I abducted the hero after the collapse

An Yan also usually exercises, and during this period of time, Ji Qiao took him to get up early for training. He thought that although he could not win the championship, it would be no problem to finish in the top three.

The student union is responsible for maintaining the discipline of the sports meeting, standing on both sides of the runway early.Ji Qiao was also there, standing next to the teacher in his blue and white school uniform, his tall and straight figure was like a poplar, straight and slender.

Sensing his gaze, Ji Qiao glanced over and met An Yan's eyes.

An Yan saw him chatting with a member of the student union next to him, took a blue cheering stick from the other party, and waved it at him in a serious manner.

He stood in the direction of the finish line, waiting for An Yan to pass.

The corners of An Yan's mouth curved up slightly.

The Minister of Physical Education took two steps back, approached Shi Shanling and said with a broken heart: "The president so openly supports a certain player, what if some students suspect that our student union is doing favoritism, the reputation of the student union, the reputation of the president, alas .”

Shi Shanling was surprised: "The president still has a reputation?"

minister of PE department:……

It seems that there is no such thing.

Ji Qiao looked away, and the two immediately avoided their eyes with a silly smile. The Minister of Sports Department set up the binoculars on his chest and glanced at An Yan, and had to admit that he did have the capital to be lovable.

The beautiful young man with exquisite eyebrows, tall and thin legs, compared with their big and three thick ones, just has a broken feeling that wants to be cared for.What's more, An Yan always has a smile on her face, just looking at her makes her feel happy and relaxed.Their presidents get along with each other day and night, and it must be reasonable to have a good relationship. As for those cp rumors, the Minister of Sports Department smiled and passed them by, never taking them seriously.

An Yan was running on the street, surrounded by the commotion of classmates watching.With an approval rating no less than Ji Qiao's, he won the cheers of other class cheerleaders.

The cheering sound of the girls' youth sounded, and the players around An Yan all looked at him sharply.

The little curly hair gave a disdainful cut.

Later, let the much-anticipated "big star" lie on the ground and show everyone a dog eating mud.

The gunshot rang out, and An Yan ran along with the crowd.Bypassing a few people and running to the top three, An Yan began to maintain a constant speed, pushing herself to the front row.The surrounding scene has become blurred, only the back of the frontmost player can still leave a trace.The final 200m sprint time.An Yan's breathing was slightly messy, her legs were no longer as light as they were at the beginning, and they were extremely heavy.

There are still 200 meters left, as long as you succeed, you can get a good ranking.

Now that he has participated, An Yan's sense of class honor and the idea of ​​never giving up make him never stop just like that.

However, I am really tired.The legs seemed to be filled with lead, and the swing of the body was already a subconscious mechanical movement.An Yan raised her head, her eyes blurred with sweat from her forehead, and in the distance, a figure was standing at the finish line.

It was Ji Qiao. He stood there with his arms folded. An Yan couldn't see his expression clearly, but he knew that Ji Qiao was waiting for him.

A force poured into her body, An Yan curled her lips, and continued to rush forward with all her strength.

The audience stared at An Yan's figure with bated breath. On the field, he was like a light deer-beautiful, aggressive and explosive.Everyone cheered for him as the distance between him and the players in front of him got closer.

In the next second, a small curly hair appeared in the audience's line of sight, and he hit An Yan's body at a tricky angle.

"what--"

Accompanied by an exclamation, An Yan was suddenly hit by the impact, her already unstable body swayed, and her legs knocked towards the ground.

Both hands supported the ground subconsciously, but the left knee had already hit the ground heavily.

Goodbye, top student!

The little curly head ran to the finish line without turning back.

it hurts!

An Yan lowered her head and didn't move for a long while. The pain from her left knee spread to her limbs and bones. Sweat dripped from her forehead, and the water marks from the smashing made the rubber floor bright red, the color of blood.

"Many!" Hua Kaichang jumped down from the auditorium and subconsciously rushed in his direction, and the student union members guarding on both sides immediately stopped him.

"Fuck!" Wen Zixuan couldn't pretend to be a deep person.Now he can't wait to scold his mother.Those bastards, what he said didn't work anymore, and they actually tried to touch An Yan.

On the playground, many eyes were focused on the place where the accident happened, and they didn't even care who was the first person to rush to the finish line.

The head of the sports department rubbed his hands, walked anxiously for two steps, and then asked, "President, why don't I take someone to send An Yan to the school hospital first?"

Something happened to An Yan, the baby of the An family, and the dean might go crazy.The little curly hair can really make trouble.

Ji Qiao waited for a long time without any movement, and the Minister of Sports Department felt uneasy.

Could it be that he guessed wrong, in fact, the minister hates An Yan, even if there is an accident, he didn't respond.

Jing Yiting threw off the cheer stick in her hand and rushed to the rostrum.With such an obvious target, is the student union an idiot? There has been no movement yet.

None of the shouts from the people around could reach An Yan's head. After enduring the initial pain, he finally responded.He moved his scratched palms and slowly stood up.The afternoon sun made his head a little dizzy, he covered his forehead with his right hand, and the ashes from his fingers rubbed onto his forehead, An Yan grinned at the place where the flowers were blooming, and waved his hand to indicate that he was fine.

"Wow!" Hua Kaichang pulled the development belt back two steps, no longer entangled with the members of the sports department.

Man told him not to make trouble.

An Yan looked at the finish line, the rest of them had already finished running, and the little curly who bumped into him was grinning at him with a smug smile.

100 meters left.

He exhaled and moved his left foot slowly.Some pain, fortunately only a minor injury, but it is difficult to move.

But it’s just such a short distance, how can we not finish it?

Wiping her sweat-stinging eyes with her fingers, An Yan moved towards the finish line step by step.

A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Qiao's mouth.

There was an uproar in the audience, no one thought that An Yan would continue to walk to the end.I lost all the losses, and my leg was injured, so there is really no need to go on.

An Yan ignored other people's thoughts and insisted on going down.

The figure of Ji Qiao running on the field that day was still rooted in his eyes.

Ji Qiao is still waiting for him to pass at the finish line.

With a distance of just 100 meters, with the slowly moving figures on the field, everyone's doubts began to gradually change.

"Get out of the way, I'll do it." Jing Yiting ran back to the class area, grabbed the drumstick from the boy's hand, and hit it hard, "Class [-], come on!"

The voice of the thin body spread to the whole class, and the students in class two shouted in unison: "Class two, come on! Monitor, come on!"

The drumbeats and heart-piercing shouts resounded throughout the arena. An Yan walked very slowly, with injuries on her body, and looked very embarrassed, but it was because of this that it was more contagious.

The passion of young people is always the easiest to be ignited. With the shouts of the second class in unison, the whole arena resounded the voice of cheering for An Yan.They empathized, as if they had also become members of the second class, and moved forward proudly after being injured.

An Yan's mind became clearer, but the pain made it easier for her body to see what was in front of her.

An Yan saw Ji Qiao's figure, just a step away.As expected, he stood at the finish line and waited for him to pass as promised yesterday.

An Yan smiled, and walked towards him.

One hand was already ready to support him, Ji Qiao let him press his body on his arm, and stroked An Yan's back with the free hand.An Yan's hair was wet, and her handsome cheeks were covered with sweat.Without vigor, but very cute.

Amid the overwhelming cheers for An Yan, Ji Qiao lowered his head and boasted in his ear: "Welcome to the end, hero."

Ji Qiao squatted down, grabbed An Yan's arm and put it on her shoulder, and walked steadily towards the school infirmary with him on her back.

The Minister of Sports was surprised when he saw the scene where the two brothers were happy: "So the president really doesn't hate An Yan."

After waiting for a long time for an answer, he looked at Shi Shanling, who was looking at the contemptuous expression of paramecium in the previous picture.

A ginkgo biloba was planted on the road to the school hospital, and Ji Qiao stepped steadily on the yellow leaves.

An Yan felt uncomfortable lying on his shoulder.He wanted to struggle, how could a boy be picked up by others casually, but Ji Qiao's arm seemed to be made of iron, stuck firmly in the bend of his leg, unable to move at all.

Forget it, anyway, it's true that my leg hurts, and Ji Qiao is willing to carry it, so it's fine.

After a little struggle, he accepted the fact, lying motionless on Ji Qiao's back, his face blushing silently.

Except for being recited by my brother and father when I was a child, no one else has done it.

When they arrived at the school infirmary, Ji Qiao finally put him down.The school doctor is still on the playground, so there are not many people in the school doctor's office.

An Yan limped to the edge of the bed and sat down, revealing her two fair legs under the shorts.On the knee of the left leg, an extremely obvious bruise remained there.Next to the wound was black dust and pebbles.The gray was stained with red blood, and it was dazzling when it fell on An Yan's sitting leg.

Ji Qiao made a phone call and asked where the medicine for the fall injury was, and walked over with disinfectant and Yunnan Baiyao.

An Yan shrank her right leg subconsciously.He was a little afraid of that thing.The relatively developed perception ability allowed him to simulate the pain of spraying the potion on his legs before he received the baptism of the potion.

Ji Qiao intentionally gestured up and down for a long time, satisfied with his opening and closing expressions.

"afraid?"

An Yan opened her eyes and shook her head, refusing to admit it.

Taking this opportunity, Ji Qiao swept across the scar on his leg, disinfected and wiped the medicine in one go, and finally tied the bandage neatly.

After the slight sting, An Yan stared blankly at his movements: "Why are you so proficient."

"It's not that my grandpa trained me in various ways since I was a child." Ji Qiao said lightly, and then started to grab his hand and started to work again, "But he is not as gentle as I am to you, he will laugh at you even if he presses a cotton swab on your leg Timidity is a big fuss, and I ended up being self-taught."

An Yan's palms and fingers were scratched to varying degrees, and the original pink fingertips were entangled with dust and blood.Ji Qiao frowned, grabbed his fingertips, and carefully wiped off the dust bit by bit.

An Yan just kept watching him busy, when Ji Qiao raised his head, he subconsciously rolled his eyes away like a thief.

I don't know why, but I feel a little embarrassed.

The boy's head was tilted out of the window, Ji Qiao raised his head, and reached out his hand to wipe something from the corner of his eyes, whether it was tears or sweat, and wiped his lips.

is sweet.