Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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The opening ceremony music sounded on the playground, and the book in He Yan's hand was still on the first page.

He raised his eyes and looked downstairs from the window on the left. Magnolia trees in full bloom in spring were covered with pink and white flowers, and the campus was empty. In every corner, it doesn't look bleak.

In addition to closing the book, lying on the table with closed eyes and resting, He Cheng.

He Yan is used to the noisy environment of the school, and he can sleep soundly at this decibel level on weekdays, even more peacefully than sleeping at home.

But this time is different.

As soon as he closed his eyes, some images popped up in his mind unconsciously.

There was a certain person who followed behind the square team and shouted, sat in the auditorium and waved a small flag to cheer towards the playground, and he was sweating after participating in the project and was surrounded by his classmates to celebrate and cheer...

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, He Yan opened his eyes suddenly, threw the C language book that was used as a pillow into the desk, got up and walked out of the class.

Fang Cheng himself doesn't have many events, only sprinting and pull-ups.His physical strength is average, sprinting is okay, and he can finish ten pull-ups.

However, the purpose of the competition for Class [-] students is to focus on participation, so Fang Cheng didn't feel much psychological pressure.

After the opening ceremony, the projects began one after another. Fang Cheng was sitting in the auditorium, listening to the broadcast slogans of gathering athletes.

At the age of fifteen or sixteen, Fang Cheng had no reason to envy this kind of youthful vitality, which was blooming, willful, and inexhaustible, and it was an age wrapped in sugar.

No, he and He Yan are now the same as them, with [-] possibilities and a future beyond the path of death.

"Why are you in a daze!" A hand waved in front of him, recalling his consciousness.

Fang Cheng looked at the owner of the hand, it was Xie Shiyuan, the sports committee member.

He smiled slightly: "I'm worried that I will take the last place."

Xie Shiyuan has a thin body, wearing a pair of narrow-rimmed glasses, and looks gentle, but he is actually a well-known athlete in his class. He has registered for five events in this sports meeting alone.

Fang Cheng looked at the serial number in his hand: "Which project are you doing later?"

"High jump." Xie Shiyuan pushed the mirror frame, "Is He Yan not here? Or is he still in class?"

Fang Cheng subconsciously straightened his back, "What's wrong in class?"

"He has a long-distance running event. No one in the class is willing to apply for it, and he is the only one who has no event, so I will write his name." Xie Shiyuan looked at the high jump field in the playground and said absently: "But he should not Will come, anyway, our class doesn't want to fight for nouns, so it doesn't matter."

After he finished speaking, he patted Xia Cheng on the shoulder, "I'll go first."

"Oh, good." Fang Cheng clenched the little purple flag representing the color of the fourth class in his hand, hesitated for a moment, got up with his lips pursed, and decided to go back to find He Yang.

Although it is not necessary to participate, although the students in the class don't care about the ranking... But Fang Cheng still has a little luck in his heart, maybe he is willing to run away if he is good at persuasion?

Fang Cheng arrived in the class, but found that the seat where a tall figure should have been lying on his stomach was empty. He went to the bathroom and the office, but he was nowhere to be seen.

As a last resort, Fang Cheng had no choice but to return to the playground.

As soon as he stepped into the auditorium, he noticed from a distance that the people in the class had gathered in a bunch, surrounded by the dark-faced He Yan. His radiant look was in stark contrast to He Yan's gloomy aura. Unexpectedly, it does not violate the peace.

Fang Cheng opened the crowd and got in. Seeing him, He Yan's expression softened for a moment, and then it became even worse, "Where did you go?"

"The class is looking for you." Fang Cheng glanced around, "What are you doing around him?"

Wang Sijia clapped his hands excitedly: "He actually agreed to go for a long-distance run!"

The students next to him exclaimed one by one: "Fang Cheng, what did you do to him?!"

"Isn't this the He Shitou I know?"

"No way, He Yan! The friendship between classmates for half a year last semester can't be compared to Fang Cheng's follower strategy for more than two months?"

Fang Cheng was a little confused, "What does it matter to me if he agrees to the long-distance running?"

Wang Sijia dragged him aside and whispered: "I tricked him into running long distances as your project, but it collided with your pull-up time. No one would help you. You were so stressed that you were crying secretly. Then he agreed. "

"..." Fang Cheng was speechless.

Can such a clumsy lie deceive people?Is He Cheng's brain so bad?

He Cheng is very innocent.

He didn't believe it at first, but the second before he blurted out the words of refusal, he suddenly thought of the fragility of secretly wiping his eyes in his own home, and felt that this kind of stupid thing of crying just because of bumping into each other for the project It's not that Fang Cheng can't do it.

So he took it.

Who knew that the project was just a scam, and was surrounded by people to make fun of it—it was so annoying.

In fact, in the past, the students in class four hated and feared He Yan's alienated attitude, even if he agreed to run a long-distance race, they would not dare to gather around and tease him.

But since Fang Cheng transferred from another school, He Yan's attitude towards him has become softer day by day. The boys and girls have sensed his weakening sense of boundaries, and gradually become more courageous.

Recently, some people have dared to ask He Yan a question. Although they were rejected most of the time, at least they were not completely ignored. Sometimes they were even annoyed to the extreme, and they would write down the steps to solve the problem and pass it on to the person who came to ask the question.

Fang Cheng was flattered to feel that he was favored, but his face remained unmoved, and he waved a small flag in front of everyone: "It's gone, what should I do?"

Wang Sijia smiled maliciously, and obediently stepped aside, but she kept glancing at the two of them from the corner of her eye.

As soon as the person left, Fang Cheng immediately showed his raised little tail, and leaned close to He Yan, "Hehehe, thank you."

He Yan sat a little further away in disgust, Fang Cheng lightly slapped his leg with a small flag, "Can you run long-distance running?"

"No."

Fang Cheng pursed his lips, "Why is this so, you promised me."

He Yan snorted softly, "Anyway, I won't run away."

His mood rarely fluctuates like this in school, even if he doesn't run away, Fang Cheng is satisfied enough today.

So he shook his head without hesitation, and said happily: "Okay, then I will run for you. I will prepare for the pull-up first."

The pull-up competition area is on the horizontal bar on the west side of the playground. There are very few people cheering around, and most of them are still watching the relay competition in the auditorium.

Fang Cheng's arms are as weak as a little girl's, and he only managed to make fifteen of them.

But he wasn't the best, and he couldn't do it after only doing three. Fang Cheng was satisfied to take the third from the bottom, and went to the middle of the playground to prepare for the sprint review.

The relay race had just ended, Xiao Xiaoxing and several male classmates read the scores together, and when they turned around, they saw Fang Cheng walking towards this side.

"here!"

Fang Cheng trotted to them, "How is it?"