Deskmate

Among the athletes waiting for the review, Yuan Yueze seemed to be walking on a film set. Some were nervously rubbing their fists, some were jumping excitedly. In short, they were repeatedly checking their shoelaces or other things. The word "calm" was almost written on his face, and he was leaning loosely against the wall waiting for his turn to appear, so calm and unreal.

Yuan Yueze didn't have this kind of temperament on weekdays, because it was so strange, Li Huan took a few more glances.

He is already outstanding, and his distinctive behavior is even more eye-catching, and the eyes of both men and women will stop on him from time to time.

It is estimated that Yuan Yueze is used to it, but Li Huan's response is not good, and he can't wait to run back to the classroom, because girls keep coming to ask him for WeChat, and this is the only trouble.

Yuan Yueze was in the sixth group, which was the last group. Seeing that the fifth group was about to run, he slowly took off his jacket to reveal the short-sleeved top inside. The hem of the top was tucked into the trousers, showing a thin waist clearly outlined.

Putting away that lazy energy, Yuan Yueze walked to No. [-] lane, ready to move, tilting his head slightly, staring at the gun in the referee's hand, waiting for the start.

Li Huan didn't know why he started to get nervous, as if he was the one on stage, his palms were slightly sweaty, and he was staring at the figure on the seat platform, fearing that he would miss a step.

With the sound of the gun, he started to run and rushed several meters in an instant.

The sports committee next to him seemed less nervous. Compared to this incident, he sat with Jingji and Li Huan, and said cautiously: "Brother Huan, you don't have to worry about that. Last time, Brother Yuan won the 400-meter race."

Looking at this speed, it is estimated that it is still the first. Yuan Yueze's sports are really good, and the white figure rushed to people's eyes in an instant.

Li Huan nodded, the pure music in the earphones overlapped with the playback on the playground, his eyes never left, because some voices could not be heard clearly, and he asked the question he hadn't asked before: "Yuan... Yue Ze how old are you"

The Sports Commissioner was stunned for a while, and really didn't expect him to ask this question. He almost bit his tongue out of shock, and stumbled and said: "17 years old seems to be a little younger than many people in the class. I just had my birthday in the summer vacation, so it's [-] years old. Seven, I went to celebrate."

"Oh." He responded lightly, and then asked again: "Then why do you call him Brother Yuan?"

"That's our honorific name for him. Although he's a bit unlucky, he's really good at playing single-player games!" the sports committee said excitedly.

"Single-player game" Li Huan raised his eyebrows, his mind full of question marks.

"We played "Rolling Sky" for a while in our class, and our skills were not very good. Brother Yuan cleared a bunch of levels by himself. We are all small." The sports commissioner touched his head and began to laugh, showing his naivety, "It's really amazing, it's become a joke."

Li Huan also had a smile on his lips, and his gorgeous peach blossom eyes stood out.

After a few minutes, the game was over, Yuan Yueze strode to their seats, did not sit down, panted slightly, and looked down at them: "Yes, I am there to play for the team, you play with each other here, give me the water."

The sports committee handed over the water in his hand, and he drank most of the water in one breath. He didn't rush to put on the black coat, the collarbone exposed deeply, his skin was dazzlingly white, and a little sweat dripped from his forehead. He sat down after a while. He got down and hugged the clothes in his arms, "If I knew it was so hot, I wouldn't have worn a black coat."

"We were chatting just now, where is your place?" The sports committee made up for it, and the topic changed.

"Tsk tsk, I compete so hard, you still treat me like this and I'm No. 1." Yuan Yueze pretended to be dissatisfied.

"All right, all right, we were wrong." The Sports Committee reassured him perfunctorily, and then returned to the topic of the competition, "I read it, and the first event in the afternoon is 500 meters. You have to be prepared."

The game in the morning had nothing to do with the two of them, and they left after watching a little.

Yuan Yueze was still "slamming" their behavior, walking behind Li Huan.

Hearing these words, Li Huan felt it was funny. He shook his head, turned around suddenly, and pointed to the coat in his hand: "Put on your clothes well. It's easy to catch a cold in this weather."

"Want a reward? I'll give it to you."

Li Huan went to the school store to buy a bag of snacks, including some sweet and spicy ones, and took the opportunity to sneak a cup of milk tea outside the campus.

Because someone caught people eating, they simply moved to the grove. Although Yuan Yueze didn't think anyone would want to catch Li Huan, he couldn't bear the coolness of the grove.

So he sat on the spot and drank milk tea together.

It was the milk tea shop he often went to, the signature milk tea. He glanced at Li Huan who was playing with his mobile phone, bored, and asked, "Brother Huan, actually, I feel really embarrassed to make you spend so much money today."

"so what?"

"I'm absolutely number one in the 500-meter run this afternoon."

"I also participated."

Yuan Yueze blinked his eyes, took two sips of milk tea in this awkward atmosphere, and chewed up the pearls in it, "Why don't I let you?"

There is arrogance in this sentence.

"I think you need to understand yourself clearly. It's not you who let me. Be stricter. I let you."

In the afternoon, there will be a 500-[-]-meter race.

By the way, during the lunch break, Yuan Yueze recited a pipa song, brushed up an English test paper, and developed himself in an all-round way.

Yuan Yueze was miserable.

A group of people ran the first track together, and even if they finished, they were quite tired after running 500 meters. Li Huan didn't know how to finish the run, but Yuan Yueze caught up after him. The smell of blood was so uncomfortable that people doubted life. They wished they could lie on the ground directly, the sweat on their foreheads could not stop flowing, and the cheers of the class.

It was really memorable, he thought, much more tiring than playing with a mobile phone alone.

But this feeling is very strange, he is really affected by the emotions of the people around him, and he is a little happy from the bottom of his heart.

Emotions are contagious.

He looked towards Yuan Yueze, and Yuan Yueze also looked at him, and he said with his mouth: "I - won -."

Yuan Yueze was taken aback for a moment, and was amused. He pulled out a hand with difficulty and gave him a thumbs up.

The author has something to say: I'd love to show you the fairy art style of "Rolling Sky 2" faithfully! (﹡?o?﹡)