Look at that pair of school grass

"The men's 100-meter hurdles players are invited to gather on the track. The competition is about to begin. Repeat, the men's 100-meter hurdles players are invited to gather on the track. The competition is about to begin..."

The bright sun has moved from the roof of the teaching building to the center of the playground. It is almost noon, and finally it is the last game in the morning.

Su An had been bored watching several waves of other people's races on the side of the track, and watched them set up the hurdle field. Now he was wearing short-sleeved sports shorts and standing on the starting line, gearing up.

With the expression, it seems to be fighting.

The students who were near the runway looked at him frequently, and moved a little to the side unobtrusively.

However, Qi Wenxuan knew that this classmate seldom did preparatory activities before fighting, and basically punched him unexpectedly.

"Brother An, come on!" Shen Zhi shouted from the side, "I'll wait for you at the finish line!"

The 100-meter runway, Shen Zhi said as if he was going to pick up someone at the finish line of the marathon.

"Come on, Su An!" Meng Ying brought a few girls to watch the game. She had just finished the last event, and the blush on her face after exercising hadn't disappeared, and her whole body was overflowing with the youthful vitality of a girl.

Su An smiled and waved to everyone, and said to a few girls holding up their cameras, "Take a better picture of me~"

Then, he turned his head and found Qi Wenxuan who was outside the crowd, his eyes were bright, as if he was waiting for something.

Qi Wenxuan understood, and smiled: "Come on."

Only then was Su An satisfied, and stretched out his arms towards Qi Wenxuan, naughty and inexplicably proudly raised a thumb with his fingertips curled back.

"Get in position, get ready—run!"

At the referee's order, the six boys on the runway kicked off at the same time, their bare calf muscles tensed, and their young figures turned into bolts of running lightning, galloping on the brick-red runway.

For the school sports meeting, Su An had practiced hurdles alone in the previous physical education class. At the beginning, she would knock down the hurdles from time to time, but after quickly adapting to the height, she became proficient.

Once the obstacle run is familiar with the terrain, it is not much different from flat ground.

Su An only saw the finish line and the ten hurdles between him and the finish line, and the noise outside the runway was automatically blocked in his ears.

The moment he jumped up the hurdle, his heartbeat was suspended in the air for a moment, and he felt like he was about to fly.

There was an abnormal sound not far away, and at the same time, the audience outside the runway also exclaimed. It is estimated that someone tripped over the railing.

Everything in Su An's ears was mixed with the wind in his ears, and he silently counted the remaining columns, his heart beating violently with the rhythm of running.

five……

Four……

three……

two……

"Brother An, come on!"

Shen Zhi, who was standing at the finish line waiting for the athlete, was more excited than the athlete himself, jumping up and down, looking like he wanted to help the athlete break through the finish line.

One!

After crossing the last hurdle, Su An's speed did not slow down, and he rushed forward two steps suddenly, and after crossing the finish line, he rushed several meters due to inertia before slowly stopping.

He turned his head on his knees, but before he stood up straight, Shen Zhi cheered and laughed, rushed over and jumped up, almost hanging on Su An's body from behind, and his voice exploded behind Su An's head: "Brother An is awesome! one!"

Su An was almost knocked down by him, and angrily threw him off: "Kneel down and call Dad."

"Dad!" Shen Zhi shouted sincerely.

"Hey." Qi Wenxuan heard such a call as soon as he walked over, and took advantage of it casually.

Only then did Su An laugh, and ordered Shen Zhi: "Son, be good, go and get a bottle of water for the fathers."

As soon as Shen Zhi turned around like a dog, Meng Ying led a group of girls to surround her. After a while, she pushed Shen Zhi to the side, making a half-circle around Su An and Qi Wenxuan.

The leader, Meng Ying, handed Su An a bottle of water: "Here."

Su An thanked him for taking it, unscrewed the bottle cap and gulped it down. A little water leaked from the bottle mouth rolled together with the sweat on his neck, and it reflected glisteningly in the sun.

"Drink slowly, no one will compete with you." Meng Ying looked up at him and said with a smile, "Su An, you run really fast. It seems that we may win the relay race this afternoon."

"And you are so proficient at crossing. Only two people in the group just did not knock down the hurdle." Another girl said.

"It's because their legs are too short." Su An taunted and screwed on the bottle cap, and asked casually, "Who is the other one?"

"Here, it's No.2." The girl pointed to a group of people beside her, "The one from Class [-], but he's two seconds behind you."

Two seconds in the sprint is not a result that can be easily caught up, Su An lightly crossed that person off the opponent's list.

"By the way, can I interview you on behalf of the majority of friends?" Meng Ying picked up another bottle of water as a microphone and held it in front of Su An, "Excuse me, Su An, who won the No. What is the feeling?"

Su An cleared her throat and showed a standard smile to the non-existent camera: "First of all, I would like to thank my mother, without her I would not be in this world, and then I would like to thank the school and the sports committee for giving me this opportunity ,And then……"

He turned his head and blinked at Qi Wenxuan: "I would also like to thank my good brother Brother Xuan for his silent support behind me. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be here today."

Qi Wenxuan stared at him silently, his expression can be described in one sentence: as long as you are happy.

"...What about me?" Shen Zhi made a weak voice outside the crowd, but no one cared.

Because the girls couldn't help taking out their phones to record this scene, they even thought about the title of today's post.

"Okay, okay, the interview time is over." Without waiting for the situation to continue, Shen Zhi squeezed into the encirclement, pretended to stop in front of Su An, and said to a group of girls, "Our Su University athletes are going to rest. Ask me any questions, I am his manager..."

"Shen Zhi, go away." The girl smiled and hit him, "You blocked the camera!"

Shen Zhi held his head up, and blocked it even more fiercely when he heard the words, his nostrils were all staring at people in the camera.

Qi Wenxuan gently hooked Su An's finger with his hand at his side. Su An received the signal, and the two silently retreated from the side.

This is No. 1 in the group stage. If they come first in the finals, maybe this group of people will be in a bad mood.

Qi Wenxuan walked behind Su An, saw his hair wet with sweat, stepped forward and threw the coat on his shoulders to Su An: "Put it on, don't catch a cold."

"Oh, I forgot." Su An took the jacket and wiped her face with the jacket very imprecisely before putting it on, "There is no game in the morning, go to eat?"

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Qi Wenxuan asked.

"Just the school cafeteria." Su An thought for a while and said, "I'm too lazy to go far."

In the whole morning competition, apart from Su An and Wang Xinba, who threw the discus, there was no third student from Class 6 of senior high school who stood out in the group stage, so they stopped the preliminaries.

Others were not surprised, but the sports committee was surprised by this result.

"What's the matter with you, little brother?" Shen Zhi folded his arms and pushed his glasses, examining them with pretended serious eyes.

Liu Chengwei said embarrassingly: "I fell on the track..."

……

It's okay to fall on the ground with a dignified body.

In any case, the dream of Class 6 ([-]) of senior high school to dominate the whole school with the total score of the school sports meeting can be said to have died so far.

"It doesn't matter, as long as the students do their best, we don't need to fight for the first place." Lao Zheng, the homeroom teacher, saw the game and said with a very Buddhist smile, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

It was in stark contrast to the blushing and thick-necked head teacher of the fifth class next to him to boost morale.

"Class five's grades are much worse than ours." Shen Zhi whispered into Su An's ear, "That's why their class teacher wants to get a good grade in the school sports meeting to save face, hey... well-developed limbs, but a simple mind .”

Su An lowered her eyes and glanced at Shen Zhi, thinking that their class's academic performance was better than that of Class Five, and it seemed that it had nothing to do with him or Shen Zhi who had been lagging behind for thousands of years, rather than being led by a few big bosses.

A scumbag said that others had strong limbs and simple minds, and Shen Zhi's face was getting thicker and thicker.

"Brother An, why are you looking at me like this?" Shen Zhi said halfway, looking at Su An strangely.

Su An sighed softly, and patted Shen Zhi on the head like his own stupid son: "It's okay."

All the finals are tomorrow, and the 4-meter long-distance race, which is so eye-catching and difficult for the heroes, is also tomorrow. This afternoon is still the group qualifiers for various other events, as well as the 400×[-]-meter race that will determine the winner. relay.

The closer the game got, the more Lu Xiaocheng became more nervous. She was so nervous that Su An felt tense for her, and couldn't help comforting her: "Run around as you please, just leave it to me and brother Xuan , I didn't expect to..."

"And me." Meng Ying also comforted her, "Chengcheng, you were pulled by us to make up the numbers, so don't stress."

Lu Xiaocheng: "..."

There is no pressure anymore, but what is this inexplicable feeling of being looked down upon?

When it really came to the start of the race, Lu Xiaocheng held the first baton, stood on the starting line and took a deep breath, her eyes were burning and she was full of fighting spirit.

"Prepare - run!"

The first bat rushed out collectively, and the whole playground boiled instantly. There were many more people on the competition track accompanying the runners on the inner lawn. The boys' voices were loud, and the girls' voices were hoarse, all cheering for the athletes in their class.

"Come on, Chengcheng!" Meng Ying followed Lu Xiaocheng with her gaze, and shouted with her hands clasped together like a trumpet.

"The second bat is in place!" The referee teacher shouted, Meng Ying was busy standing on the track of her class, the first bat over there was the fastest and had already run more than half a lap, Lu Xiaocheng was in the middle position, and was holding back her red Face chasing the pace of the person in front.

"Don't worry, just run around, we're behind you." Su An reassured Meng Ying.

Their strategy is very simple, that is, let the girls with poor physical strength run first, and how many girls can run, and the two of them will be responsible for chasing after them, and how many girls can catch up.

When talking about Buddhism, it is another matter when running.

Su An watched the two girls complete the handover in front of him, Meng Ying rushed out without stopping, Lu Xiaocheng took two steps panting, and sat down on the ground.

"The third rod is in place!"

Su An's gaze followed Meng Ying's dancing ponytail, and she stood on the track.

Meng Ying even caught up with the distance a bit. When Qi Wenxuan rushed towards Su An, from the perspective of a bystander, she almost felt that she could directly knock Su An into the air, and lifted it to the throat in one breath.

"Su An will continue!" She yelled out of breath and majesticly, and accurately inserted the baton into Su An's hand stretched out to her, "Come on, come on!"

Infected by her aura, Su An yelled and flew out in a [-]-meter sprint, startling the students on the next track.

"Brother An, come on!" Shen Zhi roared loudly, echoing Su An perfectly.

He didn't know where he got a sign that said "Brother An is the most handsome, come on, Brother An", and he held it up as if to support the concert, which made Su An look at it and was almost discouraged.

"It's over with you!" Su An ran past him with the wind, and shouted with a smile.

Shen Zhi also laughed, and ran after holding the sign.

"The last stick, get in place!"

Qi Wenxuan took off his coat and threw it on the side of the playground, and stood on the track.

In the distance, his Su Xiaoan was carrying a baton like a leopard from the middle to the upper reaches, the distance between him and the first or second was getting shorter and shorter, his face was blushing, and the corners of his mouth were still rising in the wind even now when he was interrupted by Shen Zhi with.

About 50 meters away, he shouted from a distance: "Xuan-brother-!"

Qi Wenxuan stretched out his hand towards him, and for a moment he really wanted to bypass the passing baton who came one step ahead, and bump the running figure behind him into his arms.

This kind of thought passed in a moment, Qi Wenxuan took the baton steadily, his palms were warmed by the transmitted temperature, and amidst the loud cheers from the surroundings, he further shortened the distance from the person in front.

After one third of the run, Qi Wenxuan was already on par with No.2.

In the last 100 meters, Qi Wenxuan was only one meter away from No.1.

Shen Zhi also held up a sign to support Su An, shouting without hesitation: "Brother Xuan, come on! Fuck him! Fuck that number one!"

Su An stood at the finish line, staring closely at the two people at the front who would not allow anyone to compete secretly, couldn't help stomping his feet fiercely, and shouted: "Brother Xuan, come on!"

Still 30 meters away.

Shen Zhi has already shouted out.

20 m.

Su An couldn't hear anything clearly, and her ears were filled with the girl's screams changing the tone.

ten meters.

"Su An!" Qi Wenxuan shouted, "Get out of the way!"

At the moment when he crossed the finish line, Su An not only didn't let go, but opened his arms to catch Qi Wenxuan who was rushing forward due to inertia. He was also led back two steps and couldn't stand firmly. On the red plastic track.

"Brother Xuan! We won!" Su An was pressed to the ground by Qi Wenxuan, feeling no pain at all, hugging him and slapping his back wildly, "Win, win!"

The surrounding area has also exploded, and a group of people gathered around. Even the head teacher's eyes lit up with excitement.

"Why are you crazy?" Qi Wenxuan was still out of breath, got up angrily and laughed, and pulled Su An up, "Did you fall?"

Su An shouted: "I'm happy!"

Before Su An finished speaking, she was suddenly hugged by Shen Zhi through the crowd with a suffocating bear.

And it was not enough for him to hug one, he turned around and opened his arms to Qi Wenxuan.

Qi Wenxuan raised his hand to put a distance on his forehead: "Ugly refusal."

Shen Zhi was neither injured nor discouraged, shifted his target, and opened his arms to Meng Ying and Lu Xiaocheng: "Two sisters!"

"Go away!" Meng Ying pushed him away dumbfounded.

Shen Dazhi wanted to take advantage of the chaos to embrace the heart of Sima Zhao, the girl he liked, which was clearly revealed.

That night, the school’s post bar lived up to expectations, and the pictures of the school sports meeting were overwhelming, and the title of one of the posts was: [Shock!Grade 6 ([-]) class grass cos prince and princess, embrace each other after the relay race! 】

After taking a shower, Qi Wenxuan leaned on the bed and swiped his phone, went in with a blank expression, paused for a while, and silently pressed a bunch of save buttons.

The author has something to say: I don’t know what to say, so I wish them a happy marriage for a hundred years

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Tomorrow it will return to normal at 9:00 am to update~☆