Love You Till Death

Ji Hao and Ruan Mingchi waited at the gate for a long time before Yin Xuelin came out slowly. When he saw someone, Ji Hao suddenly said, "Let's take a photo as a souvenir."

Yin Xuelin nodded hurriedly, and took out his mobile phone from his backpack.

Before Ruan Mingchi could speak, he was sandwiched between two people and stood outside the swimming pool. The heads of the three squeezed together, and there was a "click", leaving a permanent picture.

Ji Hao said, "Little Xian'er, have a smile."

Ruan Mingchi pulled the corner of his mouth stiffly.

"Crack!" Yin Xuelin pressed the camera button.

"Come again." Ji Hao said again, this time upstairs on Ruan Mingchi's shoulder.

Ruan Mingchi turned to look at him.

"Crack!" Yin Xuelin complained, "Oh, it's crooked."

I don’t know how many photos were taken in the end, maybe from the eyes of outsiders, their posture is similar to Converse Zhe’s narcissism, but Ji Hao has his own thoughts... If the memory will fade away, then leave a photo to record this The youthful years of my youth, this is also love.

On the way back, Yin Xuelin has been picking photos and preparing to send them to Moments.

"Oh, I'm so ugly on this one, why is this one so ugly? I'll go, why isn't there a handsome one?"

Ji Hao tapped his shoulder, and when someone looked up, Ji Hao went around behind Ruan Mingchi and put his chin on his shoulder, and lifted Ruan Mingchi's chin with the other finger frivolously, then raised his eyebrows with a smirk, the two of them Watch him together.

Yin Xuelin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, clutching his heart, staggered three steps back, and moaned in pain: "It hurts."

Ji Hao laughed loudly, turned his eyes to look at Ruan Mingchi, and saw a smile on the corner of his mouth, the happiness on his face was illuminated by the light, which was particularly vivid.

After entering the swimming pool, Ruan Mingchi walked away in another direction. He will have a competition soon and needs to wait for the sign on the first floor.

"Wait." Ji Hao suddenly stopped him, "Come on."

"?" Ruan Mingchi was stunned for a moment, and walked over.

Ji Hao suddenly opened his arms to hug him, Ruan Mingchi only felt that he was instantly surrounded by a huge warmth, and the scorching wind blew in his ears: "Come on!"

"Boom! Boom!" The heart beat violently, almost covering the sound of the arena.

But soon Ji Hao let go of him, beckoning to Yin Xuelin: "Come."

Like a Erha, Yin Xuelin jumped up happily, hugged the two together, and shouted: "Come on, come on, come on! Take the first place! Break the record! Earn bonuses! Come on, little fairy!"

The passionate encouragement crashed into the eardrums, and the temperature of the three hugging each other became even hotter, but Ruan Mingchi's frantically beating heart calmed down inexplicably.

Just being impacted by the huge warm current, it became warm and soft.

"En." Ruan Mingchi nodded.

Later, Ji Hao didn't go upstairs, and just stayed with Ruan Mingchi downstairs. He could feel Ruan Mingchi's heart opening up a little bit. At this time, he must strike while the iron is hot!

So Yin Xuelin also stayed.

The three of them waited for the sign-in at the preparation bench, and then accompanied Ruan Mingchi to warm up, until he was about to enter the game, they stayed where they were and punched him.

Ruan Mingchi withdrew his gaze, the light in his eyes was very soft, sparkling with the water in the pool.

The staff members were waving their hands to tell the players waiting in a column to wait. Ruan Mingchi stood still in the middle of the crowd and was patted on the shoulder by the person behind him.

He turned his head and saw Zhou Ai, No.2 in the semi-finals, and said, "The relationship in your team is really good."

Ruan Mingchi looked at him, thought for a few seconds, and then said "En".

Zhou Ai pouted and complained: "It's not like my senior brother... oh, forget it, I don't want to talk about it."

Ruan Mingchi withdrew his gaze, set his gaze on the ground as before, and waited quietly, but the corner of his mouth slightly curled up melted the solid ice, so the whole person seemed to be covered with a layer of blur With the rough edge, the breath is soft.

"Enter!"

The staff yelled.

Ruan Mingchi followed the team into the swimming pool.

100 meters is very short.

Ruan Mingchi's final score was 51 seconds!

No.1 without a doubt, a new record without a doubt!

Ruan Mingchi ended his first national competition final with applause, and once again broke the tournament record he broke yesterday. He surpassed himself and won the gold medal!

"Wow!"

"Amazing!"

There was a sound of exclamation in the arena.

Ruan Mingchi, who came out of the swimming pool, was still panting, his feet were slightly weak, and he was dizzy, but when he saw the man waiting there, he subconsciously quickened his pace and walked over.

He stood in front of him and looked up at him. He didn't even know how bright his eyes were at this moment.

Ji Hao put his hand on Ruan Mingchi's head, stroked his wet hair, and said, "That's great! I knew you could do it!"

Ruan Mingchi was dazzled by that bright smile, and his heart beat too fast.

He thought, he really tried his best, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

Yin Xuelin also rushed over and hugged him, cheering for him. Not far behind, Yu Wu, who came down at some time, had a bright smile, and waited for them to celebrate before nodding and laughing: "The swim was very good, the team Everyone here is happy and proud of you."

Ruan Mingchi's breath had eased, he looked at Yin Xuelin, then at Yu Wu, and finally at Ji Hao, with the corners of his mouth slightly parted to reveal a faint smile.

Next was Yin Xuelin's backstroke competition, and then Ji Hao's medley swimming competition. The time interval was not too long. As a result, together with Yu Wu, the four of them stayed in the preparation area and waited.

Yin Xuelin's swimming performance is very average. He participated in the 100-meter and 200-meter backstroke competitions. He barely entered the final with No.200 in the 8-meter competition.

Yin Xuelin, who was in the water, was caught by Yu Jiao to analyze the gains and losses of this game, and Ji Hao began to warm up before the game.

After squatting up, jumping, and turning his shoulders, the warm-up is over. Ji Hao sat down on the seat, lazily and without energy.

Ruan Mingchi couldn't bear his laziness preparing for the match, and said, "Okay?"

Ji Hao nodded: "Okay."

"enough?"

"enough."

"..." Ruan Mingchi, who has always been serious about things, was anxious, and he endured it more and more, and said, "Do it again." There was a commanding tone in these words.

Ji Hao raised his eyebrows, and slowly straightened up to look at him, until Ruan Mingchi looked embarrassed, and then Ji Hao smiled and said, "Okay, obey."

In a blink of an eye, the 200 gang called to sign in.

Ji Hao did it really seriously, his whole body was warm, and even sweated a little, he went to the sign-in counter panting slightly, and waited in line to sign.

Kuang Weizhe, who was in front of him, finished signing his name. When he put down his pen, he turned to look at him, and said with a smile, "You are very serious about your preparation."

Ji Hao ignored him, put one hand in the pocket of his clothes, leaned his body sideways, and signed his name flamboyantly.

Kuang Weizhe smiled nonchalantly: "Are you in the first lane? Come on."

Ji Hao put down the pen with a "snap", raised his eyes to look at him, his face completely concealed his smile, and his aura rose straight up, surly and fierce, like a beast hidden deep in the ground, which made people shudder.

Kuang Weizhe's eyes turned away in an instant, not daring to meet his gaze.

Waiting for Ji Hao to go far away, Kuang Weizhe came back to his senses, suddenly angry and angry.

He doesn't understand, in terms of age, he is older than Ji Hao, in terms of grades, he is better than Ji Hao, and he is not polite, even if he cheers for him, he won't answer a word, Ji Hao is useless except for his looks, what is so good about him? Son!

Converse was so angry that he took out his mobile phone and wanted to post on Weibo, but after hesitating for a moment, he turned to WeChat Moments, and said in a strange way: "I wanted to cheer for a teammate today, but I was ignored. This is the legendary Envy, envy, hate. Forget it, my game, I just need to go all out."

Most of the circle of friends are people in the swimming circle, the information feedback has always been very slow, and the perspective is completely different, the content of the message is completely different from Weibo.

[Zhang An: Let's compete soon, come on. 】

[Zhao Qiang: I took the first treat to dinner. 】

[Wei Jia: Come on. 】

Kuang Weizhe curled his lips. This is the reason why he doesn't like to post on Moments. His peers are enemies, and he can feel the jealousy of these people towards him through the screen.

He closed Moments and didn't bother to go back, but he opened Weibo to gain the power of fans under his latest Weibo.

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhI'm ready to scream! 】

【Great, great, great!I like watching the game the most, super passionate!I want to see my brother take the first place!I love you! 】

This completely different style of painting is really cool!

Kuang Weizhe pursed his lips and smiled, raised his eyes and looked at Ji Hao meaningfully from a long distance, his eyes were filled with an indescribable sense of superiority, after he calmed down in his heart, he finally reluctantly put the phone into his coat pocket inside.

"The 200 gangsters from group A, come over here, come over and get ready to enter the arena!"

The contestants who heard the voice rushed to the staff, lined up according to the track, and entered the field soon.

"The first way, S provincial team, Ji Hao."

The broadcast on the field began to roll the roll. Ji Hao put on his swimming cap and waved his hand.

"Second way, Z provincial team..."

The roll call on the radio continued.

……

"Fourth way, Flying Fish Club, Converse."

A corner of the arena suddenly burst into warm cheers.

"Cheer up Zhe Zhe!"

"Take the first place!"

"Little brother, I love you!"

After being quiet for a whole morning, the fan group in the corner of the arena finally burst into conspicuous power, cheering cheers came and went, and young and beautiful girls waved support cards with great enthusiasm.

Kuang Weizhe stood up, waved his hand, and waved in that direction again.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah~'

Almost everyone turned their heads to look at the past, and many young athletes even showed envious expressions on their faces.

"Converse is so hot right now."

"There were more than 2 people online at the same time during the live broadcast."

"Looking at his circle of friends before, it was said that he was talking about an advertisement."

The roll call broadcast was quite "ruthless", and did not leave a few seconds for Converse Zhedo to appear, and soon sang to the end.

The arena blew the whistle for preparation.

All the referees in the back row stood up.

Athletes step onto the starting platform, adjust their swimming caps and goggles, and then jump into the water, soaking their bodies from head to toe, making final preparations before starting.

Fans of Converse are screaming: "Ahhh~~ my brother's legs are so long!!"

"Brother must take the first place!"

"call out--"

The whistle sounded again.

Ji Hao moved his arms, turned around and grasped the handle under the starting platform, then lifted himself up from the water with all his strength, kicked his legs on the pool wall, and circled them tightly to accumulate strength.

The muscle lines on the body became clear and obvious at this moment, almost flamboyant.

"Come on brother!"

There were girls shouting at the last second.

"beep!"

The starting gun is fired!

Ji Hao kicked his legs fiercely, like an arrow shot, galloping across the water surface, and then jumped into the water.

After three consecutive kicks, he was in the first row as soon as he came out of the water.

Xu Wu said to Yin Xuelin who was beside him on the shore: "The reaction speed is very fast, the leg strength is very strong, and the start is perfect."

Yin Xuelin gave an "um", looked at Ji Hao intently, and did not speak.

In a blink of an eye.

The 50-meter backstroke is coming to an end.

The difference in strength between everyone is not obvious. Converse Zhe took the lead, the fifth and sixth players fell behind, and the second and seventh players fell behind.

"Arrow shape" is very common in swimming competitions.

But this game is a little different.

one.

On the first track, another player rushed ahead.

It's Ji Hao!

If there is a broadcast of this game, draw the first horizontal line on the screen, and you will find that he and Converse are both in the lead!

Kuang Weizhe came to the three-meter line, turned around and pressed his shoulders, rolled over, and swam out breaststroke.

Ji Hao also rolled over at the same time and swam out in breaststroke.

The speed and rhythm of Converse Zhe breaststroke are excellent, without wasting any extra energy, every stroke eats the deepest water and gallops forward.

Ji Hao was on the same level with him, racing against time, and even faintly surpassed his line in the ups and downs, but the breaststroke was difficult to distinguish during the march, so it was not conspicuous.

However, the speed of the two was extremely fast, and they gradually distanced themselves from the other contestants. Those who hadn't paid attention to Ji Hao before all turned their eyes away.

"Who is that? Together? You swim so fast!"

"One's grades are definitely not good, so leave him alone."

"Come on, little brother!"

The fans turned their eyes away from Ji Hao and concentrated on cheering for their little brother.

Breaststroke 50 meters to the edge.

Enter butterfly.

Butterfly stroke has always been the most gorgeous and the most ornamental posture among the four strokes, especially the male athlete's butterfly stroke. When the body spreads out and swims forward, the strength and sexiness of men are simply overwhelming.

In the stands, the fans of Converse had already screamed.

But Ji Hao's butterfly swimming is obviously very different.

He is light and calm, like a swaying butterfly, dancing in the air, smart and graceful, and can pounce into your heart without making a sound.

In the fan group who were shouting "Come on, little brother", some people shut their mouths at some point, and their eyes fell on the figure in the farthest corner.It's not just that the person swims well, it's that he can't lie to himself anymore.Obviously, in this game, the players of Yiyi are faster than Converse.

The members of the S provincial team were all paying attention to this game, and gradually began to discuss it.

"Ji Hao seems to have swum to the front?"

"Did you really catch up?"

"Converse has played very well."

"But Ji Hao is right in front, you see."

At this moment, Ji Hao touched the side, turned around and swam out.

Converse hit a wall and turned around.

Ji Hao came out of the water and swung his arms in freestyle earlier.

Converse is clearly half an arm behind.

Yes!

Ji Hao is in front!

But the advantage is not very obvious!

Converse's freestyle is very strong, don't be caught up!

Yin Xuelin suddenly jumped up from his seat and shouted: "Quick, quick, quick!"

Although Ruan Mingchi was sitting, his face was tense. He was very nervous, even more nervous than when he was playing.

Yin Xuelin shouted hoarsely, "Ji Hao, come on!"

Ruan Mingchi also shouted in his heart, "Ji Hao, come on."

Ji Hao's freestyle was flat and steady.

The frequency of his arm swings is not fast, but they are all effective strokes, and his body keeps rushing forward, faster and faster.

Converse Zhe is also accelerating.

The frequency is significantly accelerated.

He did very well.

However, in the eyes of everyone, Ji Hao gradually distanced himself from Converse Zhe.

From half arm, to one arm, then half body.

Ji Hao's freestyle swimming is too fast.

It was only then that everyone remembered that Ji Hao's original subject seemed to be freestyle swimming?

At the last 25 meters, Ji Hao pulled half of Kuang Weizhe's arm.

At ten meters, he pulled away most of his body.

With five meters left, Kuang Weizhe stretched out his arms and could only hold his feet.

And the gap is still widening.

Kuang Weizhe chased desperately, but he couldn't even catch Ji Hao's feet at the last meter.

Ji Hao.

touch the edge.

The game is over!