From the abyss

A burst of cheers erupted from the crowd.

No.1 tried his best, and broke through the finish line like an arrow, but couldn't stop the car, and rushed a long way.Lin He, who followed closely behind, also ran to the finish line. She slowed down her speed ahead of time and stopped after running a short distance. Her legs looked a little weak, and she twisted her body in an awkward posture before turning around. , walking deep and shallow to the rest and detention area of ​​the bypass.

Lin He's chest heaved greatly, and he looked a little out of breath.Her hair was loose and hung loosely behind her head.She took a sip of the glass of water handed over by the classmate next to her, stretched out her hand and tore off the hair tie, and her long hair flowed down like a waterfall.

Putting the hair rope around his wrist casually, Lin He walked slowly along the stands, and finally walked under the stands of his class.When she looked up, she saw Ye Yibei lying on it, staring at her nervously.

As she walked, she wiped the sweat from her temples with a towel, and walked directly under Ye Yibei.As soon as you look up, you can meet those focused eyes.

"I still have a game, so I won't go up to accompany you."

The venue was very noisy, as soon as her words came out, they were buried in the noise around her, and it was unknown if Ye Yibei could hear her clearly.

She laughed, as if she didn't care about No.2's matter, she raised her hand and reached out to reach the people on the stage.Ye Yibei lay prone on the stands, also bent down, and reached out to touch Lin He's hand.

The stands are so high that they can only touch each other with their fingertips.

Lin He's fingertips brushed against the other's round nails, a contented smile emerged from the corner of her mouth, she waved at him, Ye Yibei also changed his solemn expression, and waved to her gently, Lin He turned around and walked along the playground Edge, go to the inspection place.

Ye Yibei looked at Lin He's leaving back, feeling a little lost in his heart.Suddenly her shoulders sank, and a classmate behind her pressed up from behind her.

"No.2 is not bad either. At any rate, it has entered the finals, and the class points must have been obtained."

He Yening is Ye Yibei's roommate, an eye-catching woman with a height of almost 1.8 meters and curly hair.Her facial features are not outstanding, but they are very pleasing to the eye when put together. In addition, she knows how to dress up and steps on the edge of the school rules. She has a unique temperament. If her height is not too scary, she will definitely be a suitor behind her ass. run along.She and Ye Yibei have a good relationship on weekdays, and they often take care of each other.

Seeing that Ye Yibei didn't speak, He Yening was very helpless, touched the man's head, and comforted him: "Lin He will run another 200 meters soon, maybe she didn't run with all her strength in order to save her energy .Looking at how sad you are, it’s as if you’ve lost, isn’t it not lost yet?”

What He Yening said made sense.

After hearing her words, Ye Yibei felt a little relieved.

I don't know why, seeing that Lin He didn't win the championship, and didn't get everyone's applause and cheers, she felt bored and panicked.In her eyes, Lin He was born to stand on a high platform and receive everyone's attention and praise.

The stands were still buzzing with people, and no one cared who the group that ran past just now would end up with, and they would soon get into the next round of intense competition.

With a gunshot, the second group of people flew past her like a gust of wind.The human voice is mixed with the vague broadcast sound.

"The 200-meter race of the senior one women's team is about to start inspection, and the 200-meter race of the senior one women's team is about to start inspection."

"The following broadcast is a newsletter from Jiang Song, Class [-], Senior High..."

"Everyone on your marks... get ready!"

a mess.

A stadium without Lin He is not very attractive to Ye Yibei.

She turned and walked back to the high part of the stands, putting the commotion behind her.There is a small open space behind each class's position, on which most of the cleaning tools, garbage bags, mineral water, and various props needed for the competition are placed.

A small pink book was thrown on it by someone, and the schedule of the competition was written on it.Ye Yibei stepped forward, took the small book and flipped through it.

"Grand one...women's group...100 meters...at [-]:[-] in the morning...the first group..."

She turned to the track and field page, and the first page was the 100-meter group arrangement.The group where people from the class participated had been circled with a red pen. Her fingers went all the way down, whispering in her mouth, and her fingertips finally stopped on the most familiar name.

She stared blankly at the name for a while, and was about to continue to beat the 200-meter race record, when the girl in front turned around and poked her.

"Xiao He, whom you love so much, has come out, hurry up and have a look."

Hearing those words, Ye Yibei regained his spirits.Standing up, I saw a red hat leading a group of people slowly towards the starting point.

Unlike the 100 meters, the starting point of the 200 meters is far away from the stands.Across most of the playground, even faces could not be seen clearly, Ye Yibei could only recognize Lin He walking in the middle by his conspicuous appearance.

This time Lin He came out without a coat, probably because she had already warmed up for the 100 meters. From a long distance, she could see Lin He being led to the field, jumping a few times on the spot, as if she couldn't wait to think about it. Just like on the runway.

I don't know if it was Ye Yibei's illusion, she always felt that Lin He was looking in her direction.

But she was definitely not so naive as to think that Lin He had the clairvoyance and could accurately identify herself among the densely packed heads.But as long as she knew that Lin He was looking for her, she would be happy for a while.

She flipped through the booklet, and Lin He was assigned to the third group.In the same group, a name called "Nanqi Road" was circled and marked with a star, and some small characters were written next to it. Ye Yibei got closer, and only then did he see clearly that the small characters said "Need attention".

Does it mean this person is strong?

Feeling that the name sounded familiar, Ye Yibei's fingers unconsciously pinched the pages of the book, thoughtfully.

"Everyone on your marks..."

The commanding platform where the number was issued had been moved to the side of the starting point of the 200-meter race. The teacher slowly climbed up to the commanding platform. The first group of 200-meter racers returned to their own track and squatted on the running aids. superior.

Even knowing that Lin He is not in the group where everyone is in place, the voice of everyone in place still makes people uncontrollably nervous.

The first two groups finished their rounds soon, and Lin He got on the track again.Ye Yibei stood there watching, his hands sweating while holding the booklet.

For some reason, she felt a little uneasy.

"Everyone on your marks... get ready..."

Seeing the contestants leaning down one after another, Ye Yibei's heart seemed to be lifted high.I don't know the reason, but this time the interval between the preparation and the gunshot was extremely long, the stands became a little quieter, and everyone watched the situation in the distance nervously.

The gun went off.

Unlike the previous Hong Liang, it sounds a little lacking in stamina.Several players rushed out, stopped quickly, and walked back to their original place silently.

Empty gun.

Some people in the stands booed and some people booed.It made people nervous for a long time, but it turned out to be a useless gun. It was inevitable that everyone felt that this was too "a waste of emotion".

"Everyone on your marks... get ready..."

Probably because it was too far away, the starting point didn't care what was going on in the stands, and restarted the command steadily.Those who were still complaining just now shut up, cheered up and stared at the person at the starting point, tensed up and leaned on the run-up, waiting for the next second to rush out.

Gunshots.

This time there was finally no empty gun.

But the strange thing is that a few people who rushed out for a long distance ran for dozens of meters and turned back.

A sharp discussion broke out in the crowd.

"What's wrong?" Ye Yibei asked the girl in front.

"It seems that someone ran away."

Those girls probed their brains, didn't even eat snacks, and looked around for news.

Just now Ye Yi Beiguang paid attention to Lin He, but he didn't even see who ran away.It wasn't until she saw that there was an empty seat on the runway that she realized that the person who started the race had already been sent off.

Her mood was a bit complicated, and more of it was another kind of uneasiness slowly growing in her heart.

Every time you start a race, you need to spend a lot of energy to concentrate, from high tension to relaxation, back and forth twice, just to listen to the gunshots. The people in the stands are tired, and the psychological pressure on the people on the runway is even greater.

It's not just this... Ye Yibei is of course worried about Lin He's mental state, but she always feels that she has forgotten another more important thing.

"Everyone on your marks..."

Amidst the sound of hooting, the order for the third time to take their positions came over the radio.

……

"Do you know the Nanqi Road in class three?"

"I know, that arrogant Nanqilu."

"I heard that she is still playing tricks outside, but it's awesome."

……

Ye Yibei frowned and wondered what he had forgotten.

"preparation……"

……

"What I want to say is not this, it's more explosive."

"What could be more exciting than her having a black boyfriend?"

"I heard that she is very utilitarian, and she will do whatever it takes to get the first place..."

……

The gun went off.

The author has something to say:

I turned to the article I wrote five years ago, 26 words, very old-fashioned.

At that time, hehe was not a curse word.

When I saw a "hehe" suddenly appearing in the text, I almost fainted from laughter.