Five years simulation three years first

Although the second class did not prepare very well for sports events, they did a very active preparation.

"I have a question," Feng Zhou said, holding a rough shirt with a complicated expression, "Are we really going to dress like this?"

These shirts are their class uniforms.At the beginning, the school didn’t allow class uniforms to be worn, but later they let go after negotiating with someone, but there was only one week left before the sports meeting, so I had to find a random shop on Taobao to make do with it.

Class uniforms are divided into bright red and bright blue styles, which are very eye-catching and rough to the touch, as if they were directly nailed together with two pieces of sandpaper.The most unacceptable thing is that there are two lines of big characters written in bright yellow on the back:

"The east wind is blowing and the drums are beating, let's see who my second class is afraid of."

What an arrogant group.

Will it really not be scolded if you dress like this?

Lu Xiaonan seemed very satisfied with the temporary uniforms: "Of course, how domineering, we must be the most conspicuous team in the audience!"

Indeed, it was so conspicuous that it offended the audience.

Tai Mei seems to love the bright red shirt: "How do you divide this color? I want to wear red, give me a chance."

"According to the line that has been lined up," Li Guohao said, "We are in a 7x6 formation, the three columns on the left wear red, and the three columns on the right wear blue, so will it look neater when we walk in the square formation at the end? "

Tai Mei counted his positions: "Damn, I'm in the third column on the right, is there anyone on the left who will change places with me?"

His deskmate asked inexplicably: "Why are you so entangled in the position?"

"You don't understand," Tai Mei said mysteriously, "Wearing red makes you look white."

In the morning of the sports meeting, classes are held as usual, and the sports department starts to prepare related equipment and venues at noon, and pulls up the banners handed in by each class on the playground to distinguish the sitting position of each class.

Li Guohao brought a large bag of clothes into the classroom, and urged: "Change quickly, change quickly, step on the spot after changing, hurry up!"

People from all grades point to the 10 minutes of the lunch break to change clothes, and the bathroom is full of people from inside to outside.Feng Zhou sneaked into the bathroom with the strange clothes tucked in, and was startled by the man who was undressing and revealing his body.

He looked at the overcrowded bathroom, and just as he was about to return the same way, the compartment next to him was opened a small crack, and a hand stretched out and patted his shoulder: "This way, this way."

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Before Feng Zhou could react, he was pulled into that compartment.

Yu Shaochun shook off the ridiculously red shirt in his hand, bit the packaging bag in his mouth and mumbled: "It turns out that the whole school has a good understanding to change clothes at this time. Fortunately, I was quick-witted."

"Change it yourself, won't it be too crowded to pull me in?"

"Then how can I do it?" Yu Shaochun said, "I let you go and dance with a bunch of naked men outside, can you change it?"

Feng Zhou thought about the outrageous picture, and felt that he really couldn't accept it.

Yu Shaochun unzipped the school uniform and saw that Feng Zhou was still frozen in place without any movement.He seemed to understand something, and smiled: "Isn't it Feng Xueba, are you shy?"

"Me? Shy?" Feng Zhou glanced at him, turned his back and took out the clothes from the packing bag, "If you have a problem with your mind, you can put it in the toilet to sober up."

Coincidentally, Yu Shaochun's is red and his is blue.

Feng Zhou felt that the people behind him were already taking off their shirts.He swallowed, feeling uncomfortable.

What's the matter?All the good guys outside are still running around in the bathroom with their upper body bare and there are no partitions to block them. They are not embarrassed, but he is embarrassed to use a hammer?

After finishing his mental training, he just unbuttoned his school uniform jacket when he heard the person behind him say, "Do you want me to help you with your clothes?"

How did it change so quickly?

Feng Zhou remained calm on his face: "No."

"Then hurry up."

He hurriedly took off his shirt, turned his head quietly, but saw Yu Shaochun playing with his mobile phone with his head down, as if he didn't intend to look up at all.

Feng Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, and put the school uniform around his neck. Regardless of the pros and cons, he stretched out his hand and put the blue shirt on his body. He felt as if he had a rag bag on his body, and his skin was severely worn.

Up to now, he no longer cares whether his collar is neat or not, he just wants to get out of this place quickly.

An uneven collar is better than changing clothes in slow motion in front of Yu Shaochun's eyes.

"Let's go." Feng Zhou took the school uniform in his hand, thankfully the process was much easier than expected.

But just as he was about to open the door, Yu Shaochun grabbed his arm: "Wait."

"what happened?"

"you this......"

Yu Shaochun raised his hand to touch the fabric on the back of his neck: "You didn't take off your trademark, idiot, don't you panic?"

"Oh," Feng Zhou hurriedly reached back to try to pull the trademark off, "I just forgot."

"Tsk, don't move."

Yu Shaochun held down his half-stretched hand.

Feng Zhou blinked, and was about to tell him to do it by himself, when he suddenly felt a light and shallow breath caressing the most sensitive skin on the back of his neck.

Damn, what is he doing?

Yu Shaochun lowered his head and bit the plastic rope on the label, pulled it lightly, took off the label with a "snap", and threw it into the trash can next to him: "Okay, let's go."

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out as if nothing had happened, leaving Feng Zhou to look at each other on the spot alone.

Feng Zhou felt that the skin on the back of his neck seemed to have lost consciousness, and followed the trademark just now, and he didn't know where it was thrown.As soon as he opened the door, he saw a few acquaintances waiting at the door.

Tang Qian frowned and asked, "What are you two doing inside? The whole class is waiting for you."

"Ah?" Feng Zhou was taken aback for a moment, "No, what did you do?"

Li Guohao made up the knife: "The next compartment came out in two or three minutes, and you two stayed in there for almost 3 minutes, what's going on?"

Yu Shaochun put his hand on his shoulder, and squeezed it like a demonstration: "Why are you talking so much? Are you not in a hurry to go downstairs now?"

Feng Zhou walked behind them, but he was still thinking about what happened in that cramped little space just now.

Nothing seems wrong, but nothing seems right.

But the person who provoked the trouble was too calm, as if his panic was wishful thinking.

Lu Xiaonan had changed his clothes a long time ago, and standing in front of the banner of the second class directed the boys who came down first to move the stools: "Remember to spread the red cloth on the table in front, and the students who will contribute to the radio station will sit here and write."

She raised her eyes and saw the last few people who came out, and she couldn't help laughing: "I didn't realize before, why do the two colors chosen by our class look so like couple outfits?"

Several people also reacted to what she said, and their smiles were a little ambiguous.

Li Guohao waved his hand: "Our thoughts must be pure, pure, you know, Ms. Lu Xiaonan?"

Feng Zhou randomly picked a side seat and sat down. Yu Shaochun leaned next to him and touched in the bag: "Stretch out your hand."

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Feng Zhou stretched out his hand without knowing why, and he stuffed a handful of fruit candies.

It's the same one that he kindly sponsored at the New Year's Eve party, and the strawberry taste is delicious.

"Why do they say class clothes are couple clothes?" Feng Zhou asked as he peeled off the candy wrapper.

Just as Yu Shaochun put the candy in his mouth, he was silent for a while when he heard him ask this question: "Just talk and have fun."

Feng Zhou looked suspicious: "Really?"

He looked down at Feng Zhou slightly: "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

Feng Zhou nodded.

"because......"

Yu Shaochun bent down suddenly, and whispered in his ear: "Red and blue have CP since ancient times, don't you know?"

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The cells in his whole body trembled immediately when Yu Shaochun uttered the first word, as if all the blood rushed to the earlobe of his left ear, making it extremely sensitive.

Even the sweetness of the strawberry candy that the person exhaled could be felt.

After Yu Shaochun finished speaking, he left and went to the front to chat with someone without looking back. Only Feng Zhouzhou was left sitting where he was, quietly waiting for the heat in his ears to subside.

Something is wrong, he thought.

Whether it's him or Yu Shaochun, something is wrong today.

He faintly felt that there was a layer of separation between himself and Yu Shaochun.

Like a layer of unbroken paper.

The Games will start with the men's 1000m.When submitting the registration form, Li Guohao said that this year’s sports meeting will try “Tianji horse racing”. First, put the athletes who are not high-quality in the front of the field, and put the high-quality athletes in the events with more points. Only in this way can we be sure to rank higher .

The unqualified athlete Tang Qian stood on the starting line, looking at the cheering students in his class from a distance, feeling that they had no heart.

On his left is the captain of the school's track and field team, on his right is the forward of the school's football team, and counting to the side, there are a few people who are famous for running.

Li Guohao stood in front of the class, leading a few people to cheer Tang Qian on by beating drums and clapping hands. Tang Qian looked at the opponents in front of him and felt that he would be good if he could finish the run.

Li Guohao comforted everyone optimistically: "It's okay, after a while Tai Mei and I finish the 400-meter run, we will be in the 4x100 relay. We should definitely win the relay score..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was hit hard by someone, knocking him directly on the corner of the table next to him, causing him to gasp in pain.

"What are you doing?" Lu Xiaonan asked with a frown, "If you don't walk in such a big place next to it, you have to squeeze in with others?"

The boy who hit them looked at them and curled his lips: "You guys still want to get points?"

"What do you mean?"

"Nothing interesting," he nodded to Li Guohao, "just to say hello as an opponent."

After he finished speaking, he slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot, it seems that your level is not enough to compete with us."

"Who is he? Such a drag?" Chen Si asked in a low voice.

"The physique of the first class," Lu Xiaonan said, "I guess he wants to find a place for Han Shun."

Yu Shaochun sneered: "It's been a semester before I plucked up the courage to find a place. Can your reflex arc be so fragrant that it can circle the earth? Is it useless?"

The boy was not angry, and smiled at the person next to him, with a bit of sinister on his face.

Although Feng Zhou sat far away, he had a panoramic view of everything that happened.Looking at that weird smile, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.