Bai Lianhua suffers from him not going to the plot

"I was wrong, I was wrong, I was also thinking about the class, Yunfan, Brother Fan? Don't be angry." The sports committee impulsively decided to apologize to Tang Yunfan until the day before the sports meeting.

Although Tang Yunfan looked cold on the surface, he could still feel that he was not what he appeared on the surface, so he dared to secretly sign up for him.

Tang Yunfan sneered, he had been dragged to the playground to practice relay after school these days, of course he ignored the instigator.

The sports commissioner put his hands on his shoulders cheekily, "How about treating you to dinner? I rarely invite people!"

As a result, the hand was pulled away by the other hand before it was in contact for two seconds, and the clear and bright boy's voice said: "He is very tired."

He cleverly refused.

The sports committee glanced at Tang Shisu, and muttered in his heart that he was really strict, "Then—"

Tang Yunfan was fed up with his sticky look, and pushed him away, "Come on, I'm not mad at you, don't think too much."

The sports committee carefully looked at his expression again, and then felt relieved, "That's good, take a good rest today, and kill the other classes tomorrow!"

Tang Yunfan waved his hand perfunctorily, picked up the backpack on the grass, put it on one shoulder, and walked slowly towards the school gate.

He had just finished exercising, and his breathing was a little short, a drop of sweat rolled down from his forehead along the black eyelashes, and his healthy complexion was light red, like tears from his tears.

This strange association made Tang Shisu hesitate, but he couldn't look away, trying to see more fragile things from Tang Yunfan's hard appearance.

Tang Yunfan took out water from his bag, and after taking a few sips, his throat felt better and his breath became much smoother.

He turned his head and found that Tang Shisu was staring at him. Although he was used to being looked at by him, his eyes were a little strange, isn't it?

Tang Yunfan leaned over, and a face suddenly magnified in front of Tang Shisu, "What's on my face?"

Tang Shisu's heart speeded up suddenly, and his face gradually turned red. Seeing Tang Yunfan's Adam's apple rolling from drinking water, he also felt thirsty.

Too nervous, full of ghosts.

He couldn't resist Tang Yunfan's unknowingly sexy expression, let alone going to a competition tomorrow, more people would see it.

"No." Tang Shisu said softly, he really wanted to leave some mark to prove that Tang Yunfan belonged to him, and no one was allowed to approach him.

Games

Every class on the playground wore different class uniforms, and they walked across the track one by one. Several students in doll costumes were jumping and jumping, and the atmosphere was lively and joyful.

May has turned hot, and today's weather is extra good, the sun is shining in every corner of the playground, accompanied by the sound of the radio, each class finally returns to the team to stand.

Tang Yunfan stood at the back of the team. Those in the class who were going to compete had already gone to the waiting room, and some "logistics" students were immersed in copying the cheering scripts on the Internet, and they would get them to the rostrum to be screened and read by the people at the broadcasting agency.

"Oh!"

Their position is not far from the starting point, and the referee fired the starting gun very loudly, which also gave people a sense of tension and pressure.

Tang Yunfan only competed in the afternoon, and he wasn't nervous at all, but the sports committee in front stared at the referee's position and kept drinking water, obviously nervous.

Tang Yunfan suddenly thought of something, and he said to Tang Shisu next to him, "It's too hot, go sit in the shade over there."

Tang Shisu nodded.

They walked to the shaded area and sat on the flower platform. Sure enough, the gunshots rang out again, which was much quieter.

Tang Shisu held the water, and the water bottle was slightly twisted and deformed. He said softly to LJ: "I'm not afraid of gunfire, that matter is over for me."

Tang Yunfan saw him showing a faint smile, which was touching, "I know you are thinking of me."

"It's too hot." Tang Yunfan avoided Tang Shisu's eyes.

Tang Shisu grabbed the corner of his clothes and wanted to say a lot, but in the end he just said: "Brother, cheer for the game this afternoon."

Tang Yunfan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Of course."

The morning passed quickly, and his name was read on the radio to prepare.

Tang Yunfan went to the bathroom and changed into a black sleeveless top and shorts. The sports committee's eyes lit up when he saw him.

The boy is tall, but not thin and weak. His arm muscles have obvious ups and downs, and his skin is honey-colored under the sun. The legs under the shorts are long and straight, and they are also full of strength, like a leopard accumulating strength. It looks dangerous and sexy.

"How did you practice?" The sports committee looked at his muscles enviously, but was stopped by the other hand when he wanted to squeeze them.

Tang Shisu stopped the sports committee's touch and said, "Let's line up to warm up first." His amber eyes seemed to be lit by the sun, and he stared at Tang Yunfan with burning emotion.

Tang Yunfan was not aware of the gazes from around him, who in the sun would pay attention to others.He followed the other three and walked towards the referee with his shoe bag.

"What's more, the limelight was all taken by Yun Fan." Wu Ming laughed.

Jiang Ji made an S gesture with his hands: "Your figure is amazing!"

Tang Yunfan felt that they were deliberately exaggerating, so he replied calmly: "It's almost done."

Handsome guys are actually a scarce resource on campus. If you want to find a handsome boy, you don’t necessarily have to be tall. Time management figure.

So, they didn't realize before that Tang Yunfan was handsome, tall, and in good shape!

When they walked over to the event, they saw other athletes who were also exercising. The sports committee put away their joking expressions, became visibly nervous, and whispered to them, "Did you see those two in competition uniforms? They practice sports."

Sports students, in the eyes of ordinary people, running is like flying. The two men he mentioned are tall and have protruding calf muscles. It can be seen that they have been exercising.

"Just try your best." The sports committee said to them.

They run fast among ordinary people, but they are absolutely scumbags when facing sports students.

After Tang Yunfan moved his hands and feet, he suddenly heard a clear voice, "Brother, come on!"

He looked up and saw that Tang Shisu was standing on the other side of the grass, waving at him through a separation belt. Among many people, his skin was conspicuously white and he was conspicuously good-looking, so that no one could ignore him.

I didn't see him just now, so I don't know what he was doing.

The corners of Tang Yunfan's lips curled up slightly, and he waved his hands. Then he heard a girl shout, "Tang Yunfan, come on! Class [-], come on!"

Li Chunchun blushed, and it took a lot of courage to shout out.

The girl next to her also shouted: "Come on, class [-]! Class [-] is the best!"

"You guys from Class [-]! Come on!"

Sun Zaishu didn't know where he came from, and he shouted: "Tang Yunfan, come on!"

His classmate next to him hit him on the head, "I found a traitor!"

Sun Zaishu touched his head and said with a smile, "Is it my fault that I have so many friends?"

The other classes were immediately unwilling to be outdone, and all of a sudden cheered up, until the referee blew his whistle, "Stop, stop, it hasn't started yet!"

After this commotion, more people came to watch. The people behind stood on tiptoes, and the people in front squeezed the isolation belt, densely surrounding the two sides of the runway.

Class [-]'s 'logistics' efforts sounded, and the radio female voice read:

"Praise the sports meeting of sweat, let's open up the track together, the joy breaks the ground in the chest, the joy is the victory ahead, and you will win the glory of victory. —— Contribution from the [-]th class of senior high school."

Tang Yunfan had listened to this kind of refueling manuscript countless times, but after listening to it this time, he suddenly looked in Tang Shisu's direction. The boy was still standing there, wearing a blue and white school uniform, and gently mouthing him.

The clear and firm eyes pierced through layers of people blocking the crowd, like an arrow piercing through the air, piercing through his body unstoppably.

Tang Yunfan wiped the sweat off his forehead as if he had been thrown into a steamer. He looked up at the sky. The weather is getting hotter and hotter.

When standing on the runway, Tang Yunfan's heart was still beating wildly, maybe there are two worlds outside the runway and inside the runway.

He is fourth.

"Strive for the class, you are the strongest, the class is proud of you, Zhu xx, Ning xx...Come on!"

The radio was still reading non-stop, Tang Yunfan let out a breath, his brown eyes showed firmness, and after the "bang" gunshot, his body quickly adjusted to the best condition, just waiting to take over the baton.

Almost immediately after the gunshot, the students onlookers burst into screams, "Come on, come on! XXX, come on, ahhh!"

"Come on, class [-]!!!"

"Come on, class seven!"

"Come on, Class Two!!"

......

The entire face of the Sports Committee was distorted due to excessive tension. With a grim face, he raised the baton in his hand, and Wu Ming in front saw him approaching and began to run forward, with one hand stretched back.

Those two sports students were in class seven, the head and the tail. Seeing that class seven had taken over the baton and the other classes were one step behind, everyone was shouting wildly for the class.

"Class Seven is really the best!"

"Rush, rush, kill them!"

"Fuck! It's dropped!"

"What? What's missing?"

"Class [-]'s baton has dropped!"

The sports committee was worried that he would make a mistake if he was too nervous, but he never expected that the baton would not be connected, and the baton fell to the ground while the two of them stared wide-eyed. Afterwards, they were heartbroken and all the students in class [-] were present.

Although usually there seems to be no class spirit, but at this moment everyone was mobilized, and the cheers suddenly got stuck in their throats.

It’s over.

Wu Ming came to his senses very quickly. He stayed in the gap in the [-]th class. He took out the baton that was rolling forward, and then ran forward.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh——" he ran and yelled, but he still fell to the bottom two.

The onlookers tiptoed to discuss the situation enthusiastically:

"Don't look at it, class seven is stable."

"Ah, it's a pity that the handsome guy in class [-], even if he runs fast, it's useless."

"Laughing to death, what's the use of being handsome, it's not useful to look good."

......

"Damn, fell, fell!"

"Be clear! Who fell?"

"Three sticks from class seven!"

No one expected that the third team in Class [-], which was originally preparing for the championship, lost its balance and fell to the ground!Although he quickly got up and ran wildly, he had already dropped to the last place.

"Oh my god, who is number one now?"

"Class Two? No, it seems to be Class Nine?"

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and everyone guessed which class would win the first place.

The first and fourth bars are particularly important, the first bar is mainly to open the distance, and the fourth bar is to catch up and sprint.

Now, it's all about bat four.

When Jiang Ji handed over the baton, his eyes met with Tang Yunfan's. In an instant, he seemed to see the vast ocean, with a kind of firm strength, and his flustered and tense emotions were miraculously calmed down.

Tang Yunfan sprinted for the last distance.

The crowd of students screamed, and Tang Yunfan sprinted at an astonishingly fast speed, galloping like an agile cheetah, quickly catching up with the person in front and overtaking him.

And behind him, the last boy in Class [-] also caught up. In the short reaction time, the winner was decided.

The people on both sides of the referee were so excited that they almost broke through the isolation zone, "I'll go, it's so handsome!"

"Who is the first?"

Tang Yunfan's chest rose and fell rapidly, and he gasped for breath. He rushed a certain distance to the finish line before stopping.

Tang Shisu waited for him behind the finish line, "Brother, take a walk, or your legs will hurt later."

They walked to the referee's side, and before they could get an answer, they patted his shoulder with a palm. He was a sports student from Class Seven, and said to him with a smile, "Your class won."

Tang Yunfan was slightly stunned, and the referee also said the result at this time, and Class [-] was indeed a little ahead.

Class [-] suddenly burst into cheers.

No one would have thought that Class [-], which is the most likely to run for the championship, would lose without making it to the finals, but things like dropping sticks and wrestling in competitions sometimes really depend on luck.

When Tang Yunfan and others stood on the rostrum together with a group of champions, the sports committee hung a gold-plated medal on Tang Yunfan's neck, and he secretly wiped his tears.

"I'm too excited to be photographed wearing a gold medal," he said.

It's quite an idol baggage.

Tang Yunfan didn't expect to win the first place. They stood in the first row, and the whole school's teachers and students stood below. The principal spoke passionately, praising them again and again.

Then his expressionless, calm face was captured by the camera, and it was directly posted on the school's official website as an illustration for the summary of the sports meeting.

However, he himself did not expect such a result. What he cared more about than winning the championship in the relay was the cheering draft before going on the field.

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