You Boys Play Games Very Well

Shan Zhu is really as he said, waiting for Ling Meng downstairs in the dormitory at six o'clock every morning, the two of them run together in the morning, go to the second cafeteria to have breakfast together after the run, and then go to class or go back to the dormitory separately.

Even his roommates tease him every day:

"Go on a daily date with Mangshen?"

Ling Meng: ←_←

"Are you back from your daily date with Mangshen?"

Ling Meng: →_→

On the day of the sports meeting, Shan Zhu saw Ling Meng's popularity in real life. The men's 5000m was the finale of the sports meeting.

"Mengmeng, don't be nervous, brother rub your legs to relax." This is Ling Meng's roommate Huo Longguo.

"You have to keep your muscles tensed before the race, why run while you relax?"

"Cheer up, Mengmeng, and take the first daddy to treat you to dinner." This is Liu Lian, who was infected by Lingmeng's daddy's disease in the next room.

"roll."

"Ling Meng, here are the chocolates I bought for you, you must work hard!"

"Thank you, thank you..."

This is the classmate Cao Mei who is the department flower.

Shan Zhu, who was the only foreign support for the cheerleaders, saw Ling Meng surrounded by men and women taking care of him from a distance, and felt that he couldn't get into that circle.

Ling Meng accidentally found Shan Zhu from the gap in the crowd, and the two exchanged a glance.

Ling Meng smiled and waved to him.

The little bit of disappointment was instantly dispelled by a smile, Shan Zhu raised his fist and made a cheering gesture to him.

The wind is blowing, the clouds cover the sun, and God favors it. This is the most suitable weather for long-distance running.

With the sound of a gunshot, Ling Meng left the starting line with the large troops, and the gathered crowd gradually dispersed as the distance lengthened, gradually changing from a group to a front line, Ling Meng ran unhurriedly at the end of the echelon .

"I didn't expect that Mengmeng's small body can run long distances." Roommate Huo Longguo chatted with Shan Zhu during the competition.

"I really didn't expect it."

"When I was a freshman, we didn't know each other well, and registration for the sports meeting was all voluntary. When Ling Meng volunteered to report for the 5000 meters, all the students in the department were moved. They thought he was doing it with the mentality of sacrificing himself to save everyone. guess what?"

"how?"

"That kid ran first! You can't tell, you can't judge by appearance."

Shan Zhu's eyes were locked on the thin figure in the distance, even if there were people in front of him and behind him, Shan Zhu could still find him at a glance.

The distance between the players is getting farther and farther. No.1 is nearly half a lap ahead of the last place. Shan Zhu is a little worried about Ling Meng. It is hard to believe that the previous champion Huo Longuo said is true.

Huo Longguo was full of confidence, and every time Ling Meng passed by, he shouted to cheer him up.

"Lengmeng! Water!" Halfway through the race, Huo Longguo took the opportunity to hand him the unscrewed mineral water bottle.Ling Meng picked it up non-stop, took a mouthful, poured the rest on her head randomly, and tossed it, just in time for Shan Zhu who was following Xiao Pao.

"Come on, Mengmeng!" Shan Zhu took the bottle, ignoring his splashed clothes, and shouted at his back.

On a track with 5000 laps, [-] and a half laps of [-] meters are required. In the second half of the race, a small number of runners were obviously exhausted, including some students who ran ahead from the beginning, and gradually fell behind, while Ling Meng performed steadily. , but rose from the bottom of the team to the middle.

In the penultimate lap, Ling Meng accelerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Huo Longguo couldn't help shouting: "Come on, Mengmeng! Overtake the person in front! Overtake him!"

Ling Meng continued to move forward at a steady pace, running past the outer circles of competitors who were ahead of him one after another, and those who were unwilling to speed up the competition, but Ling Meng quickly left behind the limit of physical strength.

"It's lapped! It's lapped!" The students in the distance shouted. The runner who ran first beat the last one for a full lap, and Ling Meng also successfully ran into the last lap. The only runner in front of him was Three people.

"Come on, come on, come on! Mengmeng, come on! If you surpass him, I will call you Dad!"

Shan Zhu's ears were filled with various voices of cheering, among which Huo Longguo's thick voice was the most prominent.

Perhaps because of receiving such a signal, Ling Meng quickened her pace, and No.3 was also defeated. If this momentum continues, at worst, she can win a bronze medal.However, Ling Meng was obviously not satisfied, and continued to catch up, surpassing No.2 with amazing stamina.

Shan Zhu was suddenly very excited, and his heart beat extremely fast. Even if he was watching the competition of his classmates, he had never experienced such a feeling of empathy with the contestants, as if it was not Ling Meng who was running there but himself.

He ran towards the finish line, desperately shouting Ling Meng's name after the finish line, even though it was drowned in a sea of ​​cheering, he still hoped that his voice could be heard by Ling Meng.

Ling Meng started to sprint, he was still ten meters away from No.1, five meters, three meters, one meter...

"Come on, Mengmeng!" Now, even Shan Zhu couldn't hear his own voice.

Ling Meng's not-so-tall body seemed to contain infinite power, all of which erupted at this moment.A gap was opened in the clouds, and the sunlight squeezed in through the gap, and the earth warmed up. In addition to the sunlight, it also came from the enthusiasm of the sports field.

Ling Meng caught up with No.1, and No.1, who maintained the lead for most of the distance, certainly would not give up the easy-to-get champion. The two sprinted side by side, and their speed was almost comparable to that of a [-]-meter race.

"Come on, come on! Mengmeng, come on!" Shan Zhu shouted hoarsely, and at the same time, he watched Ling Meng's speed not slow but fast, and the players who were tied with him obviously couldn't maintain such a crazy sprint speed for a long time, and they were halfway behind. One position, one position... finally missed the championship one step away from the finish line.

Ling Meng, who ran firmly in the first place, crossed the finish line without any suspense with a gap of nearly ten meters ahead of No.2.Shan Zhu started running side by side with him the moment he crossed the line, and stabilized the opponent's short staggering pace due to excessive speed in time to help him buffer the inertia of sprinting.

"It's great! You're great!" Shan Zhu was rarely emotional, wishing he could hug this person and rotate him 360 degrees in order to express his mood at the moment.He now fully understands Ling Meng's furious kiss on the monitor, if there were only the two of them in the arena, he couldn't control the urge to kiss the opponent's red dimple fiercely.

Ling Meng was panting very fast, exuding the youthful air after exercising all over his body. Shan Zhu took his arms and helped Ling Meng walk slowly on the track.

"Mengmeng, you DIE!" A huge body rushed up from behind, almost throwing Ling Meng to the ground with weak legs.

Huo Longguo hugged Ling Meng's neck excitedly, and rubbed his already messy hair with his other hand: "Why are you so good! You are so amazing!"

More Ling Meng's classmates rushed up and rushed to squeeze in between Ling Meng and Shan Zhu. Ling Meng's arm was forced to leave Shan Zhu's shoulder gradually. Farther and farther, farther and farther away, the hero who brought glory to the class was tightly surrounded by excited students, and there was no place for Shan Zhu to stand beside him.

Shan Zhu, who fell out of the crowd, stood still and watched as the classmates happily surrounded Ling Meng and left. The sun was shining, and the golden-yellow Ling Meng was shining with golden light.

Suddenly, the golden-colored Ling Meng turned his head, raised his weary hand to Shan Zhu who was some distance away, and waved it with a smile.

Shan Zhu raised joy from the bottom of his heart, imitated Ling Meng's movements, and waved to him with a smile.

That night, on Mangshen's Weibo, which has always only talked about games and live broadcasts, there was a rare addition of a text with a very different style of painting, like chicken soup.

@Mangosteen: If you fall in love with a person who can shine, you will not be able to tell whether it is love that puts a filter on your eyes, or he is the light source.