MVP in the next examination room

Teacher Ren watched with a smile on Yuan Che's pursuit of Tang Ran all the way to the inspection office.

Jin Luo looked at the backs of the two of them going away: "It's time to open a crowd/funding link, comrades! Crowd/funding to buy medicine for brother Ran is urgent."

Ding Yifan wore sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and narrowed his eyes deeply behind the lenses: "It's time to open a Weibo account——Did brother Ran get beaten today? Yes."

Tang Ran, who unilaterally announced that he won the first place, ran to the inspection office and stopped, turned around and surrendered with a smile: "Well, save your energy and stop making trouble."

Yuan Che: "You are capable, have you learned how to pre-register?"

The teacher at the check-in office raised a loudspeaker and shouted: "Athletes pay attention, stop making trouble, line up and get ready for check-in!"

With a smile on the corner of Tang Ran's mouth, he took out his number plate from his pocket, shook it out, and fixed it on the front of his clothes with four pins on the corners.

On the left side of the number cloth is the number, and the right side is printed with the ID photo of the athlete, which is convenient for the teacher to check and compare.

Yuan Che lowered his head and fastened the last pin. Just as he raised his eyes, a pair of hands came into his field of vision.

Tang Ran stretched out her hand, helped him untie the pin in the lower left corner, smoothed out the number bib, and fastened it again, saying, "I didn't fix this one just now."

The photo printed on the number cloth is still the military training photo when they entered the freshman year of high school. Most athletes put it on on the way to the inspection or when waiting in line for the inspection.

The voice of the physical education teacher came from the front: "Why are you covering so tightly? Are you running for me?"

The athlete who was undergoing inspection covered the portrait on the number cloth with both hands, glanced around vigilantly, and then revealed a little gap: "No, teacher, I just don't want them to see..."

The physical education teacher said impatiently: "Is there anything that cannot be seen by others? You will cover it when you go on stage? If you can't see it, take your hands away!"

The athlete shrugged helplessly, and put down his hands—then the physical education teacher couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Hey, young man, what were you thinking when you took the photo, what kind of expression is that?"

The classmate re-covered the photo angrily.

The team moved forward slowly. After Tang Ran helped Yuan Che sort out the number plates, he turned around and stretched one hand back concealedly, wrapping it around Yuan Che's wrist.

Yuan Che felt the fingers attached to his wrist lightly rubbed twice.

Tang Ran stood directly in front of him, turned his face to the right and back, looked at him with half-lidded eyelids, and still had a faint smile on his face: "Don't be nervous, come on."

After the check-in of the people in front was completed, the physical education teacher began to check their information.

Despite the litter, the skin looks a lot darker than in real life, the photo quality of these two is still excellent.

The physical education teacher of Class 12 is also one of the inspectors. Seeing that they put on their number cloths just now when they came to wait for the inspection, they casually reminded: "Put your number on early next time. It's easy to fall out, and it's not easy to mend."

"Teacher," Tang Ran said refusing all over his face, "Don't you think that carrying this is like a wanted/wanted/criminal."

Code, headshot, such a large piece of cloth, worn in front of the body.

Physical education teacher: "...don't talk nonsense, get out of here."

There are many athletes participating in the 1500m. Although some classes have abstained from this event, if they are grouped together, the number of groups is still large and the competition time is too long. Therefore, they are only divided into two groups A and B. Track, free to grab the lane after starting the run.

Although it is impossible to be completely fair at the starting line, and those who cannot grab the inner lane will suffer a little loss at the beginning, it still depends on the individual level in general.

The inner lanes were preempted by athletes from other classes running over at a sprint speed. Yuan Che and Tang Ran didn't occupy the two innermost lanes and stood in the middle of the starting line.

Many teachers and members of the school news agency stood on the lawn in the auditorium and the runway, carrying cameras to take pictures.

The class where the athletes are in has already started to cheer for them, as if they were trying to compete, shouting louder than anyone else, trying to suppress the voices of other classes.

Jin Luo gave full play to his innate voice advantage and overwhelmed everyone: "Ten is 22, tall is 22! Only take the first place, not the second place!!"

Tang Ran laughed in a low voice and said, "Did you hear me, this is for the two of us to tie for first place."

I don't know who took the lead on the starting line, and a row of people began to take off their clothes one after another.

The one on the innermost side threw his school uniform jacket on the lawn, revealing the black vest inside, and began to do stretching exercises, showing off his biceps that he had practiced for a long time. Low-key exclamation; the second one tore off his short-sleeved T-shirt with one hand, and directly went into the battle naked, and there were a few booing from boys and screams from girls from the auditorium.

This wave of undressing/clothes seemed contagious, a row of boys standing on the starting line excused themselves one after another, and booing from the auditorium continued one after another.

Tang Ran said to Yuan Che: "Are we also interested?"

As he spoke, he hooked his fingers around the hem of the T-shirt and made an upward movement.

There was a sudden burst of screams louder than before in the auditorium, mixed with the screams of a girl from an unknown class: "Ah, ah, take off—"

Listening to the deafening shouts over there, Yuan Che felt a headache: "...Are you flirty enough?"

Tang Ran's movements were so pitifully small that she didn't even show her waist. She raised her eyebrows and smiled, then put her hands down again, and put her face on the floor solemnly, regardless of whether she could hear it, she replied: "Sorry, my partner. No."

"..."

The voice was not loud, and the players next to him were startled when they heard it, but they didn't think much about it.

"1500m, get ready—"

The starting gun sounded, and a whole row of athletes shot out like arrows off the string.

After Yuan Che and Tang Ran started running, they approached the inner lane and quickly occupied the first and second lanes.

"Third," Jin Luo stood in the auditorium, looking at the runway with the awning in his hands, "no problem, they must not charge at full strength now, save their energy, and the gap with the first and second is not too big, and there will be opportunities to surpass them in the future." .”

but……

Ding Yifan watched for a while, and couldn't help complaining: "The two of them...do they have to run so close?"

Tang Ran and Yuan Che ran side by side, and their stride frequency was consistent, and they tied for third place until they passed the next corner.

The gap between the fourth and the fifth is relatively large.

Tang Ran was always in Yuan Che's peripheral vision. He didn't know if Tang Ran was planning to stay side by side with him forever, but he didn't ask. Chatting on the track at this time would be a meaningless waste of energy.

When passing the next curve, Yuan Che speeded up silently, passed Tang Ran, and was about to overtake the second-ranked student when he exited the curve.

Tang Ran quickly speeded up to catch up, bit behind him tightly, gave a "tsk", and lazily dragged out the ending sound: "I want to fly solo so soon."

"..."

Tang Ran said while running, "I don't agree."