After wearing the book, every day is a Shura field

The Ninth Middle School has always had a tradition of shooting competitions. There must be one every semester, and the three grades, senior one to senior three, will be arranged separately. The competition will be divided into sections, and the finals will be integrated. Finally, the champion will be selected and generous rewards will be given.

The preliminary round is scheduled for this Friday, the next Friday will enter the semi-finals, and the next week will be the finals.

I am willing to walk into the shooting range in the south of the school with Ji You, and listen to his popular science while walking.

Speaking of this, Ji You asked: "Yes, are you really sure you want to participate, are you kidding?"

Le Yue nodded and said, "I'm all standing here, do you seem to be joking?"

After finishing speaking, according to the house number given by the squad leader, he pushed open the door of the lounge.

Each player has his own lounge, and during the game, he needs to wear a uniform uniform, and each lounge has been equipped with a replacement game suit.

Happy to open the closet and take out the race suit.

With an expression of "I'm so worried about you, brother", Ji You said, "Yes, it's not that I don't believe in your level, it's really..."

It's just that your level is too low. Doesn't taking part in the shooting mean sending you up and being hammered?

He didn't say the second half of the sentence. He knew that he was willing to be arrogant, and he would not look back if he didn't hit the south wall, but he sent him to the door to be laughed at, so why bother.

I was happy to see that he was still full of worries, so I pressed him to sit on the single-seater sofa and said, "The most important thing you should do now is to spend time thinking about it, and when I win the championship, treat me to something to celebrate."

Ji You was speechless.

He still wanted to speak, and he was willing to interrupt directly: "In another 10 minutes, go to the back school gate and help me pick someone up."

After finishing speaking, I added another sentence, "When you go to pick up people, stop by the XX drink shop at the back school gate to buy a cup of hot milk. Remember, asking the clerk to add three points of sugar, one point more, one point less, will not work. "

Ji You leaned back on the sofa, and said unwillingly: "Who, it's so troublesome to pick it up."

After saying that, he seemed to think of something, sat up straight immediately, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Le is here? Is the hot milk for him?"

To be honest, he was a little scared of Le Zhengkai, he was tall and had a big temper. When he was in junior high school, he went to bars secretly with Le Zhengkai, and was caught by Le Zhengkai, and he was beaten by Le Zhengkai. His ass almost exploded. As long as Kai's temper comes up, there is no distinction between closeness and closeness, and everyone will suffer.

Thinking of him, Ji You felt pain all over his body, and even recalled the childhood dominated by Le Zhengkai, it was a shadow of childhood!

Seeing that he was always ready to run away, he happily shook his head and said, "It's my brother."

Ji You sat back steadily again, "That kid Le Chi is going to watch your game today? It seems like I haven't seen him for a long time."

Le Yue said: "He is busy chasing girls, so he doesn't have time to watch my game. It's not him, it's a kid I know."

Ji You looked puzzled, "A new kid?"

Yue Yue nodded and said, "When you catch someone, give him the hot milk, and then take him to the auditorium next to the arena."

Ji You casually agreed, "All right, all right, take care of yourself."

After changing into the competition uniform, if you are happy, go to the backstage, where all the participants will gather together.

After a while, Le Yue adjusted his collar and entered the backstage.

There are already a lot of people participating in the competition sitting here, all of them are high school students. The other two grades are not here, and they can only be seen in the finals.

The red game suit is extremely eye-catching, and I don’t know what the designer thinks. The red and black color scheme is not too bad, but the version is really worrying.

Lean closed his eyes, then compared his race number to his seat and waited.

As soon as he sat down, he was patted on the shoulder.

Turning around, it was Zhao Rui'an with a hippie smile.

Zhao Rui'an sat in the vacant seat on the right of Le Yue familiarly, and said, "You also come to participate."

Wherever there is him, there must be Linfeng City, this is an iron law.

Before I was willing to look up, a person sat down on the left, coughed with a sense of presence, and then, a deep and pleasant voice sounded: "You are the only one in your class?"

willing:"???"

Doesn't each class require one person to participate?

Hearing this, Zhao Ruian coughed violently, and interrupted, "Ah Cheng, each class is attended by one person."

Lin Fengcheng pursed his lower lip, rubbed the back of his neck, and said disgustedly: "You don't need to remind me, I know."

The corner of Zhao Rui'an's mouth twitched, and he said to himself, your flirting skills are so clumsy!I'm going to die of embarrassment!

Happy to say: "I'll try."

Lin Fengcheng looked away suddenly, tapped his fingers rhythmically on the edge of the seat, and said: "Before you trained barely, you could win that kind of river in my house, but there are so many good people in this competition, you come join us!" What a buzz."

After a moment of silence, he lightly stroked the surface of the metal seat with his fingers, lowered his eyes, and asked with different emotions in his tone, "You know I'm coming too, so you came?"

Zhao Ruian poked him with a happy face behind his back, blinked again, and hinted frantically with his lips: Brother, you can shut up.

Before Lin Fengcheng could understand it, he was willing to talk.

Le Yue smiled politely and said, "You must have misunderstood, but I'm actually a little interested in that championship prize."

Lin Fengcheng: "..."

Zhao Ruian covered his eyes, he could hardly see Lin Fengcheng's serious expression.

Le Yue didn't think that a few meals could change Lin Fengcheng's view of him, and he thought that this was another way to find fault, and thought it was right to show off quickly.

He smiled and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to buy a bottle of water."

As soon as the ending sound fell, the person has already walked out of the seat quickly.

Zhao Rui'an was dumbfounded, and he said after a while, "Ah Cheng, do you think he hates me or you?"

Halfway through speaking, he yelled again: "Why are you staring at me again? Your temper has become more and more strange recently. It's because Shen Ruofei has no time to pester you. You are living too comfortably?"

Lin Fengcheng rested his hands stretched on the back of the seat, raised his jaw slightly, and stared at Zhao Rui'an with a dangerous expression.

He didn't say a word, Zhao Ruian immediately surrendered, "Brother, you are right, I was wrong."

Hearing this, Lin Fengcheng raised his eyebrows, looked over the crowd, and followed his wishes.

The young man with a straight figure shuttled among the crowd, his thin figure was outlined in the red and dark suit, and the bright colors covered his body, which would not be too gaudy, but instead called him heroic, dazzling and dazzling, which made people feel Difficult to look away.

Zhao Ruian looked at it for a moment, then leaned closer and asked, "Why, are you interested in him? Hey, Ah Cheng, don't tell me you're going to be reduced to Zhenxiang, who ignores you today and makes you unable to climb up tomorrow?"

Lin Fengcheng withdrew his gaze, pushed his handsome face away, and said angrily: "What are you talking about, what eye do you see that I am interested in him! Go to the doctor for short-sightedness."

Zhao Rui'an thought to himself, I've lost sight of both of my eyes, and you couldn't bear to roll your eyes when you stared at him just now.

Seeing that Zhao Ruian still had doubts on his face, he immediately said, "Hmph, I'm going to buy a bottle of water, and I'm thirsty because of you, so don't bother me with you."

After speaking, he stood up and quickly walked out of the seating area. He sprained his foot on the way, but immediately stood firm and strode out of the backstage.

Zhao Rui'an smiled deeply.

I am willing to buy a bottle of orange juice from the vending machine, and stand by the window, overlooking the green plants.

I have been looking at the past of the original owner last night, I used my eyes too much, and today my eyes are still sore and uncomfortable.

He rolled his eyes as he drank.

Suddenly, I was willing to see a person sneaking out from the back door of the shooting gallery, and the back was somewhat familiar.

Just as he was thinking, someone yelled in his ear.

"Hey, I've called you several times, why are you ignoring me?"

Le Yue turned his head, saw Lin Fengcheng standing next to him, and said, "Sorry, I was thinking about something, but I didn't notice it."

Lin Fengcheng raised his eyebrows, leaning his back against the window sill, looking slightly sideways at Le Yue, and asked with an uncomfortable expression: "Why are your eyes so red?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked softly and a little helplessly, "Are you... crying?"

willing:"?"

I don't know what he was imagining, and he shook his head blankly.

Lin Fengcheng didn't speak, he raised his head and took a sip of the canned Sprite in his hand.

He pursed his lips, looking for something to say, and said: "You have practiced well in shooting, so you may not be able to win the championship, but the runner-up should be fine."

Le Yue was puzzled for a while, and thought to himself, what the hell is he talking about?

He replied politely: "Thank you."

Looking at Lin Fengcheng's unnatural expression, Yue Yue suddenly realized that this person must be apologizing for what he said just now, right?

Lin Fengcheng took a few more sips of Sprite, finished it quickly, and then held the empty can in his palm, crunching and deforming it.

Happy heart shakes, what's the situation, do you want to fight?

Immediately afterwards, Lin Fengcheng took a deep breath and said, "The championship prize, if you really want..."

Originally, the volume of his words was not high, and the ending sound was getting lower and lower, so Le Yue couldn't hear clearly at all, and looked at him in a daze.

"What did you say? I didn't hear very clearly."

He actually didn't hear it at all!

Lin Fengcheng turned his head, his eyes met Le's, and he raised his voice, "I just said, that award—"

"There are still a few minutes before the senior group competition starts, all contestants please gather at the competition venue!"

A loud voice announcement cut off his words.

At the end of the speech, a melodious and soothing music began to play slowly to relieve everyone's tension.

Happy to ask: "There are no big voices now, you can talk about it."

At this moment, freshman high school players came out from the backstage in twos and threes, and a boy saw them from a distance and urged, "What are you two still doing, it's time to compete."

Lin Fengcheng glanced at the boy who was talking, then turned his head and said, "It's nothing."

Le Yue checked the time on his phone and said, "Then I'll go there first."

After he finished speaking, he went to the arena first.

After Le Yue left, Lin Fengcheng Danfeng stared at the boys who were walking towards him, with an extremely unhappy expression on his face.

When the boys passed by, a deformed soda can suddenly fell in front of them, they stopped quickly, and the boy who spoke just now looked over with dissatisfaction, "I'm sick, you—"

When he saw that the person leaning against the window was Lin Fengcheng, his attitude immediately turned 180 degrees, "So it's Brother Feng, what are you doing here? The competition is about to start, let's go there together."

Lin Fengcheng glared at them with a cold face, walked over to pick up the can, made a long shot, and with a "bang", a hole was smashed out of the plastic trash can.

Several boys: "..."

They looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

Lin Fengcheng glanced at them, and said, "We will look at the occasion when we talk later."

Several boys: "???"

After Lin Fengcheng finished speaking, he moved his long legs and walked towards the arena.

Not far away, in the corridor at the corner, Zhao Ruian, with his arms crossed, chuckled, "It's interesting."

The author has something to say: Lin Fengcheng: It’s over, he cried after I said a few words

Xiaoying: (Knife Lifting.jpg)

Yu Bai: I want to see him cry

willing:……

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