Beta was teased by me

When he reached the door of the office, Sheng Cifan flinched. He stood by the wall, lacking confidence: "Brother, you go, I'll wait for you outside."

Lu Xiuyang rubbed his head: "Okay, don't run around."

In the office, Lao Huang and Gou Feng asked the couple to sit down, and Lu Xiuyang poured water for them politely, showing no emotion, cold and indifferent.

Lao Huang coughed softly: "Fang Zi's father, Fang Zi's mother, we understand your feelings, the damage has already been done, I hope you will not come to school again."

The woman's tears became even more violent: "Our family Fang Zi is actually not bad, teacher, look at the child surnamed Sheng, he is doing well now, we will not lose a penny of medical expenses, I just want to beg him Give Fang Zi a way out."

Lu Xiuyang laughed out loud, with contempt in his eyes without any concealment: "Do you know that Sheng Cifan in the past is not what he is now! He is informal, arrogant, and does everything in his own way. Now he, and A bit of the publicity of the past”

He seldom uttered so many words in one breath, and the chatterbox was completely opened at this moment: "Since that incident, Sheng Cifan has been doing psychological counseling, and every night he would be woken up by nightmares! Just last week, he ate Hung slept on his father's sleeping pills for a whole day and night, he said he was really sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep!"

"Tell me now that he is fine." Lu Xiuyang curled up his hands hanging by his side tightly, his palms were red from being pinched, "The wounds on his body will heal soon, but what about the wounds on his mind?"

The woman finally couldn't take it anymore, covered her face and wailed loudly, sobbing.

In late November, Pinghe City, which is near the sea, has entered late autumn. The wind is very strong, with moist water vapor, a little damp, and very cold.

Sheng Cifan squatted by the wall, resting his chin on both hands, the woman's crying came from the office.

The sky is blue, the clouds are floating, and the sun is faint. It will probably be a good weather, and it doesn't matter if it is cold.

Lu Xiuyang walked out of the office and stretched out a hand towards Sheng Cifan. Against the light, his figure was cast on Sheng Cifan's body. Although he was still a young man, he seemed to be able to withstand all the hardships and tribulations.

Sheng Cifan put his hand on it and bared his teeth. He knew that there was someone who would always be with him. He just had to wait obediently. No matter how far away, he would find him to protect him.

That day, he dug out his classmates' records, no one could escape the non-mainstream time in the second year of middle school, including Lu Xiuyang.His handwriting is still neat and beautiful, even if he writes in Martian script, there is an undisguised cleanliness. He said:

Little Burning Egg, only for the body, but for the body...

The corridor is very quiet and long, and the teenager's fingers are tightly intertwined. They will go further together, invincible, and support each other.

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In the evening, Sheng Cifan went to the swimming pool. The arrogant and domineering mermans in the gymnasium did not come today because they were going to the youth training camp. Only a few struggling mermans were left flopping about in the water.

When Pei Shu came out after changing his clothes, he saw Sheng Cifan sitting on the bench, and his hand wiping his hair froze.

Sheng Cifan turned his head and patted the empty seat beside him: "Sit down for a while and talk to me."

Pei Shu sat down as promised, waiting for Sheng Cifan to speak.

"Pei Shu, it's too late to repent about the matter of the youth training camp." Sheng Cifan swung his legs and said in a casual tone, "Xiao Yong is straightforward, there is no need to get angry with him, blocking your own future, it is not worth it .”

Pei Shu didn't answer, but his eyes were a bit complicated.

"Pei Yuan is very good, he can't fulfill his dream, you have to work hard for him, just like...my brother and I." Sheng Cifan's long eyelashes fluttered twice like butterfly wings, "Pei Shu, Pei Yuan The so-called injustice was never because Sheng Yun was Sheng Fu's son, he did everything to protect Sheng Yun, he was just protecting his own belief."

"Being expelled from the swimming team, unable to participate in competitions anymore, and being reviled by others, you said he just guarded his faith?" Pei Shu sneered, "Sheng Cifan, you have learned to make up stories this time."

"Pei Yuan is my psychiatrist."

"..."

Meeting Pei Shu's incredible gaze, Sheng Cifan got up and handed him a business card: "You still have room to think about the youth training camp, don't miss the opportunity."

Pei Shu squeezed his business card tightly, and the memory engraved in time became uncertain and blurred: "I won't go, my opponent is in Jiahe."

Sheng Cifan who walked to the door stopped, and then waved his hands smartly: "As you wish, we will fight again someday!"

The sports meet is coming soon, with seven or eight swimming team major generals missing, there will be more people eager to try. Without a strong opponent, although it may not be possible to win the championship, at least it will not be too embarrassing to lose.

The third class can be regarded as a class with a relatively even distribution. Those who are good at reading and good at sports each account for one-third, and the rest are mid-range players.

In the evening, the sports committee came to Sheng Cifan with the registration form. The two discussed which items to get points for, and they took the computer and clicked randomly. Ideally, they could win the first place in the total score, but the reality is not ideal. There are a few gaps that cannot be perfectly filled.

The sports achievements of the two of them are obvious to all, but each of them can only participate in two individual events and two team events, which is already the maximum number of events.

The sports committee clicked on the pen cap with a headache: "Fortunately, you didn't go to the youth training, otherwise we really missed the championship this year."

Sheng Cifan moved the registration form in front of Lu Xiuyang: "Oh, sign up!"

The sports committee was about to reach out to intercept it, but it was too late.

The Tubang Xueshen of the third class has no record of participating in the school sports meeting in the past three years. Every year in the school sports meeting, he sits on the rostrum and reviews the manuscripts gracefully.

He covered his forehead, waiting for Sheng Cifan to be rejected.

Lu Xiuyang glanced at the application form hastily, it was basically filled, only a few questions were left empty: "Anything is fine, I will make up for it."

Sheng Cifan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you sure?"

Lu Xiuyang nodded.

Sheng Cifan slid his index finger across the registration project, stopped at the 5000-meter mark, turned to look at Lu Xiuyang, and asked for advice.

"Ah."

Sheng Cifan then slid down and stopped at 800 meters.

"Ah."

Sports Committee: "..."

The vacancies on the registration form were settled in twos and twos. After thanking Sheng Cifan, the sports committee happily went to the office to submit the form.

When school just started, Sheng Cifan desperately wanted to find Lu Xiuyang a game.But when the opportunity really came, he didn't do it.

Lu Xiuyang asked him: "Why didn't you apply for the same project as me?"

Sheng Cifan played with a pen, and said casually: "It is enough to have one champion for each event, there is no need to kill each other."

They are strong, they are powerful, because they are young, but being young does not mean that they have to fight for their lives, they can shine in their respective fields.

When meeting at the top, illuminating a dim peak.

The school sports meeting came as scheduled, and there was really nothing to worry about in the phalanx of the third class. The two gates stood in front of the phalanx, which was enough to make the groundhogs scream and attract a lot of attention.

Lao Huang stood in front of the rostrum, holding the camera and kept "clicking", and the queue passed the rostrum, and the energetic slogan sounded: "Three shifts, three shifts, three shifts, three shifts! Three shifts, three shifts, we three class."

Lao Huang's breathing stagnated several times, waiting for the next word, but the phalanx had already passed the rostrum, and he didn't hear the follow-up!

The leaders on the rostrum looked confused, and were taken aback by the perfunctory slogans. Canceling the phalanx bonus points was their biggest mistake!

The team uniform of the third class is a red sweater, a simple style, only a huge NO.1 is drawn on the back, arrogant and arrogant!

After walking the square, Lu Xiuyang immediately took a coat and put it on Sheng Cifan, and pulled the zipper to the top, covering half of Sheng Cifan's face: "It's cold today, don't freeze."

The students in the third class have long been familiar with the strangeness, and after seeing the gossip eyes from the surrounding classes, they stared back viciously.

Don't ask, what you're asking is socialist fellowship, brotherhood!

Puppy love is impossible, not in this life!

Ai Yingying pinned the number plate on Xie Fei, raised his arms and shouted: "Fatty, come on!"

With a cheer, the game officially kicked off.

Holding the shot put in his hand, Xie Fei swung his arm round and threw it with all his strength, directly hitting a distance that would be daunting to those who came after.

Lu Xiuyang didn't have a competition on the first day, so he took Lao Huang's camera and took a follow-up mission.

Wearing spikes, Yang Wu hopped around the track twice, preparing for the [-]-meter inspection. When he saw Lu Xiuyang, he adjusted his expression: "Mr. Lu, Mr. Lu, be handsome."

What Yang Wu couldn't see was that in the video, he was completely a passerby. In the middle of the screen was a smiling young man standing beside the track chatting with the sports committee.

The inspection began at the high jump, and Sheng Cifan waved to Yang Wu: "Squad leader, come on."

Yang Wu made an OK gesture, "If you don't take the first place, you will be destroyed!"

The camera followed Sheng Cifan towards the high jump, and Lu Xiuyang asked him, "Brother Sheng, how many championships do you think Class Three can win today?"

Sheng Cifan snapped his fingers while walking: "Xie Fei, the sports committee, and I, today, out of five events, we can win at least three championships."

Lu Xiuyang continued to ask him: "Then what about tomorrow?"

Sheng Cifan laughed heartily, and blocked the camera with one hand: "The events with Lu Xiuyang are all champions."

The wind was a bit strong, and the boy's voice died with the wind, but it was surprisingly firm.

Lao Huang was busy in the base camp, soaking in glucose and peeling fruits, while a group of little softies were seriously writing refueling manuscripts.

Sheng Cifan took off his coat and tried a round of jumping. He is in good condition today.

Pei Shu also participated in the high jump by coincidence. He stood to the left of Sheng Cifan: "Competing with Omega is a bit bullying, but I will not give in when it comes to class honors."

"You still talk trash?" Sheng Cifan hooked the corners of his mouth in disdain, "This step, you have to lose if you let it go, and you have to lose if you don't let it!"

Pei Shu: "..."

"Brother Sheng, you are light, you are electricity, you are the only myth! The goddess of the playground bows down for you..."

Sheng Cifan ran up to the high jump pole and suddenly braked. His eyes on the rostrum were indescribable. He plucked his ears: "Referee, I have reason to suspect that the above manuscript was written by an undercover agent in our class!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and the referee laughed and scolded him: "Hurry up, or you will be sentenced to forfeit!"

Sheng Cifan returned to the run-up, sprinted and leaped over the pole, his movements were neat and unrestrained, without any muddy water, causing fans to scream.

He grabbed a handful of hair backwards, pretending to be so fucking comfortable!

At the end of the first day of the competition, the third class successfully won three gold medals, one silver medal, and one bronze medal, temporarily ranking first in total points.

The author has something to say: all the manuscripts have been sent out, and then I am going to let myself go, I am very depressed...