Is this class leader fake?

Chapter 29

When he returned to the stands, Huayue was not in the morning position.

Ling Cheng looked around for a week, but he couldn't find where he was. He was probably dragged to cheer by someone again.

Ling Cheng sat in his original position and glanced at his phone. He propped himself up on his knees and was about to drink water, but before he could take two sips, someone kicked his shoe off him suddenly and choked him unexpectedly.

Tsk...

Ling Cheng put down the water and wiped the corners of his mouth, frowning and looking at the smiling person in front of him.

"ill?"

"Didn't you go back just now? Why did you come back now? Why don't you come back after I finish the competition."

Hua Yue stood in front of him with folded arms, looking down at him with questioning eyes.

Ling Cheng glanced at him, screwed on the bottle cap, stood up and was about to leave.

"Hey, sit down for me!"

Hua Yue pushed him back again, and couldn't help complaining.

"Be careful and you will!"

After speaking, he handed the ice cream in front of him, pointed to the words on it and said proudly.

"See, I bought it specially for you."

Ling Cheng looked at the ice cream in front of him with disgust.

"Are you broke?"

"Can you wait for me to order something?"

Hua Yue rolled his eyes at him.

"I've always wanted to buy it for you. It fits your image and temperament, right, old Popsicle. If you want to be a spokesperson, you don't need an interview, and you can go straight to work."

Seeing that Ling Cheng was still indifferent, Hua Yue simply stuffed the ice cream into his hands.

"Take it and eat it quickly. I just squeezed that one and it melted. I bought it for you again. Don't waste Dad's heart."

Ling Cheng stared at the ice cream and sighed helplessly, then resignedly opened the package.

To be honest, I don’t think it’s cheap, but it’s too sweet...

When the 1500-meter inspection broadcast sounded on the playground, Hua Yue's face collapsed in an instant.

"Okay, Dad is going to die..."

Before leaving, he turned and pointed to Ling Cheng to remind him.

"Remember to wait for me at the end! If you don't come, I will break up with you!"

Ling Cheng didn't speak, but waved his hand at him, and his emotions were beyond words.

After they left, Ling Cheng glanced at the ice cream in his hand, trying to swallow it in two bites...

As a result, he underestimated the power of the old popsicle, and was hit by the ice. He sat calmly on the spot for a long time, and then got up and walked to the playground with a sigh of relief.

On the way to the inspection, Huayue was a little helpless.

People, being too good is also a burden...

As it is now, wherever he goes, there are people cheering for him. If he is going to stop in the middle of the road, where will Brother Hua put his face?How will I meet people in the future?

Although a group of people panicked, they still had to maintain Fahrenheit's signature smile on the bright side.

After all, if you don't establish a good image for yourself right now, you won't even be able to care about your farts when you start running...

"Brother Hua, please be merciful for a while."

The classmates on the track next door greeted him with a smile.

Hua Yue smiled politely.

"Where is it, it would be good if I can run down, it's too high to think of me."

To be honest, Huayue is really here for a friendly match at the moment, as long as he can finish the course and not discredit the class, it will be over.

But when he heard the gunshots and saw the people around him racing one by one, Hua Yue couldn't hold back immediately.

Go fuck the friendlies!Dad wants to get No.1!

Although Huayue used to go to the gym from time to time, but there is no time to run like this to repay 1500, so except for the energy at the beginning, the rest is all based on spirit.

When I ran the first lap, I was in the mood to respond to the students who were cheering on the side of the track. Afterwards, it was a fucking image. It was already very difficult to survive...

No. [-] Middle School has very few special students, and there are even no sports students. They are all a group of scholars and scholars who study hard every day.

Just comparing the generals among the cripples, Huayue actually took the No.1 position, which provoked the onlookers to shout harder.

But this number one didn't last long, and someone chased after him.

Hua Yue wailed in his heart, it was already good for him to keep moving forward at a constant speed, if he speeded up, he felt that he should die directly.

Just as he was thinking, the person running beside him seemed to have stumbled, fell out, and threw himself onto the Huayue track with inertia.

to finish...

Hua Yue only had time to reflect these two words in his heart, and was taken to the ground in the next second.

The moment he landed, he pressed his elbow on the plastic track and wiped off a large part of it, leaving a bleeding wound from the uneven particles on the ground.

The voices of cheering and cheering stopped abruptly and turned into worried greetings.

Hua Yue glanced at his elbow, and then turned back to look at the boy who fell down. It seemed that the fall was worse than his own. There were scratches on his knees and finger bones, which looked quite scary at first glance.

Immediately, he was dragged to the infirmary by the onlookers.

"You... don't need to go to the infirmary?"

The classmate who caught up behind him asked hesitantly, but did not run over directly.

"fine."

Hua Yue smiled, shook his hands, stood up and continued to run forward, shouting to the classmate while running.

"Run!"

The sound of shouting after he stopped shouted louder several decibels, giving encouragement to the students who were still continuing the competition.

But it was said in the text that the momentum would fade away, and Hua Yue felt that the few seconds he was doing on the ground was about to lose his momentum.

It was like a tug-of-war in my mind.

At the final sprint stage, as soon as he turned the corner, Hua Yue saw Ling Cheng standing at the finish line, frowning coldly, like someone waiting to pay, no one dared to stand within two meters of him .

Hua Yue couldn't help laughing.

Taking a breath, he increased his speed, and managed to chase back the number one position.

When he was still a few steps away from the finish line, he bent his eyes to look at Ling Cheng, and opened his hand towards him.

Ling Cheng didn't move, he waited for him to rush over and hug him, and then he took him back a few steps.

"Hold me for a while, monitor..."

Hua Yue buried her head on his shoulder and panted.

"Oh my mother... I'm going to die..."

His still heartbeat can be felt through every inch of skin, with a warm breath, like a small stove in summer.

Ling Cheng pursed his lower lip, did not speak, turned his head to look at the wound on his arm that was still oozing blood, and waited for a while before opening his mouth.

"Can I go?"

"Ah... I don't want to move..."

Hua Yue complained, but still moved.

After all, there are still a bunch of people watching, Brother Hua is not such a delicate person...

Ling Cheng still half embraced him, and walked towards the stands of his own class.

"Brother Hua, are you okay?"

Shen Hang had just finished the long jump, so he hurried over to greet him.

"fine."

After Hua Yue finished speaking, he felt that he still looked too weak in this appearance, so he quickly patted Ling Cheng and said with a smile.

"It's ok, monitor, I'll go by myself."

Ling Cheng let go of him, glanced at him and said.

"Go back and sit down first, and wait for me to come back."

"Huh? Why are you going?"

Hua Yue looked at the back of him who had walked away a little bit in a daze, and shook his head while smacking his mouth.

"Hey... I said that you have to be cool but also moderate, you can't leave after you come back..."

"Brother Hua, go to the infirmary to take care of your arm...it looks so painful..."

The classmates in the same class couldn't help reminding, but Hua Yue waved his hand in a non-obtrusive manner.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit of scratching. It's okay to ignore him, and he will be fine in two days."

Ling Cheng went to the nearby small supermarket to buy Band-Aids and sterile cotton swabs with iodine, thanked the cashier, grabbed the things and hurried back to the playground.

That guy is very face-saving, and if he goes to the infirmary because of some scratches, he will have to spend at least a long time with him, and maybe he will have to stiffen his neck and confront others in the end, so it's better to give him the things and let him handle it himself.

When he fell, Ling Cheng subconsciously wanted to go there, but after taking two steps, he heard the sound of running, he paused, and stood back to the finish line.

If you want to run, just run, the worst thing is to be good.

When Hua Yue rushed over at the end, Ling Cheng wasn't surprised at all, this person is just so casual, what he wants to do or say is always based on his own preferences.

But to my surprise, he has now become accustomed to accepting it.

When handing the contents of the bag to Hua Yue, Hua Yue's eyes were obviously surprised, but before he waited for a second, it turned into a smile, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

"You just went to buy this?"

"I picked it up on the side of the road."

Ling Cheng gave him a look like what nonsense are you talking about.

Seeing that he was still talking nonsense, he simply removed the cotton swab and put it next to his wound.

"Shall I do it?"

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself..."

With Ling Cheng's posture, Hua Yue suspected that he would have broken more than just a layer of skin...

He took a cotton swab to sterilize himself, put on the band-aid, looked up and saw Ling Cheng's eyes looking at his wound, and suddenly smiled.

"Squad leader, do you want to eat milk cake? I'll buy it for you later."

Ling Cheng looked up at him.

"If you want to eat, go buy it yourself, don't drag me."

Just as Hua Yue was about to say something, he caught a glimpse of Yu Xin and a few girls watching the video on his mobile phone from the corner of his eye, and patted Ling Cheng in a daze.

"Squad leader, you are out of the circle..."

Ling Cheng glanced at him inexplicably, and then looked at Yu Xin and the others.

The person in the video is holding a guitar and singing, wearing a peaked cap, and most of his face is hidden in the darkness.

Seeing this Ling Cheng was also taken aback.

Here's a video of him singing in a bar.

"Director Yu, who do you think this person is?"

Hua Yue asked casually.

When Yu Xin heard his question, she started talking to him like a little girl.

"This person is a resident singer at the bar, his name is A Yuan. I don't know much about other information. Recently, there are many videos of him on the Internet. I think he sings very well. I'll send it to you for a listen."

Hua Yue glanced at Ling Cheng, raised his eyebrows maliciously, and responded with a smile.

"Okay, by the way... do you want to know who he is?"

Ling Cheng glanced at him warningly, but said nothing.

"You know what?"

Yu Xin turned around and looked at him excitedly.

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