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

The autumn sports meeting in Experiment 1 lasted for two days. On the afternoon of the second day, a group of boys from Class [-] arrived at the playground early and brought the last batch of logistical materials over.

Under the shade of the tree, Fu Songhua scratched his head, his handsome wheat-colored face was solemn.

He muttered calculations in his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief for a long time, turned his head and said to Qin Yuan: "Boss, it's no problem to keep the first place, that idiot Lin Hua in Class 6 was robbed of the first place in the sprint this year, their class is out of play, haha Ha ha!"

Qin Yuan took the watch in his hand and quickly glanced at it.

It really looks like it can win the first place.But... something always feels wrong.

"Are you sure the awards for Class 9 are right, that's all?" he asked suddenly.

Fu Songhua was stunned for a moment: "Yes! Although their class is a dark horse this year, they are still not as good as us."

Ruan Qingmu, that treacherous guy, actually hides such a great strength, very insidious!

From yesterday to this morning, Ruan Qingmu seemed to be on the hook. The men won a ground-breaking first place in the 100 meters. He accidentally touched the railing in the 400 hurdles and got third place. He even competed with him on the same stage this morning. did a high jump.

I was so angry that with Ruan Qingmu's height, she was only 2 centimeters short of his champion's result, and took No.2 again.

Fortunately, he narrowly won the last jump, otherwise, if Ruan Qingmu really beat him with his height, he might as well commit seppuku!

There is also Fang Li, who won the third place in the standing long jump yesterday, which is also a very surprising thing.

But no matter how you calculate it, the total score is still far behind them.

He has already won two championships in the long jump and high jump, and the squad leader has just won a championship and a runner-up in the 400m and 800m.

Plus, he teamed up with the squad leader in a 4x100, securing a heavyweight title

"Squad leader, I've done the math. No matter what happens this afternoon, the total score of Class 9 will definitely be lower than ours." He patted his chest, "Even if you lost to Ruan Qingmu at 1500 meters—"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Qin Yuan quietly staring into his eyes, and he quickly laughed dryly: "Of course, how could he win you! I'll just assume the most impossible extreme situation..."

Qin Yuan's gaze passed him, and he didn't know where to look in the distance.

The registration of class 9 can be seen. In his eyes, there are rules to follow. He did make a targeted formation and optimized and adjusted as much as possible, but it was useless.

Just like what Fu Songhua said, under their double insurance, Ruan Qingmu alone can't turn the tide.

He frowned slightly: "I always feel like I missed something."

Fu Songhua scratched his head: "What can there be?"

The boy next to him came over: "That's right, their class is really a mess. Didn't I keep staring at them, tsk tsk, it's so pitiful, no one is going to cheer for the classmates."

Qin Yuan listened silently, a ray of light suddenly flashed in a pair of extremely beautiful phoenix eyes.

No, he knew.Why didn't anyone from class 9 go to cheer, why did the people in their class look so fragmented during the competition!

Before he had time to speak, the broadcast sound came from the loudspeaker on the playground.

"Dear referees and teachers, dear athletes, good afternoon! The last afternoon of the competition is about to start. Now, please report to the relevant track for the 800-meter finalists of the first grade women's group and the 1500-meter finalists of the senior two men's group... ..."

Class 1 students stood up in a crowd: "Let's go, cheer for the class leader!"

The remaining races in the afternoon are those big events, such as 1500m and 5000m, because they are too tiring, so there is no preliminaries, and they are directly saved until the last half day to decide the winner.

The 1500-meter check-in point for the sophomore men's team obviously has more people watching the game and coming to cheer than other places.In addition to the sophomore students, even many first-year girls ran over in groups and waited excitedly by the side of the track.

"Ah, that's Ruan Qingmu, it looks better up close than in the photo."

"The skin is so good, it's still white! I'm a little jealous."

"Hey, isn't that woman Li Si from the third year of high school? Why is she here too?"

On the edge of the arena, a tall and beautiful girl with black hair fluttering, Qi Liuhai's eyes are bright and sweet, standing there alone quietly, not caring about the prying eyes around her.

The girls in the first year of high school were secretly looking at the beauty of the third year in high school, when there was a vague commotion nearby.

"Ah, Qin Yuan is here!" A girl screamed softly.

Qin Yuan was followed by a few boys from Class 1. Fu Songhua, who had no project in the afternoon, held the cheerleading flag and cleared the way ahead energetically.

Qin Yuan has already changed into a brand-new sportswear for the competition. The main color is pure white. There is a very dark gold inlaid on the chest and the hem of the shorts, which only shimmers a little when the sun hits it by chance.

Under his feet is a pair of limited edition sneakers, also white with a few dark gold stripes.When the whole person jogged over, it seemed as if a distant mountain was covered with ice and snow, and the top of the mountain was covered with sunlight and sparkling golden light.

Many girls raised their mobile phones covertly and secretly took pictures.

Not far away, Lin Hua and a few boys from 6 stood aside, looking at Ruan Qingmu beside the runway with a hostile expression.

"Damn it, old Yuan Yuan from our class didn't kill him this morning, it's his fate."

In the men's 400-meter hurdles in the morning, the people in their class spotted Ruan Qingmu and sneaked into it. As a result, the guy seemed to be equipped with radar, and he dodged in a flash. He only swayed slightly and hit the hurdle. As a result, Lao Yuan lost his center of gravity and fell down.

In the end, he even got the third place, God is so short-sighted!

Lin Hua glanced at Ruan Qingmu bitterly, gritted her teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Damn bitch, wait 1500 meters later, let me kill him."

Qin Yuan was jogging past, when he suddenly raised his head and gave them a sharp look.

The people around Lin Hua caught sight of Qin Yuan, and hurriedly tugged at the corner of Lin Hua's clothes: "Shh, keep your voice down."

Ruan Qingmu was surrounded by boys in her class, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar figure walking this way, and she couldn't help looking over it.

Seeing this, he couldn't help snorting from his nose.

Tsk tsk, she walked up to that beautiful senior high school senior and said something.

Oh, and nodded seriously, look at that focused and sincere look.

"Come on, roll your name and sign, and report." The referee teacher stood at the starting point and shouted loudly.

On the side of the track, the Class 9 students gathered around Ruan Qingmu scattered, and ran to the outer circle honestly: "Come on, sports committee, take the first place!"

"Damn Class 1!"

Bai Jing and Huang Ya were shouting passionately when they were slammed and pulled: "Get out of the way, good dogs don't get in the way."

Bai Jing turned his head, and immediately shrunk his neck, and a group of people from class 1 were right behind him, each and every one of them was aggressive.

Fu Songhua glared at them ferociously: It is one thing to have dinner together, but it is another thing to fight face to face now. He also wants to kill their squad leader. See if he can give them one by one, why not go to heaven?

Qin Yuan went to the referee teacher to sign, raised his foot, and finally walked to Ruan Qingmu's side, stood there calmly, and began to do simple stretching.

Ruan Qingmu turned her head and squinted at him: "Coming?"

He was wearing a minimalist pure black sports vest and shorts. His long arms and legs, which were rarely exposed at ordinary times, were clearly revealed, and his skin was dazzlingly white.

His hair was much longer than when he started school, and it was usually scattered like that, but today he was going to run, afraid that his hair would block his vision, and even more afraid that sweat would get in the way, so he found a red headband and tied it around his forehead casually. Her black hair was tied back, and her white forehead was completely exposed, showing a different kind of arrogance.

Qin Yuan responded lightly: "En."

Ruan Qingmu suddenly waved to the side, and Niu Xiaoqing immediately ran up and handed over a piece of paper arrogantly.

Ruan Qingmu twirled two fingers, and handed the paper to Qin Yuan coolly: "Here, I have the ability to win this manuscript."

Qin Yuan looked down, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised for a short moment: "Okay, I'll use it."

"I'm happy to see Class X win the championship again, and the news of the game is coming again and again! ——Small Notes on the Wonderful Moments of the 1500-meter Runway", the name in it is not filled in, and you can change the name at any time, and it will match.

The last time they were writing manuscripts all night in his dormitory, the two of them joked casually.

Whoever wins will use this publicity draft.

"By the way, there are many people in your class who come to cheer now." Qin Yuan said suddenly.

Ruan Qingmu narrowed her peach blossom eyes and took a careful look at him.

"You see it?"

Qin Yuan sighed lightly: "I just figured it out."

It's a pity that Fu Songhua, that fool, is still kept in the dark.

Ruan Qingmu suddenly laughed lightly, although her voice was not loud, she was proud and flamboyant.

He smiled and bent down, side by side with Qin Yuan, moving his ankles: "If you want to win anything, you have to use your brain."

Qin Yuan turned his head, and his phoenix eyes sparkled: "But even if all the members of your class are in class, the total score may still be a little worse than ours."

Just now, when he heard the boy say that there was no one cheering for Class 9 again, he finally thought of one thing.

No, he saw with his own eyes that Ruan Qingmu was surrounded by more and more companions day by day, and he also saw with his own eyes that their small squad leader and propaganda committee were devoted to Ruan Qingmu. The current Class 9 is no longer what it was before. , let alone a mass of loose sand.

Both he and Fu Songhua overlooked one thing.

In class 9 on the first day, there was no logistics and no one to cheer up. Another possibility is that the enrollment rate of their class is extremely high, and everyone is on the field!

It doesn't matter if you don't get a ranking.The important thing is that as long as anyone participates in the competition, he can get 0.5 basic points.

They have him and Fu Songhua in Class 1, no one has a sense of crisis, and the overall enrollment rate is much lower. Assuming that there are more than 9 of the [-] students in Class [-], the basic points will be higher than other classes. ten points.

More than ten points, not a lot! ...

The voice of the referee teacher sounded: "Okay, all athletes are ready to go on the track."

A dozen high school sophomore boys who participated in the competition stood on the track, and with the sound of the starting gun, they rushed out in unison!

"Come on! Squad leader, come on!" the students in Class 1 screamed.

"Brother Ruan, run, get rid of those weak chickens!" Bai Jing and the others yelled frantically.

There is no preliminaries for the 1500m race, and all the athletes run in a swarm. Because of the large number of people, there is no dedicated track, and they are crowded together noisily.

But the first few hundred meters were mixed together, and soon, the gap widened. In the first echelon at the front, there were only two people who were always biting tightly, refusing to give in to each other.

"Damn, both of them are so fast!"

"Long time to see you, class 1 Qin Xueba and class 9's sports committee are fighting again?"

"Fuck, that's Qin Yuan, last year's two long-distance running champions!"

"Ah, where's Bai Xiaosheng? Let's start a game, grandma, I want to bet on soft balsa wood to win! If I lost on him before, I want to win it back!"

"You bad gambler, are you insane? Although he's been cheating this year, but this time his opponent is Qin Yuan!"

"Gambling is to bet on low probability events... Fuck, the odds are not right?"

In just a short while, a betting post really popped up on the school's post bar, which was obviously posted by Bai Xiaosheng. This is not surprising, but what is strange is that the odds given by both sides this time are almost the same!

The boy who clamored to place a bet was dumbfounded: "Sun, there are so many bets on Ruan Qingmu? How can this be so small?"

The classmate next to him looked at him disdainfully: "Your brain was pinched by the door panel? Ruan Qingmu just won against Lin Hua yesterday, how about a dark horse?"

The boy hesitated for a moment: "Then I'll overwhelm Qin Yuan, how can he be good at sprinting and long-distance running? Boss Qin must have good stamina."

……

Ruan Qingmu moved her legs evenly, only one body ahead, and ran in front of Qin Yuan.

The weather in September is still a bit autumnal. Although the sun at three o'clock in the afternoon is not so poisonous, it can still ignite sparks when it shines on the track.

On the second lap, the two of them had already thrown off the second echelon behind them by a large margin. One black and one white figure started to advance side by side, with two pairs of long legs sprinting like the wind, and it was as beautiful as the scenery.

After a lap of 800 meters, both of them drove at full speed and ran with all their strength, and no one wanted to strike back.

Both of them have a vague understanding in their hearts: Compared with this person, they can't stay strong at the beginning. Once they distance themselves, it may be completely hopeless to come back later.

500 meters left, 400 meters.

……200 meters.

The two of them rushed too fast, and neither of them scientifically distributed the physical strength of the front and middle stages. The speed hardly decreased significantly, and they even started to accelerate at the same time as they approached the end.

The referee teacher at the finish line looked down at the timer and was shocked: This year's 1500-meter score is a school record, and I'm afraid the improvement is not as simple as a few seconds.

The red ribbon is tightly stretched across the distance.With dozens of meters left, Ruan Qingmu looked at Qin Yuan from the corner of his eye.

That swaying handsome face was already dripping with sweat just like him. The moment Ruan Qingmu looked over, Qin Yuan also turned his face slightly sideways and took a quick look at him with a tacit understanding.

Then, Qin Yuan suddenly took a deep breath.

When Ruan Qingmu saw him taking a deep breath, the alarm went off in her heart.

coming!There was hardly any pause, and he tried his best to start the final sprint.

Beside him, Qin Yuan's shadow was like lightning, and the distance of one body behind was instantly shortened.

This obvious joint acceleration immediately ignited the emotions of the onlookers, and the voice of cheering and cheering suddenly increased.

"Ahhh! Come on, Ruan!"

"Boss, run, overtake him!"

... Behind the crowd, Lin Hua stood at the finish line and quietly bent down.

While pretending to be tying his shoelaces, he stared at Ruan Qingmu who was sprinting forward, and suddenly dropped an unopened aluminum-skinned Coke can in his hand.

Amidst the loud noise, no one noticed.The beverage can rolled under the feet of the crowd, rolled onto the runway, and slid to Ruan Qingmu's feet!