Why hasn't he confessed

Xie Wenxing signed up for the 3000-meter race entirely out of impulse, and waited for the form to be handed over to the sports committee to watch him go find other students. After the enthusiasm for the impulse subsided, Xie Wenxing couldn't help covering his face.

Impulsive, really impulsive!

Xie Wenxing basically didn't run much, usually when he moved, he would be out of breath and out of breath even after a little running.

At that time, there will be so many people watching the sports meeting, and he and Xu Huai'an will appear on the playground together. If Xu Huai'an is fast, he will be left far behind like a snail, being overtaken by others...

Just thinking about it, Xie Wenxing blushed.

Ahhh that would be really embarrassing!It must become a heavy stain on his entire high school career!

"The form has not been handed in, and it can be amended."

Xu Huai'an usually likes to play tricks on the little rabbit, but he doesn't want to tire the rabbit to death.

As for why.

Xu Huaian felt that he was only sympathizing with the weak.

But when Xie Wenxing heard this, he looked like a cat whose tail had been trampled and its fur was blown up, just like a hedgehog.

"Who can't do it? Who says I can't do it?!! I can definitely do it, but it's not certain who the champion will be!"

Under the eyes of his sweetheart, Xie Wenxing was lonely and brave, and his mouth was full of praise.

Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing, "Then you're looking for the wrong person. Brother Huai's physical strength is terrifying, and you must be no match for him."

After Xie Wenxing finished speaking, he also realized that what he said was too exaggerated, his face turned red, and he was embarrassed for a while. He naturally bumped Xu Huai'an's thigh and glared at him.

It's all your fault.

One look from Xu Huai'an shut up Zhou Yuan who wanted to flatter him a little more.

That's right, what he said was the truth, why didn't Brother Huai let people tell the truth?

Seeing the dejected Xie Wenxing, Zhou Yuan suddenly realized.

Oh~ Brother Huai definitely didn't want to hurt Xie Wenxing too much, I understand.

Zhou Yuan made an OK gesture and shut up quietly.

Xu Huai'an thought for a while, "The competition is all about participation."

What he said meant that he had already expected the result and was not optimistic about him at all.

Xie Wenxing became angry, and reprimanded in a low voice, "Shut up! Don't talk!"

However, bragging is cool for a while, running the crematorium.

In the late autumn night, on the pitch-black playground, the autumn wind was howling, and a few black figures were running on the playground, one of which was Xie Wenxing.

In order to avoid making a fool of himself in front of Xu Huai'an at the upcoming sports meeting, Xie Wenxing decided to come to the playground to practice running after class these nights.

3000 meters is too long.

Xie Wenxing didn't expect to be able to achieve any ranking, at least, it would not be too embarrassing for him to complete the 3000 meters.

Therefore, Xie Wenxing also specifically found a reason to reject Xu Huaian's special counseling. God knows how uncomfortable this made him, so the results of running practice must be worthy of his efforts.

Xie Wenxing didn't feel very well now, he was panting like a cow, his heart was beating like a drum, his chest seemed to be hit by a sledgehammer, and his breath smelled like blood.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

Xie Wenxing walked slowly to Song Xian who was sitting beside him with soft and heavy steps.

Song Xian handed him water and tissues, his face was pale with sweat, "Xing Xing, how many laps have you run? Do you want to take a break?"

Xie Wenxing wiped off the sweat on his face, feeling that he was emitting heat all over his body, he drank half a bottle of water in one gulp, with resentment on his face, "Two laps..."

Song Xian: "Uh..."

One lap of their playground is 400 meters, and two laps are 800 meters. For normal people, it will be quite tiring after running 3000 meters, but, "You will run [-] meters in the future, that is seven and a half laps..."

Xie Wenxing threw water on Song Xian and told him to shut up, "I, huh, it's up to you to say, huh."

Xie Wenxing rested for a while, and after a while, he continued to run.

This evening, Xie Wenxing ran more than four laps, and was finally dragged back by Song Xian.

Back in the dormitory, he rushed out of the shower with willpower, fell headlong on the bed and lay his body, he rubbed the pillow, and before going to sleep, he made a big ambition in a daze, stretched out his hand and made a five with difficulty.

Tomorrow, tomorrow I will try to run five laps.