School grass he is too good

When Cheng Tiao returned to the playground, he was catching up with the radio gymnastics competition of the first-year juniors. It was the third class's turn. The radio gymnastics was a class-by-class performance. people watching.

"Cheng Tiao, this way." Lu Manyao stood in the division area of ​​Class Five and waved to him.

Cheng Tiao trotted over, and when he lowered his head, he found several men in black robes who looked sullen sitting on the ground.

He stared at the person seriously for a while, and then lightly touched the little lady's back with the tip of his shoe, "What's the matter, what did the principal say later?"

The little empress patted his shoe angrily, and then scolded angrily: "I'm so annoying, why is that old man like this!"

"What kind?" Cheng Tiao asked with a smile.

Lu Manyao took out a bottle of mineral water from the drawer and threw it to him, "The principal said that starting from next year, junior high school students are prohibited from participating in the sports meeting. Let's work hard for this competition and cherish the last sports meeting of your high school career."

Cheng Tiao took the mineral water backhanded, and was a little depressed when he heard the words, "Damn it, why is this old man like this?"

"Actually, it should be like this. The third year of the experimental high school next door has never had a sports meeting." Bai Jing argued in a low voice.

Cheng Tiao unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and looked up to take a sip of water, then took a glance at the competition schedule, "After the radio gymnastics competition in the first year of senior high school, it will be a fun competition. Bar?"

Lu Manyao pointed to the group on the ground, "Aren't they all here?"

In order to prevent the main personnel of the sports meeting from being injured, most of the participants in this interesting competition did not register for the event or only registered for one event.

The interesting sports this time are mainly kangaroo jumps, volleyball pads, two-person three-legged, collective rope skipping and relay shooting.

"Except for the relay shooting, which requires three male students, the other items are all handed over to us." Zhou Qin smiled and pointed to those students who were sitting on the ground playing with their mobile phones.

Cheng Tiao took a serious look at their heads, and found that except for the little empress and him, the others were all female classmates.

The atmosphere seemed exceptionally harmonious, even though the little empress was sitting next to other girls, there was a sense of sisterly affection.

……

"Next is an interesting two-person three-legged relay race. Please come to the basketball court for roll call." Changqing's voice spread throughout the playground through the speakers.

Several female students helped each other stick their numbers on each other's backs, and the third group teacher trotted over with a bag and said softly: "You can take the rope to test the tightness in advance, remember to shout slogans, don't be too hasty, too fast and easy to fall gone."

After those students nodded, they trotted to the basketball court to watch the senior three game, looking for any tips.

"There is also Cheng Jump. I just checked it. Your high jump tomorrow is about the same time as the 110 hurdle. When the time comes, you can go to the high jump and talk to the referee, and let him arrange for you to be the last jump."

"Yimeng, your hurdle and 400 meters are only four and 10 minutes behind. Be careful when you hurdle, and you would rather not fall at the bottom of the ranking, you know?" Teacher Tuan gave them serious instructions again, and strode towards the basketball court after speaking.

The little lady was still a little unhappy when she heard this, "Why did you tell me not to fall, I can't keep it..."

Before he could say anything, Bai Jing covered him. Bai Jing said softly, "Yimeng, are you thirsty? Would you like some water?"

Little Empress: "No, no, no, no, no, no!"

"What did he say?" Lu Manyao squatted on the ground and looked at him curiously.

Cheng Tiao let out a muffled laugh, and guessed casually: "Maybe, let go, let me go."

Lu Manyao twitched the corner of her mouth, "Why do I think it should be, damn it, you didn't wash your hands. I remember Jingjing picked up two firecrackers to play with."

The little empress nodded vigorously, trying to remove the hand covering her face.

It was only then that Bai Jing remembered that she had the smell of fire and medicine in her hand. She pulled her hand away in embarrassment, and then smiled at the little empress apologetically.

"I hate it, I almost suffocated you to death." The little empress glared at her with some complaints, then patted the dust on her buttocks, took off her robe and put it on the table, "I'm going to wash my face, help me look at my clothes .”

Looking at his back, Bai Jing looked at her palm with some embarrassment.

Cheng Tiao wiped the mouth of the bottle that his mouth had touched with a piece of paper, then raised his head and smiled at her, "Do you want to wash your hands?"

Bai Jing blushed and nodded, put her hands under his bottle, Cheng Tiao took a small step back to prevent the water from accidentally splashing on their shoes, and then slowly poured water onto her hands It's up.

Lu Manyao squatted on the steps above and silently sucked a lollipop. She still found it a bit unbelievable. It stands to reason that Cheng Tiao's dual business is still very seductive when online, but why is it always so attractive when she is with girls? With a whole body of righteousness?

"The competition is about to start. Sophomores are invited to roll their names on the basketball court. Sophomores, please say..."

Before the start of the game, except for a few people who didn't want to watch the game and stayed behind, most of the people ran to the basketball court.

Wei Lan and Lin Gun also participated in this competition, and Lone Wolf from the next class was tied together with a short male student.

"Did you see that person next to Zhou Qian? His name is Lynch. He used to be in our class. Although his legs look short, he is one of the fastest hurdlers." Lu Manyao pointed at Zhou Qianshen while holding a lollipop. said the short man next to him.

Cheng Tiao nodded thoughtfully. He remembered that that person seemed to be in the same group as Zhou Yimeng. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have met in the final.

Just when he was about to ask Zhou Qian if he was running fast, someone suddenly patted the back of his head lightly, which made him tremble on the spot.He didn't even need to turn his head, he simply stepped on the other's shoe with a step on his hind legs, "Your uncle, you dare to provoke me while wearing white shoes."

"Damn it, you can guess it." Lin Jian complained in disbelief.

When he came over, he deliberately took his steps lightly, wanting to take the opportunity to avenge the previous brain-destroying revenge.

Lu Manyao bit the lollipop, and glanced at him speechlessly, "Nonsense, besides you, is there another person in this school who dares to mess with him casually?"

Lin Jian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled and hung on Cheng Tiao's body, "No way, why did Brother Tiao show his arrogance like this."

"Get ready, bang—"

Even though he was well prepared, when the starting gun hit the starting smoke screen, Cheng Tiao trembled in fright, and even Lin Jian who was carrying him jumped up.

So under normal circumstances, Cheng Tiao would not choose to sign up for the sprint competition. After Mu Cang was taken aback, he started half a beat slower than others, which was a disadvantage.

"Come on, come on, come on!!!" Everyone outside the arena shouted to come on, but the two-person three-legged thing is really not so easy to cheer on, the main thing is to rely on tacit understanding.

The first group in Class [-] is the two sisters who play together every day. They put their hands on each other's waists and whispered one, two, one.

While not the fastest of the group, neither man stalled.

In contrast, the two boys in class two seemed a bit lacking in understanding. After one of them fell down, he brought the other down.

When the second group walked back, Wei Lan and Lin Gun were obviously much faster than the others.And Zhou Qian looked at the group of students in the class who hadn't reached the relay point. He rubbed the sole of his shoe against a stone anxiously, staring at them.

"Brother Qian, although I know that Sister Yao is watching, please calm down." Lynch said weakly.

Zhou Qian snorted coldly, "Don't worry, I have a measure, we won't lose."

When the group in his own class arrived at the relay point, Zhou Qian grabbed Lynch's waist in an instant, and almost ran towards the finish line. up.

"Fuck me, there is such a playground." Lin Gun glanced behind him in disbelief.

Wei Lan reached out and patted his head, "Look at the road."

With a ferocious expression on his face, Zhou Qian rushed towards the finish line with his partner in his arms, shouting as he ran, "Get out of the way!"

Everyone: "..."

He was almost forcibly dragged towards the finish line by Zhou Qian. Although he won the race, Lynch seemed to have collapsed. He covered his face with his hands and cursed angrily, "You have a fucking sense of proportion!"

It's so embarrassing to let this guy drag his arms around the waist to the finish line!

After class 4 and class 1 also came to the finish line, Cheng Tiao saw that the students in his own class had finally returned. Although they only got No.[-], at least they looked more serious than No.[-].

In the subsequent basketball relay match, Cheng Tiao also played and was ranked second to last. He waited for a long time before the students in front of him threw the ball into the basket.

After the ball was passed to him, he quickly brought the ball to the front basket and threw the ball in, and then dribbled the ball to another basket...

Although Lu Manyao missed a few shots in the end and wasted some time, but because of Cheng Tiao's great speed, he still dragged Class 6's ranking from No.[-] to third.

……

The fun competitions that followed basically had nothing to do with Cheng Tiao. He and Lin Jian sat in the auditorium and looked lazily at the group of students jumping forward with sacks on the track.

Lin Jian looked at the group of hard-working students below and complained: "This event is not suitable for you to participate in. Other people's sacks are up to the waist, and yours can only reach the legs."

Cheng Tiao leaned on the armrest, put his legs on his thigh lazily, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Don't compliment my long legs so obliquely, I'd be happy to hear what you said if you were more obvious."

Because of his knee injury, it hurts more when his legs are bent than when they are straight, so he can only put his legs on Lin Jian first.

Lin Jian silently stretched out his hand from his ankle to touch up the trouser leg one by one. After touching for a certain distance, he found that he still had to lean forward with difficulty to touch his thigh, and he might even have to stand up. When he got up, he exclaimed in amazement, "Long-legged you."

"You're playing with fire." Cheng Tiao said expressionlessly, then slowly retracted his legs, pondered for a while, and put one leg on his chair with aggrievement.

Lin Jian froze for a moment, looked at his loose trousers in disbelief and whispered, "Damn, are you so hot in broad daylight?"

"Master, I'm in puberty." Cheng Tiao gritted his teeth.

The author has something to say: Jianjian: After looking at Xiuer's entry form for the competition, I feel that victory is within sight.

Jumping: Otherwise, why do you think I'm asking you to compare?

Thanks to Youzhi, Yan Chenchen, Jingtinghuakai, "", Limingyouxingchen, Hehehe III, 3104 for their nutrient solutions, okay! ! ! ?'?'?