "Take a good shot, the price is negotiable."

The girl shook her head excitedly.

Talking about money hurts feelings, okay?

Even if I don't give money, my camera will definitely focus on you two!

With the 1000-meter run just now, Zhuang Shen didn't need the so-called warm-up at all, and rushed out naturally as soon as the gunshot fired.

He ran unhurriedly in third place.

There were also many people around the playground, all talking in low voices: "Zhuang Shen, the tenth class, is really awesome. He won the first place in the 1000 meters just now, and now he runs 3000 meters!"

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow(ie) !"

"It's good enough for him to be able to run past that sports student. I didn't expect that he was the one who won the [-]. Is it enough to apply for so many events at once?"

Ge Ming's face was even darker.

The one thousand just now should not be Zhuang Shen going up to show off, it was originally his project!

Zhuang Shen received so many compliments, when they asked him not to participate in the [-]s, they refused him with a look of charity and condescension.

It's cheap and good-looking!

If he hadn't given up the 1000-meter position, how could Zhuang Shen spread fire all over the playground?

As soon as he thought of the host calling out his name, everyone in the playground would sarcastically say "How did Ge Ming become the number one?", he blushed with anger.

Suddenly there was a scream in front, and the girls from the non-tenth class all shouted in unison: "Zhuang Shen, come on!", "Take another first place!"

Ge Ming tightly squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand.

His arrogance always ruins his good deeds, not only makes him unable to be a class committee member, but also robs him of his projects, making him ridiculed.

Zhuang Shen got closer and closer to him.

The anger in Ge Ming's eyes soared.

Zhuang Shen was very absorbed in running, his eyes were only on the track, he didn't care about the faces or voices around him.

Seeing his calm face, Ge Ming felt that he was pretending again.

Why does such a person with the lowest grades always step on his head? !

When Ge Ming was about to run over, his eyes sank, and he pushed the water bottle in his hand forward——

The plastic bottle with half a bottle of water left skipped the junction and rolled into the track!

On the audience stage, the girl whose camera was pointed at this side of the video was stunned and shouted: "There is a water bottle! The water bottle has rolled into the runway in front of Zhuang Shen!!"

The bottle of mineral water is transparent, if the athletes don't pay attention to their feet and run fast, they are likely to step on it and slip!

Hearing this, Shen Wen reacted very quickly and ran down. The stairs to go out were on the side. He didn't even think about it, and directly supported it with one hand on the bottommost railing wall.

The hem of the white shirt was raised slightly, and the tall boy disappeared behind the fence and landed firmly on the plastic track.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, and immediately regretted it.

Such a handsome picture, it was over before she even had time to shoot it!

Shen Wen sprinted [-] meters towards Zhuang Shen almost as soon as he landed, shouting: "Be careful where you step!"

That's too late.

Zhuang Shen kept looking straight ahead and maintained a fast speed, never expecting a water bottle to appear suddenly.

The moment he stepped on it, his body had no time to react due to inertia, and his whole body fell onto the plastic playground due to the sliding of the water bottle.

The skin of his arm rubbed against the hard and hot plastic track, and the burning and stinging pain climbed all the way. At that moment, Zhuang Shen couldn't help frowning.

I was stunned for a moment, and immediately surrounded by many people, and many girls screamed in horror.

Noisy, mixed with the burning pain on the skin, Zhuang Shen's mind was full of noise.

He felt his limbs, but fortunately there was no sprain, but the skin on the back of his right hand was scratched, and blood was oozing out, and the blood beads kept spilling out.

The athletes behind saw him fall and stopped for a while, but because of the competition, they just looked back and ran forward around him.

No one dared to stand on the runway, and everyone surrounded him. There were several circles of people inside and outside, chirping with concern.

"Are you okay?"

"There's a lot of blood! It's scary, I need to disinfect it quickly."

"Who's going to call the doctor?"

Shen Wen came quickly, and when he rushed over, many people surrounded him. As soon as his eyes fell on Zhuang Shen, his face sank instantly.

More and more blood oozed from Zhuang Shen's hands, which was shocking on his fair skin.

Shen Wen lowered his eyes, his eyes were dark, and his voice was extremely low because of the fire: "Can you get up? Go to the infirmary."

"No need." Zhuang Shen stood up, his brows were cold, "I just scratched the skin, I'll finish the rest."

"Why run?!" Shen Wen lowered his eyes, his eyes were cold.

He is always extraordinarily cold when he is not smiling, but now he is frowning, his aura is extraordinarily gloomy.

Zhuang Shen paused and looked up at him.

There was no emotion in those light-colored eyes, but it was obviously confused by Shen Wen in this state.

After Shen Wen said that, he was also stunned.

He didn't expect that he would lose control. Just now, when his brain conditioned to say that sentence, he couldn't control his emotions at all.

"I'm not mad at you..."

Shen Wen took a breath slowly, but the air pressure around his body was still low.

The No.1 athlete had already crossed the finish line, and cheers came from the finish line, but the atmosphere in this area was depressed to freezing point.

After the sports run, you must go to the registration office to register.

Shen Wen said to the people behind: "Jiang Huai, tell the inspection office for him, he is injured and can't run away."

Jiang Huai responded beside him.

Shen Wen turned around, his shoulders were broad and his legs were long under the sun, his cold white skin shrouded in light, he directly pulled Zhuang Shen's wrist and led him out of the crowd.

His voice was still full of fire, but it was deliberately lowered, and it was much softer: "You don't care about your body, I do, go to the infirmary first."

The wound on Zhuang Shen's arm looked scary, but it was just an abrasion.

The doctor cleaned the wound, sterilized it, and applied medicine. After a few minutes, he gave the packed medicine to Zhuang Shen, and told him: "Apply the medicine on time every day, and never get wet in the past few days. susceptible to infection."

Zhuang Shen listened carefully and thanked him.

He looked to the side, Shen Wen leaned against the wall and kept looking at this side, his eyes stayed on his wound, his eyes were dark, he didn't know what he was thinking, the line of his lips was tightly drawn, his expression was obscure.

Zhuang Shen took the medicine and was about to leave when Shen Wen shifted his gaze to his face.

On the way back, the atmosphere was a little weird, and neither of them spoke.

The bright sunlight leaked through the gaps in the leaves, and after walking half of the avenue, Shen Wen opened his mouth and asked in a low voice: "Does the wound hurt?"

Zhuang Shen said truthfully, "I don't feel anything."

Shen Wen suddenly stopped.

Zhuang Shen paused, then stopped, and looked back at him strangely: "What's wrong?"

Shen Wen frowned slightly, his brows were stained with displeasure, but his tone was still calm and steady: "In the future, if you get injured, don't carry it alone, class points are more important than your own life?"

Zhuang Shen didn't expect him to care so much. He had suffered more serious injuries than this before, and he just waited for the medicine when he was free. This kind of minor injury is nothing to worry about.

But seeing Shen Wen like this, Zhuang Shen changed his tune and said: "Got it."

Seeing that he agreed, Shen Wen's eyes fell on Zhuang Shen.

Zhuang Shen's bloody skin was medicated, the fine dust was cleaned off, and his arm was clean, as if the horrible scene of bleeding just now was just an illusion.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Huai ran over from the playground, apparently looking for them, and immediately asked, "Do you know who threw that water bottle?"

Zhuang Shen raised his eyes: "Who?"

"Ge Ming!" Jiang Huai was furious, "That idiot of his must be jealous of you running first! That's why he made a fool of you on purpose! He is simply crazy! I asked around, but now I can't find anyone else, I don't know Hiding in that corner, he's a real dog."

Zhuang Shen lowered his eyelashes and frowned slightly.

When they walked to the playground, the last 3000-meter race was over, and only the broadcast was still announcing: "Please don't leave the students of all classes, take away the garbage around you, and the health committee will stay for the final clearance... ..."

Jiang Huai complained about Ge Ming for a long time before looking at Zhuang Shen's hand: "How is your hand?"

Zhuang Shen: "It's scratched, it's fine."

Shen Wen added: "The area is too large, and the wound is prone to infection. You must take care of it carefully during this time."

Jiang Huai added next to him: "That's right, it's not easy to apply medicine on the back of the arm, and you have to go to the infirmary. It takes a lot of time to go back and forth. It may be troublesome to take a bath, and the wound must hurt when it touches the water. The more I think about it, the more I feel that Ge Ming is not a nice one."

A few people stopped in the shadow on the lower right side of the rostrum. Shen Wen was half leaning against the wall, with a slack figure and slightly pursed lips. He had no expression on his face when he heard these words.

However, there was an aura around him, like an ice wall, which was about to turn into substance.

No one approached within five meters.

After Jiang Huai finished speaking, Shen Wen came over, his face was exposed in the sun, his dark hair was dyed with a halo, and he looked at Zhuang Shen: "I'm staying at school for a few days, so I'll help you with the medicine."

"Then it would be great if Brother Wen could help..." Jiang Huai smiled, and in the middle of speaking, his expression froze, and he suddenly came back to his senses: "Huh? What are you talking about?! You want to live on campus!"

The dormitory is so big, how can a person like Shen Wen live there?

That's really condescending.

Zhuang Shen refused: "No, I'll just go to the infirmary."

"I want to paint the night scene of the school during this period of time, so I live in the school, and I will help you with the medicine." Shen Wen approached, lowered his eyelashes carelessly, and added, "It happens to teach you to do the questions face to face, and the effect is better than the video."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Seeing his sinking eyes, Shen Wen twitched his lips: "But for your injury's sake, I'll take a good rest these few days and give you a vacation."

As soon as Shen Wen finished speaking, he raised his eyes, his gaze fixed.

Ge Ming was walking this way from the side, ready to come back to get things.

After throwing the water bottle, he actually regretted it. He hated Zhuang Shen, but he was still a little rational and cowardly. Even if he hated Zhuang Shen before, he didn't dare to do anything to Zhuang Shen.

But when he saw Zhuang Shen, under the outburst of emotions, he threw the water bottle out of his hands uncontrollably before thinking about it.

The bottle rolled to Zhuang Shen's feet, and he backed away in horror, even suspecting that he had been snatched from it.

He only saw that everyone gathered around, and some girls screamed that there was blood.

Ge Ming hid in the toilet in fear.

He rushed out of the toilet before the end time, and found that Zhuang Shen was fully dressed and walking normally, and he seemed to be fine. He just felt that the girl before made a fuss, which made him tremble for a long time.

Ge Ming heaved a sigh of relief, he had no psychological burden, and was about to take his schoolbag and leave.

As a result, as soon as he approached the auditorium, a figure suddenly approached.

Ge Ming raised his head and saw Shen Wen's cold and extremely unfriendly face.

"It's very courageous." Shen Wen squinted his eyes, those dark eyes were full of uncontrollable ruthlessness, "He dared to come back after deliberately hurting someone."

Ge Ming's back felt cold, his body stiffened under his aura, and his mind went blank: "What...why intentionally hurt someone?"

He didn't dare to provoke Shen Wen at all, his brain stopped functioning and his teeth were trembling when he spoke.

Facing Shen Wen's gaze, he felt an extremely terrifying coolness sweeping through his whole body.

The irrepressible danger and arrogance on Shen Wen's body continued to spread, making Ge Ming shiver under the scorching sun.

After listening to his answer, Shen Wen seemed to smile with the corners of his lips picked up, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Shen Wen suddenly grabbed Ge Ming's collar, and Ge Ming's frightened cry got stuck in his throat, and he uttered a strange cry for help.

He had no resistance at all, and was pushed onto the plastic track by Shen Wen!

Holding his hand without stopping, Shen Wen directly dragged him, pulling him hard on the plastic playground for several steps.

Ge Ming let out a few tragic screams, his voice trembling: "I was wrong!... Let go... Let go, let me go!"

It was obviously the noisiest time when the playground was over, and the entire playground changed from noisy to quiet in an instant.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the rostrum.

This semester was too peaceful, Shen Wen kept doing things, they almost forgot, Shen Wen's great achievements in the past.

When this man hit someone, he was irritable and cold, and his attacks were extremely terrifying.

Ge Ming's voice sounded cruel and helpless, echoing across the playground.

Shen Wen dragged his hand for a few steps like dragging garbage, then let go of his hand suddenly, bowed and pressed closer, looked at his bleeding arm, and said in a low voice: "Take care of your hands."

Shen Wen glanced at the sports committee member standing beside him, and raised his eyebrows: "Please take him to the Academic Affairs Office and tell the teacher what he did today."

The sports committee nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, brother Wen, we all know!"

Ge Ming fell to the ground, with burning sensations in his arms, back and even the side of his face. The pain made him tremble, hugged his arms and curled up into a ball, unable to stand up.

There are only people watching the theater around, no one is willing to help him, not even a trace of pity.

A tooth for a tooth, Ge Ming was beaten as it should be.

It was much better for him to be beaten than Zhuang Shen stepped on the air, at least his life was not in danger.

Ge Ming trembled all over, staring desperately at the dusty runway.

He was dragged on the ground by Shen Wen in front of the whole school, he never thought that there would be such an episode in his life...

Shen Wen walked back slowly, his lazy face was cold.

Zhuang Shen stretched out his hand and said, "Wipe."

There was a handkerchief in his palm, and the color of his palm was almost as white as the paper towel.

Shen Wen took it, wiped his fingers slowly, and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Have you figured it out, leave me a door at night?"

Zhuang Shen stared at his hand and nodded.

Shen Wen's room is on the upper floor of Zhuang Shen's. His room is twice the size of a normal dormitory. At that time, the middle wall was opened to make a large room.

He would occasionally come over to take a shower and change clothes. The closet was full of clean clothes and all the furniture was available.

Although the house is small, it is not impossible to live in, at least it is better than a hotel.

Shen Wen took a shower, changed his clothes, leisurely went downstairs, and knocked on Zhuang Shen's door.

Zhuang Shen didn't go to evening self-study, but Liu Fan was unstoppable, and he didn't come back until the last time. Zhuang Shen was alone at night.

Zhuang Shen took out all the medicines and put them on the table: "Just rub it on."

"Okay, wipe it casually." Shen Wen sat next to him, holding the alcohol cotton with tweezers.

His fingers are longer than Zhuang Shen's, with protruding joints, and the appearance of holding tweezers is quite pleasing to the eye.

Shen Wen lowered his eyes, staring at Zhuang Shen's arm.

He had just taken a bath, and the wound on his arm was a little red. He didn't know how painful it would be to get wet in the bath.

Shen Wen's eyes darkened, and he carefully pressed the alcohol cotton on the wound.

Zhuang Shen looked at the phone with the other hand, and there was no reaction on his face, as if he was not injured at all.

Shen Wen saw that Zhuang Shen was watching the duel game video, thought of meeting him accidentally before, and asked, "Do you also like to play duel?"

Zhuang Shen flicked his phone slowly: "It's okay."

"I have a few friends who also like to play this game, next time I have a chance to bring you to play with them." Shen Wen said, his hands kept moving, "E-sports career is also very promising, if you like playing games, You can try this way."

Zhuang Shen: "..."

Now Shen Wen not only helps him with his studies, but also acts as a teacher, planning his future in advance?

Zhuang Shen said without much interest: "Yes."

Shen Wen's movements were lighter than the doctors in the infirmary, and he quickly re-administered the medicine.

Only now did he have time to glance at Zhuang Shen's room.

There are two beds, one is neatly folded, there is no wrinkle on the quilt, and the other is quite messy.

Shen Wen remembered that when Zhuang Shen was working as a model in his house, after sleeping in his bed, the quilt was as flat as a mould, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder was quite serious.

Shen Wen got up and was about to leave when he suddenly saw something placed at the balcony door.

A set of painting tools.

It was Qiu Ling's painting tool given to Zhuang Shen.

The whole set of painting utensils came from the Artists Association, and the shape was specially designed. It is basically impossible to buy outside, or it is a pirated copy.

Shen Wen vaguely felt that he had seen it somewhere before, and asked, "Is that yours?"