Bai Yueguang he bent suddenly

The sunset is all over the sky, orange and red.

"Race to the last group, get ready—"

On the playground, Lu Weiming was wearing a short jacket, the sweat on his temples was still rolling down in clusters, the broken hair on his forehead was soaked, and a drop of sweat fell on his eyelashes. He just closed his eyes hard and didn't raise his hand. wipe.

The muscles of his outstretched leg were tense, and at the moment the whistle sounded, he suddenly exerted strength, and then he rushed out from the starting line like an arrow flying off the string.

Coach Chang looked at the group of players rushing out, and then looked at the timer in his hand, thinking that it was really rare.

This new player, after leaving the training ground for a year, resumed training on the first day, and his condition has recovered by 400% to 10%.In fact, recovery is one aspect. On the first day with the team, [-]*[-] warm-ups, stretching training, strength training, and racing exercises. He looked bitter, but this kid was able to grit his teeth and persist until the end without showing a trace of fatigue or discomfort. This kind of energy is truly commendable.

It's a stubble.

Coach Chang was very pleased, and said in his heart that he was born to eat this bowl of rice.

"All assembly!"

Finally, when the whistle signaled the end of today's training, the body specials let out a long breath and quickly formed a team dragging their already fluttering legs.

Many sponge pads have been placed on the other side of the plastic track. According to the usual practice, the last task before the disbandment is for the team members to relax their muscles after training in groups of two.

"Today, there are newcomers participating in the first day of training. The old players should pay attention to the severity when helping them relax." Coach Chang casually instructed, and with a wave of his hand, the gang of wolf cubs dispersed.

Lu Weiming stood still for a few seconds. After all, it was the first day of training. He was being awakened at the same time as his muscle memory, and he also felt unstoppable soreness and pain. After a set of training procedures, his head was buzzing. There was a loud noise, and at this moment, someone tapped on the shoulder suddenly.

Standing behind him, Xu Peng saw him turn his head and smiled speciously: "Newcomer, are we in a team?"

Lu Weiming narrowed his eyes, thinking that this is because he didn't hurt you in the morning.

"It's done."

They stopped in front of a sponge pad, and Lu Weiming asked, "Who will come first?"

Xu Peng unceremoniously laid down on the mat and said, "I will go first."

Lu Weiming had no objection, just smiled, then knelt down on his ankles, pressed Xu Peng's calves with both hands, and began to relax him.

After more than ten seconds, Xu Peng began to feel that this direction seemed to be a bit off.

Lu Weiming grasped the strength in his hands very well, and found the position of the relaxed muscles very accurately, but this is understandable, after all, he was also a sports student before, but the strange thing is that, as the time passed, he didn't seem to have any fake public affairs for personal gain The meaning of playing black hands in secret is to always control the strength and relax him seriously, even more skillfully than the old team members.

Maybe it was because of Lu Weiming's too normal performance, Xu Peng felt a little uncertain. After a while, when Lu Weiming clenched his fist and threw it on his shoulder, he couldn't help but turn around and say, "Hey, what are you doing?" The operation is a bit confusing, buddy, I can’t understand it.”

"Huh?" Lu Weiming asked knowingly: "What don't you understand?"

Xu Peng asked in a low voice: "Well, why hasn't the imaginary severe pain appeared?"

Lu Weiming's hands stopped: "Imagination? Still in fucking pain?" He slapped Xu Peng on the back, and said coldly: "You've read too much fucking little Huangwen, just what you said, I know What I want is for you to relax, those who don’t know think I’ve fucked you up!”

Xu Peng: "..."

After confirming the tone, it was the idiot who lay on his back in the morning.

After Lu Weiming slapped it out, he felt inexplicably happy, so he pressed Xu Peng's shoulder and neck, and said to himself, "I know what you are thinking, but I am People have always been able to distinguish things clearly, and—" he said in a rare serious tone: "and even if I don't like anyone, I won't make fun of the training."

Xu Peng looked back at him in surprise.

"Tsk, don't move around, sit up and stretch your back."

It seemed that Lu Weiming remembered the steps and sequence of muscle relaxation after training very well. Xu Peng didn't answer, sat up as he said, raised his arms up high and straightened, and crossed his hands to fix the position.

Lu Weiming stood up, leaned on his back with one leg, and used his knee as a support. He clasped Xu Peng's wrist with both hands, stretched back a little bit, and gradually increased the strength.

After doing the back stretching, Xu Peng sat without moving for a long time. After a while, he suddenly said: "You are quite particular... make a friend?"

Lu Weiming was overjoyed when he heard it, and showed his white teeth: "Okay, friend."

The emotions of seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers are like clear ocean waves. They come and go faster. One second they are shaking their fists and sleeves to rush forward to fight, and the next second they can shake hands and make peace with each other.

Lu Weiming has a hot physique that attracts people, and together with Xu Peng, the "leader" of the body special class, he can almost become a country with this group of special people who call him brothers by the end of the day's training. .

After finishing and relaxing, the day's training will be over. Lu Weiming grabbed the collar of his training clothes and wiped the sweat on his chin, then raised his arm and smelled his sweat, and immediately refused. A few of them asked him to go to the cafeteria to have dinner together, and they ran to the school supermarket with their training bag, bought a bunch of bathing necessities, and then ran to the school bathroom in a hurry, and took a shower.

Coming to take a bath at this time is no different from booking a room. Lu Weiming stood under the shower and pondered, or... go home tonight and ask grandpa, he might as well have a room, so it is convenient for classes and training.

What's more, No. [-] Middle School's accommodation conditions are very good. There is a separate sanitary shower room in the student apartment, which saves him from having to take a pitiful use of dinner time to take a shower in the public bath after each training session.

When he came out of the bath and passed the cafeteria, Lu Weiming subconsciously forgot to take a look inside. The huge cafeteria was filled with black heads, and patients with intensive phobia could die on the spot. He rubbed his empty stomach, and finally dragged his sore With two long legs shaking in pain, they walked towards the teaching building.

There were only a dozen students in the classroom, and most of them had gone to the cafeteria and hadn't come back yet. Lu Weiming spread out on his seat, so tired that he wanted to look up to the sky and sigh.

In this hunger and exhaustion, suddenly there was a sweet smell of baked cakes, Lu Weiming moved his nose, and found that the source of this smell was right next to him.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and saw Shaou standing in the aisle next to him, apparently about to get into the seat.

And in his hand, he was holding a baked browned and soft cheese bun.

Time froze for a moment, Sha Ou looked down at Lu Weiming, and the latter - looked at the cake in his hand.

"I have to fly there again?"

It wasn't until Sha Ou opened his mouth to remind that Lu Weiming woke up from his huge desire for cheese buns, and moved his eyes a little awkwardly to make room for him.

Sitting on the seat, Shaou took out a bottle of mineral water from the desk, just tore open the cheese bag, and the moment the cake was put into his mouth, he subconsciously glanced at it.

Lu Weiming quickly shifted his gaze.

"..." Sha Ou paused holding the cheese bun, tried his best to hide the smile from the corner of his mouth, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't you have dinner?"

"Ah?" Lu Weiming looked a little unnatural, endured the emptiness in his stomach and said stubbornly: "Oh, I ate it, but the cafeteria in your No. [-] middle school is not very good. According to my original school——"

There was a sudden "grunt" sound that was hard to ignore. The sound was hard to ignore. It was not easy to pretend that you didn't hear it. Lu Weiming's next words were suddenly interrupted.

Young Master Lu's expression changed instantly.

Holding the cake, Shaou watched him turn his face away stiffly, and then—the base of his ears turned red a little.

Me, fuck!Lu Weiming wondered if anyone could give him a piece of tofu!

Sha Ou tried his best not to let himself laugh out loud, and handed over the cheese bun in his hand: "Here you are."

Lu Weiming glanced at it with a sullen face, exerted all his self-control to control his hand that was about to move, and said coldly: "No."

"Aren't you hungry?"

He could hear the smile that was trying to be suppressed in Sha Gull's voice, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No..."

"Grumble-"

Sha Ou didn't hesitate, he stuffed the cheese bun directly into Lu Weiming's mouth, then turned his head away, very polite and restrained not to laugh out loud.

Lu Weiming was stunned by the sudden sweet smell, with the cheese bun in his mouth, looking at the thin shoulders of the person next to him trembling with laughter, he was a little dazed for a while.

fuck me?Dare this cold-hearted and inhuman learning machine laugh?

For a time, he thought that the muscles of Sha Ou's face had become stiff and necrotic.

Sha Ou laughed for a long time before he could barely stop, feeling that probing gaze was always on him, tried his best to restrain his smile, turned around and said, "What are you looking at? Eat quickly, finish your tutoring."

When he said this, there was still an imperceptible smile in his eyes, like a pool of spring water, suddenly pouring into those two-way cold and clear eyes, where the hot and cold meet, just like spring flowers in April , the frost melted quickly.

Lu Weiming let out a "huh", swallowed a mouthful of the cake, and blurted out: "Brother, please smile more from now on, it's so pretty."

The remaining smile in Sha Ou's eyes suddenly dissipated.

"Hey, it's really a face-changing speed like a mouse refresh, you..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Sha Ou took out a half-folded A3 paper from the book, and patted it on Lu Weiming's desk, "Do the questions after eating."

Lu Weiming stuffed the last mouthful of cheese buns into his mouth, took out a pack of tissues from his schoolbag, took out two and wiped his hands, then stretched out his long arms, and took the cheese bun packaging bag from Shaou's hand, Kneaded into a ball with the two paper towels, one raised his hand and pressed his wrist, the paper ball flew over several rows of desks, and fell steadily into the trash can placed by the back door of the classroom.

"Hey!" Wang Chen, the squad leader sitting next to the back door, was taken aback, and after realizing it, he shouted at Lu Weiming, "This is accurate, yes!"

Lu Weiming raised his eyebrows, and said politely: "The skills are average, one in the top three."

Wang Chen: "..." Really, modesty.

After teasing his classmates, Lu Weiming turned his gaze back to the A3 paper on the table.

He frowned and studied for a while, then numbly asked: "This, what is it?"

Shaou turned a blind eye to his coquettish operation just now, and calmly tapped the paper with the pen in his hand, and replied: "A summary of knowledge points, just a week after the start of school, and there are not many courses left. I summarized the key points and marked the corresponding page numbers in the textbook, and you can go back to the back of the book according to these summary entries.” He moved the tip of his pen a few inches to the side, and then said: “Here are the key sentence patterns and some difficult words in English. How to use, and a few practice questions, after you understand the key points, consolidate it."

Lu Weiming looked at the densely handwritten "knowledge treasure house", swallowed his saliva, turned the A3 paper over, pointed to the more horrifying back, and asked: "This, what is it?"

Sha Ou glanced at him with a look of "Are you blind?" and replied calmly, "This is a math problem."

Lu Weiming said in despair: "A whole face?"

Sha Ou calmly said: "Yes, a whole face." After a pause of two seconds, he explained again, "Mathematics focuses on the accumulation and application of formulas. Although there are not many new knowledge points this week, it can be applied to the process of solving problems. When I was in middle school, I would connect with the content I learned in the first year of high school, so if I want to quickly find out the gaps and make up for the omissions, I have to do more questions and find the knowledge blind spots in the sea of ​​questions tactics.”

Lu Weiming looked at the piece of paper with which he "should not know each other even if we met", his eyes were haggard, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Sha Ou added very conscientiously: "Don't be dazed, it's useless even if you stare at him until the end of time, hurry up, study two lessons late, and try to finish it."

Lu Weiming was stunned for a few seconds, and advised himself in his heart, even for the sake of the cheese bun, don't tear it up.

Then he turned the paper over, compared the page number marked on the first row of knowledge points on the front, and pulled out the history book.

"What are you doing?" Sha Ou frowned and stopped him: "I'll save the previous content for you to check when you get home at night." He directly reached out and turned the paper over, and pointed with Xiubai's finger, "Do this first for evening self-study. .”

Lu Weiming couldn't help retorting: "What's the difference!"

Sha Ou: "It's not the same."

He looked solemn, and his tone was unassailable. With that demeanor, Lu Weiming vaguely felt a sense of familiarity.

"..." Lu Weiming was confused for a moment, and asked vaguely: "Hey, do you know Lu Zhengting?"

Sand Gull: "???"

"I don't know, who?"

"......My Father."

Sandgull: "..."

Feeling tired in an instant.

Toy knife, Northeast Goose, your dad.

If you have any Pokémon in your family, let's make a show together.