why are you forcing me to study

He Qing recalled the time when someone at the door of the group suffered a peach blossom robbery.

"They are not as important as you."

I thought that the little white face was a white lotus that does not stain the world.

Pooh!It's all a lie!fraud!

What lies!What are you pretending to be?Didn't you add girls to WeChat?

Suddenly, the referee's loudspeaker almost deafened his ears: "5124 He Qinghui! I have called you several times, it's your time!"

He Qing turned his head back.

How come everyone in front of you has finished dancing with such little effort?

When he arrived, there were obviously more girls watching.

At any rate, his self-confidence came back, and he took a deep breath.

Soon, a coherent and beautiful arc flew through the air and landed firmly on the mat.

Xu Yuan bounced up from his seat excitedly, "Brother Hui! Beautiful!! So fucking handsome! I love you!!!"

Sitting in the field of Class [-], Pan Zhongsheng just happened to capture that scene, pushed his glasses and smiled, "This kid is really talented in sports, he can compete with what I had back then..."

There are many small projects in a day, and He Qinghui can make him the focus of every moment on the playground.

He didn't return to the field of Class [-] until the sky was dark and the project was over.

Sun Yina handed him a towel and a bottle of water, "You worked hard today, wipe off your sweat."

Sun Yina is used to being teased, but she is not used to being so gentle.

He paused, took the water and towel, "Thank you, monitor."

He was wiping his sweat, and his eyes unconsciously fell on an empty seat.

Take a look at it at will.

No one was seen.

That is to say, Shan Yunche didn't even see his vigorous figure and his radiant moment?

That's such a shame.

The sports meeting will be suspended for three days. After finishing the day's projects, everyone will go home from school.

Because it was too hot, sweating all over his body, He Qinghui sneaked back to the classroom, took out the small fan in the belly of the desk, and blew it all the way on his face.

Blowing while looking at the information on the phone.

[Brother Ah Che]: I performed well today.

This, could it be... that he left after reading all his projects?

When returning to the dormitory, Shan Yunche was squatting there looking at the new pair of shoes on the ground.

He Qing put it back at his desk.

Feeling a gust of wind blowing in front of him, Shan Yunche raised his head.

"what is this."

He Qinghui's eyes flickered, and he walked towards his bed nonchalantly while taking the Wangzai milk on the table, "Ah, this, it's... I went near the north gate and bought you a pair of sneakers."

Shan Yunche was sure that he had heard correctly, and He Qing went back to buy him sneakers.

"why."

He Qinghui sat down and looked down at the phone without looking at him, "Just, don't you have a long jump tomorrow, and you haven't participated in a sports meeting before, this kind of shoes will make jumping easier and not easy to fall."

Shan Yunche was stunned for a moment, then looked at him without saying a word.

On the surface, He Qinghui was drinking milk and playing with his mobile phone, but he was actually trying his best to hide his embarrassment.

No, it's been so long, why is this guy still silent?

He Qinghui put down the phone, "Anyway...it's not a famous brand, and it's not expensive. But it's very comfortable to wear. If you don't like it, just pull it down. Wear it or not...it's up to you, anyway, I bought it, you Just don't give it back to me."

I remembered that in the morning He Qinghui rushed to the opening ceremony out of breath.

Did you go to buy shoes for him?

Shan Yunche put his shoes away, straightened up, and slowly walked towards him.

He Qinghui felt a shadow enveloped him, and his knees felt warm.

He was forced to look up.

Shan Yunche's eyes still seemed to be out of focus.

His body unconsciously leaned back, "What...what are you doing?"

Shan Yunche bent down little by little, slowly lifted his hairband with one hand, and placed a light kiss on the reddened skin on his forehead.

Eyelids slightly closed.

The moment they touched each other, like an electric current flowing through the whole body.

He Qinghui even felt that his brain had lost consciousness.

Not daring to move an inch.

I just dared to open my eyes and try to look up.

I saw his slightly rolling Adam's apple.

...what is this guy doing?

Why kiss him?

The strange thing is that He Qinghui didn't really want to push him away.

It's crazy.

...too long, really too long.

If he didn't interrupt, He Qinghui doubted that this guy would be able to maintain this posture for an entire night.

He swallowed hard, quickly got out from the side and went straight to the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower!"

Just kissing his forehead was already what Shan Yunche could do just now, the most patience.

He Qinghui turned the shower head to the maximum, let the water flow straight to the top of his skull, and propped his hands against the wall.

Why is it?

Is it true that there are too few girls? ?

Something is really wrong, He Qinghui.

A pervert who eats both men and women, He Qinghui, you have to stay away from him, don't be bewitched!

After pounding the wall, he began to beat his head.

He Qinghui set an early alarm like yesterday.

When the bell rang the next day, He Qinghui felt dizzy and bloated as soon as he opened his eyes.

When he slapped his forehead with his hand, it was still a little hot.

no?Are you sick at this critical moment?How can this be? ?

...If I had known earlier, I would not have gone back to get the fan yesterday.

He Qinghui sat up slowly from the bed, the dizziness in his head became more intense.

He shook his head violently to force himself to wake up, lifted the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, pinching his eyebrows a few times.

Today's 1000 meters is very important, we must not drop the chain!

It's just that his head is a little dizzy. Based on his physique, he probably gritted his teeth and carried it over.

He Qinghui quickly got dressed and prepared to warm up like yesterday.

At this point, the sunlight on the playground is very soft.

A sprinkling of athletes is warming up like him.

A somewhat familiar figure appeared on the runway.

He Qinghui didn't think much, and started jogging around the track.

After running, the man followed and kept running at the same speed as him, "He Qinghui, I heard that you come to run every day these days?"

He Qinghui tilted his head in surprise.

It turned out to be Pan Zhongsheng.

"Old Pan? Why do you..."

"Hey, don't look at this playground is full of you young people, even though I am quite old, I often come here to run around."

A word suddenly appeared in He Qing's mind.

After racking my brains for a long time, I finally remembered——

Old, when, beneficial, strong.

In order to take care of Pan Zhongsheng's lack of energy as he got older, He Qinghui slowly slowed down his pace, and trotted around the track at the same speed as him, "Haha, then you're pretty healthy."

"He Qinghui, I watched every project of yours yesterday, you really have two talents!"

"Have you seen it all??"

"I think that when I participated in the school sports meeting, I applied for all the events, and finally took back a bunch of medals. From this point of view, we are quite similar."

That's pretty similar.

He Qinghui said jokingly: "Then your son must be like this too?"

Pan Zhongsheng obviously paused suddenly, his eyes darkened, "My son...if he is still here, it should be the same."

He Qinghui stopped and stood where he was, looking at Pan Zhongsheng's profile.

There are obvious white hairs on the sideburns, and the lines at the corners of the eyes are also clearly visible.

It may be that Pan Zhongsheng has always given people a positive and healthy feeling, which makes people ignore his vicissitudes.

He Qinghui realized that he might have said something wrong.

"Teacher Pan, I..."

Pan Zhongsheng trotted forward for another distance, stood quietly with his back to him for a while, turned around and walked in front of He Qinghui, and patted him on the shoulder, "Young man, do a good job! I look forward to your performance today! The time is almost up, I Go back to the office."

"……Um."

He Qinghui really wanted to slap himself.

Lao Pan's son... isn't there anymore?

Watching Pan Zhongsheng's back gradually recede into a pale black spot.

It seems to gradually overlap with another figure.

It's dad.

Maybe the wind was too strong, or sand got into the eyes, and two waves of warmth ran across the cheeks.

Worried about being seen by others, he quickly wiped away the tears with his arms.

The next day's long-distance running event was only 1000 meters. Although He Qinghui was dizzy, he basically ran at his original level.

No.1.

When he was the first to cross the finish line, he couldn't even hear the cheers around him. He just felt that the blood in his body rushed to the top of his head in an instant, and was about to burst out through his skin.

It will be... so uncomfortable.

After returning to the Class [-] stands, a group of people jumped up from their seats and continued to cheer.

"Good job, Brother Hui!!!"

"Brother Hui is awesome!!! You have thrown No.2 in a big circle!"

"He Qing returns to yyds!!!"

He Qinghui only felt his temples throbbing.

He didn't want to spoil everyone's good mood, so he forced a smile, took the bottle of mineral water passed in front of him, and glanced at the empty seat while turning the bottle cap.

Not even in the stands.

He pretended to ask Xu Yuan casually: "Shan... Shan Yunche didn't come."

Xu Yuan picked up a towel and wiped his sweat for him, and said, "God, Gu Yanhong seems to have something to do with him early in the morning, it seems to be about some chemistry competition. He just left after watching your competition."

"Just left?"

"Yes, it didn't take long. What's the matter, what do you need from him?"

"No, no, just ask casually."

Almost forgot, she is Gu Yanhong's favorite.

He Qing went back to the direction of the teaching building. When he reached the door of the men's toilet, he couldn't hold it any longer. He vomited in the pit at the innermost part of the track, "Ahem——"

Damn.

He dragged his exhausted body into the dormitory in a trance and lay down.

He finally knew what it means to die if you don't die.

Fortunately, there are no projects today, so just rest for an afternoon, it should be almost fine, right?

But by the way... did Shan Yunche have a long jump this afternoon?

Forget it, what does his long jump have to do with him?Is it possible to go to see him specially?

He Qing thought about it, and turned over on the bed.

It didn't take long to receive several WeChat messages.

It's Xu Yuan.

[Fat Yuan'er]: Brother Hui! !Help! !

[Fat Yuaner]: Brother Hui, did you see it! !Come back! !

[Big Shuai]: What's wrong?Speak slowly!

[Fat Yuan'er]: I sprained my ankle when I went downstairs, and I can't run 3000 meters in the afternoon! !

[Dashuai forced]: What?Why are you so careless?

[Fat Yuan'er]: The sprain is serious, and I'm currently in the school hospital.In the afternoon, I definitely won't be able to run away. The people on the rostrum said that they can replace me, but after asking around, no one in our class is willing to replace me...

3000 meters is not a small distance.

Most people are irritated enough to stare at the sun. Where are there people who don't sign up and are willing to run for three thousand?

He Qinghui sat up directly from the bed.

[The big handsome force]: I will replace you.