My old enemy from my previous life shared a bedroom with me

Several boys in Class 9 immediately laughed wildly: "Fuck, Brother Ruan, you are so good at idioms, why did you score so low in Chinese?"

The girls in the other classes next to them also covered their mouths and snickered: "Why didn't I find that the sports committee of class 9 was so fun before, and the level of trash talking is top-notch. It seems that the people in class 6 are choking!"

Lin Hua's nose was crooked in anger, and as soon as she straightened her body, she wanted to bump into Ruan Qingmu's side, but before she could move, she was grabbed by the passing referee teacher.

"Who? Who dares to find trouble for me?" The physical education teacher Na Ke was stronger than the two of them, and pointed at the two of them, "There is a kind of real swordsmanship on the field, and a real skill off the field!"

Lin Hua gritted her teeth resentfully, and gave Ruan Qingmu a middle finger at a place where the teacher couldn't see: "Just wait and kneel, cripple!"

Ruan Qingmu waved her hands lazily, and said very kindly, "Wait for you, grandson."

……

In the school radio station, the junior senior sister looked at the manuscripts in her hand, and turned to ask the Youth League teacher: "Then decide this promotional draft? No. 1 Fu Songhua in the men's standing long jump in the second group of senior high school, the first champion decided in the morning oh?"

The teacher of the Youth League Committee is a young boy who has just graduated from the normal school for two years. He smiled and nodded: "Okay, that's it."

Just as he was talking, his eyes fell on a manuscript on the table.

A girl from a class just sent it in a hurry, and even printed it out, which looks neat and refreshing.

He glanced at it casually, and suddenly grabbed it.

After reading a few lines in a hurry, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he turned to shout at the girl who announced: "Wait, change this one!"

The girl stretched out her hand to take the manuscript he handed over, and was slightly taken aback: "Teacher, don't you want to report on the champion? This is just No.3."

The male teacher of the league committee shook his head again and again: "I'm too tired of listening to the champion's report. Fu Songhua still has more opportunities. This article has a good angle. I think it's more interesting than the report No.1, and it's worth publicizing!"

Although the manuscript is not long, it is written smoothly and passionately. It is clearly a very high-level publicity manuscript.

……

From the loudspeaker in the air, came the sweet voice of the broadcasting senior: "Hello, everyone, now choose to read a class contribution: "Get Out of the Cage, Bloom Yourself--Remembering Fang Li, a classmate from Class 9, Grade [-], who competed for the first time"..."

At the side of the bunker, Fu Songhua raised his head in a daze, and suddenly punched Fang Li on the shoulder happily: "Listen quickly, the manuscript of your class is dedicated to praise you!"

On the sprint track, all the sophomore boys held their breaths and bent down, the starting gun fired, green smoke rose, and eight vigorous figures ran out!

On the side of the runway, there was a deafening sound of cheering;

Not far away, Tang Tiantian, who had just delivered the manuscript, rushed back desperately, while Niu Xiaoqing, who finished the women's shot put competition, was running from the other side to this side.

At the end of the track, behind the crowd, a tall young man stood silently, looking at Ruan Qingmu on the starting line from a distance, with deep eyes and clenched fists.

……

100 meters, it only takes more than a dozen seconds, and the boys stretched their legs and rushed towards the red line in front of them one after another.

On the most central track, Ruan Qingmu's thin and vigorous figure, like a bolt of lightning and a sharp arrow off the string, and Lin Hua, who was two tracks away, went hand in hand, both touching the line!

Qingyang's red thread was stuck to the front of Ruan Qingmu's pure black vest, and she was carried away for more than ten meters before slowly falling down.

On the other side, Lin Hua was also driven forward by inertia, and it took a long time before she stopped, panting fiercely, and turned her head to look fiercely at Ruan Qingmu.

The students guarding the side of the runway shouted one after another, yelling fiercely to cheer up, but when the last second passed, there was a short silence suddenly.

"Who the hell... who came first?"

"Damn it, the one who has been clinging to Lin Hua all the time, is that Ruan Qingmu?"

"Why am I in a trance, think Lin Hua is slower? Is it my eyesight?"

Several girls, including Tang Tiantian and Niu Xiaoqing, rushed over and held hands firmly together: "Is it the number one in our sports committee? Why do I feel like I'm dreaming?"

Several referee teachers got together nervously and showed the stopwatch in their hands to the chief referee, and the auxiliary student referees followed, reporting the results they had recorded one by one.

Ruan Qingmu stopped on her track, bent slightly, supported her knees, but looked behind the crowd.

He had just finished running 100 meters fiercely, and he was still panting slightly, his delicate Adam's apple was wriggling slightly, and when the sun shone, his porcelain-white face seemed to be shrouded in a slight gold.

Without looking at the referee at all, he raised his head and accurately found a person in the crowd.

Then, he stretched out his hand, flicked it with his slender fingertips, and lifted the red ribbon on his chest, with a haughty smile on his lips.

He stretched out his index finger to Qin Yuan and waved it leisurely.Simultaneously made a mouth shape.

"1500 meters, be there or be square."

……

“No.1，2910号阮轻暮，成绩12秒24！No.2，2616林桦，成绩12秒45！No.3……”

The students surrounding the referee all exploded, and the cheerleaders from Class 6 shouted even more wildly: "Did the teacher make a mistake? Our Lin Hua is a sports student!"

"There is something wrong with the second countdown. Press it a little slower, and it will be a few tenths of a second away!"

Lin Hua pushed the crowd aside abruptly, her face flushed, "Teacher, this grade is wrong, he did it when I crossed the line!"

The chief referee was not happy, and raised the score registration form: "A teacher plus a student referee, the two scores are added together and the average is taken. What are you dissatisfied with?"

Lin Hua stiffened her neck: "Teacher, I can see clearly out of the corner of my eye, and he is right behind me. I don't accept this result, or I will compete with him again alone!"

"Bah, show some face!" Niu Xiaoqing pushed aside the crowd in Class 6, and rushed up with her hips on her hips, "If you can't afford to lose, just say it! If you lose, why are you playing!"

Lin Hua's forehead was throbbing with veins: "I don't talk to Sanba, get out!"

"You're only [-], and you're still a bitch!" Niu Xiaoqing didn't hesitate at all, and stood up bravely, "Do you want to compete again? It would be nice if the entire sports meeting, referees and classmates circled around you, how could you Why don't you ask your mother to give birth to you again, so that you don't come out and show yourself?"

"Hahahaha!" A group of students next to them roared with laughter.

Lin Hua had a bad temper at first, and immediately exploded. She stretched out her hand like a fan and wanted to push Niu Xiaoqing: "Stinky, you scolded my mother!"

Just as the huge fist was raised, a white wrist stretched out, grabbed his elbow, and dragged him back.

Ruan Qingmu's face was expressionless, with a reddish face after running, compared to the usual porcelain white, it looked more like a peach blossom, but her eyebrows and eyes were still sharp and open.

But he pushed Lin Hua's fist down little by little: "Try to touch the girls in our class?"

The chief referee teacher was anxious, and sternly said: "Stop it! If you make trouble again, all results will be cancelled!"

Ruan Qingmu slowly sent Lin Hua's wrist away, and smiled casually at the referee: "Teacher, it's okay to compete again."

He turned his head and looked at Lin Hua with interest: "Let's talk about it first. This time, whoever loses will kneel on the ground and call Dad. Dare you?"

Lin Hua yelled angrily, "Come, come now, the one who doesn't come is the grandson!"

The referee teacher got angry on the sidelines and yelled: "What nonsense, you two are still in good spirits, aren't you?"

"Teacher, there is no need to compare again." An abrupt voice sounded from behind the crowd, calm and peaceful.

Qin Yuan, the senior leader of Class 1, separated from the crowd, his figure was tall and straight, and his snow-white sneakers stood out on the dark asphalt track, which was particularly eye-catching.

He raised his hand lightly, and shook the mobile phone in his hand: "I just happened to snap a photo, teacher, you can pay attention to my position."

The referee teacher took it suspiciously, looked at the screen, remained silent for a few seconds, and smiled.

"Okay, no doubts." He stretched out his mobile phone in front of Lin Hua and Ruan Qingmu, and then turned on the lights to the students around him, "The composition of Qin Yuan's photo is very clear, he is standing at the finish line The center of the side, there is no angular deviation."

The sun was shining from one corner, and it was a bit underexposed, and half of the photo was covered with beating light spots.The runner's young black hair was raised, and his chest just touched that gorgeous touch of red.

Lin Hua next to him is closer to the camera. On the second track, in the camera, he can clearly see that he is grinning with a ferocious expression, but his chest is still a few centimeters away from the red line.

Qin Yuan gave Lin Hua a cold look: "Kneel down and you'll be spared. You can call me Dad or Grandpa, you can choose one."

Lin Hua was furious, but she opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

Qin Yuan has excellent grades, won the competition award, and is a member of the student union. Although he is always polite to others, under his power, he suddenly looks at him with a cold expression and sharp eyes, which makes people dare not to contradict him. .

"Oh my god, it's so clear, perfect evidence!"

"The Sports Committee of Class 9 is awesome..."

"555555, the boss with a sense of justice is so righteous, so handsome!"

There were also people who were stunned and shocked: "But Ruan Qingmu, how did he do it? Didn't he just lame for a month?"

Everyone in Class 6 closed their mouths in silence, and Lin Hua's face turned red as if bleeding. She glared at Ruan Qingmu, then at Qin Yuan viciously, shook her hand, and strode away.

"Ahhhhhhhh! First, our sports committee is really number one!" On the sidelines of the arena, there were very few people in class 9, and only a few girls screamed.

Suddenly, Niu Xiaoqing slapped her head, excitedly took out the stack of newsletters, found one from the inside, and rushed out.

A few close girls shouted behind her: "Hey, Xiaoqing, where are you going?"

Niu Xiaoqing groaned and ran wildly like a big rabbit: "Continue to submit!"

In the distance, many boys from class 9 came here one after another.

While running wildly, Bai Jing shouted from a distance, incoherently excited: "Fuck me! First, 100 meters! The king, Brother Ruan! Damn it, why didn't I make a bet!"

Ruan Qingmu flashed lightly, avoiding his embracing arms in disgust, and turned to look at Qin Yuan.

"Hey, thank you." He said softly, with a faint smile in his peach eyes.

"Provide evidence of real grades."

Ruan Qingmu leaned over and admired the photo again: "I thank you for taking such a heroic picture of me. By the way, can you pass it on to me?"

Qin Yuan looked at him, lowered his head, and tapped his phone a few times: "Wait, help you get rid of the trash."

Bai Jing stretched out his head to have a look, and was delighted for a moment.

It was so cruel, the whole half was cut off, not a single hair of Lin Hua was left.On the screen, Brother Ruan was alone, dancing in the sun as if wearing a red ribbon.

"Boss, big brother, please send me a picture of the original picture, I'll wear it to the school forum, and slap me in the face!" He scowled.

Qin Yuan nodded, and passed the original picture to him again. Within a few seconds, there was this freshly released photo under the hot post of the school sports meeting, accompanied by a triumphant commentary: "Photographer: A group of big guys Classmate Qin Yuan!"

In the distance, Fu Songhua and Fang Li walked side by side and ran closer.

Before the big broadcast finally reported the results, Fang Li's face was a little red, and he asked in a low voice hurriedly: "Sports Committee, you, how are you doing?"

Bai Jing next to him shouted impatiently: "Our Brother Ruan is number one! Hahahaha, Lin Hua lost him by 0.2 seconds!"

Fu Songhua staggered and almost sprained his feet in shock.Looking up at Qin Yuan's expression, he suddenly yelled "Damn it": "Really?!"

Qin Yuan stood there, standing side by side with Ruan Qingmu: "Yes."

Ruan Qingmu reached out and pulled Fang Li who was beside Fu Songhua over, smiled slightly, and gave him a thumbs up: "Amazing."

Fang Li's face turned red, and he smiled awkwardly, with a faint gleam in his eyes: "Well...you are the best."

Fu Songhua hesitated, and was about to say a few sour words of congratulations when the second class contribution of today came from the radio station.

"Dear students, we have just received the latest results of the men's 100-meter final in the second group of senior high school. Congratulations to Ruan Qingmu, a student from class 9 of senior high school, who won the first place! Now, please enjoy the latest feed of their class——

""Huo Ruyi shoots the nine sunsets, is as graceful as the emperors and dragons soaring--Records of the new star in the field, the new king of track and field, and classmate Ruan Qingmu"."

Fu Songhua rubbed his chest and made a motion of vomiting.

Ahhh shameless, those who describe ancient women dancing swords are used to flatter them!

Bai Jing stared at him dissatisfied, and leaned over coolly from the side: "Pregnant? Remember to tell me if you have a happy event. Let's think about a countermeasure for you. Whether to hit or stay, vomiting is not the answer."

Fang Li "pushed", lowered his head and laughed out loud, his usual timid expression was gone, and there was a rare bright smile on his delicate face.

Fu Songhua was about to pounce on Bai Jing, when he saw Fang Li's smiling face, he suddenly became a little dazed and stopped.

Forget it, it can make Xiao Fang laugh heartily, stop hiding from people like these days, Bai Jing can say anything.Don't talk about pregnancy, it's okay to say that he has a baby.

He sighed, turned his head and looked at his monitor sincerely: "Boss, I think our class has lost the territory of propaganda, really."

He was extremely emotional: "When it comes to thick skin, the propaganda committee members of class 9 really have nothing to say, we can't write such a disgusting thing."

Qin Yuan glanced at him indifferently, then at Ruan Qingmu beside him, hesitant to speak.

Ruan Qingmu looked at Fu Songhua, stroked her hair chicly: "It's not about the propaganda committee, I wrote it myself."

Fu Songhua: "O(≧mouth≦)O..."

Qin Yuan: "Yes. I helped repair it."

Fu Songhua: "○|￣|_……………"

Damn, goodbye.

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