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Do you want to apologize to Han Lin?

Is it a little heavy for me to start at night?

People who talk so little are hurt 'hum', don't just ignore me after remembering.

But everyone is old man, and the two families are still family friends, Han Lin is not so stingy.

So an apology?

After Lin Zongjie came home, he tossed and tossed in bed all night and couldn't sleep well. When he remembered that he left Han Lin alone in the classroom without looking back, his heart felt straight. hair.

I don't blame Han Lin anymore, he himself feels that there is something wrong with him.

After pondering all night how to face the simple, cute and innocent comrades of the school committee, after thinking about countless opening remarks and rehearsing countless meeting scenes, Lin Zongjie finally kicked his legs and cursed at him Uncle's apology closed his eyes.

Through Han Lin's unremitting efforts during this period, Lin Zongjie is almost never late now, and even if he can't do homework, he will symbolically ask a few multiple-choice questions and write a few words and formulas he remembers.

He walked out the door slowly, but when he stepped into the classroom, he realized that he was still 5 minutes early. Han Lin's chair, which was kicked away last night, flew away from the seats and benches of the first row of students at the door. All the books on the ground have been sorted back to their original places.

Lin Zongjie's eyes fell on the wall where he was pressing Han Lin last night, and he seemed to be able to see the thin figure squatting on the ground, quietly cleaning up the mess he left behind.

"Operation."

Han Lin came here in the morning like other students. His expression and state didn’t look any different from other times. Lin Zongjie sneaked a few glances at him, and Han Lin just drank the soy milk seriously, remember Words, write Chinese texts silently.

Before the first class, the unshakable rule is to collect homework. When Lin Zongjie saw that beautiful hand reached out to his desk and tapped twice, Lin Zongjie still felt a 'thump' in his heart.

The homework was actually written, but when he looked up and saw Han Lin's indifferent eyes, Lin Zongjie almost blurted out.

He said, "Not written."

Han Lin frowned slightly, and said as usual, "Why don't you write."

"I don't want to write."

"Isn't wanting to be the reason?"

"Can you leave me alone?" Lin Zongjie turned his head uncomfortably. Although Han Lin didn't say anything, he knew that every time the guy finished collecting his homework and handed it to the office, he would hand over his homework alone. When he came back, no teacher was willing to correct or even take a look at his homework. Han Lin gave him the check marks and scores every day.

That handwriting, no matter how many fonts Han Lin changed, Lin Zongjie was confident that he could recognize it.

"Make it up, give it to me before get out of class is over at noon."

"I want to train, I don't have time."

"Your leg is injured. I have already sent an application report to your physical examination teacher. You have to stay in the classroom obediently for a month."

"Why?" Lin Zongjie threw the book on the table, and when he got up, the tables, chairs and benches made a 'jingling' sound.

The advantage of being a sports student is that Han Lin is half a head taller when he stands up.

The noisy students in the morning reading were shocked by this sudden sudden stop and stopped to watch the show. When Song Cheng turned his head, his eyes were full of horror. He was probably thinking, "I'm so stupid, the president won't be serious." Let's do it. '

Han Lin was still as calm as ever. When he raised his eyes, Lin Zongjie was most afraid of seeing them, full of blankness and indifference.

Looking at a person without any emotion for whom he also has no emotion.

Lin Zongjie was very annoyed by this appearance.

"Since I am a study committee member, it is my responsibility and obligation to accept your homework."

"Then I'm still a sports committee member. Do you not go to every gym class and I will take care of you?"

"…………"

Seeing that Han Rin was speechless, Lin Zongjie raised his eyebrows proudly. He liked to see Han Rin deflated and angry, because only at this time could he feel the emotions emanating from the other party and be sure that it was a flesh and blood people with feelings.

There are only two physical education classes a week in Class [-], and most of the time is taken up by teachers of other subjects. Before Lin Zongjie transferred to another school, the sports committee member of Class [-] was even a four-eyed boy whose lenses were thicker than the bottom of a bottle. .

After Lin Zongjie took over the position of sports committee member, that friend came to give him a small cake very sincerely, shook hands with him and said, "Thank you."

How much does this dislike the title of sports committee member?

Lin Zongjie curled his lips. He heard that the English teacher had notified the physical education class in advance today, but Lin Zongjie didn't care about this. At the end of the day, he just stood on the podium, rolled up his sleeves, and punched down on the podium Smash, shouted like some hooligan who came to make trouble.

"Now, we all go to the playground for physical education class. The 800-meter long-distance test for girls and the 500-[-]-meter long-distance test for boys, all those who fail to run again, run every morning until they pass the test." After finishing speaking, he still did not forget to look down After patrolling around, Lin Zongjie shouted to Song Cheng, "Song Cheng, take the lead and go down when everyone with pens and books looked at him in bewilderment."

"........." Song Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then faltered, "President, English class this session."

"In the Hammer English class, I will roll to the playground. If there are still people in the classroom within 3 minutes, I will throw them down one by one."

"…………"

Eerie silence.

In the end, it was Song Cheng who thought he couldn't wipe Lin Zongjie's face, otherwise this big brother would really make troubles every day and the whole class would not be at peace. Gritting his teeth, Song Cheng stood up from his seat and took the lead to go first. out.

If the first person left, there would naturally be the second and third ones. Sure enough, the feature of the key class was that they all withdrew from the classroom to the playground within a short time.

Only Han Lin, who was not afraid of Lin Zongjie, sat in his seat without moving. He only looked up at the kid, and then continued to lower his head to do his homework.

"Go downstairs for a run." Lin Zongjie imitated Han Lin's usual appearance and reached out to knock on the table.

Han Lin said coldly, "No."

"Why?"

"…………"

"Don't want to go?" Lin Zongjie raised his voice a little bit, imitating Han Lin's tone and said, "Is there a reason for not wanting to go?"

Han Lin held his temper and said in a low voice, "I don't care about you, and you don't care about me in the future."

"You don't care if you say you don't care? Why do you care? You said I didn't finish my homework and I made it up."

In fact, the homework was done long ago. Lin Zongjie took out his test paper and homework from his schoolbag and smashed it on Han Lin's face.

Han Lin opened the test paper, and couldn't help frowning, "Who wrote this for you."

"I wrote it myself."

"Is this your handwriting?" Han Lin couldn't even tell the simple difference between A is A and B is B in that cursive handwriting that is comparable to the cursive script of a doctoral student from a medical university.

"I'm sorry, sir, I can write well when I'm happy, but I can't write well when I'm unhappy."

This is true, and when he got angry, Lin Zongjie himself didn't recognize the ghostly symbols written by himself.

"Have you finished reading it? Can you go to physical education class? I can't do something special for you alone."

Han Lin rolled his eyes at Lin Zongjie, but he didn't want to pay any attention to it. When he was holding a pen in his hand and was about to continue doing his homework, when someone pinched his waist and swung him like this, he felt his surroundings spinning for a while, and then his stomach was supported by Lin Zongjie. shoulder off.

This bastard actually picked him up directly?

"What are you doing?" Han Lin struggled a few times, who knew that the more he moved, the tighter Lin Zongjie hugged his leg.

"Go to gym class."

"You still won't let me down?"

"Today's one thousand and five thousand you have to run, and you have to run if you don't run. The study committee is a committee member, but the sports committee is not a committee member? They are all honorable middle school student cadres. Don't use bean buns as dry food."

Although he is only a high school student, Lin Zongjie's height and body shape are not comparable to that of ordinary people. Han Lin followed the fish that landed on the shore for a while and gave up when he found that it didn't work.

As soon as Lin Zongjie carried the man down the stairs, he heard the kid whisper next to his ear, "Let me down, I can walk by myself."

"Let me remind you first that I practice long-distance running. As long as I want to chase after you, don't think that you can run away if you let me down."

So when Lin Zongjie brought Han Lin to the playground, everyone was shocked.

"I'm sorry, isn't the school committee never taking physical education classes? Is this being coerced by violence?"

"The two of them seem to be at odds. I guess it will be a matter of time before they start fighting."

"You didn't realize that when Mr. Lin called us down for physical education class today, he was always looking at the school committee."

Everyone was chattering and discussing. Lin Zongjie started to adjust the formation as soon as Lin Zongjie came. The girls were divided into one line, and the boys were divided into one line. After the evaluation criteria were announced, everyone rushed out of the red line with an order.

The physical education teacher was quite surprised when he saw Class [-] appearing on the playground. After all, he couldn’t take this class a few times a year, but because he happened to be the physical test teacher who trained Lin Zongjie, and he was not very old, so he came and went. He is quite familiar with Lin Zongjie.

The teacher came over with a timer and a roll call and asked, "Yo, what's going on today, your English teacher didn't come to class?"

Lin Zongjie said, "Take a shitty English class and memorize the exam every day. If you don't come out to breathe, you will become a fool?"

"He's a key class, do you think you have to rely on long-distance running to eat?"

"Isn't it necessary to exercise for key classes? It is also very important to ensure physical fitness."

"That makes sense." The physical test teacher smiled and patted Lin Zongjie on the shoulder. His eyes flicked to the track and he asked curiously, "Huh? That's Han Lin? Why did he come down for a run too?"

"Of course he has to come. Why doesn't he come when the whole class is here? What's the matter?"

"No, I remember he has a heart condition and can't run."

"…………"

What?

Lin Zongjie suddenly widened his eyes, unable to describe his mood when he heard these words, his mind went blank for a moment, and then his fingers became inexplicably cold.

"I can't remember wrongly. On the first day of school, he took the medical examination report and reported it to me." As he said that, the teacher also turned over the folder in his hand. He remembered that he had clipped the case here. in the brochure.