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Seeing Qiao Yixi stunned in place, Jian Luobei urged: "Are you going to leave? The bell for class will ring soon."

Qiao Yixi raised his eyelids and looked at him. There was a street lamp above the other party's head, and the bright yellow light shot straight down, illuminating Jian Luobei's eye sockets and the bridge of his nose with clear and superior outlines.

He looked at himself with puzzlement in his eyes, but there was only puzzlement.

Qiao Yixi lowered his eyelashes: "You go first, I'll go to the playground to blow some air."

"You man, let me go, don't you?" Jian Luobei frowned and waved his hands, "Go, go."

After Jian Luobei left, Qiao Yixi turned a corner and walked towards the small playground in front of the teaching building.

The first autumn rain just fell, and the weather was much cooler. There were many fallen sycamore leaves on the road. In the dark corners around, in the blind spots of the surveillance cameras, many young couples were taking advantage of the natural cover of the night to get intimate. Whispers and words of love.

Qiao Yixi, who originally wanted to stay a little longer to enjoy the cool breeze: ...Forget it, let's go back.

After Jian Luobei returned to class, she found that everyone had different faces, happy and sad. Zhang Wenzhe and several class representatives were yelling and handing out test papers on the podium. It was a mess for a while.

"Jane Luobei!"

"Yes." Just as the math class representative called her name, Jian Luobei walked up to the podium, took a paper from her hand, and asked, "Do you still have mine?"

This sentence was obviously addressed to other class representatives. In the chemistry class, there was a cute girl with short hair. She gestured to the wall with her eyes, and then replied with a smile, "Your ones were taken back by Qiao Yixi!"

"Oh, thank you." Jian Luobei got off the podium. For some reason, she always felt that the two girls, the chemistry class representative and the mathematics class representative, looked at him and Qiao Yixi strangely.

When he returned to his seat, Jian Luobei found that his test papers had been neatly arranged. He picked up a picture of someone looking up at the back of someone who was going to have a wind, tsk, didn't he go to the playground?

Xie Fei stretched his neck to look at the test paper on Jian Luobei's desk. The more he looked at it, the more he felt incredible: "Didn't you learn the third chemistry elective? Why did you get all the questions right?!"

Jian Luobei blurted out without thinking: "Because I'm more awesome."

Xie Fei: "..."

Zhang Wenzhe, who had just come down from the podium, heard this sentence and belittled mercilessly: "Well, in terms of shamelessness, you are really awesome!"

Jian Luobei was not angry with him either: "Tsk, just be jealous."

"I'm jealous of you? It's as if someone didn't do it right..." Zhang Wenzhe said as he opened his paper, a red cross came into view unexpectedly, "Isn't it? The last little question was wrong!"

Unlike Zhang Wenzhe's painful slap on the face, Xie Fei breathed a sigh of relief: "I am relieved to see that you are also wrong."

"I thought this question was so simple that even Jian Luobei could get it right, but I couldn't do it right."

"No, what do you mean by that?" Jian Luobei frowned and looked at Xie Fei, "I can do the simple things right?"

"It's a misunderstanding, isn't it? Don't be angry." Xie Fei grinned, "But you're not good at writing. If you leave Lao He's class, you will definitely be deducted points."

As soon as the words were finished, the class bell rang. Lao He walked in with a dozen papers, and when handing them to the Chinese class representative to distribute the test papers, he held the weekly test report card in his hand and read it from top to bottom.

Everyone in the class held their breath and concentrated, especially those who did not pass the test satisfactorily, for fear of being called out in public.

After all the test papers were distributed to the students, Lao He said: "The overall ranking of our class in this weekly test is not bad, but some students' grades have declined. You should have all the test papers? Think about where you are. We are weak in aspects, how can I improve... But, there are some students whose fonts are sloppy."

As Lao He spoke, he glanced at Jian Luobei, who touched his nose.

"I won't count the names one by one. You can calculate for yourself whether I have deducted points from the test paper for you, and deducted a few more points. You have an idea in mind, and then consciously practice with the copybook when you are free."

Lao He got up and posted the report card on the wall on the right side of the podium.

"Okay, that's about it. In this class, everyone will continue to study by themselves, and recalculate their mistakes. Tomorrow, the teachers of each subject will explain the test papers, so listen carefully."

After Lao He left, Jian Luobei heard Zhang Wenzhe and Xie Fei laughing gloatingly behind her.

Jian Luobei: Tsk, it's really childish.

But as soon as school was over, the two of them stopped laughing.

"Xie Fei, did I read it right?" Zhang Wenzhe lay on the report card with a face full of disbelief, "No.1 is Brother Qiao, No.2 is Jian Luobei??"

Xie Fei also looked skeptical about his life: "...you read that right, this guy got [-] points deducted in Chinese, and his total score is much higher than ours, and he even got full marks in mathematics and physics."

"Pervert!" Zhang Wenzhe cursed in his heart, then looked around, "Where is this guy?"

Among the crowded crowd looking at the report card, someone said: "Let's go with the school grass."

Neither Jian Luobei nor Qiao Yixi was interested in huddling together to read the report card, and slipped out of the campus as soon as school was over. At this time, Jian Luobei turned on the flash of his mobile phone as a flashlight, and was walking on the old street with Qiao Yixi with.

Vaguely heard Qiao Yixi laughing, Jian Luobei was unhappy: "It just rained, and there are many puddles on the road? I just turned on the flashlight, what's the problem?"

Qiao Yixi held back the smile on her lips: "No, it's good to turn on the light."

Then Jian Luobei gave Jian Luobei a supercilious look.

Because the sports meeting officially started on Thursday, the next three days passed quickly after having expectations. On Wednesday evening, the students in Class [-] also received customized class uniforms.

It is said to be customized, but in fact, there is a logo with the exclusive elements of Class Eight printed on the chest of the white T-shirt that everyone participated in the design.

"Yo, Dabei, Xiaoxi, what are you two wearing, couple outfits?"

"What couple outfits, Uncle Wang, these are class uniforms, and each of us in the class wears one."

Jian Luobei was helpless, not only did Uncle Wang say that, but he also teased Senior Lu when he met Senior Lu after class at night.

I don't know how Zhang Wenzhe's little head grows, but everyone must change into work clothes now, and say something to show off to other classes how their eight classes love each other.

So the current scene happened, as if the whole world thought they were wearing couple outfits.

Show off your wool, you shouldn't listen to his crazy idea!

Qiao Yixi fell to the side and bent his eyes for joy.

"Why are you laughing? Tomorrow we will run 5000 meters, so don't faint from exhaustion." Jian Luobei glared at him.

Qiao Yixi touched the corner of his lips with his long fingers, and his smile remained undiminished: "I'm about to pass out, will you step over my body, or help me up?"

"Needless to say? I will definitely hug you up."

Qiao Yixi's ears felt hot, and he was moved for less than a second, and then he heard Jian Luobei say, "Then throw it off the runway."

"...It's really ruthless." Qiao Yixi smiled and shook his head.

Jian Luobei curled his lips, his eyes were full of cunning: "Otherwise? What a nuisance it is for you to continue lying there."

"Okay, then I will work hard and try to finish the race well without fainting."

It was only 07:30 the next morning, and the playground was already buzzing.

The students moved their stools and lined up in an orderly manner to sit in the seats allocated earlier, because the three grades competed together, and the playground was full.

Of course, among the blue and white school uniforms, occasionally there are different colors, such as Class Eight.

At eight o'clock, the warm sun shines on the earth, and the school leader sitting in the very center of the playground begins to give a speech. After a salute is fired on one side, the annual sports meeting of the No. [-] Middle School officially kicks off. The loudspeakers at the four corners of the playground Then start playing music loudly.

I don't know if the music is really exciting, or the sound is deafeningly loud, but it sounds quite exciting.

The morning of the first day of the sports meeting is relatively easy, such as 100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters, long jump and high jump, etc.

After a gunshot, the athletes tried their best to stride forward on the red runway, and the hearts of the students outside the runway were also touched by them, either cheering or cheering, or showing honor.

At such an exciting moment, Jian Luobei and Qiao Xixi were called by Zhang Wenzhe to carry mineral water and glucose.

The distance from the grocery store to the playground was not too short. Jian Luobei and Qiao Yixi each carried a large box of mineral water. When they passed the basketball court, a basketball flew straight towards them.

Jian Luobei exclaimed to be careful, and then quickly blocked in front of Qiao Yixi, and finally the basketball just hit the mineral water in his arms and bounced aside.

Frowning and looking up, it was Wei Pengtao and his gang in the third year of high school.

Jian Luobei suppressed his anger: "Is it intentional?"

Wei Pengtao spread his hands: "How can you say that? Obviously, this ball has no eyes."

"Okay." Jian Luobei put down the mineral water, picked up the basketball, then glanced at the people laughing badly over there, and threw it with his wrist.

The basketball was unbiased, and it landed steadily on a water stain not far away, then bounced up and rolled around on the ground.

Jian Luobei clapped his hands, turned his head and smiled at everyone: "Oh, it's dirty, this ball really doesn't have eyes."

Then bent down to pick up the mineral water, and said to Qiao Yixi: "Let's go, everyone is still waiting."

It didn't matter that Wei Pengtao's face turned white and red angrily looking at the backs of the two of them.

Walking to the green playground, Jian Luobei looked back at Qiao Yixi and blinked: "How about it, was my shot just now handsome?"

Qiao Yixi nodded: "Handsome."

"Hmm~" Jian Luobei raised the corners of his lips, "Let me tell you, when dealing with people like Wei Pengtao, you can't just let them bully you without saying a word, be more ruthless than them, and be more vengeful than them. It will also bully the weak and fear the hard."

Qiao Yixi looked at Jian Luobei who was walking towards the light, as if wearing a rising sun, and bent his lips: "Well, I learned it."

Seeing that his teaching seemed to be very successful, Jian Luobei showed a gratified smile like an old father. There was no way, who made his little follower too honest.

It really broke my heart.

Returning to the position of the eighth class, after distributing the mineral water bottles to the contestants, he just wanted to sit down and have a rest, but was told by Xie Fei that there were two vacancies due to the collision with the contestants' other competition time, and they were needed to the bench.

"What projects are they?" Jian Luobei asked.

Xie Fei: "High jump and shot put."

"Then I'll jump high." Jian Luobei looked west of Qiao, "Can you throw a shot put?"

Qiao Yixi nodded: "Yes."

"Okay, that's it, it's your turn to jump high soon, let's go quickly." Xie Fei urged anxiously.

When a few people walked to the competition field, the ones in front had already danced almost. Before and after Jian Luo went north, Xie Fei looked at Qiao Yixi: "School grass, don't you go to the shot field to warm up and get ready?"

Qiao Yixi stared at Jian Luobei intently: "No, I'll watch him dance first."

"Row."

When the crooked crossbar kicked by the previous player is placed, the referee then reads out the next player.

"Number 15."

Jian Luobei glanced at the number plate in his hand, then lazily raised his hand: "Here."

"When you're ready, you can start dancing."

Jian Luobei made an OK gesture, took a few steps back and started running in a straight line, ran to the position in front of the crossbar, and started to jump with the strength of his legs, kicking straight, swinging his arms, bending his knees, turning over... Finally, he used his strong body He flexed and stretched, rotated, and crossed the bar perfectly. While his shoulders were on the mat, there were exclamations from around.

170 cm, from run-up to take-off, to passing the pole and landing, everything is perfect.

Xie Fei clapped excitedly at the side: "It's not bad, it looks 180 centimeters, Jian Luobei is no problem, right?"

Seeing that no one answered his words, Xie Fei turned his head to look at the person beside him with some doubts.

I saw Qiao Yixi half-covering his face with his white and slender hand, so that people could not see the specific emotion in his eyes, as if he was blocking the sun.

But the red ears seemed to be ashamed because of what they saw.

Qiao Yixi did see something. When everyone's attention was focused on other places, he only saw Jian Luobei's slender and straight legs when he jumped up, and the waist exposed when he crossed the bar, which made him daydream.