don't force me

Most people hate Mondays, but Du Xuan likes them very much because he doesn't have extracurricular classes on Mondays.He asked the music teacher for the key, and used the music classroom to practice piano every Monday after school. Compared with various remedial classes and going home to face an empty house or parents, Du Xuan would rather stay at school.At least no one in the school would chase after him and urge: Du Xuan to do homework, Du Xuan to memorize chess records, Du Xuan to read English...

Du Xuan picked a very difficult piece, and Zhou Man asked him to pass the piano level nine test before March next year. He has been practicing this piece since the beginning of the year. Today, it may be because he is in a good mood, he plays it very well. By the way, this is the sixth time he plays it, and it is also the one he is most satisfied with.

Du Xuan took a deep breath. The last bar of the piece was a bit difficult. He pressed the keys hard, and the sound of the piano continued. He slowly exhaled and relaxed.

Behind him, there was a very slight panting sound, as if someone followed him and let out a long breath.

Du Xuan turned his head and saw Lin Tingan standing at the door dragging his schoolbag. The sweat stains on his dirty school uniform jacket were still wet, and the thin material stuck to his body, outlining the shape of his shoulders and neck.

Du Xuan raised his eyebrows and cast him a questioning look.

Lin Tingan was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that he would stand here and listen to the whole audience, and then he would be caught showing up: "That... I'm passing by."

Du Xuan said amusedly, "Oh."

Lin Tingan sighed angrily: "It's okay, I'll go first."

Du Xuan waved his hand: "Goodbye." Then he turned around and lightly pressed the keys, and a string of smooth music slid out.

Lin Tingan backed out slowly. In the corridor, the sound of the piano echoed, surrounding him in all directions, dragging him, dragging him, making him walk slower and slower.

Lin Tingan doesn't understand music, but he thinks the piece played by Du Xuan is very sad.

When Lin Tingan walked to the school gate, he turned his head and glanced at the complex building. The lights in the piano room were lit up, and on the bulletin board at the school gate, a photo of Du Xuan participating in the district cultural performance was still posted on it.Lin Tingan clicked his tongue, after all, he is a representative of outstanding students, a running dog of the Moral Education Department, the darling of the teachers in the whole school, and he is different from himself.

Why don't you study better, look better, play the piano, play chess and calligraphy, what's so great about it?I can still run.

Thinking of this, Lin Tingan became happy again.It's almost October, and the biggest event of the whole school is the autumn sports meeting. It's time to flaunt your gorgeous feathers again, and Lin Peacock is determined to make a good appearance in front of the whole school.

He applied for three individual events and one team event in one go, 100 meters, 200 meters, long jump and 4X100 meters relay. If there were no event restrictions, he would also like to apply for 400 meters.

"Why don't you apply for the long jump and apply for the high jump." Han Mo, the sports committee member, advised him.

"It's fine," Lin Tingan thought for a while, "I can do the high jump, but I'm not sure about the long jump."

"Oh," Han Mo flipped through the registration form in his hand, "It doesn't matter, there is Zhou Chen in the long jump, he can do it."

Lin Tingan: "Then I will report for the long jump."

Han Mo...

"No," Han Mo hoped to impress Lin Ting'an with his sense of collective honor, "you can't compete with Zhou Chen at this time, you must focus on the overall situation now."

Lin Tingan snorted: "Is Zhou Chen sure to win the long jump? How about we compete first and win."

Han Mo: "Zhou Chen's long jump may not be better than you, but Zhou Chen's high jump is definitely not as good as yours. You see Zhou Chen stumbles on the stairs. Isn't the high jump used as a stepping stone for others? Lin Tingan, at this time you If you want to show some demeanor, it's up to you at the critical moment."

Lin Tingan thought for a while, and felt that Han Mo was a man of knowledge. Since Bo Le had favored him, he still had to give him this face: "Okay then, I'll apply for the high jump."

Han Mo happily ran to Zheng Ziyan with the registration form, and gave Zheng Ziyan a bag of potato chips and a bottle of Coke: "Squad leader, your idea is really good."

Zheng Ziyan pushed his glasses and said reservedly, "It's all for class honor."

During recess in the afternoon, Zheng Ziyan tore open the bag of potato chips and handed them over: "Do you want to eat?"

Lin Tingan said with disgust: "Cucumber smell..."

"What the hell!" Zheng Ziyan withdrew his hand, "Don't eat and let it fall."

"Give me a piece." Yang Lemeng came in from the back door, stood behind Zheng Ziyan and grabbed a handful of potato chips, "Next Friday, Lin Tingan, do you want to practice at the sports meeting?"

"No need." Zheng Ziyan said triumphantly, "These projects don't put any pressure on me."

Yang Lemeng: "You'd better practice. Let's be in the third group, which is the second group of boys in junior high school. I inquired about it. There are a few good ones in the third year of junior high school."

Zheng Ziyan's mouth was full, and he asked vaguely, "Who is it?"

Yang Lemeng: "Last year, the first class won all the sprint champions, No.4 in the 100X2 relay, the first in the relay and graduated this year."

"All the sprints?" Lin Tingan blinked in surprise: "Isn't class one an experimental class? Can they do it all?"

"What's wrong with the experimental class? It's not incompatible to be good at study and sports." Zheng Ziyan twitched his lips, "Yang Lemeng, you remind me of the dark past again."

"what?"

"During the elementary school sports meeting, a certain person who is now in the experimental class of the third year of junior high school stuck to the podium like a piece of chewing gum."

"Hmph." Lin Tingan frowned, thinking of the straight and lonely back sitting in front of the piano.

"Who is it?" Yang Lemeng chased and asked, "So awesome, isn't our chance of winning small?"

"That's not true." Zheng Ziyan said after considering, "As far as I know, Du Xuan is outstanding in the 100 meters, and very average in the 200 meters. It’s not particularly good, but the overall strength is still good. It’s probably useless for us to grab the first place in the 100-meter and 4X100 relay, but it should be okay to grab the 200-meter relay.”

Lin Tingan straightened his back involuntarily: "Zheng Ziyan, go run with me after school."

The sports meeting was scheduled for Friday, and Han Mo was worried from the very beginning. He chased Lin Tingan with the checklist and asked, "Can you do it? The distance between 100 meters and 200 meters is too close."

Lin Tingan took off his coat and trousers, revealing his flamboyant fluorescent yellow sports vest and shorts, put on a pair of snow-white running shoes, hopped on the spot and said, "Don't worry, there must be a ranking."

Han Mo was a little anxious. While pinning the number bib on Lin Tingan's vest, he said, "It doesn't matter if you can't win. Don't hurt yourself. Don't forget that there will be a 4X100 relay at the end."

Lin Tingan pointed at Han Mo: "You crow's mouth, I will find you if I lose."

The inspection office is located in a corner of the playground. Three desks are put together to form the inspection desk. This place is full of people, and everyone pushes and shoves towards the inspection teacher.Junior high school group A was the first group to start running. Lin Tingan was a little anxious looking at the crowd in front of him, and pushed the person in front hard: "Students, please make way, I am in the first group."

People didn't even look back.

Lin Tingan was a little irritable, so he raised his voice and said again: "Student..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt someone grab his arm: "Follow me."

Lin Tingan subconsciously pushed forward along the force, he raised his eyes and saw a profile with a straight nose.

"Du Xuan?"

"En." Du Xuan nodded, "I'm inspecting the high school's shot put in front, and I can't squeeze it in without a little effort." After finishing speaking, he crossed his elbow and put it on the back of a tall boy in front: "Please let me one time."

He said it very politely, but his hands didn't hold back at all. The tall boy was unprepared and pushed half a step by him.In this half-step gap, Du Xuan stretched his foot in, and with a strong right hand, he directly dragged Lin Tingan into the gap between the crowd.

Lin Tingan ran from Du Xuan's side to in front of him.

"I... go!" Lin Tingan muttered, "My arm is about to break."

"You can run without breaking your leg." Du Xuan said with a smile, "Get ready, I can push it."

"Push what... push... I...fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck." Lin Tingan wailed, "Take it easy."

"Speak louder and let the ones in front give way." Du Xuan said while pushing Lin Tingan desperately, "Just imagine that you are a bulldozer."

"Fuck!" Lin Tingan yelled.

Pushing all the way like this, Lin Tingan's nose rubbed against the backs of countless people until his nose was almost swollen and finally reached the inspection desk.

"Fuck!" He couldn't help shouting again.

"Which class are you in?" The inspection teacher was already so busy that smoke was blowing from his head. Hearing this, he raised his head angrily and glanced at the number cloth on Du Xuan's chest, "Second and fifth?"

"Don't, don't, don't." Lin Tingan quickly covered his chest with his hands to cover the bib number, "Teacher, I was wrong, I didn't mean it, I'll just say it."

Du Xuan poked his head out from behind Lin Tingan: "Teacher, we are all in the male group B of junior high school, and we should run away soon."

"Oh, Du Xuan." The inspection teacher breathed a sigh of relief, flipped through the order book in his hand, "Hurry up, you are the first group, I wish you success."

Lin Tingan angrily turned his head and stared at Du Xuan, Du Xuan spread his hands and said, "Let's go, or it's too late."

Lin Tingan was dragged into the crowd by Du Xuan, and then dragged out of the crowd. He didn't think of what to say until he stood on the starting line: "I will win you."

Du Xuan shrugged: "I thought you wanted to thank me."

"Thank you fart!"

Du Xuan squatted down to test the starting pedal: "I can't let the fart out for a while, thank you when I do."

"you!"

Du Xuan raised her head and looked at Lin Tingan: "I'm going to run away."

Lin Tingan looked down at Du Xuan. Du Xuan was wearing a tight-fitting sprinter suit. The polyester fabric wrapped him tightly above the knees, but the tight lines were clearly defined.Lin Tingan snorted, these days, people with low levels rely on equipment to bluff people, even if you, Du Xuan, ran first last year, you may not be better than me today.

Du Xuan did well in the preliminaries, but he was only 0.2 seconds faster than Lin Tingan. Lin Tingan thought that even if Du Xuan didn't use all his strength in the preliminaries, he still had some reservations. Maybe he could really win if he fought hard.But the moment the starting gun fired, Lin Ting'an deeply understood why Zheng Ziyan didn't like Du Xuan.

He is just so annoying!

Out of the corner of Lin Tingan's eyes, he held Du Xuan firmly. At first he could see the bridge of Du Xuan's nose, but in the blink of an eye, he could only see the back of Du Xuan's head. After 60 meters, Lin Tingan knew that he was completely out of luck. The only thing he could do was to watch Du Xuan hit the line.

I fuck fuck fuck fuck!

In the last few meters, Lin Tingan rushed with all his strength, ran out his personal best and took the second place.