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

At this moment, Qin Yuan, who was a few steps away, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and Lin Hua's face flashed past, and for some reason, an alarm bell suddenly rang in his heart.

Although he didn't fully capture the movement of his bending over and throwing, but he was vigilant, and he spotted something that suddenly appeared on the track.

Once you step on this kind of round and hard object while sprinting, you will lose your balance and fall down.The slightest is a sprained foot, and the severest one is a fractured bone.

Qin Yuan narrowed his eyes, suddenly deviated from the runway, and kicked wildly at the rolling can!

With a heavy kick, the Coke can was suddenly kicked away by him, but his own body lost his balance and staggered to the side.

Everything was just in the blink of an eye, and Ruan Qingmu, who didn't know anything in front of her, hit the red line of the finish line with her chest.

……

Qin Yuan leaned back, put his hands on the ground, and fell to the ground.

The deafening cheering stopped abruptly at this moment, and exclamations continued one after another.

"what!"

Ruan Qingmu, who was in front of her, turned her head in amazement, and saw Qin Yuan struggling to get up quickly, sprinting for a few steps, and finally reached the finish line second in the nick of time.

Behind him, No. 3 whizzed past and waved his fist angrily.

The 1500-meter run was extremely tiring, and they couldn't stop immediately after the end. Huang Ya and the others rushed up to hold Ruan Qingmu, and led him to walk forward slowly, calming his shortness of breath.

Ruan Qingmu's face was covered with sweat, and his eyes became brighter.He turned his head and looked at Qin Yuan, who was surrounded by anxious people not far away, in a daze.

"What's wrong with him?" he asked in a low voice, gasping for breath.

Bai Jing was also a little unsure: "There were so many people, I didn't see clearly. He just kicked a drink can for some reason and dropped it."

Ruan Qingmu froze and looked at him in disbelief: "What?"

There is a race on the track, how can there be obstacles!

On the other side, Fu Songhua was furious: "Who the hell did it, can this thing accidentally fall?"

Qin Yuan closed his eyes slightly, the hair on his forehead was wet with sweat, and his stern face seemed to be covered with a layer of faint frost.

"It seems to be Lin Hua." He said in Fu Songhua's ear in a very low voice, with anger in the silence, "I just saw him bend over."

If it was really that person, it was for Ruan Qingmu.

Knowing that Ruan Qingmu had been on crutches for a month, if she was injured again, the consequences would be serious, but she still did this kind of thing!

Next to him, Li Si turned his head with a worried face, and looked at Lin Hua with a pair of beautiful eyes in surprise.

Fu Songhua opened his mouth wide: "Boss, are you sure?"

Qin Yuan said: "I'm just not sure. Before the game, I vaguely heard him say that he wanted to hide Ruan Qingmu, and then just now..."

Indeed, it was only for a blink of an eye, and under sprinting, he really did not dare to convict 100% of others.

Before he finished speaking, Fu Songhua let go of him, and his tall body jumped out.

Senior Li Si next to her quickly reached out her hand and supported Qin Yuan: "Be careful!"

Fu Songhua rushed to Lin Hua in a few strides, he raised his fist, and slammed down on Lin Hua's face!

"Ahhh!" The girls screamed, but Lin Hua kept peeking at this side. When Fu Songhua rushed over, he had a ghost in his heart, and he was prepared for it. He jumped out of the way and dodged.

He is also a serious sports student, and his height and weight are not much worse than Fu Songhua's. With preparation, how can Fu Songhua take advantage of it?

"Damn, what's going on?" Bai Jing and the others helped Ruan Qingmu, and looked over there one after another, "Why are the people from Class 1 fighting with Class 6?"

In the boiling crowd, only Fu Songhua's angry voice was heard shouting: "My surname is Lin, come here and challenge me one-on-one! Tell me the truth, are you the one who threw things on the field!"

Lin Hua's voice was louder than his: "Hey, you're spitting blood, you're framing! People in your class bite people everywhere after losing, you crazy dog?"

"Trash, do you have the guts to do it, but don't have the guts to admit it?" Fu Songhua shouted angrily.

The boys from the two classes flocked together, fighting and persuading. A physical education teacher rushed over and scolded Fu Songhua: "If you have evidence, just hit someone casually? Do you want me to find your class teacher?! "

Ruan Qingmu looked over there from afar, her eyes getting colder and colder.

Was it because Lin Hua dropped the drink can, that's why Qin Yuan stepped on it, and that's why he fell, and he won?

Huang Ya muttered in surprise: "That's not right, that bitch Lin Hua, what did he do to kill Big Boss Qin? You have no hatred against him, right?"

"Perhaps it wasn't on purpose?"

Ruan Qingmu stared at that side, and suddenly turned to look at Bai Jing: "You help me find clues, and spend money to find them. I will pay for it."

"Ah? Looking for, looking for what?"

Ruan Qingmu was expressionless, and the hostility in her dark eyes could no longer be concealed: "If it's really Lin Hua, then I don't believe he was careless. See if you can find evidence."

Over there, Fu Songhua returned to Qin Yuan cursing: "Boss, that bitch won't admit it!"

Qin Yuan glanced at him speechlessly, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you going to watch Fang Li's game?"

"Oh my mother!" Fu Songhua slapped his head, "Yes, Fang Li's 5000-meter journey is about to start. Boss, rest, I'll take a step first!"

The people in class 9 didn't know what happened. Seeing that there was nothing serious, they all became elated: "Let's go, let's go to the last item, and cheer for Fang Li."

Ruan Qingmu waved at Bai Jing and the others: "You guys go first, I'll be right after I rest."

"Oh, good brother Ruan! How about I stay with you?" Huang Ya said courteously.

Ruan Qingmu lightly kicked his ass: "Get out of here, stand in a row over there, no matter how fast Fang Li runs, scream at me."

The people on the side of the track dispersed, but the students in Class 1 did not. There were still many people around Qin Yuan. Senior sister Li Si lowered her head, her big gentle eyes were full of worry: "Is there something wrong? It's too bad."

Lu Lianyi from class 1 bit her delicate lips, and glanced at Li Si: "Yes, class leader, let's accompany you to the infirmary."

Qin Yuan moved slightly, and said softly: "It's okay, I know it well."

Outside the crowd, a voice suddenly came: "What's the number?"

Ruan Qingmu's forehead was covered with sweat, she left the surrounding boys from Class 1, and calmly took Qin Yuan's arm from Li Si's.

He squatted down without notice, looked at Qin Yuan's standing posture slightly, stretched out his hand to hold his left ankle, and probed slightly: "Does it hurt?"

Qin Yuan's face was expressionless, but his brows twitched slightly: "It's nothing, just sprained."

Ruan Qingmu raised her head and looked up at him: "Go to the school infirmary."

"No, it's a holiday tomorrow, I'll go home and apply medicine."

Ruan Qingmu sighed, and stood up: "After one night, your feet will become pig's trotters. Why resist? I'll help you go."

Li Si and Lu Lianyi stood redundantly on the side, and the boys from Class 1 looked at each other: "..."

Immediately someone rushed over: "Boss, Boss, I'll help you. What the Sports Committee of Class 9 said is right, you can't carry it if you sprain your ankle!"

"Yes, look at her, her legs are healed and she is still on crutches. The golden rooster has been dancing independently for a month."

When I think of this, I feel aggrieved. Did the Sports Committee of Class 9 come to demonstrate?

Just after throwing the crutches, he gave everyone a live performance of a burst in place, a sprint and a high jump, and just now they took advantage of the chaos to snatch their boss's 1500-meter championship.

It's so awesome, why not go to heaven!

Qin Yuan stood there, his handsome face was a little red because he ran too fast.

He pursed his thin lips, stretched out his arm, and gently put it on Ruan Qingmu's shoulder.

"Go to the 5000-meter side." He whispered, the reddish color on his cheeks stained his earlobes, "After reading it, go to the infirmary."

Ruan Qingmu was speechless: "What does that have to do with you?"

"If someone in our class runs 5000 meters, I will definitely be at the finish line when he finishes running exhausted." Qin Yuan looked at Ruan Qingmu, as if he wanted to look into the depths of his eyes: "Actually, you are also special." Want to go, right?"

Ruan Qingmu was slightly startled, looked at him, and smiled softly for a while.

This person.Just like in his previous life, no matter how he fights against enemies, he actually understands what he thinks in his heart.

He reached out to support Qin Yuan, and shifted his weight to his shoulders: "Let's go."

……

Li Zhiyong was lying on the upper bunk in the dormitory, and Liu Jun was sitting below, and the two of them were chatting online.

Outside the window, a broadcast from the playground came from far away: "The results of the 1500-meter event of the sophomore men's group have just been released. Congratulations to Ruan Qingmu, class 9, who won the first place! Next, please enjoy the contribution "Happy to see Class 9 win the championship again, the competition field The good news spreads again and again"..."

With a shake of Liu Jun's hand, he was headshot in the game, and he threw the phone angrily: "I'm not playing anymore."

Li Zhiyong poked his head out from the bed: "Damn, this broadcast is really annoying. That kid Ruan Qingmu won the first place again?"

"When I was a sports committee last year, he didn't apply for a single project." Liu Jun said bitterly, "It's so insidious."

"Wang Li and the others actually went to the playground too. It's not good for old Jane to go to the last show." Li Zhiyong scolded angrily. .”

Liu Jun's face was gloomy: "Fang Li is really disgusting, and he is the most diligent in hugging thighs."

There were not many people who signed up that day, but Fang Li was the first to respond, and the boys followed suit one by one.

What a mistake, Fang Li, who is usually a motherfucker, was bullied by them. He didn't even dare to fart. How could he take the third place in the long jump?

And the most tiring 5000 meters, he even signed up.

Li Zhiyong followed suit and nodded: "Who would have thought that, that bitch. This is to support Ruan Qingmu, right? What a fool!"

Liu Jun suddenly asked: "Hey, why did Fang Li lie the day the girls' dormitory lost something last time?"

Li Zhiyong scratched his head: "Ah, I'm also confused. I always feel that he looked very flustered that day!"

Liu Jun stared at Fang Li's spotless desktop, and then looked at everyone's cabinets: "His cabinets are always locked?"

Li Zhiyong curled his lips: "Cut, like a girl, hiding everything."

Most of the boys’ wardrobes are open, and they are full of clothes. Now they pay electronically, and few people hide cash in the dormitory. They are so sneaky, as if they are guarding against the people in their dormitory. People don't like it.

Liu Jun bent down and twisted the lock a few times thoughtfully.

He turned around and went to the bathroom, found a hard wire, and started poking into Fang Li's cabinet lock.

……

On the afternoon of the second day of the school sports meeting, the men's biggest event, the 5000-meter race, was underway.

This event is bitter and tiring, not as exciting as the sprint and relay races. The runners are getting slower and slower after running, all relying on perseverance.

In the past, there were very few people watching this event, but today's trackside is a bit different.

Several boys from other classes whispered together: "Snake spirit disease, one of the 9th class participated, why did half the class come to watch?"

"At least there are people in class 9. No one from class 1 is participating. Why are there so many people here?"

Damn it, a lot of people are crowded around the arena, cheering up Fang Li.Especially Fu Songhua, the sports committee member of class 1, it's like he's been beaten, so it's none of his business?

It was not No.1 who ran in front that shocked everyone, but No.2 who followed closely behind.

It was the thin and timid Fang Li from Class 9.

It looked like he hadn't practiced long-distance running. When he reached the fifth lap, he suddenly threw up on the side of the track. His face was as pale as paper, but he didn't leave the field after vomiting.

Gritting his teeth and drinking a few sips of water, he returned to the arena. He didn't even know where the strength came from, but within one lap, he slowly regained the distance behind No.1.

With Qin Yuan on Ruan Qingmu's shoulders, the two leaned together, standing near the finish line in full view.

Behind them, a few girls secretly held their mobile phones, pressing the shutter for a while, and then clicking again.

"I think Fang Li can be number one, what do you think?" Ruan Qingmu waited closely for the two people running next to each other from a distance, and asked.

Qin Yuan said "hmm": "I think so too."

Ruan Qingmu was thoughtful: "I also think that he should have practiced something, otherwise he would not be able to run 5000 meters just by fighting hard. He would not even get the long jump ranking."

Qin Yuan squinted his long and narrow phoenix eyes, and took a closer look at Fang Li in the distance: "But I can't tell what I'm practicing."

Although I ran and vomited directly, my endurance was very good.

When running, the pace is even. Although the thighs look thin, they are not noodles without strength. When running, the lines with muscles are very clear, soft and smooth.

"Come on, come on! Fang Li, come on!" Seeing that the two of them were about to reach the finish line, the boys and girls in class 9 were all excited and shouted at the top of their voices.

The homeroom teacher, Lao Jian, also finished his referee work elsewhere, and hurried over, standing in the group of students, rubbing his hands together excitedly: "Good boy, good boy, I can't think of it!"

Fu Songhua ran along the track with Fang Li in the inner circle: "Fang Li, hold on one last time! It will be there soon, and when it's over, I'll treat you to something delicious!"

Bai Jing who was next to him rolled his eyes at him: Why is this person so annoying? Along the way, he was the one who persuaded Fang Li to quit when he saw Fang Li running away, and now he is the one who told Fang Li to persevere.

Those who didn't know, thought Fang Li was from Class 1 of them.

Fang Li had already run pale and his lips trembled slightly, but when he looked up, he saw a large group of people at the finish line, and hearing Fu Songhua's shouting in his ear, he suddenly gritted his teeth.

Exhausting the last of his strength, he stubbornly caught up with the boy in front of him little by little!

With only the last few tens of meters left, countless people exclaimed. The boy knew it was wrong, but his legs seemed to be filled with lead. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up to speed.

Watching helplessly, Fang Li approached him step by step. In the last few steps, he was really the first to reach the finish line!

"Ahhh! Fang Li is amazing!"

"Perfect curtain call, the last champion belongs to our class 9!"

The people in class 9 were going crazy, no one thought that Fang Li could really win this award, a group of people rushed up, scrambling to support Fang Li who was on the verge of falling: "I can't stop, I have to walk again, hurry up. "

"Drink some salt water in small sips, don't gulp down."

A big tall man pushed aside the crowd abruptly, grabbed Fang Li in front of him, put his arm on his shoulder without any explanation: "Come on, follow me, hold on."

The boys in class 9 laughed and cursed: "Fuck, where did you come from? I don't know you. Is this someone from our class?"

Fu Songhua's righteous voice came from the crowd: "This is my little brother, go away—ahhh, Fang Li, you still want to vomit, don't vomit on me!"

In the gap between the crowd, Fang Li leaned against him weakly with a pale face, his voice was so soft that he couldn't hear clearly: "No... I didn't want to vomit."

"Oh, then I'll take you half a circle." Fu Songhua seemed relieved, "What do you want to eat tonight, I invite you."

Next to them, Huang Ya and the others followed closely, and immediately took a sip: "Go, let's have dinner at night, and celebrate the heroes with skewers, what can you do?"

Fu Songhua shouted: "Why don't I know?"

"Day, why do you want to know about our class dinner? It was just decided!" Bai Jing turned his head and shouted at Ruan Qingmu, "Isn't the Sports Committee, we're going to have some fun at night!"

The girls also boldly pushed Niu Xiaoqing to stand up: "We are going too. Is it okay?"

"After the ball, Sister Niu will also go, so it's hard to say who will put who down."

"Hahahaha!"

Ruan Qingmu stood there, looking at the rowdy boys, the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"Our class is awesome, isn't it?" He turned his head and looked at Qin Yuan with bright eyes.

Qin Yuan said lightly: "It's okay. The main thing is that their class sports committee is responsible."

Ruan Qingmu stared at him, and finally couldn't help it, and laughed.

Proud, and a little proud

"The sports committee of their class also said that someone's foot was about to swell." He looked down at Qin Yuan's foot, "Tsk tsk, it's already swollen."

The sun on the west side of the playground sank slightly towards the treetops, and the orange light reflected in their hair, shimmering golden red.

Ruan Qingmu looked up at Qin Yuan and coughed lightly.

After hesitating for a while, he said nonchalantly: "Okay, sorry...I'll carry you on my back."

Qin Yuan was startled and froze there.

Ruan Qingmu bent down, the pure black vest was drenched with sweat, and the beautiful butterfly bones were faintly visible: "Five seconds. If you don't come up, jump on your own."