I didn't want to chase you

The baseball game in the first week of school is a symbolic event for the Olympiads Military Academy, which means that the real military school life is about to begin.

Of course, it stands to reason that this has no effect on me. According to the agreement between me and my father, I can only study here for one year. What should I do after one year? I have to go back Participate in the Omega survival assessment and even conclude a marriage contract according to the marriage contract system of the empire.

But it turns out I was overthinking it.

Oliver Pritz has a traditional program called physical exercise. To put it simply, it is a variety of aerobic and anaerobic exercises. To be more specific, you have to go to the training ground to run laps every morning. This rule is very embarrassing. So dead that even Archimedes couldn't pry it.

I changed into my sports clothes, looked at myself in front of the mirror for a while, and asked myself why I had to go around such a big circle when I was in a relationship, why did I come here to brush up experience and make dungeons?

But there is no way, I just like Simmonda so much, and I wrote down the things I want to fall in love with him in my small notebook, and the traces are clear.

I don't know what to do in love, let alone what to do with my dear Simmonda, but I just want to fall in love with him, blind but firm.

The little yellow curly hair waited for me outside the door until he got impatient, rushed in and pulled me away.

I said, "Why are you running around in such a hurry?"

He is very frank: "For the full attendance scholarship."

So you mean that now you have to be awarded a scholarship for even running a lap?

This activity with a long history in the school is still organized by the Disciplinary Investigation Committee, and I saw little chestnuts arranging formation on the training ground from a long distance away.

After the little yellow curly hair and my science popularization, I realized that the little chestnut is not only a member of the Disciplinary Investigation Committee, but also a handle in the red armband.

"Don't look at it," the little yellow curly hair pushed me, "it's the privilege of the red armband."

The red armband is the nickname for the members of the Disciplinary Investigation Committee among ordinary people who eat melons, because they will wear a red armband on their arms.

I smiled and shook my head, "You don't do nothing, do you?"

I'm still too simple, people just don't do anything.

When the big troops were running, a group of buddies from the Disciplinary Investigation Committee were chatting and laughing in the corner of the training ground, and some people were taking selfies with their cameras. When I ran through that section, I heard them discussing which angles look good.

I can only run to express my dissatisfaction.

After about 6000 meters of running, I gradually discovered the role of the students with red armbands. They were responsible for throwing the students who were exhausted and collapsed into the team of running circles.

Classmates, if you look like this, you will kill someone, do you know that?

"The third time will be sent to the infirmary." The little yellow curly hair saw my doubts and explained to me.

Then I feel relieved and get out of the runway with confidence.

I lay down on the side, I don't want to make excuses, I just can't do this, running a [-] meters a day is impossible for me.

Sweat was running down my cheeks, my chest was tight, and my breathing sounded like a dying struggle.

Little Lizi came over and squatted down to observe me for a while, then asked me, "Would you like some water?"

I shook my head, thinking why didn't you throw me into the team, if you throw me twice more, I can go to the infirmary and pretend to be dead.

But he didn't seem to have such a plan, and the enthusiastic red armband offered to throw me into the team for him, but he also refused.

It was a bad feeling, as if my enjoyment of the day depended on him alone.

I asked him, "Aren't you going to throw me back?"

He looked down at me and said sincerely: "I want you to rest for a while, after all, you'd be so tired even cleaning the playground..."

He might as well not have said that, somehow asked me to clean a baseball field, can I tear off his red armband and beat him up?

I got up and tried to stop him from talking, I didn't want to bear his pitiful eyes, as if I was too weak to take care of myself.

However, I miscalculated my ability to bear it. I managed to get up, but I started coughing as soon as I sat up.

I persuaded myself to calm down, there is nothing to be ashamed of, and then I turned around and told him, "Ahem..."

He was completely stunned by my series of reactions, and quickly handed me water, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything, you can rest for a while."

I:"……"

Classmate, can you understand something? Isn't this a matter of how long I have been resting?

The key to this matter is that you quickly throw me twice and then carry me to the infirmary, okay?The little yellow curly hair has already gone, I have to go round with him!What about the full attendance scholarship that mother said?

It's all a trick!

I struggled to get to the team running the circle.

Little Lizi reached out to grab me back, "Don't be brave, you can't run away like this."

"I'm not..." I was thrown to the ground by him, before I could tell him that my purpose was not to run but to go to the infirmary and pretend to be dead!

I'm sure my waist was hit. He probably didn't expect to push me down with such a light tug, and quickly helped me up, "Look at you, how do you run?"

I glanced at him unrequitedly, and gave up communicating with him.

I stood in a row with him on the edge of the training field and watched the students run laps. Simmonda was still leading the race strongly, and Emma ran so handsomely.

When Simmonda ran past, Xiao Lizi stared at him for a while, then turned to me and asked, "Are you chasing him?"

I nodded: "Yes, it's a pity that he ran too fast."

Little Lizi sighed, stretched out his hand and pushed it on my head, and said, "Do you think you are blind? Is he running fast? Didn't he run to the back class!"

I took a closer look. Simmonda was indeed in the front row of a team, but the people in that team were not from our class...

The team in front of him are the good friends of our imperial space environmental meteorological detection major.

I opened my mouth to try to explain something for Simmonda, but I still gave up. At this moment, I suddenly thought of eight words: invisible pretense, the most deadly.

I put up with Xiao Lizi's "You are blind" eyes, smiled lightly, and told him, "At least he seems to be having a good time running, doesn't he?"

Xiao Lizi laughed until her hands trembled, classmate, you can easily be regarded as mentally handicapped if you have such a low smile, okay?

After laughing, Xiao Lizi asked me, "How is your resting place?"

"It's fine," I told him.

"Then you," he turned around and looked at me, "do you want to run the remaining 4000 meters by yourself or should I run with you?"

I:"……"

I glanced at the gradually dispersed crowd on the training ground, and then looked back at him. I hope he can understand that I really hope he explodes this time.

Classmate, I have been dawdling with you for so long, don't you know that I hope you can let go of it a little bit?

He didn't know it, and even made the decision for me, "It's almost time for everyone to leave, so let me accompany you."

He took my hand and walked to the runway. I didn't understand, classmate, shouldn't you ask me if I want to run with you?

It's easy to be misunderstood by you like this!