drama prince

Fang Chenxi saw that it was the monitor and quickly picked it up, "Hey monitor—"

"Chen Xi, where are you? I didn't even see you, the relay race is about to start." The monitor's voice on the phone seemed a little anxious.

"Ah? Didn't you say it wasn't that fast?" It was because Mo Keke said that he didn't start the relay so soon that he thought about going to the classroom for a while. He didn't expect that this person hadn't arrived in the classroom yet, but he received a call from the monitor first. Telephone.

"Originally, it was, but it was temporarily changed. It was brought forward. Let's not talk about it. Hurry up to the track and field. It will be our turn soon."

Fang Chenxi looked at the phone that the squad leader had hung up, and then looked down at her feet. How could it be so unlucky? It was not too early or too late, but after his foot was injured.

He moved his foot, and it hurt a little, but it wasn't particularly painful, but it's hard to say whether it will affect the game if there is a game later.

Fang Chenxi was a little worried, but now that time was running out, he couldn't allow him to think too much, so he had to go to the arena as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Fang Chenxi was about to leave, but Meng Yang, who was standing by and listened to the general idea, suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Are you going to the competition?" He couldn't help looking at his feet while talking, "Are you sure you're still going to the competition after this?"

Fang Chenxi pulled his hand away, "It's okay, it's just scratched and peeled off, it's okay, oops, I won't tell you anymore, the monitor is waiting for me!"

After speaking, without waiting for Meng Yang to react, he turned around and ran towards the track and field.

Meng Yang had no choice but to follow, but when he saw that he was walking with a limp, his brows immediately frowned, and he felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

He really wanted to call Fang Chenxi to stop, but he also knew that he was very stubborn sometimes, besides, he was only thinking about going to the track and field, so he wouldn't listen to him and stop.

There was no other way, and he really couldn't see the past, so he had no choice but to follow.

By the time they arrive, the first year of high school has already begun, and I believe they will arrive soon.

"Chen Xi, you're here." The squad leader saw him and quickly greeted him.

Only then did Fang Chenxi realize that everyone else had arrived except him.

The squad leader saw that everyone had arrived, and several people began to discuss the issue of taking over the baton later.

Because Fang Chenxi had just won the first place in the [-]-meter race, everyone had high hopes for him and always thought that he had already won the last leg.

If the foot is not injured, then it is still possible to fight hard, but now that the foot has such a problem, he is really worried that he will use too much force in the process of running, which will affect the wound, and it may affect the whole body at that time. The score of the game.

After thinking about it, he still felt that he should be in the first bat, but everyone else still thought that he should be in the last bat, so that their class would have a better chance of winning.

Fang Chenxi hesitated whether to tell the truth, or it would be bad if it really affected the game later, but before he could speak, Meng Yang, who had been standing silently the whole time, suddenly said, "I be opposed to."

Everyone was discussing in full swing, but Meng Yang's sudden opening made them very puzzled. The sports committee even thought that he was here to find fault because he had some issues with Fang Chenxi.

He hurriedly said: "It's not Meng Yang, you see, the competition is about to start, if you object to not letting Chen Xi play, there will be no one in our class, we can put the overall situation first, there are some grievances, let's wait until the competition is over Let's talk about it again, okay?"

The sports committee had just finished speaking, and Meng Yang's face became even uglier.

How could he not understand the meaning of his words, probably because he thought he was not used to Fang Chenxi, and it was on purpose.

He didn't say much, and directly pointed at Fang Chenxi's feet and said, "Do you think he is already like this, can still compete, and can our class win?"

After Meng Yang said this, the others really noticed the wound on Fang Chenxi's foot.

Zhao Jiahui yelled even more exaggeratedly, and then hurried forward, "Chen Xi, what's wrong with you? Are you injured? How did you get injured?"

"It was accidentally scratched just now." Fang Chenxi didn't want to tell them what happened just now, it would only cause unnecessary trouble.

"Then can you still compete like this?" The monitor frowned and looked at the two-centimeter scratch on Fang Chenxi's foot. Although it didn't seem serious, when he saw his injury, I couldn't help but worry.

What about at the ankle?Is there really no problem when running?

Knowing everyone's worries, Fang Chenxi said directly: "It's okay, no more bleeding—"

"Then are you sure that when you run hard later, you really won't pull the wound and make him bleed again?" Meng Yang raised his voice a little dissatisfied.

Fang Chenxi wanted to refute, but after all, he didn't use any real force, and he couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't bleed or affect the game. If there was really no hope of winning because of his relationship, Then he is going to die of guilt.

After hesitating for a while, he said, "If everyone is really worried, just find someone else to replace me. If that's the case, there's nothing to worry about."

Fang Chenxi's words are true, and it is indeed the best way to solve the current problem. The squad leader asked the sports committee to recommend other people.

However, the sports committee had a sad face at this meeting, "If someone was willing to participate, and if the willing person was really capable, I wouldn't ask Chen Xi either!"

The sports committee made it very clear that there was no better choice except Fang Chenxi. If it was really a random person, there was no guarantee of victory, and the focus was really on participating.

But since everyone has participated, who doesn't want to win?There is nothing wrong with having more honors in the class.

As soon as the sports committee said this, the others looked at me and I looked at you, and it seemed that they couldn't think of a better way. After all, what the sports committee said was right, they really didn't have a better candidate than Fang Chenxi.

"Chen Xi, is there something wrong with your foot?" The squad leader asked with some uncertainty.

Fang Chenxi thought for a while and said, "If there's really no one else, I'll do it, but it's just rubbing off the skin, not hurting the bones, it's fine."

The squad leader hesitated, and just as he was about to say something, he followed what he said, but stood by the side and did not reach Meng Yang. At this moment, he spoke again, "I object, against Fang Chenxi's participation in the relay race."

Gu Haotian stood at the back, and when he heard what he said, he quickly stepped forward and pulled him down. He wanted him to retreat quickly and stop causing trouble to everyone over there, but Meng Yang didn't leave at all.

And Fang Chenxi was really angry because of Meng Yang's repeated objections, "Why do you keep objecting? It's because my foot is scratched? Well, if you object, if you don't let me go up to the competition, then what do you say?" Let who go? Yourself?"

Meng Yang looked at Fang Chenxi's obviously angry eyes, his lips were tightly pressed, and he didn't know what he was thinking in those black eyes, just when everyone thought he should have nothing to say, this man still opened his mouth , and said very firmly: "If I go up, I go up, what's wrong?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.