boys' feelings are always poetry

167.

The sports meet at Huaishi No. [-] Middle School starts at four o'clock in the morning. In the north, it is just dawn at four o'clock, and the temperature in the morning is very low. Song Yu, a boy with fleshy hands, does not have too much fat to resist the cold. I wanted to wear cotton clothes, but walking on the street like that would be regarded as mentally ill by others. Song Yu chose the next best thing and wore a fleece jacket, which was a sky blue jacket with a hood. After zipping it all up, the pattern It's a fire-breathing little monster.

Banhua worked harder than Song Yu and the others. She had to get up early to put on makeup and put on a thin paper-like gauze dress. It looks good, but it’s quite cold. Song Yu saw Banhua’s body trembling. Yes, shivering with cold.

Song Yu's project is in the morning, and Fang Zhihui's project is also in the morning. In fact, Fang Zhihui has many projects. Song Yu has a man's intuition. Maybe Fang Zhihui can really break the record and bring back a bicycle or something.

However, Fang Zhihui stopped talking to Song Yu because of his affair with his partner yesterday. Song Yu felt very wronged. Fang Zhihui is obviously a man with an open mind, oh yes, he is also a little boy of Pisces, like a radiant The water bubbles burst when poked.

Fang Zhizhi's high jump competition was soon over. There were a lot of people watching on the field, there were boys, girls, and some ghostly man like a gray mouse. Song Yu grabbed his neck and looked, it turned out to be Zhao hero.

"How did you come?"

"Why can't I come? This is the sports meeting of Huaishi No. [-] Middle School. I'm a student of No. [-] Middle School."

"You can see, don't get too close, it will easily affect our intelligence."

"..."

Zhao Yingxiong ran out of words, maybe deep down in his heart, he felt that Song Yu was right.

Zhao Yingxiong lowered his altitude and hid behind Song Yu to watch.

"Don't hide behind me! Come out, you sneaky gray mouse!"

Song Yu missed Fang Zhizhi's wonderful moment because he randomly reached out to grab the gray mouse named Zhao Yingxiong.

"How much? How much did you jump?"

"No.1! No.1!" Zhao Yingxiong grabbed Song Yu's collar excitedly, as if he wanted to lift him up, like a big dog carrying a small chicken.

"Have you broken the record?"

"That's not true. Your requirements are too strict. There are many players who study sports. It's not bad to be the first."

Song Yu looked at Zhao Yingxiong's triumphant look, and he was looking at people with his nostrils again. This is not his game, why is he proud.

Fang Zhihui got out from the crowd, and Song Yu hurriedly handed over his favorite fruit juice in order to show his favor. Usually Song Yu was reluctant to buy it. Even if he bought it, he would drink it in small sips. That's it. precious.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Zhao Yingxiong also handed over his water.

A can of hydration and energy drink for athletes.

So scheming.

"Brother Fang! That's amazing! Take a few sips of my fruit juice!"

"Let's drink mine, student Fang Zhihui."

"No, no, no! Drink mine! I bought this for you!"

"Student Song Yu, Lu Jixue told you to go back quickly." Zhao Yingxiong squeezed out this sentence through his teeth, his mouth remained motionless, and Song Yu suspected that he could speak ventriloquism.

"..."

Fang Zhizhi thought about it. For some reason, this scene had a feeling of deja vu.

168.

Lu Jixue personally pinned the number plate 0511 on Song Yu's clothes, and told him, remember, remember, body first, competition second.

Song Yu remembered what his mother said, he is like your own mother.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! My speedy Song Yu didn't just talk about it!"

Before running away, Fang Zhihui came to see him with fruit juice in his hand, which probably means that we have reconciled, let the past go, and get along well in the future.

Making friends with Fang Zhihui is the most satisfying thing for Song Yu, although sometimes he is a little offline, but those are not important.

Beside Fang Zhihui stood Fan Buwei and Lin Er. Lin Er, a woman, held a large piece of paper in her hand, on which was written with colored pens: I wish my deskmate Song Yu all the best. Yang Kaitai, get rich in four seasons, five blessings come to the door, six and six Dashun, seven and seven 49, spring breeze on all sides!

Isn't this a passage she copied from herself when she wrote the classmate record for Zhao Yingxiong last time?

"Don't mess with me!"

Song Yu was a little distressed.

Standing on the track next to him was Lu Chengsi. It seemed that he had long legs and long arms, and he walked gracefully and unrestrainedly, as if he could run quite well.

"Song Yu, little curly hair, I heard that you are number one in the group stage?"

"Yes, please call me: Song Yufei Scud, thank you, other names are not accepted."

"I advise you to run slowly and let me be the first!" Lu Chengsi snorted coldly, "Otherwise I want you to look good!"

"Threat me?" Song Yu wondered if Lu Chengsi had stopped reading youth pain literature, and switched to the popular prince's bullying?

As soon as the starting gun was fired, Song Yu was the first to rush out with the hope of the whole village and the same love as Lu Jixue's mother, with a strong acceleration and a strong average speed.

Song Yu deserves to be the No. [-] scud in Huaishi No. [-] Middle School.

"Song Yu, little curly hair, you wait! You'd better pay close attention to all my information on Tencent Weibo!"

Lu Chengsi put down his harsh words and left gracefully.

After Song Yu ran all the events and sat in the fifth class's site, he began to feel uneasy.

He turned on his mobile phone, quickly logged on to Tencent Weibo, and looked at it after a while.

Soon, Lu Chengsi posted a new Weibo for everyone to see.

Lu Chengsi: It's not as good as dumplings, and it's not as fun as sister-in-law.

Lu Jixue:?

Song Yu:?

Lu Jixue: Please delete it immediately!

Song Yu: Please delete it immediately!

Song Yu asked Fan Buwei next to him, "If a person is talking nonsense on the Internet, how should I fight back against him?"

"Respond to him: Your number is gone."

"it is good."

Song Yu: Your number is gone!

Lu Jixue: Your number is gone!