school grass hit miss me

This picture of a man hugging a man in a large crowd is simply beautiful!

However, Chen Gaoyi still tilted his chin and hugged a handsome guy's buttocks in a very natural way, thinking with a smile.

It would be great if someone could take this scene for him, so that he can laugh at him for half a month again, hahaha~

Look at this coquettish appearance~

What a coincidence, as a senior corrupt girl, Xiong Chumo couldn't let go of this opportunity!

"click" "click"

Xiong Chumo's eyes were shining with gold, and he was almost salivating: "Take more pictures! Just drown me with this dog food, let the storm come more violently!"

Han Ziyan suddenly loosened his hands and collapsed.

No!Passed out?

Chen Gao rushed ashore with Han Ziyan in his arms.

Pat his pale little face.

"Han Ziyan? Han Ziyan?"

Can't wake up.

So...could it be...artificial respiration?

Folding his hands on Han Ziyan's chest and pinching the boy's nose, Chen Gaoyi took a deep breath, leaning down and intending to blow it mouth to mouth like a balloon.

Suddenly, a hot stream sprayed on Chen Gaoyi's face from bottom to top.

The movement of bending down froze, and he touched his face: "..."

"Ahem..." Han Ziyan's throat was dripped with water.

After coughing a few times, Han Ziyan's voice was low and confused, and a little hoarse: "Why are you pestering me so close?"

Chen Gao froze for a moment, his face was indifferent at first, and then he straightened his body with a blushing face: "...you fainted just now, so I..."

Han Ziyan's face changed, and he completed what he hadn't finished: "So you want artificial respiration?"

Chen Gaoyi felt a little embarrassed.

Han Ziyan glanced at him and rolled his eyes by the way.

Almost!Just a little bit away, he dedicated his first kiss!

After a while, Han Ziyan pressed his brows together, his body felt tense, tired, and the fear of falling into the water all surged up, and he lay flat and closed his eyes.

Chen Gao felt apologetic when he saw his frown, if he could be picked up in time, he wouldn't be choked.

"Are you okay? Where is it uncomfortable? Do you feel cold? Can you get up?"

Han Ziyan smiled and squinted at Chen Gaoyi.

Suddenly, I felt that it was good to be noisy.

Here Zhao Rifeng's eyes are burning with anger, his grandma's!

I was so angry that I used too much force when I got on the bridge, and I accidentally twisted my foot!

With a tight scalp, he frowned and looked at Dong Wenzhe who was waiting for him at the head of the bridge, endured the pain from his ankle, gritted his teeth, turned over on the bridge, and galloped.

: It's okay, you can run faster, don't be afraid that we are now a team with substitute members, we must win this game, faster, faster.

Zhao Rifeng thought so.

In the end, the relay was successful, although it was a few seconds slower.

Dong Wenzhe seemed to have been accumulating energy for a long time like a monster, and disappeared around the corner with a "swoosh"!

Zhao Rifeng covered his feet and rolled on the spot, screaming.

Xiong Chumo, Sheng Feng and others rushed to Zhao Rifeng to help him up.

Xiong Chumo frowned and asked, "Are you all right?" Realizing that he was not a blind man asking, he hurriedly supported him and said, "Don't force your feet, lean on me."

The medical staff of the game came over with the brace.

Zhao Rifeng's forehead was covered with fine sweat.

"Chu Mo, follow the doctor to see it." Chao Linglong said.

"Good coach."

Chao Linglong: "The others stay here in case there are any accidents." Then he told Xiong Chumo: "You can stop by to see how Han Ziyan is doing, and call if you have any questions."

"En." Xiong Chumo nodded.

Zhao Rifeng was carried away, and Dong Wenzhe's game continued.

Zhao Rifeng's ankle was injured and Dong Wenzhe knew it best, that's why he turned from a little sheep into a little monster.

The two schools returned to the starting point again and ran side by side.

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The infirmary is not far from the competition venue. Under the leadership of the medical staff, Zhao Rifeng was carried to the door of the infirmary.

Before he could open the door, he heard screams from inside.

"Ah, ah, Han Ziyan, be gentle, it hurts!"

"Han Ziyan, I'm warning you to -draw-out!"

Xiong Chumo froze. Isn't this Chen Gaoyi's voice?

smoke?come out? !

what? !

The doctor at the front opened the door and entered, looked at the two people on the bed, and said solemnly: "What are you doing?! Patients are not allowed to exercise vigorously."

Zhao Rifeng was startled, and with difficulty Weiwei raised half of his body to see what happened.

The dialogue is so weird that it feels like HS

Xiong Chumo clenched his hands slightly while supporting the stretcher, and looked down at Zhao Rifeng in blank dismay.

Get on it!

Cough... strenuous exercise?So bold in broad daylight?

Chen Gaoyi was pressed on the hospital bed, and pushed away the boy sitting on him: "Get up, did you hear me! Vigorous exercise is prohibited! Prohibited!"

Without saying a word, Han Ziyan gave him a cold and dark look, pulled his hands out of his clothes, and lifted his legs off Chen Gaoyi's body.

Chen Gao sat up quickly, with a playful look in his eyes, he turned around and pushed Han Ziyan down on the bed.

"Hey, it's my turn to be on top now. It's not fair for you to push me every time. Why should I push you once?"

Han Ziyan couldn't hold back and rolled his eyes.

Xiong Chumo and Zhao Rifeng stared at each other again.

(><)! ~ It turns out that these two are attacking each other!

The doctor walked over with staring eyes, and patted the back of Chen Gaoyi's head: "It is said that the patient needs to take a good rest, come down quickly, and play after you are done."

Chen Gaoyi was as aggrieved as he was, and got down while covering the back of his head.

The revenge of being bullied by someone riding a horse must be avenged.

Speaking of it, it was Chen Gao who asked for it himself, he was so happy that he got carried away with it, and he just revealed the fact that he was drowning and went to the theater instead.

Han Ziyan's anger soared to his forehead instantly when he heard the words.

Puppies should be trained once in a while!

Chen Gaoyi slowly saw Xiong Chumo at the door and Zhao Rifeng on the stretcher.

"Huh? What's wrong with Senior Zhao?" Chen Gaoyi hurried over and saw Zhao Rifeng's swollen ankle: "Senior, you..."

You can tell it's hurt.

The doctor roared, and glanced at the door: "Why are you in a daze to carry the medicine in?"

Chen Gao stood aside and grabbed Xiong Chumo: "The senior got injured in that game..."

Xiong Chumo: "The game is still going on, don't worry we will definitely win this game."

"En." Chen Gaoyi clenched his hands tightly.

Two people were injured in one game.

Luckily, Han Ziyan didn't have any skin trauma, so it's almost enough to take a rest.

But Zhao Rifeng might not recover within ten days and half a month.

Zhao Rifeng had just finished bandaging when he heard cheers outside.

Looks like the game is over.

The narrator announced loudly: "Wow~ The sprint sports team advanced to Group B and advanced to 5 out of 4, and Beijing University won!"

This is a must-win game.

Ow—

The crowd of onlookers erupted into huge cheers in an instant.

"The captain and the others are really great!" Chen Gao turned around and gave Xiong Chumo a bear hug: "Now we are one step closer to the threshold of the national competition."

Xiong Chumo smiled slightly: "Well, congratulations."

Everyone came to the infirmary.

Seeing Zhao Rifeng's elephant legs, Comrade Sheng Feng came in and laughed a lot: "Senior Zhao, you... this foot is too funny... Hahaha..."

Zhao Rifeng snorted softly, pretending to be displeased, but there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It's great that the drape I passed on reached the finish line.

Chao Linglong cleared his throat and said in a low voice, "Zhao Rifeng is injured, the next game..."

Paused, as a coach, you have to think about the team, and also have a little selfishness: "I want Wu Xuan to play in the next game."

As soon as these words came out, the infirmary was silent.

"Well, I think so too. Coach, if you don't tell me, I plan to ask you to let Wu Xuan play." Zhao Rifeng spoke first to break the silence.

Chao Linglong looked at the crowd, he knew it would be abrupt to put Wu Xuan up suddenly, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Han Ziyan suddenly said: "Well, I have no objection."

Wu Xuan's body froze slightly, and he cast a complicated look at the boy on the opposite bed.

Chen Gao said together: "Me neither."

Deng Zixi paused for a moment: "Wu Xuan is indeed the best candidate now, and I have no objections."

Dong Wenzhe slightly pursed his lips: "I have an objection. I don't want to relay with an unreliable person. Have you guys forgotten that Wu Xuan quit the race last year?"

Wu Xuan's knuckles turned white, what should come will always come, and sooner or later he will have to face it.

Dong Wenzhe became excited: "You have forgotten that I have not forgotten, and I will never forget the regrets of the seniors for the rest of my life."

Zhao Rifeng held back the excited Dong Wenzhe: "Okay, don't get angry, if you have something to say, one size counts for one size, and now we need him."

Chao Linglong spoke inappropriately, understating: "Wu Xuan, won't you explain it to your teammates?"

Wu Xuan frowned, but his tone was neutral: "There is nothing to explain."

Dong Wenzhe rushed forward and punched him.

Wu Xuan didn't dodge or dodge and forcefully received the punch.

Wu Xuan wiped the corners of his mouth, and there was a slight fishy smell in his mouth.

"Come when you want, leave when you want! You don't want to be a sprinter at all, you bastard, you just don't deserve to sprint!" Dong Wenzhe was furious.

Seeing that there was a fight, Chen Gao wanted to step forward to try to break it up, but Han Ziyan stretched out his hand to hold his arm, and shook his head to signal him not to go.

It's also the matter of the seniors, so don't meddle with him as a junior.

Deng Zixi stepped forward and stood between the two of them, one head and two older: "That's it! This is the end of the fight, stop arguing, now is the next match."

After Chao Linglong finished speaking, he stood aside and didn't intend to intervene at all, and watched the show with his chest folded.

It was also the first time for the juniors to see the seniors so tense, and they were a little stunned for a while.

The corners of Dong Wenzhe's eyes and brows were full of sarcasm, and the bottom of his eyes was full of waves: "I don't want to explain and I have nothing to say. Is such a person credible? Not credible!"

Wu Xuan pursed his lips and paused for a second.

He raised his eyes to look directly at the angry young man opposite, and suddenly bent over ninety degrees: "I'm sorry, please trust me this time, I will definitely not repeat the same mistakes as last time."

He paused, his jaw tensed, and his voice was slightly hoarse. After a thousand words, there were only these three words in the end: "I'm sorry."

Xia Yibai, who had been silent in the team all this time, suddenly said, "Don't worry enough about Dong Wenzhe, there is no need to bring up the past, as the captain said, the most important thing now is the next game, how to win victory."

Zhao Rifeng tugged at Dong Wenzhe's sleeve: "Okay, what can we talk about after the game, huh?"

Dong Wenzhe's face flushed red from anger, his voice was still cold, but he compromised subtly: "Anyway, I won't forgive him. If he escapes during the game, I will definitely skin him!"

Zhao Rifeng smiled: "Not only you will skin him, but I think the whole sprint club will skin him."

Seeing that the seniors should end this matter, Chen Gaoyi heaved a sigh of relief: "Oh, the seniors are still so scary..."

Before he finished speaking, his eyes widened.

Han Ziyan, who had half listened to the words, raised her eyes lightly.

Chen Gaoyi lowered his eyes to linger on his hand and Han Ziyan's face, and asked lightly: "You...why are you holding me?"

Han Ziyan raised her eyebrows.

Uh... I just went to watch a movie and forgot to let go...

His eyes flashed, his fingers tightened on purpose, his expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly, "What's wrong with holding hands?"

Hearing this, Chen Gao raised his eyes in surprise, but was caught off guard by his deep and indifferent eyebrows, his heart shrank, and he quickly looked away, frowning and said: "You don't know..."

Han Ziyan answered first: "Yes, I wanted to sneak you a long time ago, the little dog came and barked twice to listen."

"........."

Emotionally, he was treated as a dog, and hearing his tone, he had been treated as a dog for quite a long time!

"Han! Zi! Yan!"

The seniors in the front stared and fell into embarrassment, while the juniors in the back have already started to work!

The author has something to say: It's a little slow, and the author swears that it will not be sweet or money, and the young author doesn't like to kiss and hug as soon as he comes up. Relationships need to be cultivated, don't they?