Follow suit

Wen Chaoan is undoubtedly the first in the group. As for the people in the whole project, he is not very outstanding, and he won the encouragement award in the end, which is not bad.

Lu Qiansong went back to the class after receiving the award with him, and told him: "You were so good just now, you ran out with a 'swoosh', so fast, I knew you were going to win the award. And you know that the first Who is the second?"

Wen Chaoan asked him, "Who is it?"

"The first one is the one with me in the long jump? The one standing in front of me, remember?"

He was talking about the first person in the men's long jump group. If he hadn't killed a dark horse at the end, that person would have competed with Lu Qiansong for the first place.

"He has good physical fitness, he is powerful at first glance, and his level is extraordinary." He meant that the people in front of Wen Chaoan were not ordinary people, and their overall abilities were outstanding, so Wen Chaoan only got the encouragement award.

Wen Chaoan pouted: "Are you praising me?"

"You're so smart." Seeing that there were few people around, Lu Qiansong quickly took a sip on his face.

Back in the class, several students sitting next to him came over to see what prize he had won. Wen Chaoan spread his hands, it was a board with two small cards.

"You two are so destined, right? If he gets a card, you also get a card?" Zhao Qiqi had already discovered that Wen Chaoan didn't see those things on the Internet yesterday, so she acted as if nothing happened, "But although Brother Lu has a lot of cards, he didn't You look so pretty."

Wen Chaoan took the winter style, with a pink cloth covering the clip, and two small cherry balls stuck on it.It looks a little better than the colorful ones obtained by Lu Qiansong.

Zhao Qiqi said: "Over there, Xiao Chengshu, the monitor of our class, got the notebook, Chaoan, do you want to exchange it with him?"

"Him?" Wen Chaoan blinked, "Isn't he also a boy? Would he want a card?"

"There is a little sister in his family, she is five years old, she especially likes gaudy gadgets."

Wen Chaoan's small prize was titled "Fantasy", he couldn't laugh or cry: "Then I'll ask him later?"

"Forget it, don't ask."

Lu Qiansong took the clip over, examined it carefully, and stuck it in front of his forehead: "Does it look good?"

Zhao Qiqi was stunned: "Brother Lu, you still resisted yesterday?"

"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today, can it be the same?" Lu Qiansong smiled at her, "Student Zhao Qiqi, you have to look at this society from the perspective of development."

"And I have a project in the afternoon, and the bangs are too long to block my sight."

"Bangs???" Zhao Qiqi looked at Wen Chaoan in surprise, and pointed to a bit of broken hair on Lu Qiansong's head, "Does he have bangs?"

Wen Chaoan: "If all the hair above the forehead is called bangs, there are still some, quite a lot."

In this way, Lu Qiansong carried that fluffy little cherry all the way to the afternoon relay race.

The schedule for the last few events is relatively tight. Lu Qiansong will go to the high jump first, which is the last individual event. After the high jump, the relay will be held. During the relay, the teacher will start to count the grades in the class. After the relay comes out, it will start Write certificates, prepare awards and sports meeting summaries.

During the statistical period, a class-based "two-person three-legged race" was also inserted... In other words, this trip was quite tiring.

Lu Qiansong went to the middle of the playground to get ready, Zhao Qiqi and Wen Chaoan sat under the basketball hoop to watch, surrounded by many classmates, they could still see at first, but then they couldn't, so they had to squeeze into the middle.

Before Wen Chaoan stepped forward, someone patted his arm, and it was Zhou Rong.

The classes of the two of them are far apart, and Wen Chaoan had another project in the morning, Zhou Rong couldn't find him, so he hurried over when he saw him sitting under the basketball stand.

"Brother," Zhou Rong stood beside him, "did you see my phone this morning?"

"Mobile phone?" Wen Chaoan thought for a moment, "Didn't you take it?"

When they were talking, the game was about to start over there. Zhao Qiqi pulled Wen Chaoan's arm. Wen Chaoan turned his head and took a look. Seeing that it wasn't Lu Qiansong, he said to Zhou Rong: "I remember you watched it last night. Get out of bed." Did you take it when it was time? Do you want to think about whether you have put your schoolbag?"

Zhou Rong could ask him, but he couldn't find it, but Wen Chaoan couldn't remember if it was in his schoolbag.

Zhou Rong said: "I can't put it on the bed, why do I have the impression that I put it on the side of the schoolbag in the morning, which is where the water bottle is placed? But I don't have it there, why don't you help me to see if you have it in yours, just in case If I'm not at home, don't I just throw my phone away?"

It would be miserable if the phone was lost, not to mention how many things were in it, if Mama Wen found out, she might really beat him up.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Wen Chaoan quickly helped him think, and said, "I'll help you find it later..."

Before he finished speaking, the crowd gasped in surprise. Zhao Qiqi squeezed Wen Chaoan's arm, and he hissed. Turning his head, he saw Lu Qiansong soaring into the air.

The pole was as tall as a person. Like a nimble little fish, he jumped very high because of his run-up. His body lying on his back formed an arc, slightly bent backwards, and drew a smooth trajectory above the pole. , and finally land on the mat.

The mat was a bit dirty, and the sand was visible, but the pole remained motionless, and the surrounding students cheered. The last contestant pulled Lu Qiansong up from the mat, and they said something, and the two raised the pole. a little.

A teacher reported the height, which was 1.7 meters.

As before, the challengers passed one by one and adjusted to 1.7 meters five.

Zhao Qiqi and Wen Chaoan said: "The high jumpers here are all from the former track and field team. I conservatively estimate that 1.7 meters 1.8 is definitely acceptable, but [-] meters may not be certain."

As Zhao Qiqi said, jumping again, the height of 1.7 meters [-] is a bit difficult, two or three classmates are narrowly escaped, Lu Qiansong jumped over, the foot hit the pole, the pole trembled, it did not fall, it was considered success.

Later, it was a bit of fun. The teacher asked who would like to challenge, and everyone said yes, and the order was not followed. Those who want to come first should come first.

The classmate who pulled Lu Qiansong jumped twice, failed the first time, and narrowly missed the second time. The pole shook for a long time and made a trembling sound.

Lu Qiansong followed behind him.

Everyone around watched quietly, and seeing that she was about to run away, Zhao Qiqi jumped up, raised Wen Chaoan's hand, and shouted: "Brother Lu, come on!"

Just as Lu Qiansong stepped out, she was interrupted by her, and looked over helplessly, Zhao Qiqi smirked, Wen Chaoan made a fist weakly, and waved at him like a kitten's paw.

"At the same table, are you forced to open? How about your morale?"

A group of people looked at Wen Chaoan and Zhao Qiqi. Wen Chaoan didn't want to stand out, but when he was called, he raised his hand again and stretched it up: "Come on, my deskmate!"

Zhao Qiqi: "Come on at the same table!"

Someone next to him said, "Who is at the same table?"

The students around laughed together.

Gradually, the person shouting for cheers yelled, which made Lu Qiansong a little embarrassed. He quickly suppressed his smile, looked at the pole seriously, waited for two seconds, and rushed out suddenly.

This time, his speed was faster than before, he jumped up in front of him, his body followed the momentum, as if drawing a small rainbow, he paused briefly in the air, ready to fall.

Zhao Qiqi clenched Wen Chaoan's wrist tightly, and shouted quickly: "It's over, it's over, it's over...Yeah!!!"

The little rainbow slowly disappeared and landed in the cloud at the other end.

There were screams all around, and Wen Chaoan waved his hand vigorously at him.

The classmate who skipped before and Lu Qiansong said with a smile, "Why didn't anyone shout when I skipped just now?"

Lu Qiansong glanced at him with a smile: "I have the buff at the same table."

The teacher wanted to try again at 1.8 meters [-], but time was running out. Teacher Xiao Liu trotted over and said that they had finished the calculations, and the class relay was left. There were other activities after that, and the teacher would also run the relay.

As soon as they heard that the teacher was going to run the relay, the surrounding students entered the stage of excitement, whispering to each other and starting to discuss.

Lu Qiansong wiped the sweat off his brow and walked towards Wen Chaoan.

"What do you think?" Lu Qiansong panted a little, put his hand on Wen Chaoan's shoulder, and squeezed his face.

"I think it's a good dance." Wen Chaoan smiled.

"I also think it's a good dance," Zhao Qiqi saw that the atmosphere between the two of them was not right, she quickly interjected, hugging Wen Chaoan's other arm and said, "But can you stop touching our classmate Wen Chaoan? You will cause a large number of classmates jealousy."

"Why?" Lu Qiansong looked at her, "This is my deskmate."

"You can't be at the same table, look at who he's holding?" Zhao Qiqi whispered to Wen Chaoan, "Hold my hand quickly", and when Wen Chaoan did not know why, she showed off her might to Lu Qian, "See? "

"Student Zhao Qiqi, it's very wrong for you to do this." Lu Qiansong guessed that she must have seen yesterday's post, so she followed her and said, "You like my tablemate, do you need my permission first?"

"You are sitting against the wall, and he is leaning against the aisle, why did he pass you?"

……

These two people were still arguing with each other, but when Wen Chaoan finally remembered Zhou Rong, he turned around and saw that he had disappeared.

"Ronger! Ronger!" Yu Dongzi pushed through the crowd and followed, "Why are you going here?"

"I'll go and check my schoolbag." They still haven't confiscated the Maza stool, and everything is there, Zhou Rong's face is not very good, but his tone is still calm, "Anyway, the teacher will chase me away soon, and I will relay later Woolen cloth."

"Oh, I thought you were going to the toilet, and said I would go too... Hey, are you going?"

Zhou Rong lowered his head, he was a little confused, he didn't hear Yu Dongzi calling him several times, and he came back to his senses when someone patted him on the back: "What did you say?"

"I said go to the bathroom, oh no, Rong'er, you're not quite right now?" Yu Dongzi looked at him, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No." Zhou Rong shook his head, but Yu Dongzi still looked at him worriedly, and after waiting, he said something: "Dongzi, I seem to have lost my phone..."