My Star [Campus]

At the end of September, before the math competition, it was the school sports meeting of No. [-] Middle School.

Zhou Yuan, the sports committee member, began to encourage his classmates to sign up for the sports meeting as early as early September.

Lao Lin also said that the students who participated in the project did not need to write cheers during the sports meeting, and the 500-meter students did not even use the evening self-study.

But even so, the students in Class 100 are not very enthusiastic about signing up, and there are still many people who would rather write a few more essays. Even if they sign up, they only choose those events such as the long jump and the 500-meter high jump. The [-]-meter quota is always empty. there.

Li Xingyu has strong explosive power and is not good at long-distance running, so he only chose the 100-meter, 200-meter and 400-meter relay.

Yan Feicheng watched Zhou Yuan begging his grandpa to tell his grandma as if watching a good show, but no one dared to challenge the 500 meters. After watching enough of the show, he leisurely said that he would participate in the 500 meters.

Zhou Yuan was so happy that he almost knelt down and called him father.

There are two quotas for 500-meter boys, so Zhou Yuan added himself.

In the end, the girl's spot was applied by a girl in the class who was good at sports.

Therefore, Yan Feicheng will participate in the two events of the 500-meter relay and the 400-meter relay.

The sports meeting was held on Thursday, and as early as Monday, the students in Class [-] were arguing endlessly about what to wear for the entrance ceremony.

Many girls want to wear Hanfu or Lolita skirts.

The boy scoffed at this, and firmly believed that it was too exaggerated and troublesome, and thought it would be fine to wear a sweater or shirt together.

After arguing for many days, Lao Lin finally made a final decision and decided to buy school uniforms uniformly.

On the day of the sports meeting, the students in Class [-] changed into their own clothes after getting up.

When they came to the playground, they looked extremely youthful and playful in a pile of simple T-shirts and anime cosplay.

The girl wears a white shirt with a gray bow tie, a light gray pleated skirt, white stockings pulled down to her knees, and a pair of jet black leather shoes on her feet.

The boys also wore white shirts and gray ties, light gray trousers, and leather shoes.

Class [-] students lined up in their own class, chatting and laughing, attracting the attention of the class next to them.

Especially because the head teacher disagreed with Class [-] who could only wear blue and white fat school uniforms, the envious and jealous eyes were about to materialize into knives.

And Li Xingyu and Yan Feicheng are always the most eye-catching ones in the group.

Li Xingyu leaned lazily on the basketball hoop behind him, his shirt was white, his eyes were cold, and there was a slight smile on his lips, but his temperament became more and more cold.

Yan Feicheng was talking to him with a frivolous smile, and his dark pupils were gentle and affectionate.

The same clothes on Li Xingyu's body are cold and aloof, but on him they are gentle and ruffian.

Everyone thought that the two of them would definitely fight, but no one thought that they would become friends, or close friends who were inseparable.

The sports march was played on the playground of the No. [-] Middle School. Classes walked in front of the rostrum in a square formation, and finally went back to line up on the lawn in the middle of the playground.

The No. [-] Middle School is not lenient about the dress code for the sports meeting, and those school leaders in cosplay suits seem a bit gimmicky.

When Class [-] in a cool and beautiful uniform passed by, the students who were waiting on the lawn couldn't help but gasped in amazement, and even the school leaders couldn't help but smile.

Especially the two school grass-level male gods who are the finale of the team.

One is cold and the other is angry.

Although the students of No. [-] Middle School are used to the scenes where the two male gods enter and exit together, they still have to admit that the two men in such uniforms have reached a new level of handsomeness.

"I feel like I'm 1.8 meters tall today!"

"Have you heard the voices of those people, they all praised us for looking good!"

"A little excited!"

When they walked around the playground and lined up on the lawn, everyone in Class [-] was very excited.

There was a lot of scrutiny from all around, and everyone showed a reserved smile, pretending that they were not the ones who blushed from the excitement just now.

After the speech of the school leader, it is the broadcasting exercise competition.

Zhou Yuan persuaded him for a long time, but Li Xingyu still refused to go to the front of the team to lead the exercise, and Yan Feicheng just watched the show with a smile, but he had no choice but to do it by himself.

After the broadcasting exercises are finished, the opening ceremony of the sports meeting will officially end.

The first race is the 100-meter preliminary race.

The competition started in the third year of high school, and there was still some time before the second year of high school. Yan Feicheng accompanied Li Xingyu back to the dormitory to change clothes.

Li Xingyu entered his bedroom, followed by Yan Feicheng.

He glanced at Yan Feicheng, took out his clothes from the cabinet, and started to unbutton his shirt.

Yan Feicheng looked away from the tidy and clean cabinet, and subconsciously fell on Li Xingyu's unbuttoned hand.

His fingertips are pink, especially pink on the white shirt. At this time, he deftly unbuttons one by one, slowly revealing the thin chest and thin waist of some young people under the clothes.

I fuck.

Yan Feicheng cursed secretly and quickly turned his gaze away, staring straight at the mosquito net on Li Xingyu's bed.

The corners of Li Xingyu's mouth curled up, and he quickly threw the shirt he took off on the bed as if nothing had happened, and put on a loose T-shirt.

He took off his trousers and leather shoes again, and put on sports shorts and sneakers.

The black sweatpants and sneakers further showed the fairness of those legs.

Yan Feicheng glanced at the hideous scar, and immediately lost all thoughts.

"This won't hurt, will it?" Yan Feicheng squatted in front of Li Xingyu, stretched out his fingers and sketched in front of the scar, not daring to touch it.

"It's okay." Li Xingyu said calmly.

He looked at the obvious distress on Yan Feicheng's face, and suddenly regretted that he had been too lazy to deal with the scar all these years and didn't apply any scar removal medicine.

"Okay, let's go." Li Xingyu pulled Yan Feicheng up and changed the subject.

Yan Feicheng nodded, thinking about when he would be able to give him the tube of scar cream in his schoolbag that his elder brother was looking for and said to be very useful.

When the two returned to the playground, Zhou Yuan was distributing pins. When he saw Li Xingyu coming back, he quickly called him, "Boss, the 100-meter inspection is about to take place. Quickly pin the number plate on."

Yan Fei took over the pins, and asked Li Xingyu to hold the number plate and bend down to fasten the pins for him.

"Boss, do you want someone to accompany you to the inspection office?" Zhou Yuan turned his head from his busy schedule and asked.

Before Li Xingyu could answer, Yan Feicheng smiled and said, "Then I must be there to accompany him."

Li Xingyu snorted, "I'm thick-skinned again."

Yan Feicheng smiled shamelessly, "Do you want to touch the stars?"

As he said that, he was about to grab Li Xingyu's hand and touch his face, but Li Xingyu broke free. He didn't care, and continued to talk next to Li Xingyu with a smile.

On the highest step of the stand, Li Yingying was immersed in writing a cheering manuscript. The girl next to her poked her arm, pursed her mouth to signal her to look at the two people below, and asked in a low voice, "Yingying, I always feel that Brother Yan It seems that he really likes the boss."

Li Yingying looked down, the two were getting bored with each other as usual, Yan Feicheng wanted to put her hand on Li Xingyu's shoulder, but Li Xingyu noticed it, turned around and avoided, Yan Feicheng immediately He leaned forward with an aggrieved face, he didn't know what he was talking about, Li Yingying could guess without looking at his lips, Yan Feicheng must have been a series of soft words and aggrieved small eyes.

In fact, she had noticed the two of them a long time ago.

To put it in a cliché.

When Yan Feicheng looked at Li Xingyu, there were stars in his eyes.

A smile appeared on Li Yingying's face, "Who knows."

The author has something to say:

Li Yingying: There are stars in his eyes.

Cheng Cheng [nods madly]: Yes, yes, there are stars in my eyes!

Star::)