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The twelve runners on the track fell silent neatly, they were still running, but their hearts were numb.

The speaker that Chen Xun was holding was still playing the penetrating refueling in a loop.

"Brother Xun, what are you doing?" Ye Qingzhi ran neither fast nor slow, stuck in the middle and back of a group of people.

Zeng Xiang looked sideways, rolled his eyes, and ran forward with all his might, quickly leaving them behind.

Chen Xun carried the class flag of Class [-] in the other hand, and answered Ye Qingzhi's question loudly: "This is not to cheer you up, hey, I just asked the radio station if it can keep playing, and they said no."

Ye Qingzhi: "..." Isn't this nonsense.

"Then I borrowed a speaker from someone, witty."

Ye Qingzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "Then thank you."

Thanks to being dragged by Chen Xun to exercise every day for more than a month, Ye Qingzhi ran two laps like this, and his breathing was fairly stable.

He tilted his head and noticed Chen Xun's movements and expressions: "Brother Xun, don't run away with me, you still have a group of matches later."

Chen Xun ran with him for two laps without being out of breath, and refused with a smile: "It's okay, it's just 6000 meters, I can do it. Save your energy and don't talk."

The 3000-meter race is the most challenging event in the school sports meeting. Each class has students who carry the class flag to accompany the athletes to run around.Looking at the past, a large group of people followed in the inner circle, with all kinds of class flags fluttering in the wind.

However, the accompanying run of 3000 meters is obviously not something that one person can complete. Most of the students choose one lap per person, and hand over the class flag to the next classmate after running a lap.

Chen Xun, who has been running along lightly, is an exception.

As soon as he said the arrogant 6000 meters, the surrounding runners and fellow students couldn't help but feel the urge to beat someone up.

After five laps, a group of runners had formed a straight line on the 400-meter standard runway, and No.1 was almost one lap behind the last one.

Even though Ye Qingzhi kept running evenly and at a leisurely pace, after five laps he couldn't take it anymore, and his breathing gradually became heavy.

Chen Xun looked at the blushing face of the young man beside him, feeling a little worried.

Another lap passed, and Ye Qingzhi slowly moved from the middle and back row to the third.

Among the first two contestants, one was Zeng Xiang, and the other was a boy he didn't know.The two of them seemed to be unable to hold on anymore, and their speed slowed down significantly.

Ye Qingzhi's throat was already filled with a strong smell of rust, and the sound of wind and the sound of cheering came from the speaker.

Without stopping, he quickly passed the boy he didn't know.

Second.

Zeng Xiang, who was in front of him, had been charging with all his might from the very beginning, and at this moment his shortcomings were undoubtedly exposed-his face was flushed, his steps were a little shaky, and he looked like he was about to be out of breath.

Seeing that Ye Qingzhi was about to overtake him, Zeng Xiang cursed and continued to rush forward desperately.

He needs a glory to wash away the previous stains, and he must not let Ye Qingzhi be better than him.

But Zeng Xiang used too much physical strength before, and now he is unable to do what he wants.

Behind him, Ye Qingzhi slowly caught up.In the last half lap, he was only two meters away from Zeng Xiang.

After a few seconds, the two passed by.

Zeng Xiang, who was completely exhausted, stretched out his foot and tripped to the side.

Ye Qingzhi was at the speed of the final sprint, and it was too late to completely dodge, so he could only jump forward as much as he could.

However, he had already run nearly 3000 meters, and he couldn't keep up with his strength, so he staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Chen Xun, who was beside him, threw the class flag into Tang Weibin's hand, and reached out to catch Ye Qingzhi.

"Anyway, I can't run anymore." Zeng Xiang sat on the ground in a broken pot, watching No. 3 catch up for no reason, "You don't want to win."

The students who had been watching excitedly were taken aback by this change, and the cheering and shouting stopped.

Chen Xun didn't have time to talk to Zeng Xiang who was sitting on the ground, and looked down at Ye Qingzhi: "Are you okay?"

Ye Qingzhi's pent-up strength was interrupted, and he couldn't lift his strength, but fortunately, he was not injured except for being weak.

"It's okay, I can still run."

Chen Xun looked at him disapprovingly.

Ye Qingzhi glanced at the finish line that was close at hand, and No.3 who was about to catch up behind him, and shook his head: "I want to finish the run."

It's all here, so why give up because of irrelevant people.

The eyes of the two touched briefly, and Chen Xun simply grabbed Ye Qingzhi's wrist: "Okay."

From beginning to end, neither of them looked at Zeng Xiang.

The audience on both sides of the runway looked at the two people holding hands and started to run again, their original daze and anxiety turned into excitement tacitly at this moment.

The scene boiled instantly, various whistles and screams sounded from all directions, and finally converged into one sentence.

"Ye Qingzhi! Come on!"

The end is in sight.

Lao Luo and Lao Huang walked down from the rostrum in shock when the accident happened just now. Seeing them continue to run, Zeng Xiang was helped to the side by volunteers and stopped at the finish line to wait.

Second Middle School Shuangsha looked at the two running forward holding hands, and fell into a strange silence together.

Ten meters, nine meters.

Body temperature is transferred to each other along the adjacent skin.

Six meters, five meters.

The pulse beats regularly, gradually synchronizing.

Two meters, one meter.

The two crossed the finish line together.

In an instant, screams and roars of excitement resounded through the stadium.

After crossing the finish line, Chen Xun let go of the hand he was holding, and changed his hands to hug Ye Qingzhi and circle around.

"Hey! Hey! I know you two have a good relationship, let him go." Lao Huang waved his hand beside him, but was quickly pushed aside by the students who swarmed over, leaving only the last sentence echoing stubbornly.

"Let him walk slowly for a while, brat!"

Chen Xun responded loudly and put the man down.The crowd had already surrounded them, those who handed towels handed towels, and those who handed water handed water.

The excited crowd included not only students from Class [-], but also students from other classes—for some reason, this match was particularly exciting. Just watching this match, the blood was already boiling.

Ye Qingzhi drank two sips of hot water before he had the strength to congratulate his classmates and said, "Thank you, thank you for your support."

The girl who told him before the game that she wanted to make a video also came over to congratulate him and said, "Congratulations, I will send the video to Rourou later, and she will send it to you."

Then he turned to look at Chen Xun and asked him, "Student Chen Xun, can I videotape you later?"

Chen Xun didn't care about these small problems at all, and waved happily: "Yes."

The crowd gradually dispersed.Ye Qingzhi and Chen Xun walked slowly for more than ten meters together, turned around and took a look at the place where he almost fell.

All the students in their group had finished running. There was no one on the reddish-brown track, and a few pieces of ribbons were strewn about. The red and white safety thread next to it was hanging crookedly on the pillar.

Zeng Xiang didn't know where he went.

……

The second largest group of games is half an hour later.

Although Chen Xun followed Ye Qingzhi to finish the race, his face was still blushing and his heart was not beating after the run, let alone resting for half an hour.

The state can only be described as full of energy and vitality.

The players in the second largest group were mixed with three or four tall and strong sports students, and one of them was Liu Xinlin who almost had a fight with them.

Chen Xun jumped on the spot, still in the mood of what happened just now.

How the net is to meet these people.

"Qingzhi, don't run away later." Chen Xun said to Ye Qingzhi next to him after moving his hands and feet.

Ye Qingzhi's face was still very red, not only because he hadn't recovered after running 3000 meters, but also because he saw the last photo of him running hand in hand that enthusiastic photographers took in the class just now.

"That's beautiful, my legs are still a little sore now." Ye Qingzhi coughed lightly, dispelling the images in his mind, "Brother Xun, come on, I'll wait for you at the finish line."

With the blessing of the hand-in-hand run just now and Chen Xun's good looks, this match has attracted much attention.

But there was no intense chasing and see-sawing - Chen Xun single-handedly dumped the remaining eleven people for more than a circle.

It is the speed and endurance that sports students can't match.

When crossing the finish line, Chen Xun looked relaxed and effortless.When Ye Qingzhi caught the jumping guy, he silently sighed that people are different.

After running 6000 meters, it looks like a walk.

……

"Why isn't our Brother Xun the number one? That Liu Xinlin is clearly the second?!"

A group of people from Class [-] gathered around the referee, protesting collectively, and Tang Weibin yelled especially loudly.

Chen Xun was supposed to be number one without a doubt, but in the end it turned out that Liu Xinlin was number one.

Tang Weibin was about to vomit blood: "You simply counted wrong, okay! Liu Xinlin was the first to cross the finish line, and he still hasn't finished a lap yet!!"

In a race like 3000 meters, due to too many laps, the result gap is often relatively large, and the referee needs to count how many laps the players have run.

But the referee didn't know why, and he insisted that Liu Xinlin was the first: "I counted him, and he was the first."

During the dispute, a thin voice came from outside the crowd.

"That... I recorded the video."

Class [-] was silent for a moment, then surrounded the girl in the middle and asked her to turn on the camera.

Tang Weibin thanked loudly: "The fifth class will be your other home in the future!"

……

Chen Xun is the undisputed number one.

There were various episodes in a game, but fortunately nothing happened afterwards.

Ye Qingzhi and Chen Xun had no match in the morning of the third day, and they wandered around the field leisurely together.

——At first, Ye Qingzhi didn't want to wander around in the sun, but his behavior of brushing the test papers under the tent in the base camp was outraged by the public, so he had to go out for a walk.

"Hey, look over there."

Ye Qingzhi followed Chen Xun's line of sight and saw a very eye-catching scene.

A boy who was about the same size as Cheng Junfeng was wearing a lace tutu skirt, and walked around in circles flaunting his head. Beside him were two flower protectors who were much thinner than him.

In all fairness, that dress is actually pretty, a pretty one that exudes an expensive atmosphere.It's just that wearing it on a strong boy will only have the opposite effect.

Ye Qingzhi was so hot that his soul trembled violently: "Maybe it's the big adventure that lost...?"

Chen Xun looked at it for a while, but couldn't bear to look back.After a while, he suddenly looked at Ye Qingzhi, and said a word of emotion.

"Actually, that dress is pretty nice."

Ye Qingzhi: "???"

Good-looking is good-looking, what kind of eyes do you have? ?

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Qingzhi:? ? ?i beg you to be normal