same-sex repulsion 1

1500 meters, start!

There are relatively few boys who can run 1500 meters.Although every year in the sports test, boys have to test 1000 runs.

Everyone had a short time to react when they started running, and they rushed out as soon as the gunshot rang out.But not their fastest speed.After all, such a long distance still requires energy conservation.

When the discipline starts, the reaction is very fast, but the speed is not particularly fast, occupying the middle position among the eight people.Although discipline is low-key, today's clothes can be regarded as flamboyant enough.

Sportswear, and bright orange-yellow spikes...

Discipline is very innocent.

Han Fangzhi's mother knew that the discipline required running 1500 meters, so she chose a day to secretly take Han Fangzhi to choose shoes for him.And Han Fangzhi is afraid that the world will not be chaotic... He specially chose the most coquettish and eye-catching pair...

There was no other way, seeing Mother Han's expectant eyes, he could only nod his head and said with a smile, "Thank you, Auntie, I like it very much..."

Han Fangzhi next to him was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he agreed with him, and smiled triumphantly: "Mom, you see what I said," and patted Discipline on the shoulder: "Let me tell you, he actually likes this very much." A color... ah! hiss..."

Discipline on the side took back the hand on Han Fangzhi's waist as if nothing had happened...

Every boy on the runway is big and tall, with two big long legs running in big strides. It was the first lap, and there was already a distance, but they didn't stretch too far.

First lap...Second lap...

Some people have already shown fatigue, and they still feel powerless to follow.The steps taken are getting smaller and smaller, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger.

Discipline follows the person who runs first, and it doesn't seem particularly strenuous.

When they passed near the stand where the class was, all the students in Class [-] of Senior Three stood up.

"Discipline—come on—

Discipline—come on—”

With their hands put together to their mouths, everyone was shouting as hard as they could.

Third lap...

Discipline surpassed No.1 in the corners...

"Squad leader—!"

The girls were so excited that some even stood up screaming.

Last lap!

Discipline is still leading, and some people have been detained for nearly a lap.Everyone's physical strength has reached the limit...

But they are still holding on!

Discipline feels tired.His throat seemed to be smoking with every breath he exhaled.The arms are okay, but the legs are like lead, too heavy to lift...

God... 1500 meters is really not run by people.

Sweat fell drop by drop from the forehead, and some wet the hair on the forehead.He felt dizzy in his head...

Round the last bend.

The people in the back stared at each other, wanting to surpass themselves at any time.

How could it... make you over.

Muster the last bit of strength in the whole body.

100 meter sprint.

Such a speed, although it is not considered a sprint at all in terms of normal speed.But at this moment, it is the last effort I can do.

Whether it's for the class or for your own honor.

He seemed to hear the classmates in the class next to him shouting for cheer.

finish line!

the first!

It worked! ! !

The teacher next to him had already recorded the ranking, and signaled him not to sit down all at once, but to walk a few steps slowly.

But he really has no strength...

"Discipline!" Cai Jiajia's voice.

"Come on, take two steps, I will support you."

Discipline is weak all over, and he also knows that he can't sit down immediately after running—although he really wants to rest.

Not caring about anything else, he gently leaned against Cai Jiajia, letting her help him walk slowly.Now his legs were still trembling a little, and he was covered in cold sweat, feeling that his clothes had been soaked.

After the men's 1500 meters, there is a lunch break.When the radio announced that it was time for lunch break, Yan Ming just said "disband", and the students in the class swarmed, starting from Yan Ming who took advantage of his power to get the key from the grandstand to the stadium, opened the door, and ran down.Chattering around discipline.

These kids...really...

One by one wished to grow wings and fly over immediately, he took another bottle of sports drink, and the wet wipes he had prepared before, and went down the small door to the sports field.

It seems that Han Fangzhi didn't know what to eat and ruined his stomach, and he is still in the toilet now.Discipline was still gently leaning on Cai Jiajia, his lips were pale and looked listless, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

It was easy to see that he was in a good mood.

Yan Ming stepped forward, and supported Cai Jiajia from beside him, letting him support himself.He handed over the prepared wet towel again.

"thanks..."

Since it is Yan Ming, everyone is a man, so there is no scruples.Discipline is really powerless, so Yan Ming hooked his shoulders.

Feeling recovered a lot.

He is really happy.The joy of being the first, the joy of success after going through untold hardships, is worth recalling.

"Do you want to eat something? The teacher invites you to eat."

The female classmate next to her immediately yelled.

"Teacher, please don't be so gentle...this gentle master..."

"Great fit!"

What the hell!

Yan Ming took out his wallet from his trouser pocket with one hand, and handed the money to the classmate next to him.

"Go, buy some drinks and come back and let's drink."

After that, he looked at the group of children helplessly: "Then I'll order you takeaway? The baked cold noodles here are not hygienic, so you have to eat less. The teacher will treat you to a big meal later..."

Discipline has recovered a bit, and upon hearing this, he raised his head and looked at Yan Ming with a smile in his eyes.

"Teacher Yan, are you ready?"

"we have a deal!"

"Okay, okay, then teacher, let's eat casually, and wait for you to treat us to a big meal!"

"We're not going to be light bulbs..."

The smiles on the faces of the girls were particularly ambiguous, and they walked away arm in arm, talking and laughing, and went to buy food outside the stadium.It was very lively at first, but now there are only two people who are disciplined and strict.

The staff and teachers who were originally on the field also went to lunch break, or had a meal, or went to the lounge to rest.The sun at noon was extremely hot. Although the discipline had recovered a bit, he still blinked when the sun dazzled him.

"Not yet...? Let's go back to work first."

Yan Ming was still a little worried, his eyes behind the lens were fixed on him.

Discipline is looked at like this, a little embarrassed, don't overdo it. "It's okay, let's go."

Discipline and strictness walk up the stairs side by side.

Back in the class, only a few people were there, either eating snacks boredly, or resting with their eyes closed.Han Fangzhi sat down on the stool clutching his stomach, and jumped up again.

"Fuck, why is this so hot!"

The plastic stool was exposed to the sun for a long time at noon, so it was naturally extremely hot.

As soon as Yan Ming and Discipline came up, they heard Han Fangzhi's cry.

after that.

look at each other.

Han Fangzhi suddenly wanted to sing cabbage with a small handkerchief in his mouth.

Why is my life so hard... The head teacher heard my swearing...

In fact, Yan Ming also expressed his understanding, but it's best to be straightforward about this kind of thing, and it's not something I like.

He pushed his glasses, but said in a normal tone, "Han Fangzhi...be careful..."

"Mmm, teacher, I will definitely study hard and improve every day, and I will definitely stop swearing..."

As a result, I remembered it all at once.

"Ah, I ordered a pizza."

The school has prepared lunch boxes for each teacher, and someone has already delivered them.After rejecting Han Fangzhi's invitation, Yan Ming sat on the seat, holding the lunch box in one hand and eating with chopsticks in the other.

Han Fangzhi trotted back to get the takeaway, enjoying the discipline on the one hand, leaning back slightly, eating slowly with a piece of pizza in his hand.

People with grace are different... Discipline looks at Yan Ming who can eat a box lunch with a feeling of eating steak, and casts a disgusted glance at Han Fangzhi who eats pizza like squatting on the street eating chicken soup and tofu skewers.

After eating and drinking enough, the discipline was really exhausted, so I fell asleep with my schoolbag in my arms again...

The day of the sports meeting passed very quickly.

Unknowingly, from the opening ceremony to the closing ceremony, everyone was deeply moved—after all, it was a sports meeting spent together.

When they went back, Ji Ji and Han Fangzhi were still carrying two big backpacks.Yan Ming bought too many snacks, in fact, everyone did, so he couldn't share them out for a long time, Yan Ming simply stuffed them all into Han Fangzhi's big backpack.

"Good performance, let's go home and rest." Yan Ming dressed lightly and waved goodbye to the two in a good mood. "And Han Fangzhi," he added, "remember to hand in two sets of math papers at the beginning of school."

"Ah..." Han Fangzhi could only wail, unable to say anything.

It's rare that discipline is in such a good mood, and the big boss Yan Ming is here again.

Disciplined Dad's company is nearby, so drive over to pick them up after the sports day.

The two teenagers put their backpacks in the trunk, opened one door of the car and sat in the back seat.

Even though Han Fangzhi had to hand in two sets of math papers, he was still immersed in excitement.

"uncle!"

"Fangzhi, how are you doing?"

"It's all right." Han Fangzhi talked in the back seat, and the disciplined father listened very carefully, asking a few questions from time to time.

The atmosphere is very harmonious.

And Discipline just leaned lazily on the back seat, not sure if he was closing his eyes and resting his mind, or thinking about something.

"Son, you are amazing!"

The disciplined father said with excitement in his tone, "I think your father and I were responsible for some kind of cheerleading team during our sports meeting. I don't understand."

Discipline opened his eyes, looked at his father and smiled.

"Tired? Dad won't bother you anymore, you can go to sleep first." Although the son has never talked much, but today he has not spoken since he got in the car. He finds it strange.

"It's okay, Dad, I'll go home and sleep again." Fingers unconsciously pulled the zipper on the school uniform, up and down.

"By the way, are you going home for dinner today?"

The man in the driver's seat paused for a moment.

"Ah...I have a social event later, so I won't be going home today. You and your mother are eating at home."

"Well, dad, you should drink less."

The author has something to say:

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Winter vacation should be able to be more and more on the basis of double updates every week

I don't know if I can finish orz during the holidays, it seems impossible

The short stories are just for fun~