The heartthrob cannon fodder just wants to take the first place in the exam

"There are too few students in our class to sign up for the school sports meeting! Everyone, please be more active!"

"Don't just study hard!"

"There are few people in the key class and you are not active. Every year, you get the bottom. How embarrassing!"

"..."

The school sports meeting is very lively, and the students are very happy to participate.

But for most people in the key class, it is just a troublesome thing that hinders their studies, and almost no girls sign up.

The head teacher had no choice but to draw lots for the whole class.

Bai Ziwei unfolded the note nervously, and almost fainted when he saw the words "Men's 1000-meter long-distance race" on it.

He is too unlucky!

With his little arms and legs that lack exercise, he may be scrapped after running the 1000-meter race...

Bai Zi lay down on the table listlessly, wondering if it would be possible for the original owner to time travel back and leave after running?

Alas...he was so scared and confused.

"I'll trade with you?" Zong Huai suddenly patted him on the shoulder from behind, worry in his eyes.

Bai Zi blinked slightly.

Zong Huai spread out the lottery note to him: pull-ups.

"..." Bai Zi almost cried aloud.

Pull-ups, he usually hangs completely for 1 minute, when a salted fish is dried.

If he had to choose one of the two, he immediately carried the rope to hang himself overnight.

May there be no school sports meeting in heaven, Amen.

"slight."

Xiao Ye's deep voice came from behind, Bai Zi glimpsed him coming from the corner of his eye, and also put the note on his desk.

The note said "Volunteer".

No need to play!

Bai Ziwei's eyes lit up immediately, he stared at the note with a small pear dimple, blinking like a deer.

That look... almost drooling.

"..." Xiao Ye coughed lightly, lowered his eyes, "Volunteers need to work for two and a half days, I prefer to run."

He stretched out his hand with the note in between, fiddled with Bai Ziwei's hand a few times with his slender fingers, the joints were clearly highlighted with the movement, thin and powerful.

The two exchanged notes.

Bai Ziwei was flattered and held the new note, stunned: "Is this given to me?"

Xiao Ye nodded and turned to leave.

Zong Huai frowned to block it.

Xiao Ye raised his cold and ruthless gloomy eyes, looked at Zong Huai Shen Jing, and asked with his eyes.

During the silent confrontation, the atmosphere gradually became tense, which was noticed by many people around.

It turns out that there is a conflict between the god of learning and the school grass, and it seems that it is not small... The melon-eating crowd watched excitedly and silently.

But the voices of the two of them communicated in such a low voice that outsiders couldn't hear half a word clearly.

"Why do you make decisions for him?" Zong Huai said coldly.

Xiao Ye lowered his eyes slightly, seeing Bai Ziwei immersed in ecstasy, holding the note over and over again, he couldn't help gently stroking his soft hair.

"Volunteers don't need to exercise," Xiao Ye said.

Xiao Ye's volunteer sign was just temporarily replaced by someone else.

Especially for Bai Ziwei.

Zong Huai frowned, and quickly understood Xiao Ye's meaning, he was even more unwilling, and even more angry with himself.

Bai Ziwei is different from them. He studies very hard, but he is a little lazy when it comes to sports, and his muscles are all loose.

With such a physical condition, participating in any competition will be "disabled".

In the end, I feel uncomfortable physically, which affects my study, and maybe I have psychological pressure due to poor performance in the competition.

Seeing that Zong Huai was speechless, Xiao Ye squinted and passed him, his hoarse voice tinged with sarcasm.

"Zong Huai, is this how you take care of him?"

Zong Huai's eyes darkened instantly, and he clenched his fists tightly.

...but he had nothing to say.

Really ill-considered.

Bai Ziwei didn't hear what Xiao Ye said, "Let me listen, let me listen" was written all over his face, as anxious as a little sparrow about to jump up.

What on earth did Xiao Ye say...to make Zong Huai angry?

The voice was so low that in the noisy classroom, Bai Ziwei could only hear a few vague words.

"...It's okay." Zong Huai pinched the back of Bai Ziwei's neck and massaged him.

He bit the bullet and said, "Wei Wei, you can just be a volunteer, it's pretty good."

"Okay, okay, I will definitely work hard." The topic returned to the big pie from the sky, and Bai Ziwei immediately blossomed with joy, bending his moist eyes, twinkling with stars.

A group of girls returning to the classroom happened to see him laughing, and they received a strong visual impact. They walked over laughing and pinching his cheeks.

"Bai Bai, don't laugh casually, boys must protect themselves!"

"Damn, it's so soft, so tender, so pinched, is this really the skin a boy should have..."

"Ahhhhhhhhh, look at Baibai and it will relieve pressure!"

"..."

Bai Ziwei is handsome and good at learning, his temper and patience are first-class, and he is easy to get the favor of people around him.

Girls especially like to "bully" Bai Ziwei, who is soft-tempered, and gathers people to suck Wei cubs every day.

"Hey, I'm so happy." Bai Zi smiled and put away the note.

Thanks to Xiao Ye, he can paddle in the school sports meeting!

The school sports meeting will come soon.

The sun was scorching that day, and after the opening ceremony, Bai Ziwei went to the volunteer base in the open space to collect supplies.

Put on the volunteer vest and sun hat on the spot, and was also assigned a small satchel for your personal belongings.

He put all the notebooks and textbooks he brought into it.

The volunteer team leader caught a glimpse and almost died laughing: "Everyone is a snack mobile phone, but your bag is full of learning materials, you are so eager to learn!"

"...Prevent, prevent boredom."

When Moyu was discovered, Bai Zi smiled awkwardly, and he didn't have the nerve to take out the error correction book to read.

I had to find work everywhere first.

Holding a few bottles of mineral water in his arms, he went to the preparation place for the boys' 1000-meter long-distance race, where the runners in the first round were galloping on the field.

Bai Ziwei was thoughtful. He remembered that Jiang Yu also signed up for the 1000-meter race... probably at the bottom of the queue, and he didn't know where he went to fish.

The other contestants are scattered, and under the leadership of the physical education teacher, they are doing group warm-up activities and preparing for the next few rounds.

Bai Ziwei saw Xiao Ye at a glance.

Others were in twos and threes, smiling and chatting with Bian Re, but Xiao Ye was alone on the edge, stretching his legs seriously.

Bai Ziwei gripped the shoulder bag strap guiltily, if Xiao Ye hadn't exchanged notes with him, he would be the one who would be going to the track to be tortured in the hot sun now.

Rounding off, Xiao Ye is a lifesaver.

No, the Salvation Buddha.

"Do you want some sports drink, Ah Ye? Glucose?" Bai Zi leaned closer and asked flatteringly.

Xiao Ye continued to stretch his arms, and said in a calm voice, "Well, wait until the run is over."

Yes, drinking water before running affects performance.

"Do you need to take off the glasses? I'll keep them for you!" Bai Ziwei was not discouraged, and continued to be courteous.

Xiao Ye was about to continue shaking his head, when he met Bai Ziwei's clear eyes full of expectation, he made a "hmm" by accident.

He is tall, and he lowered his head so that Bai Ziwei could take his glasses.

The sideburns were quickly touched by soft and warm fingers, and the eyes were blurred, but it was not serious.

"I found out the last time I got glasses. You don't have a high prescription, so you don't need to wear glasses."

Bai Ziwei fiddled with his glasses, looked them back and forth several times, and put them on.

He raised his head and looked at Xiao Ye with a smile: "If I wear it, the prescription is quite appropriate."

Xiao Ye stretched out his hand to straighten him, his voice was low and hoarse, and he lowered his eyes gently: "Well, it's very beautiful."

Bai Zi was slightly startled, staring at Xiao Ye blankly.

Under the bright sunlight, Xiao Ye's eyes were like clear obsidian, with a beautiful sense of transparency, making him look cold and alienated.

The haze was washed away by the sunlight, and the harshness was softened. It was the first time that Bai Ziwei saw such a clear and gentle Xiao Ye.

Let him trust again uncontrollably and let go of his grudges.

Ever since Xiao Ye came back from Xiao's house, Bai Ziwei has always had a lump in his heart, and every time he gets along with Xiao Ye, he feels uncomfortable.

Fearing that he will turn black is the second priority, the most important thing is... Bai Ziwei feels that Xiao Ye and him are already people from two worlds.

One is the protagonist of the villain faction, and the other is the mediocre cannon fodder.

It was all predestined, the ending was engraved in the book, it was enough for him to escape the fate of being killed by Xiao Ye.

Fortunately, Xiao Ye's personality hasn't changed much, and he won't be too awkward when talking to him.

Bai Zi slightly raised his head and stared at Xiao Ye in a daze, until Xiao Ye kneaded his ear with a little force, and a weak electric shock went to the spine, and he didn't react.

He subconsciously took several steps back, the place where the tip of his ear was touched was hot, Bai Ziwei was a little at a loss, and hurriedly took off his glasses.

"I'll prepare towels and water for you, and I'll wait for you at the end..."

Bai Ziwei quickly turned around and ran away, like a small animal that has encountered a natural enemy.

"……it is good."

Xiao Ye lowered his eyes, put his index finger and thumb together and rubbed it casually, the temperature belonging to another person disappeared quickly, but the soft and hot touch still seemed to be there.

He escaped too quickly.

Because shy?

Is it because of fear...

Xiao Ye lowered his gradually dark eyes.

He raised the finger that had just touched Bai Ziwei, and smelled the almost non-existent astringent fragrance, which was the smell of Bai Ziwei's hair ends.

Xiao Ye couldn't help but kissed, his fingertips caressed the corner of his mouth lightly and slowly, his Adam's apple rolled obviously, and his breathing became a little rough.

...even want to cut off this breath-tainted knuckle and put it in a small box.

Sometimes, Xiao Ye himself had to admit it.

He's a hopeless pervert.

"Class 15, come on, come on!"

"Ah, Xiao Yechong!"

"Wang Shuran, run!"

"..."

Screams and cheers came and went, the whole stadium was in full swing, and the first and second runners on the runway were very close to each other, fighting evenly.

The contestants were the two loudest people in the audience, Xiao Ye and Wang Shuran.

Bai Ziwei stood by the finish line, seeing Xiao Ye running closer and closer, he felt both anxious and excited.

"Xiao Ye, come on!" He couldn't help shouting loudly.

Soon, Xiao Ye who was not far away miraculously overtook Wang Shuran, and abruptly increased his speed again at the last moment, gradually opening up the distance.

As he got closer to the finish line, Bai Ziwei could finally see Xiao Ye's face clearly.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Bai Ziwei always feels that Xiao Ye is staring at him, and the fierce beast that broke through the threshold has sharp eyes, and its cruelty is unreserved under the extreme sports conditions.

The image will rush to his eyes in the next second, tear the neck of the weak herbivore with its sharp teeth, and then greedily eat it into its stomach.

If it had been before, Bai Ziwei would have been so frightened that his legs would go limp.

But now...he has no intention of being afraid at all, he just wants Xiao Ye to finish running quickly and take a good rest.

He looks super tired.

The moment Xiao Ye crossed the red line first, Bai Ziwei almost jumped up and cheered, and excitedly grabbed mineral water and a towel to pick Xiao Ye up.

"Fuck! No.1 is Xiao Ye!"

"The god of learning is awesome!"

"The god of learning is awesome!"

"..."

The students loved booing the most, and bursts of cheers erupted from the auditorium.

However, the second after crossing the red line, Xiao Ye did not run more than ten meters to buffer like others, but lowered his head weakly.

Bai Ziwei vaguely had a bad premonition, and hastened to run over quickly, catching Xiao Ye who was slumped to the ground with quick eyes and hands.

But he was weak, and it was still difficult for him to catch a grown man. He was bent down, and Xiao Ye's knee hit the ground heavily.

This fall directly gave Bai Ziwei a head bang.

He was so panicked that he knelt on the ground and tried his best to support the helpless Xiao Ye, and murmured helplessly, "Aye? What's wrong with you, Aye? Don't scare me..."

He was originally the one who ran the distance. If Xiao Ye, who replaced him, had an accident... Bai Ziwei would not forgive himself even if he died.

"what happened?"

The school doctor hurried over and asked a few assistants to put Xiao Ye down. His pale cheeks were covered with cold sweat, and he closed his eyes tiredly.

Fortunately, the problem is not big, just a little hypoglycemia.

Bai Ziwei heaved a sigh of relief.

"This kid, isn't he eating well?" The school doctor squeezed Xiao Ye's wrist bones, and there was no flesh at all.

Bai Zi said slightly, "I haven't taken a fancy to him recently, I'm sorry..."

The school doctor gave him a strange look: "...you are not a fucking mother, why do you apologize?"

Bai Ziwei: "..." Automatically substituting the perspective of a male mother has really troubled you.

School doctor: "Help him to the infirmary to lie down, explain the situation to the teacher on duty, and hang a bottle."

"Okay, thank you teacher." Bai Ziwei worriedly supported Xiao Ye to get up.

The school doctor casually assigned a few boys, "This classmate is too weak. It would be bad luck if he was crushed halfway and injured. Go help the injured classmate."

"No." Xiao Ye said in a low voice, his voice was hoarse and weak.

The school doctor was taken aback, and Bai Ziwei was also taken aback.

Xiao Ye leaned against Bai Ziwei to barely stand up, his back slightly arched, his fingers seemed to be trembling, and he clenched Bai Ziwei's sleeves with no sense of security, his joints became morbidly pale.

Stay silently.

Bai Ziwei felt distressed immediately.

[The author has something to say:

Come here, fill the little cub with tea!

And, Chacha's fetish is really heavy]