After transferring to another school, I was stared at by the student god

Bai Ji flung himself into Qi Xiang's arms, his breath was unstable after strenuous exercise, his panting breathed on Qi Xiang's aorta, and both of them had thumping sounds in their bodies.

"Hold!"

Bai Ji cursed a few foul words in a muffled voice.

He is in a dilemma now, holding Qi Xiang is very embarrassing, if he gets off Qi Xiang and faces the attention of all the teachers and students in the school, he may transfer to another school immediately.

Fortunately, the referee reported the result of the 100-meter race in surprise at this time, which spread throughout the school through the loudspeaker, attracting the attention of the audience.

“高二男子100米，第三组No.16班白绩，12秒，No.212班周录宗,12秒03……”

0.3 seconds.

It is an accurate result obtained after repeated comparisons and calculations by the sports group, directly refreshing Zhou Luzong's historical results.

Zhou Luzong drank a bottle of water fiercely, his little eyes were filled with confusion, neither was he laughing nor crying.

He made progress, but he broke through after being chased by Bai Ji. Bai Ji is still an untrained ordinary person?

No!He must have trained, right?

Zhou Luzong approached Bai Ji suspiciously, "Bai Bai..."

Qi Xiang cast a spell and interrupted: "It's not necessary to be so close when we just met, brother."

Bai Ji bent down to pinch his calves to relax, and Qi Xiang stood behind him to help him hold the hem of his clothes, preventing it from slipping away because it was too wide.

Hearing this, Bai Ji raised his head and glanced at Zhou Luzong expressionlessly.

"Eh... Bai Ji!"

Zhou Luzong frowned, thinking why he didn't react at all when this man won, at least he was proud and proud, he couldn't really come prepared, he was a hidden dark horse, right?

He had already prepared the answer in his heart, "You have been trained for your speed, right? How do you usually practice? Do you have any skills?"

"I haven't trained before." Bai Ji straightened up, wiped his sweat, and thought if there was any skill in running fast, he mused, "Does walking the dog count as practice?"

He helped walk the husky, and he was so powerful that he would die when he let go, often dragging Bai Ji around the world.

Qi Xiang couldn't hold back, and chuckled, "I'm sorry, I didn't laugh at you, really."

Zhou Luzong was about to cry: "..."

I get up early and work late every day to practice with weights, and you can run faster than me by walking a fucking dog.

He got rid of Zhou Luzong's "You must be lying to me", and refused the invitation of the coach of the sprint team on the grounds that "I want to be in the top [-] in my grade". Finally, I reluctantly asked the school reporter to take a picture of a single person Close-up photo.

Under the support of Qi Xiang, Bai Jicai returned to the auditorium after passing five hurdles.

"Wuhu! Big star!"

There were also a large group of people in the auditorium looking forward to him. When he appeared, they clapped their hands and clapped their hands to build momentum for him. In this competition, no one was dissatisfied. Not only Class 6, but also Class 12, the "hostile" class, many people defected. Brother Bai, brother Bai, yelling non-stop.

Class [-] is located in the middle of the auditorium. Coincidentally, the row below Class [-] is exactly Class [-]. Bai Ji inevitably has to pass by when walking up.

The two classes are also on the same floor, and they are familiar with each other. Seeing Bai Ji's glorious return, they all smiled and congratulated him.

Bai Ji nodded perfunctorily to the people around him, but stopped in the middle of the walk.

He tilted his head slightly, and glanced towards the middle of the fourth class from the corner of his eye.

Ying Qiu was staring at him with envious and hateful eyes. The four groups of people were in pairs, and he was the only one who looked like a sunken hole in the ground, holding a book abruptly and arrogantly to isolate himself. .

No one is happy to be looked at like this, and Bai Ji has not forgotten that he splashed dirty water on himself.

Eyes met, Bai Ji raised his chin, sneered contemptuously, and cursed in a low voice, "You idiot."

"Have you seen Ying Qiu? He didn't live comfortably in the fourth class."

In the afternoon, the sun was slowly sinking, and the cafeteria provided afternoon tea desserts for the students within a limited time. Ji Beisheng sat opposite Bai Ji, scooped double-skin milk with a spoon, and chatted casually about Ying Qiu.

"He's a real guy. In the 100-meter final, both of our classes cheered you on, and in response to Qiu Te's loud voice, he called Zhou Xunzong to cheer on you. It was quite embarrassing and almost destroyed the relationship between the two classes."

"It's not just once or twice that he's been so thoughtless." Qi Xiang came back after queuing for Shuangpi Nai, gave Bai Ji the strawberry jam, and hit next Ji Beisheng on the head. Seeing that your brother Bai's eyeballs are all stuck to your spoon?"

Ji Beisheng said: "Who can tell that Brother Bai likes to eat this? I thought you two were tired from studying and came in to blow on the air conditioner."

Bai Ji took the Shuangpi Nai silently, put it aside deliberately as if he was not in a hurry to eat, and asked casually, "What's wrong with him in Class [-]?"

Gossiping, Ji Beisheng was full of energy, "Ying Qiu and Sister Qian had a quarrel, because Sister Qian used a tablet to draw Brother Bai in class, so Ying Qiu went to sue the teacher, saying that Sister Qian's disobedience in class would affect his study."

"Class [-] already has a lot of art students, so it's alright to piss off the eldest sister all of a sudden?" Ji Beisheng said. Half, he doesn't know anyone well, and once the incident happens, no one wants to play with him."

"Do you feel that Ying Qiu has become extremely sensitive compared to before?" Ji Beisheng looked excitedly at the two audiences opposite after speaking, looking forward to a passionate discussion about the fickleness of human nature.

Bai Ji immersed himself in scooping up the double-skin milk slowly, obviously not hearing anything, and let out a "huh" without distraction.

"..." Ji Beisheng pursed his lips, looked at Qi Xiang again, and said pitifully, "Brother..."

"Yeah." Qi Xiang was very perfunctory. He turned to the refined picture post in the post bar, and after comparing it with Bai Ji's deity, he nodded appreciatively and asked, "Has Liao Qian accepted the manuscript recently?"

Ji Beisheng: "..." I'm fucking speechless!

He dropped the spoon, picked it up from the ground humbly, picked up the dinner plate and left proudly, "I won't play with you anymore, it's annoying, I'm going to finish eating, I'll take over later!"

Those who could run in Class [-] were counting on their fingers. Apart from Qi Xiang and Bai Ji, there were two others who came to make up the number.

When Bai Ji came into the arena and stood on the track, he turned his head and saw Ying Qiu standing in the inner circle, staring at him covetously.

Bai Ji paused for arranging his clothes.

He looked at Ying Qiu and thought, is Class [-] really going to end?

The situation of the fourth class is similar to that of the sixth class. There are almost no one who can run, and Ying Qiu is reported to the top if he can't get anyone to yell.

Facing Ying Qiu's sullen hostility, Bai Ji didn't even give him a look, and turned his head in the other direction, while Qi Xiang was waving at him from the opposite side of the circular runway.

Ying Qiu thought that he could get a response from Bai Ji, maybe it was a provocative look, maybe a bad word, but... Bai Ji ignored him, his eyes flicked past him, like a tree by the side of the road.

He doesn't take himself seriously at all!

Realizing this, Ying Qiu's chest and lungs were full of nameless anger. What kind of a guy is Bai Ji? He has a simple mind and well-developed limbs. What's the big deal if he runs fast!

It was all because of him that he was forced to transfer.

The learning atmosphere of the fourth class is poor, and the overall strength is even worse. Even the teachers are not energetic enough in class.

The most important thing is that because of Bai Ji, he also provoked people who shouldn't be provoked, and then made the people in Class [-] avoid him like snakes and scorpions.

Even so, Bai Ji was still happy and happy, and was loved and accepted by so many people, and even stole the limelight.

Bai Ji, Bai Ji, now I can even run into him while running!

"Get ready—bang!"

At the beginning of the game, the 4×100 relay was the finale of the sports meeting. The originally silent auditorium seemed to have been smashed with a large piece of cannon, and it exploded in an instant.

The sound of cheering was endless, and the players who did not leave the playground and the spectators who sneaked into the playground also ran along the stadium, shouting and cheering, pushing the sports meeting to a climax.

Class 60 puts the main force on the first pole, while Class [-] puts the best Chen Jing on the first pole. His legs started to hurt at [-] meters, which is a lot behind others.

When the baton was handed over to Bai Ji, Ying Qiu had already ran tens of meters with all his strength.

Chen Jing gasped: "Brother Bai, I'm sorry!"

"fine."

Bai Ji pulled out the baton, with such strength that Chen Jing staggered and almost split his fork.

Hearing the wind, Bai Ji, who had been running all afternoon, was still full of energy, and his calf muscles were tense and swaying, gradually closing the gap.

"Oh!"

Cheers on and off the field, class [-] and other classes yelled Bai Ji, come on!

Ying Qiu ran very fast this time, his face was flushed with blood, he had already broken through his own limit, and he is currently running second.

But it wasn't for class honor, but because I couldn't swallow that breath, and seeing that I was a lot faster than Bai Ji in the second place, I couldn't express my pride.

That's it, he should be ahead of Bai Ji.

The real ranking is the real one. When he wins Bai Ji, the people in Class [-] won't look down on him anymore. Aren't there people from Class [-] cheering for him now?

Ying Qiu thought so, for a moment he almost fell in love with running, but the next second he heard a discordant voice.

The voice that was shouting "Ying Qiu, run" in the arena once again turned into - Bai Jichong!

what?

what's the situation?

There were also a few people from Class [-] in the arena. They had a good time watching the battle, but when they saw Bai Ji passing by, the thrill of overtaking made their blood boil, and they couldn't help cheering for Bai Ji.

Even if the next person he wants to catch up with is from his own class, but... it's okay to shout, right?

Something!

Bai Ji didn't hear this, because there were too many people calling his name, but Ying Qiu was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart. He didn't even care about the competition, and turned his head to the right track.

Bai Ji came at a gallop.

Getting closer, the person he hates the most, the person who turned his life upside down.

Seeing that Bai Ji was about to overtake him, Ying Qiu's mind went blank at that moment, like the roar of a plane passing by at low altitude. At this moment, he seemed to be in the roar.

The body is out of control, anger, resentment, jealousy, all malice drives him crazy.

Ying Qiu stretched out his hand and tried his best to grab the afterimage of the knife. At the moment when the two of them crossed each other, Bai Ji was pulled too fast, and the force made it difficult for him to balance.

"Ahhh!"

People in the auditorium stood up one after another, and people from class six even rushed to the playground.

"Ying Qiu, what are you doing!?"

It was too fast, and before Bai Ji had time to adjust, Ying Qiu pushed him violently, fell heavily to the ground, and even slid forward tens of centimeters.

"Let you run! Let you run!"

Ying Qiu's facial features were grim, and she also fell, but she got up and rushed to Bai Ji, and stomped on his ankle with her legs hanging!

"Don't run away for the rest of your life!"