The Source of TFboys Mu Immortal

the beginning has come

Several stories unfolded intermittently, pieced together into a few young figures, and the night is still muddying our stories.although

Although it will be another future in a short time, we are still squandering our youth all the time. --Inscription.

No one was attracted by Su Jian's disappearance, because their attention was all on that big event, and no one noticed Su Jian's disappearance.

There was a din of people, the whole world was full of cheers and shouts, the place where An Xiaomu was was crowded, An Xiaomu seemed to be in distress as if she had no place, the bubbling voice seemed to be preparing for an upcoming Like boiling water.

The scene was chaotic like a hodgepodge, and the mess was terrible.

There were not many snacks left, An Xiaomu had no excuse to be lazy, so she had to move the table to a place near the arena, who knew that the competition in this place was even fiercer.

The athletes in the previous games looked confident, but the results were worrisome. An Xiaomu lost interest in an instant. During the intermission, the host received 'cheering words' non-stop, like ' So-and-so, if you can win, I will give Luhan to you. 'And that's 'competition comes second and friendship comes first, XXX just does his best. 'All kinds of things squeezed into An Xiaomu's ears.

Although An Xiaomu loves to be lively, her interpersonal relationship is still a bit bad. How should I put it?Someone dragged her to watch the game, she would go out of face, but then that person left her to find someone else.

So she hates these thankless social rules.

There is a girl named Bai Yue who is a propaganda committee member. Although she has a good relationship with An Xiaomu, she seldom seeks out An Xiaomu because she knows that An Xiaomu's composition is very good. During the interval, he ran to An Xiaomu's side and tried to persuade An Xiaomu to write a 'cheering speech' one by one.

An Xiaomu scratched her head a little irritably, and then read slowly: "That gust of wind is from your rapid pace..."

The pen in Bai Yue's hand was waving, very quickly, very quickly.

An Xiaomu scratched her head and lay hesitantly on the table, waiting for her 'motivation words' to be broadcast on the radio, but she still didn't wait for that moment.

Preparations for Wang Yuan's 1000-meter race have already begun. When An Xiaomu saw Wang Yuan running to the inspection office to report, he knew that he had no chance to hear those cheers, and it was too late.

At that moment, everything was silent, An Xiaomu held her breath, and she closed her eyes, not daring to look at the scene.

The gunshots were still fired without any warning. An Xiaomu felt a sense of fear in his whole body. If Wang Yuan thought that they hadn't prepared the "motivation words", would he be discouraged and lost?

A group of people gathered around to watch the game. Other classes had people running and cheering, but their class had nothing, and the excitement was always someone else's.

Bai Yue excitedly recorded the live competition with the mobile phone in her hand, but it didn't take long for her to go to the high jump place to watch the competition again.

Wang Yuan ran unhurriedly, firmly sandwiched in the middle of the team, not the dazzling No.1, nor the dazzling last.