Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

The preparations for the sports meeting were in full swing, and the running activities were canceled during the big class break, and changed to phalanx and entrance training.

There is still more than half an hour to practice for one set, and because of overall planning, it is often necessary to wait in place.What used to be a painful run around the school between classes suddenly became a place for entertainment.

Song Huai was tall, with a good temperament and appearance, and was originally going to be recommended to be a poker player.But because he himself was not very willing to show his face, the sports committee had no choice but to dismiss this idea.

Many girls didn't know the inside story and thought it was because the sports committee had no vision, so they complained about him for a long time.

On this day, everyone put on school uniforms to rehearse the phalanx. In a sea of ​​deep blue, only the end of the fourth class had an extra touch of sky blue.

When the whole class stopped at their seats, the sports committee quietly walked to the back and asked, "God Xue, didn't the teacher borrow a school uniform for you last time? Why didn't you wear it today? The director asked me just now."

Song Huai said, "I washed it in the water, but it's not dry yet."

Unfortunately, the weather on the day Song Huai picked up the clothes was still sunny, but the next day it turned cloudy, and the temperature dropped for two consecutive days, resulting in the clothes not being dried yet.

"Okay, but you have to wear it on the day of the sports meeting, and you have to take pictures." The sports committee asked again, "Have you tried the size? If it doesn't fit, you have to change it quickly."

Song Huai groaned.

Said it was trying on clothes, but it didn't count.

He had just put on his shirt and trousers, before he had time to try on a suit, and he didn't know which tendon Meng Xi had put on wrongly, so he suddenly ran over and took the clothes away, refusing to let him try on any more, and hated that his clothes were not wet , and disliked that his shirt was too ugly.

In short, there are a lot of reasons, just to see what he doesn't like, so I have to let him change back.

Song Huai had no choice but to give up after being quarreled with by him.

The length of the trousers and the waistline are just right. Although the clothes have not been worn yet, they are about the same.

He nodded and replied, "Probably."

Sports Committee: "?"

What, what should be?

He, the second monk, was puzzled, but Song Huai didn't intend to chat, and the sports committee couldn't ask the beginning and the end, so he went back with a blank face.

"Class 14 is about to enter the arena... the boy in the third row, lift up his legs for me!"

The director's loud voice came from the radio, and through the surrounding loudspeakers, it shocked the entire playground like waves.

Song Huai raised his head, lowered his parallel gaze by two or three centimeters, and successfully saw the back of Meng Xi's head.

Her black hair fluttered in the wind, soft as a wicker leaf.

This autumn wind blew for two or three days, blowing away the dandelions in the corner of the playground[1][Dandelions in some areas in the south still have a full fruit period from September to October, and they can float when they enter this stage. ], blowing away the haze that has not gone for days, and blowing people's laziness, finally blowing the sports meeting.

Early this morning, before Song Huai woke up, Meng Xi got up to change his school uniform.

For this grand occasion, he also specially bought a full-length mirror, so that he can appreciate his handsomeness in 360 degrees without dead ends.

Song Huai had just washed his hair the night before, and when he woke up, his hair was still a little frizzy, lying on his head like a bird's nest.

He lifted the curtain, yawned, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Meng Xi standing in front of his bed, with a pair of brand new sneakers on his feet, and a tie walking around in front of the mirror.

"My trousers are still a bit long." Meng Xi turned around and pulled Song Huai up, "Sanshui, take a quick look, do my trousers seem to be on the heels of my shoes?"

Song Huai didn't wake up, and squinted his eyes for a long time, "It's okay."

"Fortunately, what do you mean? It's long but you haven't stepped on it? But will it make you look less energetic?"

Meng Xi was still struggling, but Song Huai had already hung up the bed curtain, bent down and began to put on his shoes.

"Or I'll cut off a part, Sanshui, do you have scissors? And a ruler." He lowered his head and looked at it reluctantly, "But I don't know how to sew, in case I run to the edge Isn't that embarrassing? But the previous dress was a bit awkward..."

Song Huai tied his shoelaces, turned around, took a bookmark paper clip from the book next to the bed, walked up to Meng Xi, and squatted down.

Meng Xi: "!!"

Song Huai squatted on one knee, folded his fingers lightly, and rolled up a side from the outside to the inside.

The light in the early morning is not so bright, and the room is a blue-gray.

He tilted his head to allow more light to come in, pinched the newly rolled edge with one hand, and opened the paper clip with the other hand, and pushed it in between the rolled edge.

Close at hand.

"Okay." Song Huai patted the non-existent ashes on his hands, took a step back and sat down on the side of the bed, observed for a while, and then nodded to him, "It's not obvious, is this okay?"

"........."

Meng Xi's whole body froze, his eyes rolled down like Mrs. Xianglin's, and he saw a piece of dark blue cloth wrapped around his ankle.

It's socks.

Meng Xi's legs were weak, and he quickly supported the escalator beside him, his heart almost flew out of his chest, but he forcibly pushed it back.

Damn, if he hadn't had the foresight, there would be some bloody drama where a domineering school god fell in love with me and I killed my fairy roommate today.

"You fucking—"

Meng Xi subconsciously burst into words, and Song Huai suddenly raised his eyes and looked over when he heard the words.

It was his usual, faint gaze.

"..."

Meng Xi's heart trembled suddenly, and his voice subconsciously lowered, "Why are you leaning over all of a sudden?"

"I was scared to death, and I didn't dare to move." He whispered, "If I hadn't worn socks, there would have been an accident between the two of us today."

He hastened to say a wisecrack, in a joking tone.

Song Huai didn't show any expression, and after a while, he let out a cry.

So the atmosphere became more awkward.

"This, this is pretty good." He glanced at Song Huai, subconsciously softened his tone, "How did you come up with it? I think the curly edge is quite neat, and it doesn't look too obvious at first glance..."

Song Huai said, "Think with your brain."

Meng Xi: "..."

Now, even a fool should understand that he is angry.

"You have such a temper." He hurriedly sat down, moved a little closer to Song Huai, and smiled flatteringly, "I didn't wake up just now, and I said something I shouldn't have said. I made a fool of myself." , don't be angry, okay?"

Song Huai didn't answer, put on his sneakers and went to wash up.

On this day, Meng Xi was ignored all morning.

He has a cold personality and usually doesn't lose his temper very much, but when he does, he is more violent than Meng Xi.

Meng Xi has a childish temper, he likes to write the word "Qi" on his face, and waving in front of you every day, forcing you to feel guilty and apologize.Song Huai was different. If he was really angry, he would pack the person up and put him on the blacklist, and he would seal him off for two days before talking.

Meng Xi was socially blocked for a long time, and he was almost dying of anxiety.

In the past, although he looked like a high-cold school bully, in fact, he was typing and chatting with Yubai behind his back.It's different now, he has the spirit of learning, eats together, eats together, walks together after class, sits under a tree and dozes off together in physical education class, and even sleeps in and out of bed.

Let him return to his previous life suddenly, he is really not used to it, and he doesn't want to get used to it.

Meng Xi really wanted to turn back the clock and slap himself two big mouths.

He is used to being tough but not soft. If you talk nicely to him, he can climb higher on the pole.But if other people put on a show of face, he can be submissive in all kinds of ways, and he almost doesn't have the word "little daughter-in-law" written on his face.

Song Huai shook his face once, and Meng Xi immediately became very obedient.

After morning class, he ran to buy Song Huai's favorite banana bread; Song Huai coughed and immediately filled him with hot water; the tissue box on the table was empty, so he immediately replaced it with his own tissue .

Not to mention the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, he was glued to Song Huai's side, and when he saw someone rushing towards him, he immediately separated him——

Anyway, as long as you wear good clothes and gloves and don't touch the skin, there is no problem.

Wang Long sat in the two rows behind the two of them, and he was surprised to see it for a long time. After the fourth class entered the arena, he quietly asked Meng Xi who was standing next to him: "Brother Meng, where are you and Xueshen?" What are you doing? Did you lose the game of truth or dare?"

Meng Xi gave him a disconcerted look, "No."

"Then what's the matter with you two?" Wang Long's gossip was so intense that he couldn't hold it back at all, so he started to make up his mind, "What? You don't intend to flatter Xue Shen, do you? First Treat him very, very well, and when he can't leave you, you can kick him away and reap the fruits..."

"?" He said speechlessly, "What nonsense are you talking about? The temptation to return to the village is less of a bloody drama... It's nothing, I just said something that made him angry, and I'm coaxing him now."

"That's it?" Wang Long was a little disappointed immediately, and then casually comforted him, "However, it's normal for Xueshen to get angry easily, after all, he is the favored son of heaven, he has been favored since childhood."

Meng Xi: "?"

Before he had time to ask in detail, the director walked over from a distance, the sports committee coughed suggestively, and the two quickly shut up.

This process took about 40 minutes, and together with the leadership representatives speaking one by one, more than an hour had passed by the time they officially entered the sports meeting.

After talking about it for so long, Meng Xi was too embarrassed to go to Wang Long to pick it up again, so he just continued to run after Song Huai.

The morning is short and there are not many events. Most of them are long jumps and high jumps, as well as odds and ends such as shot put throwing and rope skipping.

The big events such as hurdles, 800 meters and 200 meters, long-distance running of 3000 meters, and relay races were arranged in batches in the afternoons of these two days.

Meng Xi followed Song Huai nervously, thinking that he was going back to the classroom, and was planning to find a place where no one was around and apologize to him.

Unexpectedly, Song Huai turned around and suddenly walked to the rest spots arranged under Ginkgo Avenue.

It is said to be a rest point, but it is actually a few tables put together. The literary and art committee members and representatives of the Chinese class gather together. For athletes with four classes, they write some motivational words in advance and send them to the radio station to broadcast at any time .

In addition, some oranges, mineral water, chocolate, or emergency medical supplies are also kept here for easy access.

Meng Xi watched helplessly as Song Huai pulled up a table and sat alone on one side. A group of little girls next to him were playing poker with the boys. He turned his head when he heard the movement, and couldn't help but blush.

"..."

Meng Xi had no choice but to go over and find a stool to sit on one side, blocking their eyes.

"What are you doing sitting here?" He conveniently peeled an orange, put it in front of Song Huai, and whispered, "It's so hot today."

Song Huai spread out a blank notebook and clicked.

It means that he was selected by Tang De and was one of the members who wrote cheering words.

Song Huai is not partial to science, and he can easily come up with all kinds of allusions when writing essays. The writing style is really concise and capable without losing its charm.

The results of the monthly exam haven't been announced yet, but Tang De has learned internally that Song Huai is ranked first, and he feels so refreshed. It just so happens that there are bonus points for cheering words at the sports meeting, so he just took out his treasure to show off.

Meng Xi didn't know the inside story, so he volunteered and said, "Then let me write for you! I can write very fast, and I also wrote cheering words for the sports meeting in junior high school. It can be written in a set, and it can be written in a minute." Here are a few!"

Song Huai, who had been frozen all morning, finally couldn't hold back when he heard the words, and smiled softly, "Can the people at the radio station understand your words?"

When he smiled, Meng Xi was dumbfounded.

This, this is the meaning of breaking the ice, right?

right?

"I don't quite understand." He patted his head shyly, and his face was still a little hot, "The junior high school radio station is my friend, and she has a good literary talent. Sometimes she can't understand my words, so she will play it on the spot and give it to her." I circled back."

In fact, it's not that exaggerated, it happened once.

But he intentionally wanted to coax others, so he deliberately made himself embarrassing, so as to make him laugh again.

Speaking of this, Song Huai suddenly remembered an old incident that Mr. Chen Ziqing accidentally mentioned when he visited his aunt more than a month ago.

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded again, "Are you popular?"

"It's not bad." Meng Xi smiled shyly, "I don't offend people very much. Generally speaking, students who can speak a few words have a good relationship."

Song Huai let out a cry.

The two of them were chatting one after another when suddenly there was a commotion in the distance.

Meng Xi turned his head and saw that it was the Sports Committee and Wang Long who limped back with the help of a tall boy.

The people around hurriedly cleared the venue to make up seats, and some anxious people asked what was going on while opening the medicine box.

"I fell over a hurdle."

The Sports Commissioner wiped off his sweat, recruited two or three boys to lend a helping hand, and escorted the wounded man to the infirmary.

After a while, he ran back alone. He was so tired that he sat on the stool and drank a large bottle of water before panting and said: "It's okay, I just accidentally bumped into it while hurdling, and my body was bruised and my ankle was twisted." After a while, take a good rest for two days."

The life committee member who was in charge of the overall planning quickly opened the record book, and said, "He still has a 3000-meter race this afternoon, so he must not be able to participate now, right? I have to find the director and report the name of the substitute, otherwise we will lose this race." No points!"

3000 meters, as a major event in the sports meeting, accounted for a full 30 points.

If you lose this point, you will basically miss No.1.

The sports committee was also shocked, and completely forgot about it, "Wang Long? Didn't you just throw the shot put this afternoon? Can you participate?"

"No way." Wang Long touched an inch of his head and said awkwardly, "I have a time limit for the shot put final and the 3000m, and the two venues may not be able to catch up."

The sports committee frowned in embarrassment, "Then, what about Zhang Yuan? Zhang Yuan runs fast, and he didn't participate in the event, right?"

The life committee member said: "Zhang Yuan has become Little Red Riding Hood. Didn't he have a small punishment before? The class teacher said that if he did well, he would offset it."

Little Red Riding Hood is the volunteer responsible for arranging personnel and maintaining order at the sports meeting. Because she wears a red baseball cap, she got this ridiculous name.

As soon as he heard that he was going to be a volunteer, the sports committee gave up the idea.

"I still have a high jump in the afternoon, and I also collided with the 3000-meter time..."

He couldn't think of any other suitable personnel, and was planning to drop the high jump and go to participate in the 3000 meters if he couldn't do it. Before he could say anything, he suddenly saw Song Huai standing up and beckoning to him.

"Give us a name."

Song Huai said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the life committee members, representatives of the language class, and the support staff around the table, regardless of gender, all cast surprised glances.

Did they hear correctly? ?

Xueshen wants to run 3000 meters? ?

Meng Xi's jaw almost fell on the table, and his eyes were wide open, "Are you kidding? You, you are going to run 3000 meters? You have small arms and legs, and you don't have a few pounds of flesh on your body. You can run faster than others." ??"

Everyone: "..."

Brother, can you first look at the height difference between the two of you before talking about his 'small arms and legs'?

Song Huai was also speechless for a while, "Of course I won't go."

Meng Xi snorted, only to hear him say, "Go."

Meng Xi: "???"

The sports committee also understood, and asked tentatively: "Xue Shen, you just said that you two will sign up..."

Song Huai glanced at Meng Xi and said softly, "I'll be Little Red Riding Hood for him."

The author has something to say: Meng Xi: Hello Little Red Riding Hood! ! (Applause vigorously)

I worked hard TvT

Next chapter!real!

感谢在2020-03-2100:25:46~2020-03-2200:05:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Duan Xing is very good 1;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 for the rest of my life;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 36 bottles of Shock Star; 2 bottles of Ayan; 1 bottle of Natsume;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!