Look at that pair of school grass

On the second day of the sports meeting, the weather was not good.

Since dawn, the sky has been covered with a layer of dust, and the body temperature is much lower than the day before.

In autumn, the tigers died down, and occasionally a gust of wind blew through, making people feel cool. People on the playground were rolled up in the fallen leaves and tightened their coats.

The playground in the early morning was not as lively as yesterday, coupled with the cloudy and cold wind, it finally had some bleakness that autumn should have.

Fortunately, the passionate BGM has been resounding through the loudspeakers on all sides of the playground, and the announcer’s loud and emotional voice is wrapped in the battle song-like BGM to read the broadcast script, so that the sports meeting maintains the basic vitality.

Su An had the 100-meter hurdles final in the morning. She stepped on the dot and appeared in the base camp of Class 6 of Senior High School. She yawned all over the place. Her brown curly hair, which had been washed a few times and was not so curly, was hanging on her head. She was neglected and looked like a human being. Very listless.

"Hey, Brother An." Shen Zhi was leaning on the table and talking to Meng Ying with a playful smile. When he saw Su An coming, he raised his head to greet him, glanced up and down, and teased him, "What's the matter, you are listless, you were a thief last night gone?"

Su An glanced at him and yawned again, with bloodshot eyes faintly visible in his eyes, he casually pulled a chair and slumped on it: "It's okay, I just didn't sleep well."

He would never talk about being so excited that he couldn't fall asleep. It sounded no different from a child who was too excited before going to bed and wet the bed.

Last night, Su An lay on the bed, closed his eyes and began to replay the experience of the day, from the morning change to the final 4×400m championship.

After two rounds of playing in this way, Su An opened his eyes and stared at the blurred outline of the ceiling chandelier, and suddenly realized that he seemed to be insomnia.

People are like this, once they find that they can't fall asleep, they will want to force themselves to fall asleep even more, and the more they force themselves, the harder it is to fall asleep.

So much so that in the end, I don't even know how I usually fall asleep.

Wrapped in the quilt, she tossed and rolled on the bed a few times, and Su An also thought about it, since she couldn't sleep, she might as well play with her mobile phone, so she couldn't waste the good time at night.

He fumbled for the mobile phone on the bedside table in the dark, subconsciously opened the post bar, and was immediately covered by a pile of pictures.

This time, it was four o'clock in the morning.

If it was normal, Su An would probably just sleep like this until he woke up naturally, and then get up slowly, depending on the situation, he would decide whether to be late or simply absent.

But the next morning there was his hurdle final. Su An thought about it carefully for a while, and felt that he didn't want to give up his ranking, so he could only show up on the playground on time.

"Are you okay?" Qi Wenxuan arrived with Su An. He slowly squatted beside Su An's chair and looked up at him, "Why are you so sleepy? Don't run halfway and fall asleep later."

On the way to school together just now, Qi Wenxuan saw Su An riding a bicycle with his eyes half-closed, and he was terrified to see him.

"It's hard to say." Su An straightened his upper body, and then leaned forward on the table like a mollusc, collapsing into a puddle, "I'll sleep for a while, how long is it until I compete..."

"Half an hour." Liu Chengwei looked at the schedule and then at Su An, with a worried expression on his face, "Can you run like this?"

"It's just sleepy, it's not that my leg is broken." Su An said with a muffled buzz in his arms, "I'll be the first one right away to show you."

Sleeping on the table in this lively environment is like sleeping in a classroom between classes. You can hear everything that happens around you, and even the subtle sounds in the noise can be heard very clearly because only the sense of hearing is left to perceive. clear.

But everything would be mingled with darkness and trance-dreams, veiled by the proximity.

"Wang Xinba's discus starts at about the same time as Su An, what about others?"

Su An heard the voice of the sports committee in a daze, and he worriedly started looking for people all over the place.

"Shen Zhi, go and ask the rostrum to help the radio find someone." Liu Chengwei ordered yesterday's coup.

"Okay!" Shen Zhi was very happy to do this kind of work, and decided to use Su An's new nickname for Wang Xinba to activate the summoning technique this time.

I don't know if it's because he doesn't want to be driven by the strong desire to publicize his new name, Shen Zhi just turned around and bumped into Wang Xinba who was walking over, he sighed and felt a little disappointed.

"Discus thrower, here you come." Shen Zhi greeted in a teasing tone.

As the name suggests, the discus thrower has a discus-like face. Since he entered the base camp, the voices of the girls who were talking with him have all become quieter.

He looked around impatiently, not knowing what he was looking for, when he suddenly saw Su An lying on the table, frowned in doubt, and asked strangely: "What's wrong with him?"

Su An could vaguely feel that he was asking herself, but she didn't even bother to move a finger, she lay down and pretended to be dead.

It is surprising that Wang Xinba still cares about his classmates.

Surprised, Meng Ying explained: "Su An is a little tired, he..."

While speaking, Qi Wenxuan took off his coat and lightly covered Su An's body, raised his index finger to his lips, and whispered to the surroundings: "Let him sleep for a while."

Meng Ying closed her voice, turned her head, and continued to whisper with the girls what they had just said.

The coat carried the body temperature and the fresh smell of laundry detergent. Under the wrapping of the warm breath, Su An's fingers curled up beside his head loosened, as if he had really fallen asleep for a while.

Strange to say, when I was woken up again, it was only 10 minutes before I lay down, but the world seemed much clearer.

Su An stretched comfortably, the jacket slipped off his body, he quickly caught it again, and returned it to Qi Wenxuan who was sitting next to him.

The latter only wore a sports short-sleeved upper body, and Su An suddenly felt a little sorry: "Put it on quickly, don't catch a cold."

Qi Wenxuan took the sleeve and just smiled: "Is it better?"

Su An nodded, untied his coat and threw it on the table. The huge "44" on the back of the short-sleeved T-shirt was bright red and eye-catching. He bent his arm and squeezed out his biceps and patted it: "Wait and fire a salute for me!" .”

"Well, it's not bad, it's quite hard." Qi Wenxuan cooperated with him pinching the bulging muscles, and said with a smile, "Then you want to run with your arms?"

After finishing speaking, a picture appeared in the heads of both of them at the same time.

Emmmmm beautiful.

The sports committee didn't have any games anymore, but they were still very busy. They just took Wang Xinba to the discus final venue and came back to catch Su An.

"Wait, I'll warm up." Su An slowly began to stretch his legs.

It wasn't until the broadcast began to urge that Su An put on his coat. After walking two steps, the coat was blown up by the wind behind him, with its own special effects.

Boss Su, who was looking for faults, led a group of younger brothers to the competition venue, threw away his coats, and stepped onto the brick-red plastic track.

The expressions of the players next to them were a little subtle.

"Brother An!" Standing on the side of the runway, Shen Zhi once again held up the sign that appeared yesterday, "Come on!"

It was too confusing yesterday so I didn't look carefully, but now Su An can see clearly that Shen Zhi used a cardboard that was removed from an unknown cardboard box as a sign, and the black marker was thickly painted with "Brother An is the most handsome! Come on, Brother An! "A few large characters.

Everyone stared at his sign, and it was Shen Zhi who was being looked at, but Su An's sense of shame, whose name was hung on it, did not decrease at all.

Fortunately, Su An was thick-skinned enough to smile calmly against countless scorching gazes.

"Brother An, I'll wait for you at the finish line!" Shouted Shen Zhi, holding up a sign and running towards the finish line, not forgetting to cheer up while running, "Brother An, come on!"

Some of the onlookers in the class also ran to the finish line with him, cheering unevenly.

Driven by them, the students in other classes were not to be outdone, and the loud ones took the lead in shouting slogans, and there was a lot of excitement around the track.

The game hadn't started yet, and the "support group" seemed to be fighting first, and even directly affected Wang Xinba, who was playing on the other side of the discus court. He frowned and muttered something, and threw the discus Throw it far.

The school record was directly thrown out.

The record-breaking Wang Xinba himself and the referee were taken aback at the same time.

"Everyone, get ready for—"

On the runway, the small flag in the referee's hand was raised high.

"run!"

The moment the athletes jumped out, the voices of the surrounding fans cheering suddenly rose, more excited than the players on the field.

Su An didn't look sideways, but this time it was indeed different from yesterday. Even so, he could always see a figure at the same speed as him from the corner of the eye. It seemed that there were people who were a little faster than him.

"Brother An, come on!!!"

Shen Zhi's sign was held high near the finish line and swayed from side to side, shouting with a straight voice, hovering at the breaking point.

Su An gritted his teeth and exerted more force on his feet. He didn't want to lose to the people next to him for the remaining four hurdles.

Four……

The acceleration disrupted the rhythm a bit, and Su An felt unnatural for a moment when he stepped down to the next hurdle.

three……

He heard another sound of something falling to the ground not far away, followed by a louder sound.

Yes, someone fell down again.

two……

There was only one difference. From the corner of the eye, Su An saw that the speed of the people next to him seemed to be at the same level as his, and Su An felt a little impatient.

One... to suffer.

When taking off, Su An realized something was wrong, but the speed was too fast to adjust. At the moment of landing, Su An frowned very briefly. The remaining few steps rushed to the finish line with inertia, but only his left foot was able to use his strength. The pain in the right ankle was excruciating.

Stumbling twice, Su An managed to avoid falling, and moved towards the edge of the track with one foot. Several people who had been waiting at the finish line immediately surrounded him. Shen Zhi immediately threw the sign and supported Su An faster than anyone else: "An Brother, how are you, did you sprain your ankle?"

Behind him, the referee announced that No.1 was Su An’s classmate on the next track. Su An was a little faster than him in the last column, but the final sprain affected his speed. Su An finally came in second with a gap of [-] seconds. two.

"Tsk." Su An expressed dissatisfaction.

"The second is also very powerful." Meng Ying comforted him, took out a tissue moistened with mineral water and pasted it on his gradually red and swollen ankle, "Shen Zhi, let's go, let's take him to the infirmary together."

"Let me come." Before Meng Ying reached out to help, Qi Wenxuan had already pulled up an arm to support Su An, "Does it hurt, do you want to carry you?"

As Qi Wenxuan said, he was about to squat down and put the person on his back. Su An hurriedly waved his hands: "It's not that it's not, it's not broken after a twist. If you carry me in, the school doctor may think I have to amputate."

Qi Wenxuan laughed, not forcing him, Su An opened his arms towards Shen Zhi: "Da Zhi, come here and give me a support."

Shen Zhi responded to the call, and obediently leaned over to serve Su An as a crutch.

One tall and one short sandwiched Su An in the middle, the figures of the three heading towards the infirmary once again formed a standard mobile signal.