Follow suit

The sports meeting is one of the colorful chapters in campus activities. Needless to say, the application for the project was completed very quickly. Teacher Xiao Liu made appropriate adjustments after reading it. After that, the students practiced according to their own choice up.

Lu Qiansong originally said to ask Wen Chaoan to practice with him at night, but since all the events he applied for required venues, he had already practiced at school, so he didn't need it after school.

The sports meeting starts during the holidays. If you come back to school after a few days of crazy fun, but not because of class, then the students are all interested and talk more than usual. The whole class is like a small vegetable market, noisy.

All Wen Chaoan's interactions with Lu Qiansong in the past few days are on his mobile phone. He went out with his parents and family on National Day, and of course he couldn't meet Lu Qiansong.

So when Wen Chaoan saw Lu Qiansong when he first arrived at the school gate, he felt a little strange.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, don't you know me?" Lu Qiansong stood in the line with a smile.

The venue of their sports meeting is in another campus, so they have to gather at the school gate first, and then they are led by the teacher to the campus two intersections away, and line up at the school gate early in the morning.

Wen Chaoan and Lu Qiansong were at the end of the line, Wen Chaoan walked over and said goodbye to him: "It feels like you have grown taller."

"Grow taller?" Lu Qiansong just laughed, "Can you grow taller in five days?"

They started on October [-]st, exactly five days without seeing each other.

"Well," Wen Chaoan nodded, "or she lost weight."

"That's right, I've been running for the past two days, and I've lost two catties," Lu Qiansong still smiled, "Can you tell by two catties?"

Originally, Wen Chaoan said it casually, but now it seems to be true.

It didn't take long to walk from their campus to the other campus, and soon the team marched forward. Wen Chaoan couldn't figure out why they didn't go directly to the other campus to gather. Instead, Teacher Xiao Liu, who was behind the team, told him There are too many people in the two communities, and I am afraid of traffic jams in the morning.

There are indeed a lot of people. Their high school has several campuses, and the training directions of students are different. Only large-scale activities will gather together.

Teacher Xiao Liu said with a smile: "Your honor is to honor our district. How is the preparation for the project?"

Wen Chaoan nodded. Recently, with the help of Zhou Rong, he did sit-ups every day. He also ran around the street a few times while traveling. Although the intensity was not great, he was also very serious.

Needless to say, Lu Qiansong, this person finished his homework during the holidays and talked with Shen Qinghu every day at basketball barbecues. When he got home at night, Wen Chaoan called, went to bed early and woke up early, and his life was even more regular than when he was in school.

Lu Qiansong said with a smile: "I think it's fine, it shouldn't be a big problem to win the prize."

Wen Chaoan gave him a surprised look. He knew that Lu Qiansong was good at sports, like junior high school, but he didn't expect him to be so confident.

"Look at me, I'm serious." Lu Qiansong went to rub Wen Chaoan's hair again, like petting a puppy.

"Oh, your tablemate doesn't believe you, but it's okay, we'll see in the next two days! Show him! See how good you are." Teacher Xiao Liu patted the two of them on the shoulders, and went to the front of the team. The front is busy.

Lu Qiansong coughed lightly, and couldn't help laughing: "Am I good?"

He brushed Lawen Chaoan's short hair on the back of his head.

"..." Wen Chaoan turned his face away, and followed the team without saying a word.

"I don't say whether you are fierce or not, let's talk at the end." Lu Qiansong put away that slightly profound expression, and became more serious, "If I win the award, I will treat you to dinner, if..."

"If you win the prize, I invite you!"

Wen Chaoan interrupted him first: "If you win all three prizes, I will go to your house to play with you on weekends."

"Come to my house to play with me?" Lu Qian smiled, "What kind of reward is this? You can come whenever you want."

"That's different." Wen Chaoan glanced at him, "You have to pay to get something."

He followed the team, half a step faster than Lu Qiansong, just in time for Lu Qiansong to see his neck. The man's hand was touching the hair on the back of him, and Wen Chaoan felt that his hair was being pulled into a small pull.

"Okay then," Lu Qiansong squeezed the flesh on the back of his neck, pressed it twice, and let go, "I'm sure I can win a prize and let you come to my house to play. But is the effort more than the reward? You Think about what you want to do when you come to my house."

Because of walking and talking, Wen Chaoan broke out in a thin layer of sweat, his face was pink, and he squinted his eyes and smiled, as if he had some plans in mind: "Then wait until you win the prize."

They arrived at the campus quickly, and each class went to the open space behind the teaching building to get Maza stools, and then gathered in the playground to listen to the speeches of the school leaders and teachers on the stage.

After that, the student representatives gave speeches, each class went to the designated place to sit down, and the students of the phalanx team had to go to the side of the track to gather and get ready to go out in a while.

If there are four teams in the class, two teams for boys and two teams for girls, then behind Wen Chaoan is Lu Qiansong, with Cheng Zi and Zhao Qiqi on the left and right.Since Cheng Zi was the leader of the phalanx, the seat would be vacant, and Lu Qiansong sat there very consciously.

"Brother Lu? Are you doing the long jump today?" Zhao Qiqi reported the girl for the long jump, and she asked across Wen Chaoan, "The long jump looks like a man and a woman next to each other? Is it the first time after the lunch break?"

"Yes, it should be," Lu Qiansong recalled, "It didn't sound good before, but I remember it was around two o'clock, before the man was [-] meters away."

"Okay, after lunch, remember to go to the teacher to get the number..." After Zhao Qiqi said this, she sat upright and stopped whispering. The phalanx was ready and walked over one by one. The students on the rostrum asked everyone to stand up Swear, they dare not speak in the audience.

The phalanx team walked around the playground, the national flag was raised behind, and the principal gave a speech to the opening ceremony of the sports meeting. This finally started.

Students with projects took their number cloths and went to the back to prepare. Wen Chaoan's [-] was on the second day. He had no other projects all day today, so he had to sit here and write manuscripts.For the sake of the number of manuscripts in the class, regardless of whether they will be read or not, the first thing to do is to write. The number increases the probability, and the probability determines the honor of the class. Paper, like a printing press with no desires and no desires, writes paragraph by paragraph what he reads from the Internet, what he thinks, and what others tell him...many manuscripts.

After Cheng Zi came back, Lu Qiansong sat back, but he happened to be the extra one in the fourth team, sitting alone in a row, sitting in the back so lonely, there was no one around to talk.Lu Qiansong asked Cheng Zi to move to the side, and made a row for himself, squeezing in nondescriptly between Cheng Zi and Wen Chaoan, which could be regarded as squeezing in.

Lu Qiansong stretched out his arms, took away Wen Chaoan's manuscripts and read them one by one, and said jokingly: "You don't need to be so serious, just write about it. Anyway, you don't have to read it, and it's okay to repeat it." He took a few sheets out of the new paper Wen Chaoan had prepared and wrote on them.

As it turns out, he was right.Writing manuscripts is like writing earthy love stories, and it’s like writing cold jokes. I read too much, and I don’t have to write after I write. I feel numb when I talk too much about inspiration. I wrote [-] pieces in a row. I can't hold back anymore.

Also sighing is Cheng Zi, this guy has been plagiarizing Wen Chaoan from the beginning to the end, and he also imitated Lu Qiansong to take other people's papers, and in the end he also corrupted Zhao Qiqi, all the papers around him came from Wen Chaoan's notebooks, very Almost finished a book.

"I can't write anymore, God help me," Cheng Zi pretended to wipe away tears, "Crazy? Didn't the teacher think about environmental protection issues? How many small saplings will be destroyed in a sports meeting? How much greenery will be torn up? How much ink will be wasted ? How many right hands have cramp? And the left hand? "

"You are not left-handed, do you write with your left hand?" Zhao Qiqi and Cheng Zi are already good brothers who love and kill each other, "How about showing you my left-handed writing?"

"You're not left-handed either! Just take a look, I'll see what you can write!"

After the two finished writing, they took it out for comparison at the same time, laughed at each other, and finally showed it to Wen Chaoan and Lu Qiansong, and let them decide the case.

Although it is ugly, but Zhao Qiqi wrote it, at least it can be seen that it is a word, and Cheng Zi's is a bunch of trembling lines.

"What is this?" Lu Qiansong picked it up and looked at it, and laughed out loud, "Can you do it? They wrote a word and a deed, at least three words, you write a bunch of 'one' to do it." what?"

"What pile of ones?! That's 'one two three'!" Cheng Zi snatched back the piece of paper, holding it in his arms quite preciously, "It's the first time I write such a good left-handed character, I want to keep it Get up, frame it and hang it on the wall, in the living room."

"Forget it, people can't be so ignorant," Zhao Qiqi satirized him, "Who would dare to go to your house after you hang up the living room? Isn't that lowering the cultural level of the family? When people see it, wow, Cheng Zi's family's art The product is a row of headless tadpoles, hey, they swim quite neatly..."

Wen Chaoan let out a "poof" laugh, next to him was Lu Qiansong leaning against his back laughing, Zhao Qiqi couldn't help laughing, only Cheng Zi was furious, holding her own paper, "What headless tadpole? Who the hell?" A tadpole has no head... Fuck! This is not a tadpole!"

The last row laughed even harder, humming and humming, and even the people in front turned their heads to look over their shoulders, only to be warned by the teacher to observe discipline.

"Look, laugh! I'll make you laugh!" Cheng Zi lowered his voice, rolled his little tadpoles into a small paper stick, and pointed at them one by one, "I'm talking about you guys! Still laughing!"

"Cheng Zi?" Teacher Xiao Liu stood behind him, "I just finished talking about obeying the discipline. It's been less than a minute, and you started again?"

"Ah?" Cheng Zi raised his head, "Oh my god!"

I don't know who couldn't help laughing first, the whole class six started laughing as if their tails were infected, and they laughed into a ball, one after another for a while before they stopped.

Wen Chaoan wiped the corners of his eyes, tears came out of him.