Rebirth: The Gold Master Cultivation Program

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Xiao Xiaoxing hooked Xie Shiyuan's shoulders with a smile, "Number one! What about you?"

"Ah!" Fang Cheng gave them a high-five, "I'm holding you back, third from last."

Xie Shiyuan: "Hey, it's okay, the point is that you don't have to go to class, it doesn't matter what you rank in."

Xiao Xiaoxing took off the number on his chest and handed it to him, "I've got the first number, I'll make you happy."

Fang Cheng took it over and hung it on his chest, "Thank you, then I'll go there first."

"go Go."

Standing on the starting line, Fang Cheng looked towards the auditorium from the corner of his eye. Seeing He Yan's motionless figure, he felt lighter.

With the muffled sound of the starting gun, Fang Cheng tried his best to rush forward, and the rapid rise to the heartbeat and the distant murmur of the world made his adrenaline soar.

"Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng, I can't do it without you!"

"Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng, it will definitely succeed!"

His name suddenly resounded across the playground, Fang Cheng almost staggered in shock, hurriedly adjusted his pace, but before he had time to think, he rushed forward as if his soul had come out of his body.

When he crossed the finish line, he slowly slowed down his pace. When he turned around, he saw He Yan standing up in the auditorium, and Wang Sijia beside him was holding a flag and screaming wildly. Xiao Xiaoxing appeared out of nowhere and put his shoulders on his shoulders. , Fang Cheng knew what happened.

"I just said that this number is lucky! Look, it really is the first!"

Fang Cheng panted violently, enduring the pain that seemed to tear his lungs apart, "I'm number one?"

"That's right! Awesome, Xiao Chengcheng!" Xiao Xiaoxing followed him towards the finish line, when Fang Cheng moved his foot, his right Achilles tendon suddenly twitched.

"hiss!"

Xiao Xiaoxing: "What's wrong?"

Fang Cheng bent down and moved his ankle, "It's okay, I have a cramp, it will be fine in a while."

After the two reported their grades, they went back to the auditorium of Class [-]. He Yan's gaze swept past their entangled arms, and then fell on Fang Cheng's limping right leg.

Wang Sijia hurried forward to support him together, "Are you sprained?"

Fang Cheng smiled, "It's okay, it's just cramps. He Yan..."

He Yan went down the stairs and stood between Fang Cheng and Xiao Xiaoxing with a calm face.This appearance is obviously no different from his usual appearance, but the students around him feel that the air is getting colder for no reason.

Fang Cheng looked up at him, and said with a smile, "He Yan, I can't seem to run away..."

He Yan hummed, and said in an unexpected tone, "I'll go by myself."

"Long-distance running? Are you going to go long-distance running?" Xiao Xiaoxing was taken aback and shouted out in surprise.

As soon as the voice came out, the eyes of the people nearby turned over again.

Fang Cheng glared at Xiao Xiaoxing, who immediately shut up.

He Yan went straight to the inspection point on the playground, leaving behind a group of students looking at each other in dismay.

Fang Cheng pinched his arm fiercely, and cursed himself in his heart: If he doesn't run away, you have to persuade him, and if he runs away, you start to worry again.

In the first lap, He Yan followed at the end of the team.

On the second lap, he gradually shortened the distance with the previous classmate.

On the third lap, a student who started running fast fell behind.

Fang Cheng's heart was beating at the pace of He Yan. He grabbed the small loudspeaker that Wang Sijia used to cheer the students on, and shouted at He Yan who was on the runway, whose throat was starting to smell of rust: "He Alder! Come on!"

He Yan seemed to glance in his direction, Fang Cheng immediately forgot about his cramped leg, jumped up and waved a small flag: "He Yan, come on!"

Wang Sijia rolled her small eyes, pulled Xiao Xiaoxing over and whispered, and soon, the two exchanged winks: "1, 2, 3!"

"Hey, Hey! Never give up!"

"Hey, Hey! Fight for the first place!"

I don't know if He Yan heard this voice, but Fang Cheng's brain went blank for a moment because of the sudden volume in his ears, but he quickly caught up with the slogans of the two.

More and more students joined the cheering team, and the only voice on the playground that could compete with the voice of the radio appeared: "He Yan He Yan! Never give up! He Yan He Alder! Fight for the first place!"

The world of young people is simple and warm.At this moment, no one remembers that they avoided the person who shouted for them. The common goal and honor made them a whole, as if what was on the runway was not a tall figure alone, but the entire fourth class. The ignited group soul.

He Yan's speed is not fast, but he is very stable.Accompanied by the hoarse but equally steady shouts of the students in the fourth class, in the last two laps, one after another, the students were left behind by him, and finally crossed the finish line and became No.3.

His grades were not outstanding, but they were still beyond the expectations of all the four classes. After all, in their eyes, He Yan was just a big fat guy who was lazy, lazy, and bad-tempered. Three, it was a surprise.

He Yan's return journey was like a hero, handing paper and water, Fang Cheng couldn't get in at all for a while.

"He Yan, have you secretly practiced yourself?"

"I never expected that we won the third place. I thought we would be absent or the bottom one!"

"Wow, the total score of our class can be ranked among the top three."

"Thanks to you, He Yan!"

"He Yan, you are very powerful."

Fang Cheng stopped moving closer to the crowd, and climbed up a step. From a condescending angle, he could see He Yang's sweaty forehead. The man, with a slightly gloomy face, wiped his sweat with the sleeve of his school uniform, and opened his mouth: "Stay away from me."

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent.The spring breeze blows gently, bringing a touch of coolness.

Fang Cheng waved the flag over everyone's heads, "It's too hot, everyone don't get so close."

Xiao Xiaoxing responded immediately: "Yes, yes, it must be very uncomfortable after running 2000 meters, let him rest for a while."

Xie Shiyuan also joked on the side: "Okay, we He Beike'er finally opened the slit, so don't close it again!"

Fang Cheng chuckled: "Hahaha, your description is so apt, He Beikeer...hahaha."

He Yan raised his eyes to Fang Cheng, walked up the stairs silently, and walked towards the teaching building on his own.

Fang Cheng's right foot was only cramped, and it was almost healed, so he quickly suppressed his smile and followed He Yan.