The sleeping agent of the mysterious deskmate

Students participating in high-intensity competitions such as the 5000-meter long-distance race must receive a week of intensive training before the sports meeting.In the afternoon, Zhang Shaolei took Fang Chen and Yang Yifan to the track and field, handed them over to two teachers who knew them, and then went to do his own training.

There are a total of 25 players participating in this event, and 5 of them are from the school track and field team. In the eyes of others, they have basically won the top five results of the competition.

The remaining [-] contestants were basically recruited by the head teacher and the sports committee on the grounds that the focus was on participation.

The contestants assembled wearing sports vests and shorts. The physical education teacher first encouraged ten students: "The teacher praises your courage and challenging spirit. No matter how long you run the 5000 meters, as long as you can persist in running, you will win."

Then I talked about the precautions, took everyone to do a simple warm-up, and started a trial run. At the beginning, everyone ran at their own pace, running at a leisurely pace.

After running half a lap, Yang Yifan could always feel Fang Chen who was following him closely behind him. After rolling his eyes in his heart, he deliberately slowed down his pace, and the people behind him also slowed down.

This time he deliberately speeded up again, and as expected, the people behind him also speeded up, Yang Yifan was annoyed, and said without turning his head: "Can you stop getting so close to me!"

"Ah, are you talking about me?" Another contestant next to him wondered.

"no!"

Yang Yifan could almost hear Fang Chen's chuckle, scolded him in his heart, and ran forward even faster.

"Don't go too fast, there's still a long way to go." Fang Chen chased him and shouted.

"I want you to take care of it!"

Yang Yifan, who wanted to get rid of Fang Chen, rushed forward with all his strength, leaving behind all five track and field athletes. What was exasperating was that no matter how fast he was, Fang Chen could always follow two or three steps behind him.

As a result, after four laps, Yang Yifan began to be out of breath. The physical education teacher who had been carefully observing each player told him: "Yang Yifan, stop running, take a slow walk and rest."

Yang Yifan wouldn't hold on when he shouldn't be brave. After all, it would be even more embarrassing if he ran, vomited and passed out. He stopped, panted and walked slowly, turned his head to look at Fang Chen, who was still breathing steadily, and cursed: "You Are you a human?!"

"I've run a marathon."

"Fuck!"

"Next time you run at my pace?"

"roll!"

The physical education teacher came over, followed them, and said, "Tell you two, 5000 meters is not how you run. Don't rush forward, but you can run 2000 meters at this speed on the first day. You two have very good endurance." Now, take it step by step, and you will definitely be able to run 5000 meters in a week."

Half of the students who tried running together started to walk slowly and rest after three laps.After a slow walk, the two sat on the chairs around the track and field to rest.

Yang Yifan lifted up his sports vest to wipe the sweat off his face, revealing half of his waist and tight abdomen.The sweat beads on his neck rolled into the loose vest drop by drop, and he could vaguely see his smooth chest and back.

Fang Chen's Adam's apple moved up and down, and he turned his head.

Not far away came two girls, with excited and shy expressions. One of them took a bottle of sports drink and handed it to them: "Excuse me, are you Yang Yifan? This is for you to drink."

Before Fang Chen could speak, Yang Yifan said fiercely, "No, take it away!"

The two girls hurriedly apologized and ran away, discussing in low voices: "It's terrible, I just said that Yang Yifan never accepts things from girls."

"The guy next to him is also so handsome. I wanted to ask who he was just now, but I was scared to death by Yang Yifan."

Xia Yu brushed past them both with a towel and a sports drink, and walked up to Yang Yifan: "Brother Fan, here it is."

Yang Yifan took it naturally, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into his mouth with his neck up. As he swallowed, his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

For a moment Fang Chen wanted to throw him down and bite that spot.

"Fang Chen, you heard that you signed up for 5000 meters. It's too good. I signed up for [-] meters, and I will train here every day." Wang Zihao's voice sounded.

He also held two bottles of water in his hand, and handed them to Fang Chen: "Drink?"

Fang Chen took it.On the contrary, Yang Yifan was stunned for a moment, and scoffed at him: "I don't want girls' ones, but boys' ones?"

"Aren't you too." Fang Chen unscrewed the lid and took a sip, without looking at him and said lightly.

Seeing that Fang Chen took his water, Wang Zihao burst into a smile: "Brother Chen ran 5000 meters hard, anyway, I'm free, and I can deliver water to Brother Chen every day from now on..."

"No need, I'm just thirsty. I'll give you the money for this bottle of water later." Before Wang Zihao could say anything, Fang Chen raised his chin provocatively at Yang Yifan: "Can you still run?"

Yang Yifan, who was watching Wang Zihao unhappy, was instantly aroused to fight, and cursed: "Whoever can't run 5000 meters today is the grandson!"

The five sports special students of the track and field team have already run 5000 meters, looking at the two figures running around:

"That's not the two handsome guys in Zhang Shaolei's class. One of them is Brother Fan, the crown prince of Mingshen. What are they going to do? Run five thousand?"

"It's awesome, this speed is not slow, and it will look good if you faint halfway!"

"Tch, if they can run five thousand, I'll walk around the track on my head today!"

"Brother Fan is good at fighting, maybe he can finish the run."

"Don't confuse sports competition with fighting. Who do you underestimate?"

"Brothers, get your phone ready, maybe you can record the two of them running halfway, fainting and vomiting, and slumped on the ground and unable to stand up, that would be funny hahahaha."

Xia Yu, who was at the side, heard the conversation between the five of them, and blushed angrily: "Who are you calling funny? If Brother Fan comes down after running, do you dare to crawl around the playground?"

"Hey, what are you talking about? You, what are we doing to you? You are so cheap." One of the thin, tall, long-legged people scolded Xia Yu.

Others quickly stopped him: "Ning Tao, don't mess with these young masters."

After all, Wang Zihao came to curry favor with Fang Chen. At this time, he would definitely not allow others to speak ill of Fang Chen. He stood in front of the five track and field team members and laughed:

"Yo, you're very aggressive. Listen carefully, if they finish running five thousand, you all climb around the playground for me, or let me slap each of you and make you talk nonsense."

Unlike Xia Yu, students like Yang Yifan and Wang Zihao are notorious in the school, even the five special sports students dare not offend him.

Moreover, the sports specialty students were specially recruited by Yingyuan from all over the country in order to increase the school's popularity.There are many children from ordinary families, and besides the preferential treatment of free tuition, they also receive high scholarships every month.

They know that the students of this kind of noble school have very powerful family backgrounds, if they accidentally offend them, they will really be forced to fail.

They had heard all kinds of rumors about Wang Zihao, and those who offended him either voluntarily dropped out or were forced to drop out. They can be in such a school, enjoy such good resources and receive scholarships every month, so naturally they dare not offend.

The five people looked at the ruffian and provocative Wang Zihao, but they couldn't help but dare not say anything, but they hated to death in their hearts. They only hoped that the two of them would stop halfway.