Go to my home and do your homework

In the evening, today's competition is all over.A group of boys from Class [-] went to the school supermarket to buy ice cream, and asked the girls to go back to the classroom and wait for Yao Wang to treat them.

Yao Wang played this way with the boys all afternoon and became more familiar with them. Boys of this age don't like to hold grudges, and in fact there are no substantive conflicts. The distance between him and his classmates for more than half a year disappeared. A lot, talking and laughing is also a lot more natural.

When buying ice cream, Kang Ming and other boys felt embarrassed and said, "Just buy old popsicles, thirty sticks in a box, two boxes, and ten loose ones. That's enough for our class. It's cheap, only fifty cents a piece."

The supermarket cashier said: "If you buy it in a box, it's [-] cents apiece."

"Is that called a treat?" Yao Wang said, "Don't save me money, pick the expensive ones and take whatever you want."

A few boys knew that his family was rich, so they stopped being polite, took plastic bags, and took ice cream from the rich section of the freezer, and almost emptied the freezer. They were full of chocolates, four circles, one yuan or even two yuan Many.

"Where's Qu Liaoyuan?" Yao Wang asked Kang Ming, "I won't see him after running in the afternoon."

Kang Ming said: "Have you gone to play with Brother Song Ye?"

Yao Wang half-jokingly said: "Even if he comes back later, I won't give him ice cream."

Several boys ate ice cream, and returned to the classroom with plastic bags containing ice cream, talking and laughing as they walked.Because it was a bit ostentatious, they didn't take the main road of the campus, but took a small path around the side, passing the small garden of the school, a sharp-eyed boy asked, "Is that our monitor?"

Everyone followed the reputation.

There is a small gazebo in the garden, and there are two students inside, one is sitting and the other is standing talking, the sitting one is wearing a school uniform, and the other standing is wearing an athlete's clothes.

"Squad leader!" Kang Ming was short-sighted and couldn't see clearly, so he yelled first regardless of 21.

The boy in school uniform got up and looked this way, then waved and said, "Why did you go?"

It really is Qu Liaoyuan, and the other one next to him can only be his brother Song Ye.

"Did you forget Brother Wang's treat?" Kang Ming greeted him, "Come and eat ice cream!"

The other boys also yelled at Qu Liaoyuan: "If you don't come, you'll be gone!"

Qu Liaoyuan waved the ice cream in his hand to them, and said, "I'm eating it! Go back quickly."

"Let's go, let's leave him alone, his brother buys him delicious food every day. Our ice cream should melt in a while."

A few boys walked away laughing and joking, Yao Wang took another look into the small gazebo.

"What else is that little bastard looking at?" Song Ye said critically.

"Okay, okay," Qu Liaoyuan said, almost convinced him, "He invited everyone to eat ice cream. If you don't let me go, didn't I listen to you?"

Song Ye said: "Did you eat less? I didn't buy it for you?"

"I bought it." Qu Liaoyuan sat down at the same place again, flattering his beard while eating the ice cream, "It's so delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious ice cream."

Song Ye was very useful, and taught him like a teacher: "Don't learn to be glib, once you get used to it, you can't change it. It is easy to give people a bad impression that you are unreliable. Do you hear me?"

Qu Liaoyuan said: "I heard that. Are you cold? Let me put on your coat."

This is still in April, the sun is good on the playground in the afternoon, and I have been exercising to warm up, so I don’t feel cold. Now that the sun is out of the sun, Song Ye is still wearing this sleeveless top and shorts, and he looks chilly. He also ate an ice cream.

"It's not cold," Song Ye said, "I'm in good health."

He stood in front of Qu Liaoyuan, holding an ice cream in one hand, and with the other hand on his waist. The lines from his arms to his shoulders were beautiful, with a sense of strength between a teenager and an adult. His legs under the shorts were slender and strong. , The thigh muscles are tight, which can vaguely be described as bodybuilding.

Qu Liaoyuan is a little envious. He also loves sports. His muscular shape and strength are quite good among high school students, but his body shape is not as handsome and beautiful as Song Ye. The height is naturally on the one hand. On the other hand, Song Ye seems to be It's the kind of type that can quickly change his physique just by exercising. This should be a kind of talent.

"Do you know the benefits of exercise now?" Qu Liaoyuan said, "When I was young, I asked you to exercise with me, but you were always unwilling."

Looking back on the past few years, Song Ye himself felt unbelievable. If he still followed the living habits at that time and thought it would kill him to go out to bask in the sun, he would never grow into what he is now.

"Tomorrow's 3000-meter final," he said with a smile, "I'll be a cheerleader for my brother. My brother can run a championship."

Qu Liaoyuan said: "Don't care too much about the result of the competition."

He was a little afraid that Song Ye would lose again, so he might as well treat it with a normal heart.

"Don't worry, I won't lose again." Song Ye said, "You know I haven't practiced long-distance running. I don't have any experience in when and how to speed up. It's just that I passed the line almost at the same time as that guy. It’s just that the torso is a little bit ahead of me. Come on, it’s considered that he has some game skills. With this result today, I would like to admit defeat. It’s because my skills are not as good as others. Just wait and see tomorrow, and then don’t blame me for stealing the limelight from your class. .”

He gave Qu Liaoyuan a provocative look, and said, "I don't care what reward Yao Wang wants you to give him, it's nothing."

When he said this, he was extremely domineering and unreasonable, which was completely different from his modest and decent appearance in front of others.

Qu Liaoyuan thought wow, that's too arrogant, but he was a little fascinated by Song Ye's special appearance, and he felt an indescribable liking in his heart.

"Stop chewing sticks, what's wrong." Song Ye laughed, "Do you still eat? Go buy another stick?"

"Don't eat it." Qu Liaoyuan took out the ice cream stick from his mouth, and there were teeth marks on it.

Song Ye said: "Then back to the dormitory?"

Qu Liaoyuan looked up at him, blinked twice, and suggested, "Find a place where no one is around, I want to...cough."

"What do you want?" Song Ye asked knowingly, "Do you want to recite the text for me?"

Qu Liaoyuan was afraid that he would really have to recite the text, so he said anxiously: "I won't recite...I want to kiss!"

Song Ye burst out laughing.

Only then did Qu Liaoyuan realize that "reciting texts" was a joke, and he was laughed at by his honesty, why did he always fall for his tricks?

After looking for a place to kiss, the two went back to the dormitory to change clothes, had dinner together, went to evening self-study separately, went to take a shower together after class, and found a place to kiss again on the way back to the dormitory after the shower, and then went back to sleep.

End of the day.

In the afternoon of the second day, it can almost be said that the Shura field of this sports meeting was ushered in. The finals of several competitions were held in this half day.

Wen Cong borrowed two No. [-] Middle School uniforms from nowhere, brought his girlfriend along to watch the game, and brought a big bag of drinks and snacks.

"This is Jingjing," he introduced to Qu Liaoyuan, winked and said with a smirk, "My sister-in-law."

Qu Liaoyuan felt that this title was very embarrassing, and he couldn't quite pronounce it.

"You can just call me by my name," Jingjing dressed up a bit too girly, but she was quite polite, and said with a smile, "Hi Xiaoquer, you are much more handsome than the photo, I thought all the first middle schools were good Student, there are no handsome guys."

Wen Cong said: "I'll let you meet Mr. Song later, that's handsome!"

Qu Liaoyuan smiled and said, "You two play first, I have to prepare. I will run two finals this afternoon."

Wen Cong waved his hand: "Go quickly, we will cheer for you, run well, don't embarrass our factory."

Jingjing also clenched her fist at him: "Fighting!"

The [-]-meter sprint final was over in the blink of an eye, and Qu Liaoyuan won the championship of the senior group without any surprise.

Wen Cong was so happy that he whistled and applauded, making Qu Liaoyuan terrified. He was worried that the teachers would find out that two students from other schools had sneaked in. After receiving the award, they would scold Wen Cong. "I know, I know" with a hippie smile, not serious at all.

Next was the 4×100 men's relay race. Because Song Ye had to prepare for the 3000-meter final, he didn't participate in the relay, so another boy from the experimental class took his place.

However, the final result of the relay race was not ideal for Class 4. During the handover of the second baton, Qu Liaoyuan accidentally dropped the baton. Qu Liaoyuan, who took the last baton, chased desperately, but only ran to No.[-].

After the game, the boy who didn't hold the baton firmly apologized to the other three teammates including Qu Liaoyuan, and Qu Liaoyuan had to comfort him again, telling him not to take it to heart.The cheerleaders led by Liu Xiaoxiao also rushed over to encourage the boy, which made the boy feel even more guilty, repeatedly saying sorry to everyone, and finally almost cried.

Waiting for this side to finally calm down, the 3000-meter long-distance race final is about to begin!

Qu Liaoyuan, Wen Cong and Jingjing were spectators outside the track.

He was a little nervous, and only looked at Song Ye who was doing warm-up activities, and a physical education teacher was speaking to the athletes to guide them.He didn't dare to go there, fearing that his nervousness would affect Song Ye.

"Xiao Qu'er," Wen Cong said, still thinking about what happened just now, "I didn't realize that you are quite an official, and you look good as a squad leader."

Qu Liaoyuan said perfunctorily, "It's okay."

Wen Cong laughed and said, "Why are you more nervous than Song Ye?"

Qu Liaoyuan exhaled nervously.

"Is that Song Ye?" Jingjing pointed over there and said, "He's so tall! He just can't see his face."

Wen Cong immediately shouted: "Song Ye! Look this way!"

Song Ye turned around, saw the three of them, and smiled at them.Qu Liaoyuan had told him that Wen Cong was coming.

Wen Cong made a cheering gesture.

Song Ye nodded to him, and before turning back, his eyes fell on Qu Liaoyuan slightly, as if very casual, and there was a tacit understanding that only the two of them understood.Qu Liaoyuan felt as if he was dazzled by the sun.

"Ah, he is so handsome, so handsome! So handsome!!!" Jingjing shook Wen Cong excitedly, and said, "He looks like a star!"

Wen Cong: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud. Wen Cong couldn't do anything to his girlfriend, so he took it out on him, kicked him, the two of them pushed and shoved a few times, and made up again shoulder to shoulder, just like when they were young Same.

In the 3000m final, seven athletes were in place.

Song Ye is on the first road, the innermost.

Yao Wang was on the seventh track, on the outermost track. When he was in the starting position, he was not serious at all. He turned his head to look at Qu Liaoyuan who was next to him, with a malicious expression on his face.

Wen Cong: "?"

"This is the athlete in our class." Qu Liaoyuan finally remembered his identity as the monitor of Class Seven, and encouraged him shyly, "Yao Wang, come on! Be serious! Run well!"

Only then did Yao Wang smile at him.

After a while, the referee: "Everyone is on your mark—ready!" The starting gun rang!

Everyone who came to watch the game knew that either Yao Wang from Class [-] or Song Ye from Class [-] won the championship today, there is no third possibility.

The cheerleading battle between Class Seven and the Experimental Class was also in full swing, with louder voices than the other, "Yao Wang!" who.

Qu Liaoyuan learned the lesson from yesterday, he didn't dare to stand with the cheerleaders, and stood far away with Wen Cong Jingjing.He didn't make much noise in the first few laps, and only shouted "Come on!" when Song Ye was about to run up to him.

Entering the sixth lap, Song Ye started to speed up, and Wen Cong was overturned in an instant. He was shocked and said: "Damn it! Song Ye is running so fast?!"

Jingjing's nympho face: "He's so handsome!!!"

Qu Liaoyuan suppressed it for a long time, couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted desperately: "Come on, Song Ye! Come on!!!"

Song Ye ran past them in a gust of wind, and when he heard it, he even took the time to stretch out his hand, with a smile on his lips, and snapped his fingers like a handsome man!

Jingjing: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Wen Cong: "..."

Qu Liaoyuan: "..."

Seventh lap!The first group of Song Ye and the seventh group of Yao Wang ran in the front!

As for No.3, who was in the back row, half of his physical strength was drained in the preliminaries yesterday.

It's time to sprint!

But everyone can see that, unlike yesterday's close competition, after Yao Wang fell behind today, there was a distance of one meter or two meters between him and Song Ye. Without venting his strength, it was already very difficult for Yao Wang to catch up.

The last ten or so seconds were slow and fast.

The referee blows the whistle!Crossed the line!

There was a burst of cheers on the sports field, the final of the 3000-meter long-distance race high school men's group, the champion, Song Ye!

Qu Liaoyuan rushed over excitedly, but was stopped outside by the crowd from the experimental class.

The experimental class cheerleaders surrounded Song Ye and congratulated him one after another. He had a modest smile on his face and thanked everyone in turn.

Qu Liaoyuan was isolated, a little embarrassed, but still happy for Song Ye, raised his hands outside, and clapped.

Song Ye in the crowd was tall, and he gave Qu Liaoyuan a quick wink, showing a smile that was brighter than the sun.

The runner-up, Yao Wang, crossed the line right after him. The cheerleaders from Class [-] were also congratulating him. Several girls even secretly prepared flowers for him. I didn't expect to lose.

Qu Liaoyuan also hurried over here, and said sincerely to Yao Wang: "Thank you for your hard work! You have won honor for our class, you are really great!"

Yao Wang had a complicated expression, but he finally smiled and said, "Squad leader, thank you for inviting me to participate in the competition. It's quite interesting."

Kang Ming and other boys also came to talk to Yao Wang, and Qu Liaoyuan stepped aside, talking to Wen Cong Jingjing.

Wen Cong heard that this was the legendary "Ten Middle School Yaowang", and he was puzzled and said, "He's not too thorny, is he?"

After Song Ye finished the official social, he came to find them. Wen Cong and Jingjing congratulated him one after another. While talking to them, he gave Qu Liaoyuan a smug look of "I said I will definitely win".

"I knew it must be you who won the championship," Jingjing said happily, "Your number plate is so domineering, you can't justify it if you don't win."

Song Ye's athlete number is 060101, which means the No. 2006 athlete in class 1 of the 1 class.

Wen Cong thought he and his girlfriend had a good understanding, and said, "That's right, the number one in the whole grade will definitely be the number one."

"You don't understand," Jingjing said, "This is the number plate that the general attack deserves."

Wen Cong was at a loss and didn't understand.

Qu Liaoyuan didn't understand, so he asked, "What is the general attack?"

Jingjing smiled ambiguously, and said, "That's...that is, he is very handsome, the most handsome."

Wen Cong and Qu Liaoyuan nodded, agreeing that Song Ye is very handsome, the most handsome.

"Would you like ice cream?" Song Ye said with a smile, "We always treat guests."