Lingering heart palpitations

"Life lies in exercise, and exercise is the guarantee of health. A healthy body is the key to study, life and work. Students who travel in the ocean of knowledge must develop the habit of physical exercise. Exercise can open the door of your heart and make you feel better. You are full of wit and wit..."

The annual spring sports meeting is being held on the huge playground, the first day of the opening ceremony.

The seats for the three grades were distributed around the stands, but only a few people sat sporadically, and the others formed a square team based on the class and waited to enter the arena for a while.

The first grade was the last to enter, and they were all still waiting in the small playground.

The team of the third class lined up crookedly in the crowd, the head teacher didn't come, and everyone in the class seemed to be lacking in interest.

A few classes in front were rehearsing slogans--the practice of the sports meeting entrance ceremony, the team went around and walked to the rostrum to shout slogans.

The deputy squad leader thought about it belatedly.

"I'll go, what shall we shout later? Our class only handed in the share read by the host."

"Can't you just read that?"

"That won't work. We have to read at least four sentences when we walk across the rostrum, and if you listen to the slogans of other people's classes, how imposing they are, ours will definitely not be able to overwhelm them."

"Why don't we listen to what the class behind is shouting now, steal theirs and we'll be done. Anyway, we'll go out first."

"Go, can you not be so hurt?"

"As if who cares what to shout...."

"Forget it, let's think of one for the time being—come, come, let's brainstorm and think about whether there is any slogan to shout, the kind that needs to be imposing."

"Three classes and three classes, sophomore year next year, and third year the year after."

"Class [-], Class [-], Class [-], Class [-], Again, I'm Class [-]"

"........"

"Forget it, I'd better listen to the shouts from the class behind."

Zhou Mo and Xu Zixin stood at the front of the class team, one holding a colored flag and the other holding a class sign.

The school uniform was worn by the whole school at the opening ceremony. The upper body was the same dark sweater vest and rough white shirt. The girls’ bottoms were pleated skirts, and the boys’ trousers. The stitches were very rough, and they were only worn once or twice a semester.

Zhou Mo was so cold that he kept stomping his feet, "I'm going to freeze to death if I don't let me walk through the formation and go back to get dressed——"

Xu Zixin put on his coat presciently, and there was a scarf around his neck, and he sized her up mercilessly, "You are stupid, just put on your clothes and take them off when you enter the arena later."

"How did I know it would take so long...... I don't want to take off the white coat I'm wearing casually."

Xu Zixin frowned, "You are troublesome enough..."

Although he said so, he still handed the colorful flags to the person next to him, took off his coat, and handed it to Zhou Mo.

The latter was taken aback and didn't take it.

"Why do you still want me to put it on for you?" Xu Zixin urged.

"Oh..." Zhou Mo temporarily gave the class card in his hand to someone else, and put on the coat that was too big for her. Xu Zixin was wearing a long coat , covering her calf directly on her body.

"If it gets dirty, you have to wash it for me." Xu Zixin reminded her while tugging at her scarf.

"Understood," Zhou Mo agreed, and looked up at him, "I'm really not used to you being so kind..."

"When will I feel bad? I am a good student who is willing to help others."

"Hey, do you know which three are the best students..."

"Good health, good character, good popularity."

"You really know how to avoid serious things."

Without saying a few words, the team moved forward, and the sound of the playground was so loud that they could hear the sound even in the small playground 100 meters away.

After class three, there were only class one and class two, and they were the third to last in the whole school, but as soon as the front team moved around, they were there soon.

After the opening ceremony, each class returned to their seats and sat down.

Zhou Mo returned the clothes to Xu Zixin, "Did you report for 100 meters? Are you going to check in soon?"

Xu Zixin put the clothes on his place without any intention of wearing them again, and agreed, "Come on, I'm almost over." After finishing speaking, he naturally took off his sweater, vest and shirt, revealing the white T-shirt underneath. shirt.

Then he pulled down the loose school uniform trousers again.

Zhou Mo turned his head subconsciously.

Xu Zixin also has a pair of sports shorts, the legs of which are about 10 centimeters above the knee.

He took off and asked Zhou Mo, "By the way, if our class wins the sports meeting, how will the school reward it?"

"There are bonuses, 1 for group No.500, [-] for a single person."

"Whole school comparison or grade comparison?"

"Collective comparisons by grade, individual school comparisons."

"I see." Xu Zixin tightened his shoelaces, "Think about what you can do with the 1000 yuan in class."

"You don't know that there are gym trainees in our school?"

"I know, so what?"

"...All right, don't slap your face."

"Wait and see"

After Xu Zixin said this, he left on his long, well-proportioned legs.

He encountered lingering fear at the inspection office, and the other party once again participated in the order management of the sports meeting as a cadre of the student union.

Yu Ji was checking the names of the contestants, and another person with a work badge was giving out numbers to the contestants.

Xu Zixin was in the last group of the first grade, and the number could not be sent to him for the time being. Yu Ji only glanced at him indifferently when he passed by him for the roll call.

After clearing the eight groups, they were brought to the track by Yu Ji and another student council officer.

The runway was cleared, and soon, the signal gun was pointed at the sky, and the referee chairs at the finish line were full of people.

"boom--"

The first group starts, the second group prepares.

While stretching his arms and legs, Xu Zixin glanced casually at the lingering fear.

Yu Ji didn't wear a jacket, wore a thin school uniform, and wore his usual pair of black-rimmed glasses. He looked a bit nerdy when he looked down at the order book in his hand.

After looking at it several times, no matter how dull the lingering fear is, you should be aware of it.

Xu Zixin called him in a serious manner, "Student, please come here."

Yu Ji looked up at him, his face was a little cold, but he still walked towards him.

Because Xu Zixin was in the last group and there was no one behind him, Yu Jing circled behind him.

"What's the matter, classmate? If you want to abandon the race, you can just get off the track, and you don't need to report."

"...No," Xu Zixin stood in front of him, reached out and touched his arm, as if he was taking advantage of the opportunity, but asked gently, "Aren't you cold?"

Before the other party could answer, he squeezed his arm again, "Why don't you even wear thermal clothes?"

Yu Jing flinched, not very used to Xu Zixin touching him in public, "What are you doing...the coat is in the classroom, I don't think it's cold."

"You said it wasn't cold—" Xu Zixin's hand slipped into his palm, "Your hands are completely cold."

"do not--"

It just so happened that the number bib in front had been distributed to the last group. Yu Ji took it and stuffed it into Xu Zixin's hand. He took a step back and said, "Put it on quickly."

Xu Zixin had no choice but to lower his head and put on the number himself. There are pins on the four corners of the thing, which are used to fix it on the clothes on the chest of the contestants.

But he was a little clumsy, and just opened the first pin and stuck it in his finger.

"His-"

"I want to know if anyone has ever given up a game because they couldn't get the pins right... this thing is too hard to get." Xu Zixin raised his index finger and continued to get other pins.

Yu Ji stood and watched him struggle to finish the second one, he felt a little embarrassed, approached and took the thing in his hand, "Why don't you know how to do this—"

Xu Zixin was stunned, lowered his head slightly, and rubbed his chin against the soft hair of the other party. He smelled a milky smell on the other party's body, not knowing whether it was shampoo or body wash, and his heart moved.

Yu Ji fixed the last pin, not knowing whether it was on purpose or what, took a deep breath, "Okay".

He was about to take a step back when suddenly his back was touched, and he pressed against Xu Zixin's chest lightly, and two arms behind him gently hugged him.

It was just a light touch, and he let go of him again, making it impossible for people to notice that it was a hug for a while.

Xu Zixin's voice was very soft, close to his ear, "It's not cold yet, your fingertips are like ice cubes."