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In the end, Fang Zheng didn't throw away the original copy of "The Root of All Evil". He folded it neatly and put it in his high school Chinese general review book.

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the [-]rd school sports meeting of No. [-] Middle School was ushered in. The reason why this sports meeting was set before the senior high school entrance examination was to relax the first-year students who had just entered high school. of.

No. [-] Middle School is not a school that pays much attention to entertainment. In the whole three years of high school, there is a sports meeting in the first semester of the first year of high school. They are not allowed to participate in the second year of high school. They have to focus on studying, which is so strict that it is abnormal.

A group of students from class [-] came in with nothing but the enthusiasm of sweating wantonly on the playground. After the head teacher announced the news of the school sports meeting in the class, many people stood up and said they would to participate.

The class teacher's surname is Liang, and he was nicknamed Mr. Liang.He is drinking the health-preserving tea in the thermos at the moment, waving his hands and saying, "What does it look like standing up one by one? Sit down quickly! I will hand over the registration form for this event to the sports committee later. It is limited, and those who are interested should go to the sports committee to sign up after class. We are not as good as them in the [-]th class. Is it possible that we can't beat them in this physical and bloody competition! Are you confident!"

"Yes!" A group of young men and women who were in their prime yelled and answered in unison, even Fang Zheng and Fang An, who usually never participated in class affairs, howled.

"Fang Zheng, what are you going to report?" Fang An asked Fang Zheng amidst the noise.

"Long jump and 1000 meters." Fang Zheng stretched his arms and said, "I have never participated in a junior high school sports meeting, and this is the only sports meeting in high school. Why don't you go to show off your skills!"

"I don't think so too," Fang An said, "I won't have this opportunity when I go to university in the future, what a pity I missed it."

"So what are you going to report?" Fang Zheng asked.

"I'm 100 meters and high jump. My amazing jumping ability has been hidden for so many years. It's time to show it to your eyes!" Fang An said, "But I'm not good at running. I don't know how far I can explode in the 100 meters sprint , do your best and obey the destiny."

"Yes." Fang Zheng patted him on the shoulder and said.

At the same time, in Class [-], the head teacher also handed over the registration form to the sports committee member. Unlike Class [-], Class [-] is basically weak bookworms who study hard, and there are few reasons to participate in this kind of competition under the sun. Physical strength can not win the prize activities.

Although Lin Lu was not a class leader in Class [-], his excellent academic performance and good style made the class teacher pay more attention to him than others.

"Lin Lu," sure enough, the head teacher clicked on his name, "I heard from the physical education teacher that your physical fitness is very good, do you want to participate in a project and get a certificate for yourself and the class?"

Lin Lu was hesitating, but Jian Yan winked wildly beside him, asking him to agree quickly.

I don't know why, in this tight situation, he actually thought about whether Fang Zheng would participate. He had never seen Fang Zheng participate in a sports competition.

Go ask after class, if Fang Zheng participates, then he will also participate, he just wants to sweat in the same playground as Fang Zheng.

"I think, think," Lin Lu said to the head teacher's earnest gaze, "I'm going to go after class, so I'll go, find, find the sports committee."

"That's fine," the teacher in charge said with a smile, "If you've made up your mind, remember to register."

"En." Lin Lu nodded.

The class teacher waved his hand to signal him to sit down.

"Why don't you just agree?" Jian Yan asked, "What else do you want?"

"Think about something." Lin Lu said.

"Male god," Jian Yan lay listlessly on the table, "I really don't understand you more and more."

"What's the matter, no, I understand?" Lin Lu said.

"Look at you, when school starts to select class cadres, you can raise your hand. You can get a disciplinary committee member, a study committee member or a class leader, but you said you are not interested. Now that you are participating in the school sports meeting, the old class will ask you You are gone, but you still have to think about it," Jian Yan said, "God, you always make me feel like something is restraining you."

bondage?Lin Lu was very surprised that Jian Yan would say this word. Is this restraint?Well, he didn't want to show off too much, and he didn't want to cause too much trouble. This kind of thought of just being alone constrained him, making him have no desire for honor.

"Stuttering," Lin Lu propped his chin, rubbing his fingertips on the side of his face, "Stuttering, it restrains me."

"Male god, are you kidding me?" Jian Yan smiled and pointed at him, "Let's ask the whole class around, probably no two of you know that you stutter, you don't usually talk, and you don't say a few words at all, everyone At most, do you think you are cold and cold? And don't think I don't know, I often see you and Fang after school this semester...Fang Zheng, is it Fang Zheng? I often see you two walking together, you You are always fluent when we talk, but you said this because you two are familiar, right? The male god and we have known each other for so long, so we are familiar? When will you talk to me like that? "

It is estimated that this life is impossible.Lin Lu thought to himself, but there was still some affection on his lips: "No, I don't know."

"Hey, forget it." Fortunately, Jian Yan didn't mind, and she continued to ask the previous question, "But you are really stuttering, right? Then you can easily become a disciplinary committee member for three years in junior high school." , didn't you still participate in the junior high school sports meeting?"

It is because I became a member and participated in it that I know the troubles caused by it, so now I don't want to be the same as before no matter what.

"That's it," Lin Lu said with a sad face, "Back then, I was forced to."

Jian Yan: "..."

After class, Lin Lu went to Class [-] to find Fang Zheng. As soon as he arrived at the door of Class [-], he happened to see Fang Zheng go out from the back door, and there was a girl walking side by side with her. Lin Lu's heart skipped a beat. For a moment, could this fucking be the annoying monitor who made Fang Zheng spare no effort to copy the test papers by hand?

"Fang Zheng!" Lin Lu called him anxiously.

He was planning to go to the toilet, but Fang Zheng, who happened to squeeze out from the back door with the squad leader, rubbed shoulders, heard a familiar voice, and immediately turned his head.

"I want to ask you something." Lin Lu said and walked towards him quickly.

The squad leader next to her immediately flushed red, and she saw Lin Lu asking Fang Zheng casually, "Where is this next to you?"

"Our monitor," Fang Zheng said, "Why are you here?"

really!Lin Lu was sharpening his sword in his heart, it really was her!

"I came here to ask you," Lin Lu suppressed the gleaming butcher knife in his heart, and asked calmly, "Did you participate in the school sports meeting?"

"Fang Zheng participated," said the class monitor who had been standing still beside him. "He participated in both running and long jump."

Lin Lu's knife has been sharpened, do I need your answer?

Are you two matured like that?

"Yes!" Fang Zheng came up and took his shoulders and walked to the wall of the corridor, "You just come to ask me this? What did you participate in?"

"And, same as you." Lin Lu said.

"How many meters did you run?"

"You speak first."

"I'm 1000 meters."

"What a coincidence, me too."

The squad leader stood behind them, took a deep look at them, and finally entered the women's room with eyes full of reluctance.

Lin Lu took his peripheral vision back, looked at the black heads moving around under the teaching building, and heard Fang Zheng laughing beside him and said, "Then we two still have to fight for each other?"

"That's right." Lin Lu also raised the corners of his lips, "I want to compete."

"But I won't show mercy." Fang Zheng said again.

Lin Lu laughed even deeper: "I just like that you don't show mercy."

"Then me too." Fang Zheng said.

"Did you listen carefully in class recently?" Lin Lu thought about it and asked again, "Is there any question you don't understand? Can you keep up with the progress of the teacher's lecture?"

"Listen, no, yes," Fang Zheng hugged him tighter, as if he was discouraged, "You say the same thing and ask every day, are you trying to drive me to death?"

Lin Lu rolled his Adam's apple up and down nervously before saying, "I care about you."

"I know." Fang Zheng let go of his shoulders, stretched his waist and said, "I know everything."

Lin Lu's nose suddenly turned sore, and when he wanted to say something, he heard a brisk bell ringing just in time.

"Fuck, I'm ringing the bell!" Fang Zheng immediately pushed him a few steps, "Run down quickly! Run quickly! You must go in before the teacher arrives in the classroom! How can you be late!"

"It's okay." Lin Lu was much calmer than him, and looked back at him, as if he wanted to engrave his worries about himself into the depths of his mind.

"It's nothing!" Fang Zheng pushed him a few more times, "You're an idiot and you can't leave!"

"Let's go." Lin Lu put it away as soon as he saw it, and ran away.

Fang Zheng watched him run into the corridor, then slowly walked in through the back door, and then sat down slowly under the displeased eyes of the monitor.

When I returned to class one, the chemistry teacher had already arrived, and they were all writing and drawing with chalk on the blackboard. Lin Lu called out to report, the teacher glanced at him, and let him in with his chin raised.

"Lin Lu is actually late for class."

When walking back to his place, Lin Lu heard a girl say this.

Lin Lu rolled his eyes, sat down beside Jian Yan, and heard Jian Yan ask the same question as the girl: "God, why are you late?"

"Go to the toilet, by the way, think about whether you want to participate in the school sports meeting." Lin Lu said.

"How are you thinking about it... Oh, isn't that right, I seemed to see you running upstairs just now?"

Lin Lu: "..."

Did you agree not to gossip anymore?

Jian Yan also seemed to realize that she was demoted to Lin Lu's station, so she quickly changed the topic: "God, tell me what you think about it?"

"Think about it, it's pretty good," Lin Lu said, "1000 meters, long jump."