52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

Qiao Shuo scanned the fluorescent yellow clothes on Wen Liang's body from top to bottom, and asked triumphantly, "Does it look good? Are you envious?"

"It looks good." Wen Liang said sincerely.

He wasn't saying that the clothes were particularly good-looking, but he thought that for a self-willed person like Old Qiao, what wouldn't look good in them?

Before seeing Qiao Shuo on the playground, he always wore a black training suit, but today he wore this blue suit over the black training suit, which lacked the usual vigor and was more refreshing and free-spirited.

Excited music sounded, mixed with the sound of "Hey Hey Hey" from the microphone test.The auditorium was filled up quickly, and it really felt like a sea of ​​people looking out from the playground.

Wen Liang really doesn't like such a crowded and noisy environment, and just looking at it from a distance feels oppressive for no reason.Fortunately, there were relatively few people in the playground, so he didn't have to be in the crowd.

For Wen Liang, these music sounds very familiar, not because he often participates in sports games - if he said such a thing with his body, no one would believe it.

It was obviously passionate music, but Wen Liang only felt depressed when he heard it, as if all the nerves in his body were tense.These are the running bells that he has listened to for three years in high school, and they are the bells that urge him to rush to the playground at dawn.

Wen Liang smiled self-deprecatingly, never thought that he had been in college for more than a semester, and would still subconsciously resist.

His eyes fell on the pattern on the wooden table absentmindedly, but a dense but uniform black and white school uniform phalanx appeared in front of his eyes, and he heard the sound of mechanical footsteps and thunderous slogans in his ears, and it seemed that he had inhaled the mixture again in his nose. smoggy air...

I still remember that the quality of running exercises in their class is always very poor, and they are always left to take up the time of morning reading to practice running exercises.At that time, he ran with the team holding the crumpled morning reading materials in his hand, all he could think about was how to make up for the missing morning reading.

Occasionally, he would lose his mind while running, wondering why they were required to hold books and read while waiting for exercise and queuing for food, but they had to waste a whole section of morning reading on such formal exercises.

Thinking about it, you will be called harshly—the third in the last row, align!He still doesn't understand what these things that must be obeyed mean to him.

Qiao Shuo sat by the side and watched Wen Liang's expression change from a smirk to a daze, and then to a frown. After a while, he finally asked curiously, "Brother Xiong, what are you thinking?"

When Wen Liang looked up at him, he didn't seem to have recovered. He was stunned for two seconds, and then smiled: "It's too noisy, it's a bit annoying."

Wen Liang turned his head away unnaturally, obviously avoiding questioning.

Qiao Shuo pondered in his heart: How can someone be so simple and expressive enough? How much does this silly bear have on his mind, or does he have some dark secrets?

Qiao Shuo picked up this stool from the side, and before it was warmed up, he was told by a staff member that they would take it away for use.

The stool was carried away just like that, and when Qiao Shuo turned around, he met Wen Liang who was sitting on the stool.

Wen Liang was about to move to the side, freeing up half and half stools for Qiao Shuo, half for each person.But before he could move, his leg was heavily pressed.

Qiao Shuo sat on Wen Liang's lap, wrapped his arms around his neck, and raised his eyebrows at him confidently: "Thank you, Brother Bear."

Wen Liang looked at the large piece of fluorescent yellow in the auditorium directly opposite with black lines, and thought helplessly: Forget it, just get used to it.

It was rare for Qiao Shuo to sit and watch his mobile phone peacefully, but for such a big man, Wen Liang's legs became sore after a while, and he didn't dare to move.He wanted to look at his phone, but Qiao Shuo blocked him.

Simply switching to the other hand to hold the phone, Wen Liang looked up at Qiao Shuo, then carefully put his arm around and handed over the phone.

Of course, Qiao Shuo noticed Wen Liang's little trick right away. He deliberately played tricks and snatched the phone from Wen Liang.

"Old Qiao." Wen Liang clicked his tongue and looked up helplessly at Qiao Shuo's success.

From Qiao Shuo's perspective, Wen Liang raised his head, the hair on his forehead was a little messed up by the wind, his face was thin, his narrow double eyelids left arcs at the end of his eyes, and there were light dark circles under his eyes, he looked good and good-natured silly.

Qiao Shuo didn't know why, but she always found Wen Liang very amusing, and always wanted to tease him, and it was very enjoyable to see him look so angry but unable to get rid of it.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he had a bad idea. Qiao Shuo cast a glance at Wen Liang, and leaned back on purpose when he saw the right moment. He yelled "Ouch", pretending that he was about to fall.

As expected, Wen Liang's serious expression immediately became flustered, and he quickly raised his arms to catch Qiao Shuo's back.

Qiao Shuo was just teasing Wen Liang, but it was inexplicably comfortable to be held by Wen Liang's back. He smiled at Wen Liang, without any intention of getting up.

It was too late when Wen Liang realized that he had been tricked, and Qiao Shuo refused to get up for a long time. His arms were sore and it was hard to let go.

"You are so heavy, get up quickly." Wen Liang moved his arms slightly to warn him.

"No more love, you actually despise me." Qiao Shuo said such words, but smiled mischievously on his face.

"You... Get up quickly, you can't hold it anymore." Wen Liang gritted her teeth, Qiao Shuo's weight really cannot be underestimated.

Qiao Shuo put it away when he was ready, supported Wen Liang's leg with one hand, and grabbed Wen Liang's neck with the other, made a little effort, and sat up straight.

Wen Liang took her mobile phone from his hand, opened the Jinjiang Literature City APP, and was about to start reading a novel when Qiao Shuo, who was sitting on his lap, suddenly turned around, and then her arms were wrapped around her waist by Qiao Shuo.

Wen Liang looked up at Qiao Shuo suspiciously.Qiao Shuo puffed up her cheeks and blinked at Wen Liang innocently.

"Brother Xiong, I'm going up to the competition in a while, so hurry up and give me a hug."

What kind of strange request is this, is it appropriate in public?Wen Liang pursed her lips and patted Qiao Shuo's back with her hand, trying to be perfunctory.

"It's the first time for me to participate in such a big sports meeting." Qiao Shuo glanced at the bustling people inside and outside the playground.

He wasn't talking nonsense.He has the habit of exercising since he was a child, and he has participated in many sports games in middle school, but none of them are as grand as this university sports meeting.

There are already a lot of people in the small area of ​​the South Campus alone, not to mention the other three campuses.As early as when the military training was accepted, Qiao Shuo lamented how big the main campus is, and how magnificent the playground is.

Now there are several school leaders sitting on the rostrum, and there are so many auditorium seats around the playground that they are all filled.

It would be a lie to say that you are not nervous. The track and field team of the South Campus has masters, not to mention the masters from the four campuses gathered together.It's also fortunate that the school divided the students majoring in physical education into separate groups, otherwise it would be a Shura field.

Wen Liang raised her head, and caught a trace of tension in Qiao Shuo's expression unexpectedly, but it was only for a moment.

"Old Qiao, don't put too much pressure," Wen Liang is not very good at encouraging people, and continued after thinking for a long time, "It is already very impressive to be able to represent the academy in the competition, and I am very envious of you."

Qiao Shuo drooped his upper eyelids and curled his lips: "That's what I said, but if I don't run well, Lao Luo will definitely find me to settle the score."

Wen Liang lowered her head for a moment, then said with a smile, "I'll cheer for you when the time comes, I'll be there all the time, and I can even take pictures for you."

Qiao Shuo bared his canine teeth with a smile, touched Wen Liang's shoulder with clenched fists, stood up and stretched, and took out the crumpled number cloth from his pocket to show Wen Liang.

"Then you can remember my number." Qiao Shuo waved the number cloth, then turned and ran to find his teammates.

The sun was shining, and Qiao Shuo's back disappeared into the crowd.

Wen Liang picked up her schoolbag from the side of the table leg, took out the paper and pen from inside, and searched for cheering scripts for hurdlers on her mobile phone.

Wen Liang turned off his phone after scribbling for a long time but couldn't find a favorite manuscript. When he looked up, he happened to be facing the sun. He squinted his eyes, then lowered his head to write on the paper.

——You are a little sun, dazzling and enthusiastic, and your journey is youth that never fades away.

In order to better coordinate their work, the members of the student union in the playground established group chats in groups.Not long after, two tables were moved next to Wenliang, and he and two other members went to bring two boxes of mineral water and a basket for athletes to put their clothes.

At nine o'clock, the personnel and the venue are almost all arranged, and then there is the opening ceremony of the sports meeting, the flag raising, speeches, and the phalanx of each college.

Wen Liang was a little bored during the lengthy process. He was not far from the rostrum, and he kept looking at the school leaders.The one in the middle is the principal written on the admission notice, and he doesn't know any other school leaders.

The sports meeting hosts are two boys and two girls. The boys wear white shirts and black trousers, and the girls wear white shirts and black skirts. They are dressed in a college style.

Wen Liang felt that one of the hostesses looked familiar, and after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't remember who it was, and it was just her own illusion.

After the official start of the competition, the field and track competitions will be held at the same time.After the gunfire, the sound of cheering and shouting in the auditorium surged like a tide, and the athletes on the track passed by almost instantly, and before they had time to see the movements clearly, a round of competition was over.

Wen Liang flipped through the race schedule to check the time, Qiao Shuo was about to go to the inspection, and he also started to feel nervous for no reason.

He looked around and saw that on the other side of the playground, athletes in all kinds of clothes lined up, following those who waved the small red flag in front.Some athletes have already taken off their jackets and warmed up in advance.

Qiao Shuo stood in the inspection team, and there were people he didn't know at the front and back. The brothers who practiced hurdling in the same team were not divided into the same group, but went to the inspection team on the other side.

Looking at the time, it was almost time to get ready, Qiao Shuo took off the blue and white training clothes outside, and put on black close-fitting sportswear inside.

He didn't know what level the athletes in the same group were, but at least he didn't lose in terms of dress.

He had just taken off all his team uniforms when the athlete in front suddenly turned half his body and greeted him.The man had airplane hair and a mole on the side of his face.

Qiao Shuo responded without hesitation, but he really didn't like the way the man looked him up and down. Qiao Shuo lowered his head and straightened the jacket and trousers in his hands—it wasn't that he was diligent, it was just that he was too lazy to pay attention to those things. people.

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The author has something to say:

When Xiao Liang went to high school, she doubted her life, and the ringing of running and exercising was really a shadow of her life.I just want to write that running is good for the body, but the kind of jogging is really dangerous. My shoes have been stepped on, and then the team can't stop or mess up. I jumped to the side with only a jio Two runners stepped on my shoes one after another, it's disgusting!It's far away... Back to this chapter, Old Qiao gradually became angry and didn't know it. He was actually a child who lacked love (yes, it was Old Qiao), and now he suddenly felt very happy relying on Brother Xiong.