born stubborn

First...Second...First...Second...

The little bee kept fighting with the praying mantis on the third runway, throwing off the insects behind by more than one meter.

That praying mantis is from class 8, why is he called a praying mantis?

It's not that he's big, it's because the sportswear of Class 8 is emerald green.

It is also because when this thin racer starts running, his big head is bouncing forward, and his arms and legs are flying in a relatively large range, which looks like a cool praying mantis.

From the beginning to the end of the [-]-meter race, it took a total of more than ten seconds, and the whole process was in a sprint state.

But after swallowing hard, the racers have already crossed the finish line one after another.

As for who is number one between the little bee and the green mantis, Yuan Yang didn't see clearly.

From his angle, it is not clear which of the two hit the red line first.

It wasn't until Liang Yue walked back to the logistics department with dangling legs that the results were reported on the radio.

At exactly 13 seconds, the little bee and the green mantis tied for first place and reached the final.

Yuan Yang hurried up to meet him, and handed the clothes to Liang Yue, "Put them on quickly."

Liang Yue waved his hands, only wearing a coat, panting slightly with a flushed face, took a bottle of cold water from the side, twisted the opening and poured it into his mouth.

"Drink later." Yuan Yang snatched the water from his hand, "You just finished running."

"It's okay, I'll just have a drink."

Liang Yue snatched the water back from Yuan Yang's hand with a smile, and sure enough he took a big gulp, wiped the corner of his mouth and screwed on the bottle cap, and asked Yuan Yang with a smile, "Is it okay to run?"

"Anyway, I can't run at this speed. Don't look at my explosive power, only my temper."

Yuan Yang told a joke, pushed Liang Yue to sit on the chair, squatted down to hold his strong calf, and put his pants on his leg.

Liang Yue raised his hand to dial Yuan Yang, and then grabbed his trousers, "Why do I feel that this chair has become a wheelchair? I am disabled, and I need you to help me wear my trousers?"

"You are a great hero, I am willing to serve you." Yuan Yang raised his hand to push Liang Yue away.

"Stop it." Liang Yue waved his hands and stood up, "It's time for the finals in a while, and I have to take it off when the time comes, what a hassle."

"Then put it on for me first!" Yuan Yang stared, and pushed Liang Yue back to the chair.

"Ouch, yo, do you smell Ji?"

Hao Tian has been eyeing Yuan Yang and Liang Yue for a long time, and the more she looks at them, the more she thinks why the relationship between these two people is so good?

It's not like a classmate or a friend, and it's not like a romantic partner, but like a loving old couple.

"Chicken?" The boy at the back table was responsible for taking care of the supplies this morning. Hearing Hao Tian's exclamation, he interjected excitedly: "These two days are the sports meeting, and the cafeteria must stew chicken for us. It started so early? You Have you smelled chicken?"

Hao Tian looked at the idiot-like eyes, and glanced at the boy at the back table, "How much do you like chicken? Be careful of chicken plague!"

The boy at the back table blinked in confusion, "Isn't that called bird flu?"

"Yes, the chicken is not good enough to eat, and there is a possibility of bird flu." Liang Yue answered with a smile, "Yuan Yang, you have to be more careful in the future."

The corner of Yuan Yang's mouth twitched, "Would you want me to tear you into a trumpet now, you fart mouth?"

"Oh fuck, Liang Yue, you're in the final of the [-]m again?"

Yang Wei ran over from class 8, wearing an emerald green sportswear with the brand number 818, looking like he was about to enter the arena.

"Viagra, what's your morning project?" Liang Yue asked him with a smile.

"There is a discus in the morning." Yang Wei said, "I have to throw it hard. If you win the championship in the [-]-meter final, my chances of winning are small, Alexander!"

Liang Yue pointed at him and smiled confidently: "Brother Wei, I will win you!"

"Fuck, if you really win the [-]-meter final in the morning, I will dare to throw a shot put on your head in the afternoon. I must win today!"

Yang Wei patted his generous chest with certainty, and walked up to Hao Tian, ​​greeting him with a smile.

"Hey Squad Leader Hao, I'll be throwing a discus soon, don't forget to cheer me on?"

Yang Wei finally found a chance to show off his majesty in front of Hao Tian.

So he desperately hoped that today he could compare Liang Yue's status as a male god in Hao Tian's heart.

Hao Tian squinted at him, paused for three seconds, and laughed.

"Hey, you are more like a wax gourd now, the green-skinned wax gourd is throwing a discus hahaha... Ouch, I am so angry from laughing... Ouch, who can help me?"

"Squad leader Hao, you're smiling...you're so intriguing." Yang Wei flattered her shamelessly.

Buzzing, Class 7 of the United States exploded again. Taking advantage of the excitement of the sports meeting, everyone booed and shouted:

"Squad leader Winter Melon is together, and squad leader Winter Melon is together!"

"Get out!" Hao Tian yelled angrily, and everyone immediately changed the booing into snickering.

Yang Wei was still poking there, grinning blindly, Hao Tian pointed at him and yelled, "I'm telling you to get out!"

"Okay, I'll get out, don't be angry, okay?" Yang Wei scratched the back of his head with a smile, and turned to Liang Yue, "Let's go? Back to the game."

Liang Yue had already collapsed on the chair with a smile, one hand was still grabbing the school uniform of Yuan Yang next to him, so he didn't slip out. When Yang Wei asked him, he hurriedly said, "Let's go."

Yang Wei returned to the arena with Liang Yue's shoulders.

One is tall and majestic, and the other is beautiful and smooth. They are walking together and chatting leisurely, not to mention how happy they are.

The projects of Liang Yue and Yang Wei were held at the same time, Yuan Yang still could only watch in the logistics department holding Liang Yue's clothes.

The discus field is in the middle of the playground, and the field for the [-]-meter final is diagonally opposite to the circular track, just blocked.

The position was not good enough, Yuan Yang couldn't see the little bee anymore.

After stretching my neck for a long time, I still couldn't see it, so I had to move the chair to the back, and the 1.8-meter tall man stood on the chair, and then he saw the little bee.

The little bee had already pouted its butt at the starting point of the track, and the green mantis was still on the track next to it.

"Brother, come on!" The little bee turned and smiled at the green mantis.

The green mantis returned a friendly smile, "You too!"

With a bang, a swarm of insects took off on the [-]-meter track.

In the blink of an eye, the little bee and the green mantis rushed to the front without giving in to each other.

"Liang Yue, come on! Green winter melon, fly discus!" Hao Tian jumped up and shouted.

Only then did Yuan Yang notice that Yang Wei's discus was also thrown out following the gunshot, and the direction was exactly opposite to that of the little bee.

Each of them flew towards the target as if passing each other.

So excited, a layer of sweat broke out in Yuan Yang's palms.

I urgently hope that the little bee and the discus can fly the best results.

The discus flew far away and landed with a bang, and the little bee on the opposite side was about to reach the finish line.

The green mantis seemed to be desperate this time. Not only did the frequency of its head bouncing increase, but it also added a bright voice, yelling to overtake the little bee.

The little bee played steadily, and its two wings-like legs moved faster and faster.

Suddenly, the green mantis tilted its toes and landed on the track with a thud, and hit the little bee's heel by the way.

The little bee staggered and almost knelt on the track.

"Fuck!" Yuan Yang yelled, his eyes widened.

Fortunately, the little bee only staggered two steps forward, then recovered its state and rushed to the finish line.

However, because of the gap between these two steps, the two people in front had already taken the opportunity to pass the finish line before the little bee.

Liang Yue finished third in the final with a score of 13 seconds.

As soon as he returned to the logistics department, Liang Yue was surrounded by his classmates.

Hao Tian took the lead in applauding excitedly, "That's amazing Liang Yue, our Class 7 of the United States hasn't won a race yet, you are the first one!"

Liang Yue sat on the chair, stretched his feet into Yuan Yang's trouser legs, and waved his hands with a smile.