Dead enemy or dead enemy after rebirth

"——No. 020210, No. 020210, please gather at the 3000-meter race on the playground as soon as possible after hearing the broadcast."

When Bai Chunxi heard the broadcast, he was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the number that was very similar to his was from the second class, not his number.

So he stood back on the inside of the track and waited for the game time.

There are many people who participate in the semi-compulsive 3000 meters. They run in three groups, and they are the first group.

Ma Shiyuan stretched and bumped the boy next to him with his arm, "Hey, it's from your second class, who is it?"

The boy had a neat cropped hair. He glanced at him coolly and patted his arm. These days, Ma Shiyuan has been running to their class. There are not many people in the second class who don't know him. "Your master."

"My master???" Ma Shiyuan's voice suddenly rose, "Chu Xunsheng?"

"Ah."

Bai Chunxi stood on the spot, his eyes fluttering suddenly paused, and he turned his head to look around, and there was no sign of Chu Xunsheng.

But in the third group not far away, he saw a boy with a cold face in the crowd, and there were a few boys standing next to him, who seemed to be chatting with him, although the boy didn't seem to want to answer.

"Tsk, what's that idiot doing?" Bai Chunxi scratched his head a little irritably.

After listening to the radio and yelling again, he lifted his foot and left the first group.

"Brother Xi..." Ma Shiyuan was about to shout, but the referee here stopped him, "The game is about to start, you are in the first group, don't run around."

Bai Chunxi raised his eyes and looked at the referee, "I didn't run around, I'm going to lead someone."

"Who is the leader?" The referee was a little bit numb from his staring, and asked a lot.

"No. 02, 02, 10, contestants." Bai Chunxi paused after each sentence, staggered around the referee, and went straight to the third group.

Bai Chunxi stretched out his finger and pointed at the boy standing in front of Chu Xunsheng, "Hey, classmate, give way."

The boy who was talking turned around impatiently, and was a little surprised when he saw Bai Chunxi's face, his attitude softened a lot, "What's the matter?"

Bai Chunxi ignored him, looked at Chu Xunsheng who was staring at him blankly, and felt even more irritable, "Let's go."

"Oh." Chu Xunsheng opened his mouth a bit, and followed the others out without asking any questions.

Seeing that the young man was about to be taken away, the people who had originally chatted with Chu Xunsheng became anxious, "Where are you taking him? The competition will be held soon!"

"He's in my team, and we're a little more anxious than you. We're going to race soon." He couldn't believe that after chatting for so long, this group of people wouldn't know Chu Xunsheng's number plate?The Mandarin on the radio did not reach the bottom of the incomprehensible.

He doesn't know why Chu Xunsheng is here, but these people are not good birds.

Learning is not linked to character.

Bai Chunxi left them an indifferent back, with the number plate behind him exposed.

The boy who was left on the sidelines sneered a few times.

"I said why are you so proud, it turns out that you are from the first class..."

"But they study every day in a class, how can they have time to exercise? Look at him so thin, don't throw up after running three thousand."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

There was a burst of laughter behind him, but Bai Chunxi didn't seem to hear it. He walked slowly back to the first group, pointed behind the referee standing next to him, "Here we are."

After speaking, he didn't look at anyone and walked back to his place.

Chu Xunsheng heard the ridicule of those people clearly, his face was gloomy and scary, but he had no position to teach them a lesson, which made his face even uglier.

The referee originally wanted to reprimand Chu Xunsheng a few words, but the moment he met the master, he couldn't speak a word. Why are the children so fierce nowadays? "Ah, you sign the form and find a place to stand by yourself."

After signing, Ma Shiyuan waved to Chu Xunsheng, "Master, master, here!"

Chu Xunsheng paused for a moment, and then walked over after carefully looking at Ma Shiyuan's number plate.

"Master, why did you run to the third group? And why didn't you come out when the radio called you?" Ma Shiyuan asked in a low voice.

"I'm indeed at the meeting place." Chu Xunsheng only explained the second half of the question.

"This... this..." Ma Shiyuan thought about it for a long time, and suddenly felt that it made sense.

"Three thousand men, the first group is on the runway."

The referee stood on the stage, and after everyone stood on the track, he watched the person on the other end swing a chess piece and let out a gunshot.

The school ran 400 meters in one lap, and three thousand is seven and a half laps.

In the first three laps, Bai Chunxi kept running in the middle of the team, not very conspicuous. The second group on the inner side of the track began to stretch, and the third group looked at Bai Chunxi like watching a show, "Come on, don't wait for you at the end La, woo woo."

The boy snorted and ignored them.

I secretly complained in my heart: What class is it?Retarded?Stupid?

The group of people who quickly ran past the third class, Bai Chunxi still kept the same speed.

He has practiced with Duan Shuli for more than ten years, and he has run a lot. Such a distance is nothing, but after entering high school, the time for exercise is obviously less, and he still needs to adapt.

By the fifth lap, the team had been torn apart.

In the first section, there were two sports students, and in the second section there was only Chu Xunsheng alone. Ma Shiyuan and the others were pulled back more than 20 meters, and Bai Chunxi was behind. There were five or six of them in this section. Except for the boy himself who was able to maintain a relatively steady breathing, the panting noises of the others were so loud that it was suspected that they could almost faint on the spot.

As the number of laps increased, the distance between the athletes became larger and larger, and the last one or two had been overtaken by the people in the first quarter, and they gave up and started walking.

Bai Chunxi, who didn't speed up from the beginning to the end, broke away from his range hood team on the sixth lap, stomped on the ground with his forefoot, and rushed out.

"I'll go! Does he still have energy?"

"Don't...don't talk...you're going to die soon."

Bai Chunxi didn't blush, and directly surpassed Ma Shiyuan's section.