Dressed as cannon fodder and the male lead together

In the end, Chen Putao reported for 1000 meters.

He smashed the can, simply closed his eyes, no matter what Ji Yichuan thought, no matter what project he applied for, and just filled in the crumpled application form in his hand.

As soon as he finished filling out the registration form, he directly stuffed it into the arms of the sports committee without any hesitation, but at the last moment when he left the registration form, he still couldn't help but glance at Ji Yichuan.

Chen Putao suddenly felt that she was worthless.

Soon, under the "teaching" of the sports committee, the last person in 4100 was finally settled. Holding a stack of registration forms in his hand, the sports committee rushed to the podium.

"Teacher Wang, everything is ready."

"So fast?" Wang Zhong was looking at the latest news from the official website of the Rising Star Cup. The results of the preliminary competition will be checked through the candidate number next Friday.

Wang Zhong has never been very responsible for the sports meeting. He took the stack of registration forms casually and just flipped through them.

It wasn't until he saw the name of his favorite student that Wang Zhong regained his energy. He took out Chen Putao's registration form, looked carefully, and laughed, "Ouch, Chen Putao has to run 1000 meters."

"Then you have to practice hard." Wang Zhong waved the registration form in his hand towards Chen Putuo, "The teacher will lead the whole class to cheer for you then."

For a moment, everyone's fiery eyes were focused on Chen Putao.

Chen Putao was restless, and smiled a little forcedly, "I'll do my best."

Having said that, Chen Putao still had a headache. Originally, he wanted to keep a low profile and pretend to be a fool. Who knows, after Wang Zhong's troubles, everyone knew about it.

He sighed and smiled wryly. He had no choice but to take a step forward.

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Chen Putao's step-by-step approach was preliminarily set as a running practice around the playground twice every night after school.

He stood on the edge of the playground, doing warm-up exercises in advance, lowered his waist, and barely touched the ground with his fingertips.

His knees hurt a little, he hissed, and after standing up straight, he turned his head and looked at the entire playground, there were students running everywhere, and occasionally there were a few couples pretending to be hidden in the corner, Chen Putao looked at the plastic under his feet. Runway, some headaches.

He really didn't want to train. Originally, he wanted to increase the number of people, but he didn't expect to be called by Wang Zhong, and he became the focus instead.

Chen Putao looked at the crowd twice more, feeling nothing interesting, turned around and saw a familiar black figure waving at him.

On the periphery of the playground, the street lights are not as dim as the lights at the entrance of the dormitory. Instead, they are white and dazzling, hitting Chen Putao's face. On the side of the rostrum, there is not even a tree. Ji Yichuan greeted the light from the playground chairman Step down from the stage.

When it was newly built, I don’t know what the designer thought. The stairs on both sides of the rostrum were very long, and the steps on each floor that could catch up with the calf height of ordinary high school students were also nicknamed by the students as the stairs that Nansong could not climb.

The black figure hopped and went downstairs. It wasn't until he approached that Ji Yichuan's entire face appeared under the light.

Under the dazzling white light, the shadows of the two stretched extremely long, spreading outwards, and intersecting tightly at the end point. Chen Putao looked up at Ji Yichuan who was standing on the last step, half of his face was hit by the incandescent light On the face, the side of the tall bridge of the nose is darkly shadowed.

"Why are you here?"

Chen Putao said angrily because her neck was sore because she kept her head up.

Ji Yichuan was condescending, looking down at the people below him. In the dark night, his eyes were shining. He tilted his head and thought for a while before jumping off.

The last step was not short. After Ji Yichuan jumped down, he didn't know whether it was on purpose or because of too much inertia, so he fell into Chen Putao's arms.

Chen Putao gasped, Ji Yichuan was much taller than him, it was more like he hit his head on his chest than he fell into his arms.

The impacted chest was too strong, and now he felt the burning pain on the bridge of his nose.

"Let go." Chen Putao clutched her nose and wanted to step back, but found that she was bound by two arms and could not break free at all.

"Say you like me, and I'll let you go."

Ji Yichuan's almost rogue behavior made Chen Putao's face blush, the sound of fiery breathing from above his head, and the lingering warm breath from the tip of his nose made his heart beat too fast.

Just like what I heard from my ears and chest, Ji Yichuan's heartbeat was also like the rapid beating of drums, fast and loud.

Chen Putao looked up at Ji Yichuan, but found that he could only see the delicate chin. After thinking about it, he stepped on Ji Yichuan hard without feeling soft-hearted.

Immediately, a dirty shoe print appeared on Ji Yichuan's white sneakers.

"You forced me to do this." Taking advantage of Ji Yichuan's surprise, Chen Putao took a step back, clenched his fists, with a vicious expression on his face.

However, under the illumination of the light, Ji Yichuan still caught a glimpse of Chen Putao's blush cheeks that could not be concealed under the fierce expression. His eyes stretched back to see the red ear pinnae that were about to drip.

Ji Yichuan's eyes darkened, but he didn't point it out.

He didn't care about his shoes, but instead glanced at the seats in the first row of the rostrum. Because the rostrum hadn't been used for a long time, there was a light layer of dust on the seats. Ji Yichuan frowned, a little disgusted, and wanted to sit down but couldn't Can only stand stiffly on the side.

"As a seed player of Class [-] participating in the sports meeting, I also have a very high sense of collective honor. For the honor of Class [-], how can I not come to the playground to train before the game?" Ji Yichuan pointed to a group of people behind Chen Putao on the playground The boy who ran wildly, "Look, how athletic, just like me."

The last few words were emphasized by Ji Yichuan, as if he was emphasizing something, but Chen Putao didn't believe Ji Yichuan's nonsense at all. "The sports committee said that 1000 meters is very difficult. I just went to collect my head. If the head teacher said that, I would definitely not come to the training."

Chen Putao scratched his head, his face full of distress, it seemed that he was tortured by Wang Zhong's words.

"Student Chen Putao, your negative thoughts will be criticized by the organization." Ji Yi Kawabata said in a tone of righteousness, "Now the organization is willing to give you a chance to reform."

"Come on, let's go together."

"..."

Chen Putao embraced her arms, frowned, and stared at Ji Yichuan with scrutinizing eyes. The person in front of him had an innocent smile on his face, with his palms thrown out, his head tilted, and his innocent eyes met his own.

Because of Ji Yichuan's inexplicable feelings for him, Chen Putao was really puzzled. He didn't know how such a good boy Ji Yichuan could fall in love with him so hard, but now, he was surprised to find that Ji Yichuan seemed to have penetrated Every minute and every second of my life.

Like a shadow.

The perfect face of the person in front of him smiled at him, Chen Putao was dizzy for a while, and finally nodded.

Zhou Tong walked towards the playground with two cups of milk tea in her arms. Recently, she met a like-minded sister, and she placed a lot of orders from her. The requirements were small, and the money was generous, which made her want to give up the college entrance examination and hug her directly. With her sister's thighs, she changed her career to be a painter.

The sister is rich, and even brought her to a well-off life. Although the sister's requirements are not high, how can she draw some random pictures to perfuse her good sister!She must observe Chen Putao and Ji Yichuan carefully, and draw a peerless picture with her heart!

"Chen Putao, Ji Yichuan, do you want milk tea?" The two of them had just finished running two laps on the playground, and Chen Putao was panting on Ji Yichuan's shoulders, sweating profusely, and waved weakly at Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong's eyes glowed, Chen Putao's delicate body was really wonderful, Zhou Tong stared at Chen Putao in a daze, and sketched the general appearance of the next work in his mind.

"Thank you." A low voice that seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth came from the side, which drove away the weird picture in Zhou Tong's mind.

Ji Yichuan held Chen Putao's shoulder with his right arm, so that Chen Putao could rest on his shoulder with peace of mind. He took a step forward with his left foot, slightly blocking Zhou Tong's gaze, and took it from Zhou Tong's hand with a smile on his face. Had those two cups of milk tea.

The peach blossom eyes that always smile in front of Chen Putao are now covered with shadows, making Zhou Tong's scalp numb.