A villain in love dressed as school grass

"Okay, I'll go talk to the referee." Wu Yibei ran very fast.

When Pu Ziwen was standing on the runway, he saw Zhu Bo's eyes from afar.

Pu Ziwen smiled helplessly, raised his arm and waved to the distance, amplifying the smile on his face.

Zhu Bo saw it.

Pu Ziwen was afraid that the girls who were watching were not excited enough.

The screams of the girls were almost as loud as the marching music on the radio.

The damn charm.

"Next is the men's sprint in the second grade. Athletes, please prepare."

Pu Ziwen stood on the third runway, he was taller than the people around him by a large margin, his height was not suitable for sprinting.

The shorter the sprint, the easier it is to sprint fast.

"Get ready—bang!"

When the referee gave an order, the white smoke from the muzzle rose slowly, and the boys were like arrows leaving the string.

"I'll go, our class is so strong?!"

Wu Yibei was startled. On the field, Pu Ziwen Yiqi Juechen fell behind the crowd by a large distance from the start.

And without a doubt, Pu Ziwen won the first place.

"I'll go, this is a really strong player, I think this year's champion is stable in our class!"

Who is not afraid of this strength.

When Zhang Pengpeng came back, he was surprised to see Pu Ziwen, who had already won the first place.

Pu Ziwen, this is a new talent.

So the budding Pu Ziwen was surrounded by boys from the same class running.

"School grass, help me, run 3000 meters for me."

"Xueba, you can run for me too."

Ding Weisong even came to join in the fun, "Brother Wen, help me and Baobao."

Pu Ziwen was surrounded by a group of people, and he really couldn't say no to them for a while.

A slightly cold voice came through the crowd, Pu Ziwen looked over, it was Zhu Bo.

"Don't you all have feet?"

"Since you need someone else to replace you, why do you sign up?"

Zhu Bo said it very ruthlessly, "Puzi will never replace him after hearing about it."

The boys paused in their movements. Firstly, Zhu Bo seldom talked to them, and secondly, it was unprecedented for Zhu Bo to talk to Pu Ziwen.

Who doesn't know how discord these two people have on the face, they have more or less heard about the first year of high school.

How is the situation now? Zhu Bo is still so confident.

"Is what I said so hard to understand?"

Seeing that they were not moving, Zhu Bo grabbed Pu Ziwen by the bottom of his tracksuit with one hand, and pulled Pu Ziwen out of the crowd with little effort.

"My partner can only run with me, understand?"

The boys looked at me one after another, and I looked at you.

"clear."

The situation between the two of them is quite scary, so let's forget it, if they stab a hornet's nest, they can't afford it.

After the crowd dispersed, Zhu Bo looked at Pu Ziwen's feet.

Pu Ziwen also noticed Zhu Bo's gaze.

"It's really all right, you see, there's nothing wrong with it, no matter how much you run."

Pu Ziwen twisted his ankle, feeling a bit of coolness, and then proved the credibility of his words to Zhu Bo.

"Hopefully, if you don't become lame again, I have to call for you."

Zhu Bo nodded slightly, maybe.

Taking advantage of the long-distance running relay, Pu Ziwen went to the men's room of the nearest laboratory building by himself.

He just felt a little cold in his ankle just now, but it would be a bit tingling instead.

He didn't dare to look at his feet in front of Zhu Bo, so he could only find an excuse to go to the bathroom.

The bone in the ankle was a little red, and Pu Ziwen felt something was wrong.

"Give me a pair of trousers, the men's room in the laboratory building."

When Ding Weisong received the news, he replied immediately, pulled out the school pants from the pile of clothes, and walked towards the laboratory building.

Pu Ziwen was in the toilet cubicle and heard someone talking.

It was the boy from class nine who provoked Zhu Bo yesterday.

"I'm so pissed off, what's so exciting about that Zhu Bo, isn't he good-looking, and even provoked me about the exam, is he worthy?"

"He's definitely not worthy, Brother Yu, since he's willing to show off, why don't we give him a chance."

"How do you say it? Fine, teach him a lesson." The voice of the boy called Brother Yu gradually became harsher.

"Doesn't he think that if he runs fast, he will always get hurt if he runs fast. As for how he gets hurt, it's not up to us."

Pu Ziwen leaned sideways to the door, and couldn't help clenching his fists when he heard what they said next.

Pu Ziwen kicked the door open with a bang.

"Who?! Who eavesdropped on us!"

Pu Ziwen tilted his head and sneered, showing his smooth jaw, "Do I still need to eavesdrop, bro, are you afraid that others won't hear you when you say it so loudly?"

"Is it appropriate to be so dirty?"

Pu Ziwen's questioning hit the boy named Brother Yu in the face. Thanks to the large number of people, the boy became more energetic.

"Whether we are dirty or not is our own business, who are you, Pu Ziwen?"

"If I remember correctly, you and Zhu Bo are rivals in the first year of high school. What's the matter, consider joining us."

Pu Ziwen: "Oh, I'm not interested."

"Get out of the way if you're not interested, who are you?" The boy spat, "Get out of here."

The boy raised his leg to leave, but Pu Ziwen blocked his way.

"Why don't I flash? What do you want?"

"If you don't flash, we will deal with you first."

The boys got excited, there were so many people, and they directly swung their fists at Pu Ziwen.

"Fuck, seriously." Pu Ziwen flashed over, "You fucking forced me to write a review"

Pu Ziwen is not a vegetarian either, as long as someone punches him, there is no reason for him not to fight back.

Pu Ziwen charged forward and kicked the boy, hitting the boy's leg bone, causing the boy to scream in pain.

Seeing this, the boys who were onlookers rushed forward, and Puzi sniffed him two or three times and directly hit him on the toilet partition.

"Don't fucking challenge your brother Wen's bottom line, isn't it good to live?"

Seeing Puziwen's words, the boy named Yu felt that he had seized the opportunity to counterattack, so he raised his fist and was about to stand up and hit Puziwen's vitals.

Pu Ziwen also had quick eyesight and quick hands, kicked the boy's stomach one step ahead, completely beating the boy until he couldn't get up.

But this kick, Pu Ziwen felt something was wrong.

Something is wrong with my feet.

"The tricks used are as dirty as yours."

Pu Ziwen didn't have time to think too much.

The boy lay on the ground whining, barely raised his head to look at Pu Ziwen and asked harshly.

"Pu Ziwen, are you sick? Let's teach Zhu Bo that he has nothing to do with you."

"You hate Zhu Bo more than anyone else, what kind of meddling are you!"

"I don't know, I thought we were going to mess with you. I didn't see that you are so aggressive before."

The corner of the boy's mouth hit the ground and turned red, but it didn't affect his speech at all.

Pu Ziwen didn't want to pay attention to them, and stopped when he heard them talking.

"Yeah, I'm forced by personnel, but Zhu Bo is on my side, and it's not your turn to reach out, understand?"

"Let me see you guys messing around again, I really don't mind writing a tens of thousands of words of self-criticism."

The boys knew that what Pu Ziwen was talking about was Director Cao's report on fighting in school.

Generally, a lot of words will be written, depending on the seriousness of the plot.

"Go away." Pu Ziwen left this last sentence, and turned to leave the men's room.

Ding Weisong who rushed over happened to bump into Pu Ziwen at the door of the toilet. Seeing the tragic situation inside, Ding Weisong looked back at his Brother Wen and heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that Pu Ziwen was all right.

"Brother Wen, the school pants you want."

Pu Ziwen took it and went back to the toilet, scaring the boys so that they rolled and crawled away.

"That's it, how cowardly."

Pu Ziwen changed his school pants, Ding Weisong kept pestering him asking what happened just now

Pu Ziwen didn't like to be long-winded, so he told him the matter.

"They really should fight, I'm here so they don't dare to beep Bibi."

Ding Weisong also despised this kind of villain.

Pu Ziwen pulled the corners of his lips lightly and said, "Let's talk about it, don't tell Zhu Bo what you have or what you don't have when you get back later."

"why?"

"Tell you not to talk so much nonsense, Zhu Bo is so worried about me, don't you know?"

"He knows that I fight with others. What if it affects his state? He was sad and fell while running. Are you responsible?"

Ding Weisong: "..."

"I can't be responsible, okay, I won't say anything, Brother Wen, don't worry."

However, where did Brother Wen's inexplicable self-confidence come from?

He really didn't see when his tablemate was so worried about his brother Wen, and was so sentimental.

He Wenge's brain power is very good.

When Pu Ziwen returned to the [-]th class square team, there was only one event away from the men's long-distance running relay.

The timing was just right.

Zhu Bo saw that he had changed into the shorts he had just worn, but was wearing a pair of long school trousers.

"Why are you not afraid that it will affect your running?"

When changing clothes, Pu Ziwen also said that you can run faster in sportswear with shorts, but who wears long pants?

"It's okay. With my strength, I can beat my opponent three times in a suit of Iron Man. Just wait and win."

Zhu Bo really admired Pu Ziwen, the king of mouth.

"Let's go, Iron Man."

"The 4X4 long-distance race relay of the second-year men's group, please go to the inspection office for inspection."

The announcer repeated the two sides, and the boys from the participating classes crossed the playground track and gathered at the rostrum.

Ding Weisong, who finally appeared in the broadcast booth, couldn't sit still excitedly.

"Ding Weisong, do you want to dance?" He Shiyue looked very quiet, "But I am also looking forward to the performance of the boys in our class."

"No, now it seems that the most promising event to hit the grade competition is the 4X4 relay."

"We will cooperate well in a while and cheer up the boys in our class."

"No problem." He Shiyue nodded and smiled sweetly.

Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo walked side by side to the inspection office. When they were about 50 meters away, they found that the voice from the loudspeaker not far above their heads had been replaced by their own people.

"Youth is like a flying sail. The relay athletes of the sophomore men's group came to us. Look, that pair of vigorous and eagle-like figures! Who are they! Their names are Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo, and they are like the rising sun facing us. Here we come!"

He Shiyue felt that the manuscript was somewhat awkwardly written, and asked in a low voice, "Is this really good?"

"It's okay, if you're shy, I'll come and give it to me."

Ding Weisong snatched the notebook and looked at it twice: "This thing is too sour, I will do it myself."

"Ahem, boys from Class 22 and Class [-], listen to me!"

"Go for me! You are the best! Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo, you two are awesome, go for me!"

Pu Ziwen: "..."

Zhu Bo: "..."

Ding Weisong's yelling successfully aroused the anger of the people except Class [-].

"What the hell, who is broadcasting, get out of here."

"The release of water is too serious, I want to beat him!"

"It doesn't matter, our class is the best!"

The students around the arena once had a high momentum, they wanted to beat this shameless person to death.

Ding Weisong didn't care, "Pu Ziwen, Zhu Bo, you two are rushing for me! You two are the C positions who won the evening class meeting, aren't you from class [-]!"

"Yes!" The students of Class [-] waved the light sticks and ribbons in their hands, and shouted emotionally as they twisted into a rope.

Standing on the runway, Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo suddenly wanted to dig a hole.

Embarrassed and excited.

"Are you confident?" Pu Ziwen asked Zhu Bo.

"Of course, it wasn't for nothing." Zhu Bo returned him with a confident smile.

"Okay," Pu Ziwen's eyes sparkled, "I believe you, let's go."

Zhu Bo nodded.

Pu Ziwen and Zhu Bo stood on the third and second legs of the relay respectively.

The athletes stood in their respective positions and got ready until the referee fired a gun, and the boy with the first shot ran over with all his might.

"Come on! Come on! Ahhhh!"

After successfully handing over to the second bat, Zhu Bo used the skills he had mastered before to run and quickly distanced himself from his opponent.

The figure of the third stick, Pu Ziwen, gradually became clear.

Pu Ziwen started to run gradually, and Zhu Bo followed him. Zhu Bo felt that this was a bit like following.

"come here quickly."

Zhu Bo stretched out his hand, but the two of them didn't grasp the strength well, Pu Ziwen directly held Zhu Bo's hand.

With slightly moist palms, Zhu Bo was stunned for two seconds.

The author has something to say: I heard that the C position can pick people and make requests at will.

Xiao Pu: I rushed to the brothers first!

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Thanks for reading Duck, I bow to my heart.

521 still wishes the little angels super super super happy!