Silent Hearts

Chen Meihua didn't get sick again all afternoon, but her mental state was not very good. She was easily distracted, and there were many things of interest at the moment, but they were not long-term. Not interested at all.

The library is not suitable for loud noises, Chen Meihua's mood is unstable, Lu Rong and Lin Mu dare not take her to stay longer, and they simply accompany grandma to wander around the nearby talent park.

Because of the good weather, there were many dog ​​walkers, big and small dogs running like a pile, Chen Meihua was a little scared, and hid behind Lu Rong tremblingly.

"Meimei, do you want to hold hands?" Lin Mu lowered his head and asked her.

Chen Meihua thought about it, and thought it was a good idea. She pulled Lu Rong with one hand, and stuffed it into Lin Mu's hand with the other.

Three people, so you pull her, she pulls me, there is a little old lady between Lin Mu and Lu Rong.

Lin Mu held back for a long time, and he muttered in a low voice: "Hold hands indirectly."

Lu Rong glanced at him, as if he wanted to laugh. He felt that Lin Mu was really terrible sometimes. He gave flowers in the snowy winter night and confessed his love in the spring.

After Lin Mu finished speaking, he probably also felt that he was numb, but he was still very happy when he was numb. The three of them strolled in the park until the sun was about to set. It's getting dark to go home.

Lin Mu wished he could see him off all the way [-] miles away, but he was still left behind by Lu Rong at the subway station.

"I'm going to school tomorrow." Lu Rong said, "You've been tired all day, go back early and rest."

Lin Mu's mind was full of "I'm not tired, I can, I can continue" scrolling and scrolling the screen, but judging from Lu Rong's expression, he knew that there was no room for maneuver, so he could only obediently agree with "Okay."

Lu Rong stood on the platform, looked down at him for a while, and suddenly asked: "Is there a sports meeting next month?"

Lin Mu counted the time, nodded and said, "The final sprint is coming up in June, and we have to finish it in May."

Lu Rong whispered, "Don't apply for too many projects that day."

Lin Mu: "?"

Lu Rong smiled and said, "Let's go on a date."

For special students like Lin Chao, the sense of participation in the school sports meeting has never been very strong, but there is a "Zhou Bapi" principal like Zhong He, who can always come up with new tricks to toss. The name is the link to enhance the relationship between classmates.

When Lin Chao was assigned to the cheerleading team, she thought it was some kind of prank, but when she went there, she found out that it was really the case, and she didn't need to worry about whether she could hear it, because someone was leading the drill in front, and she was watching from behind. Just do it.

[Besides me, Little Heron is actually the host of the broadcast. 】Lin Chao was very excited when he gestured sign language, 【He couldn't even see the people on the playground clearly, how could he broadcast it? ! 】

Lin Mu thought for a while, and said: [Maybe just find something for him to do? 】

Lin Chao was expressionless: 【Then what happened to Cao Zhan's disciplinary committee?Who can he control with his mind? 】

Cao Zhan's expression was ignorant, obviously he was completely out of shape. He only thought that the "disciplinary committee" sounded very good, but he didn't know what to do.

"An Jincheng should guide you in terms of discipline." Lin Mu patiently explained to him, "Just follow him."

Cao Zhan said "oh", and then asked, "Lin Mu, what project are you participating in?"

Lin Mu was a decathlon last year, and basically participated in everything he could participate in. Except for some specific events, he was really inferior to the sports specialties. He was simply the most beautiful cub on the red and green tracks.

Lin Mu blinked, and suddenly he sat up very politely, placing his hands obediently on the table.

Lin Chao, who saw his movements clearly: "?"

The inexplicable Cao Zhan: "??"

And Xu Yilu who didn't know what happened from the beginning to the end: "???"

Lin Mu reservedly faked a cough, and said softly, "I'm not very good at sports, so I reported a 400-meter run."

Xu Yilu was probably shocked for a second or two, and he asked incredulously, "When did you become Sister Lin?"

Of course, An Jincheng was also strongly dissatisfied with his inactive participation in activities.

To put it bluntly, the sports meeting is still a class competition. There are scoring items. It is a matter full of honor. There are a lot of scholars in key classes, but when it comes to physical work, most of the class is shrunken. If it weren’t for him and Lin Mu last year He took the top three places in all the projects, and his scores in key classes were probably the bottom. As a result, Lin Mu actually refused to do it this year, leaving him with a lot of mess.

"It's fine if you don't participate in the project, and you don't even want to manage the affairs of the cadres?" When An Jincheng held the grade-level cadre meeting, Lin Mu almost paddled the whole time.

Kunqian's sports meeting is different from other schools. All the processes are cued by the students themselves, and the teacher does not interfere at all, from arranging the venue to the time of each event, drinking water, snacks, banners for all classes, and even medical assistance All organized by the students themselves.

To put it bluntly, I am usually busy with studying, and I am even busier with activities than studying. The teachers and students of the whole school are busy all day long, and the class leaders are busy from morning to night, from the front to the backstage. Discipline and logistics cannot be relaxed.

Lin Mu is now prone to Qi deficiency when facing An Jincheng, his eyes wandered for a long time, and he found an excuse and said: "I'm not feeling well recently... I feel that I will not be able to perform sports well."

With an expression of "Do you think I'm an idiot?" An Jincheng said coldly, "You have to take care of the phalanx and logistics. Everyone has a task, and you have to do it."

Lin Mu also knew that he couldn't escape, but he didn't want to be busy all day, so he did the calculations, reluctantly took over the job of logistics.

"The logistics need to be mobilized?" Lin Mu asked, he was quite positive about this, "Shall we go to the first year of high school?"

The beautiful young master An gave him a strange look, and couldn't help asking: "Why are you so active in the first year of high school? To be honest, did you date a school girl in the first year of high school?"

Lu Rong's class is at the innermost part of the corridor on the first floor. They happen to be on a lunch break. After lunch, everyone goes back to the class to read or take a nap. Mo Xiaoxiao signed up for the women's high jump at the sports meeting, and she is the only one in the special class who actually participates. Athletic program students.

"You'll have to get another prosthetic at that time, right?" Li Zi looked at Mo Xiaoxiao's leg curiously.

Mo Xiaoxiao wore a skirt today, and she stretched it out generously for her to see: "My mother has already helped me look at it. Have you seen "Secret Service Academy"? It's just like a big villain's legs."

Li Zi whistled: "Cool~"

Listening to their chattering, Lu Rong distracted his attention from Chen Meihua. Just now, Lin Mu sent him a message saying that he was going downstairs to mobilize. His face suddenly appeared outside the window, so close that it almost covered the transparent glass.

Lu Rong: "?"

He was sitting by the back door. At this time, no one else in the class had noticed that the sophomore senior was coming.

Lin Mu looked inside, and then returned to Lu Rong's face.

He smiled and blinked one eye, pouted through the windowpane.

Lu Rong: "..."

Mo Xiaoxiao looked up after showing Li Zi's legs. Lu Rong stretched out his hand without hesitation, and put his palm on the glass window, covering the lower half of Lin Mu's face outside.

So Lin Mu's "kiss" fell right into his palm through the glass.