Be good

When Lin Qianxi went to the playground, he had already changed into running sweatpants, with Zongcheng's button in his pocket. It was funny walking all the way, so no one would snatch it now.

At this moment, the phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was a WeChat message from Zongcheng.

--Your feet can train now?

When Lin Qianxi left, he didn't say much. He didn't expect him to ask specifically, and simply typed a sentence to reply.

--It's okay, Wu Chuan said to train the basics first.

Wu Chuan had already shouted on the playground: "Come here yet!"

Lin Qianxi originally wanted to send a few more words, but seeing that he was in a hurry, he had no choice but to put his phone away and hurried to the runway.

"Let me emphasize to you first." Wu Chuan held a stopwatch and notebook, looked at his feet, and said with a straight face, "How many days are left before the exam? Originally, this is the time to increase the intensity of training. How about you?" I don't even know if you can still practice! The cold winter has passed, and you are still chilling my heart!"

"Hey teacher, why are you shouting slogans or writing lyrics?" Lin Qianxi took off his down jacket and threw it to the side of the road, rolled up his sleeves and said, "You can practice, come on."

Wu Chuan has nothing to do with him: "Let me tell you first, although you are training in school, you have to fully devote yourself to it during this period. You must come earlier and leave later than others every day. Don't waste time on other things. Come on, when the exam is about to come, follow me to the exam site for training and get familiar with the venue."

Lin Qianxi asked, "Is it far?"

"How far is it from Beijing?" Wu Chuan glared at him, "It's so far from your home to school!"

"Let's talk about it earlier." Lin Qianxi was doing stretching and laughing. Teacher Wu had a big opinion on him reporting to Beijing. He still thought it was too difficult, but he had to take the test.

Zongcheng entered the classroom with his mobile phone, and there was only one reply in WeChat, and there was no further text, so he knew that Lin Qianxi should already be training, and he didn't know if he was really all right.

He was still pinching the button on Lin Qianxi's trouser waist, and there was no place to put it, so he put it in his trouser pocket.

Lin Pi's coquettish energy seems to be all right now.

Wang Xiao had already returned to class first, and when he saw him coming in, he was suddenly surprised: "Fuck, Lord Cheng!"

Zong Cheng sat down and looked at him.

Wang Xiao pointed at his neckline: "Where is your button? Who did you give it to?"

Immediately there were a few glances from the front, Jiang Hao was also a little surprised, and looked closer: "Are you being asked to leave?"

Zongcheng didn't say anything, and pulled the zipper of the down jacket to the top, blocking the neckline.

Seeing that he didn't say a word, Wang Xiao turned his head and hooked Jiang Hao's shoulders, and whispered together: "Do you know which girl it is?"

"How do I know, I didn't see..." Jiang Hao muttered back, while turning his head to look at Zong Cheng.

Zongcheng took the test booklet and put it in front of him, held his pen and lowered his head to do the test, and simply said: "I don't think it's troublesome to talk about it myself."

"That's it?" Wang Xiao's enthusiasm for exploring gossip was extinguished.

"Yeah." We all know that he finds it troublesome, so it seems that there is nothing wrong with him.

……

Lin Qianxi has fully understood the meaning of Wu Chuan's words, and he really devoted himself to the training camp. He came earlier than anyone else and left later than anyone else.

He almost forgot when was the last time he touched a book, and every day he got up early and hungered with the playground, almost living in the playground.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, after running the last lap of the training camp, he sat on the edge of the track, lifted the trousers of his right leg to take a look, and rubbed his ankle with his fingers.

"What's the matter, are your feet uncomfortable?" Wu Chuan came over and stared at him nervously: "I have to remind you that the intensity will be higher in the next few days."

"No." Lin Qianxi took his hand away and pulled off his trousers: "It's okay, I can still practice."

Wu Chuan looked him over, and handed him a square sign: "Your admission ticket has come down, and you are ready to follow me."

Lin Qianxi held it in his hand and took a look. There was a two-inch photo of him with a blue background on it, and his examination certificate number below. Thanks to the fact that he had played a few billiards games before and won the ranking, he was now qualified to participate in the singles competition. Otherwise, in a school like this, ordinary students would not even be eligible to sign up, and they would only recruit second-level athletes.

As soon as he got the test admission ticket, he knew that he was going to change places to go to the test center, so he got up immediately.

Wu Chuan was walking ahead while talking about the precautions, Lin Qianxi followed behind to listen, and occasionally said "um", when he was leaving the playground, he suddenly saw things wrapped in a convenience bag on the railing of the exit, and the bag was covered with transparent tape After sticking the word "Lin", he glanced at Wu Chuan who had gone away, and went over to take it.

As soon as he saw the sharp-edged "Lin", he knew who wrote it. Lin Qianxi opened the bag, and inside were two thick notebooks with labels inserted into categories.

There are actually several bags of chocolates underneath, with a piece of paper attached, with a few neat small characters written on it: Come on for the Mexican physical examination—from your good brother.

Lin Qianxi smiled, the brothers are quite considerate, they didn't see when it was delivered.

He immediately took out his phone and clicked on the profile picture of the lighthouse in WeChat.

"What are you dawdling about?" Wu Chuan urged him from the front: "Hurry up!"

Lin Qianxi quickly typed a word and sent it before catching up, with a smile on his lips: "Here we come."

Zongcheng turned on his phone and saw the message from WeChat.

--Thank you, snail girl.

He sat on the seat, twirling a pen in the fingers of one hand, and typing with the other.

-- Who's the girl?

It took a long time for Lin Qianxi to reply.

--You, you are Miss Tianluo, and Miss Tianluo's younger brother, thank you together.

Zongcheng glanced at the class. Recently, the teaching office has been strictly controlled, and blatantly using the mobile phone in the classroom is not allowed. He took it under the table and typed with his head down.

--Give it back to me, I don't want to give it away.

Lin Qianxi returned in seconds.

--Thank you dad.

That's about the same.The corner of Zongcheng's mouth twitched, and he saw the next sentence he sent.

--I went to the test site for training, and the test is coming later, so let's not talk about it.

Only then did Zongcheng know that he had already gone to the test center.

This kind of single-entry exam will set up special test centers in relevant provinces and cities for students from other places. He has checked it a long time ago. Lin Qianxi is just in time for this year. There are two test centers in this province this year, and one is in this small town. run away.

He pointed, quit WeChat, and went directly to the school's official website to search for the details of the exam.

"Oh, the test every day, the big test and the small test..." The results of the preliminary test came out early, and the test papers were being distributed in the classroom at the moment. Wang Xiao took a test paper and sent the rest to the back. Looking at the empty seat in Qianxi, he couldn't help saying, "I'm so envious of Xige. If I had known that I would also be a sports student, I would be able to train together now, and I don't have to go to class."

Sun Kai said: "Then you have to have the physical fitness of Xige, and you will be useless if you run two steps."

"Fuck your sister, can you talk?" Wang Xiao said after cursing: "Brother Xi's training is so fucking strict, he can't see anyone all day long, I haven't seen him for a while."

Jiang Hao folded the test paper next to him: "I passed the playground that day and wanted to ask if I wanted to practice billiards by the way, but Wu Chuan waved him away from a long way away, saying that the school he applied for was about to take a physical exam, so Even in the physical education class of the first and second graders, he still practiced there."

"Fuck, Xi Ge said on his birthday that he would be admitted to a school in Beijing. Seriously, are you so nervous?"

"He's from Beijing, his stride is too big..."

Zongcheng listened to their discussion, and he couldn't even enter the playground to deliver things, so he just took a look from a distance. Lin Qianxi was training his running posture with his back turned to him.

He found relevant information on his mobile phone, and looked down. In addition to physical fitness, there are also special items, which are quite heavy, and the teacher above will come down that day to invigilate the exam and record the results.

"Master Cheng!" Wang Xiao called him suddenly.

Zong Cheng raised his head: "What?"

"Do you know about the Mexico physical examination?"

Zong Cheng wondered if he had peeked at his phone: "What do you want to say?"

Wang Xiao handed him the rest of the test papers: "I just want to know how Xige can take the test. I can't take this kind of test, otherwise we will go and see."

Zongcheng replied lightly: "Just wait for the news."

The test center is not in other places, but in the gymnasium where Lin Qianxi played games before. This is probably the only sports venue in the small town that can be used. Like Wu Chuan said, it is really the distance from his home to the school.

As soon as Lin Qianxi went there that day, he complained to Wu Chuan: "Do I need to be familiar with this place?"

Wu Chuan said: "You are only familiar with the halls where you have played billiards. Are you not familiar with the playground? Are you not familiar with the running track?"

He was speechless.

Before seven o'clock in the morning, Lin Qianxi left home and headed to the gymnasium.

Halfway there, he made a detour and went to the fork road near the grocery store, thinking that he might run into someone hard, but he waited there for almost 10 minutes with his pockets in his pocket, but he didn't find anyone.

Lin Qianxi looked at the time on his phone, and then at the direction of the old building. Forget it, he was afraid of Wu Chuan's reminder, so he turned his head and left.

I have to go early today, because the exam is today.

When Lin Qian went west to the gymnasium, he saw a lot of people, and the sign told him to go for a physical examination first.

He arrived early, and the physical examination was also fast. After the examination, he went directly to the playground behind, while wearing the admission ticket around his neck.

The students who took the exam arrived one after another. They were easy to recognize and all wore school uniforms.

Lin Qianxi didn't wear it, but wore a set of old tracksuits he used to train, with a down jacket on top. It wasn't too cold these two days, so he could take them off at any time.

Looking at those school uniforms, they are basically students who came to take the exam from other places.

He looked around, stretched on the spot, and moved his right foot specially. Thinking about it, he squatted down and pressed it twice.

"Are you also here to adapt?" Suddenly a person stopped in front of him.

Lin Qianxi looked up and saw a girl, wearing a high school uniform from out of town, talking to him.

"What adaptation?" Lin Qianxi pressed his foot and asked.

"It's just the feeling of adapting to the physical examination, so as to avoid being nervous about the provincial unified examination later." The girl said, "Our school is here for this, let's take it as a chance, otherwise who would dare to apply for such a good school, listen It is said that the cultural score is also very high, can I still study sports with this score?"

Lin Qianxi smiled: "Oh, I'm not." He was here for the exam.

He caught people's eyes when he smiled, and the girl kept looking at him: "Which school are you from? Are you a local?" As she spoke, she wanted to look at the admission ticket on his chest.

Lin Qianxi stood up and avoided it.

"Lin Qianxi!" Wu Chuan just came and yelled at him.

The girl saw that she had no chance to speak, so she left.

"Why are you squatting here?" Wu Chuan walked over a few steps and looked at his feet: "Are you flirting with a girl, or are your feet uncomfortable?"

"None." Lin Qianxi said bluntly.

"It's better to be true." Wu Chuan snorted, and handed him a piece of paper: "Go and prepare, the exam is coming."

Lin Qianxi took the paper and said, "I still want to practice before the exam."

"Stop practicing." Wu Chuan looked at his feet: "I'm still worried about you, so let's do it! I have to pay attention to other school's arrangements."

Lin Qianxi touched his nose and had no choice but to walk on the field, turning his right ankle while walking.

After walking a long distance, I suddenly heard someone from behind asking, "Can you help me?"

"No." After speaking, everyone walked out, he stopped and turned his head.

Zongcheng was standing behind him in a black sportswear, at first glance he thought he was also a student coming for an exam.

"How did you come here?" His eyes were straightened.

"The last two periods in the morning are self-study, and there is a lunch break at noon, which happens to be the time for your exam."

"Fuck, I asked how you got in here."

Zong Cheng said flatly, "He got in."

"..." The corners of Lin Qianxi's mouth twitched: "It's yours."

"I lied to you." Zongcheng said, "Take your student ID and tell the people inside that No. [-] Middle School asked me to be a volunteer, so let me come in."

"You still got in here!"

"right."

"Fuck." Lin Qianxi looked at him amusedly, then suddenly looked left and right: "Does Wu Chuan know?"

"I don't know, you go take the test." Zong Cheng turned his head towards the runway, and many people had already passed by.

Lin Qianxi hurried there, not forgetting to turn around and say, "Wait for me."

Zong Cheng took a special look at his feet before walking to the edge of the runway.

There were many people in the examination room, and it was hard to tell who was with whom. He stood by the side, and few people noticed.

The basic physical fitness test is first, the first is medicine ball, the second is 100 meters, then there is running around the pole, and finally there is an in-situ triple jump. After passing these, it is the next special test. Lin Qianxi's The special event is of course track and field.

He's lower in the order, almost the last group.

The medicine ball is not difficult. After the test, I went directly to the runway to run 100 meters, and the subsequent pole run was also completed smoothly.

Lin Qianxi is more worried about the triple jump, because the feet will be very hard, and the feet will be moved over and over again before the jump.

Zong Cheng looked at him from a distance. After taking off his down jacket, Lin Qianxi's figure appeared tall and thin on the track, with a tall and straight line, which was particularly conspicuous, and the movement of his feet was also obvious.

Sure enough, the feet are still not healed?

The whistle blew, and Lin Qianxi ran out, hopped on his left and right feet, and leaped out. His figure drew a virtual image in his sight.

Zongcheng watched him fall into the bunker, paused for a few seconds, and then stood up.

He came over after a while, with a down jacket in his hand, grinning: "It's over, I'm preparing for the special exam later."

Zongcheng looked at his feet: "How are your feet?"

"It's okay." He said nonchalantly, "Small problem."

"Lin Qianxi!" Wu Chuan came back in a hurry, even more anxious than when he was asked to take the exam before. He didn't notice Zongcheng was there, and he waved: "Come on!"

Lin Qianxi saw that his expression was not right, and walked over a few steps: "What's wrong?"

"I just inquired about your special event, the 200-meter and 400-meter speed races. Because someone broke the record in the previous competition, and now the school has also raised the requirements. It is at least one second faster than in previous years."

Lin Qianxi froze for a moment: "Really?"

"Of course it's true!" Wu Chuan said, looking at his feet: "You tell the truth, whether you can run or not, it doesn't matter."

Lin Qianxi didn't even think about it: "Yes, forget it, forget it!" He turned and went back.

"Lin Qianxi." Zong Cheng called him in a low voice.

Lin Qianxi glanced at him and smiled: "Why, didn't you say you're fine?"

Zongcheng took another look at his feet. He has trained so intensively these days, is he telling the truth?

"Don't be brave."

"How dare I try to be so strong," Lin Qianxi pouted backwards, "Besides, Wu Chuan found you."

After speaking, he went on the runway again.

Seeing him, Zong Cheng lowered his eyes.

The special exams were conducted in different categories. There were not many people taking the sprint test, and they took turns to run, and Lin Qianxi was ranked last.

He stood on the runway and looked to the side. Zong Cheng stood behind the crowd and looked at him. He was tall and eye-catching, with no expression on his face.A few meters away was Wu Chuan who was holding his arms, with a dark face and nervousness.

Lin Qianxi moved his right foot quietly, saying in his heart that he was fine and could run.

"Lin Qianxi! Get ready!" the teacher who called the roll shouted at the starting point.

Lin Qianxi walked over, took a deep breath, squatted up and down the track, and put his fingers on the ground.

He didn't tell the truth, the ankle was uncomfortable, and now that the requirements have been raised, it seems to be even more uncomfortable.

"Get ready—" Lin Qianxi gritted his teeth and shifted his body's center of gravity forward. He had endured the entire training camp and could only fight hard, even if he felt uncomfortable, he still had to run.

"Crack!" The starting gun rang, and he rushed out.

Zong Cheng stared at him, he was extremely fast, faster than any time he had seen him running before.

Soon he came back, his face was sullen when Xiao ran back to the starting point.

Wu Chuan went over immediately and asked, "How is it?"

"It's okay." Lin Qianxi panted, and even smiled: "It's over!"

Wu Chuan heaved a sigh of relief, and asked again: "Can you still run later?"

"can!"

The next race is 400 meters.

The people in front all finished running one after another, leaving only Lin Qianxi.

"Lin Qianxi, get ready!" the invigilator called his name again.

It was only spring, and Lin Qianxi felt hot. He even took off his sportswear jacket, and put on a sports long-sleeved shirt. He squatted down at the starting point, and suddenly glanced to the side.

Zongcheng did not know when he had already stood forward from behind the crowd, only a few meters away from the starting point.

He took another deep breath and moved his ankles quietly.

Persevere, Lin Qianxi, persevere, you will surely pass...

With a "snap", the starting gun rang again.

Lin Qianxi rushed out again.

After running 400 meters countless times, it seems to be extended several times in front of my eyes.

His chest was throbbing violently, he must run faster, faster...

The right ankle suddenly seemed to be pricked by a needle, and it seemed to be poured with cement.Lin Qianxi couldn't take care of it anymore and just kept running.

After all, Wu Chuan had experience, so he could tell something was wrong from a long distance away, and walked a few steps forward, when he suddenly heard a familiar voice asking, "Is there a medical kit here?"

"Yes, there."

Wu Chuan glanced back, saw Zongcheng, was wondering why he came, and saw Zongcheng ran to the outside of the crowd, opened the medicine box on a table placed there, took two ice packs and ran over .

Zong Cheng took off his coat while running. The sports coat was not too thin or too thick. He quickly wrapped the two packs of ice packs in his hands, grabbed them, and ran towards Lin Qianxi along the side of the runway.

The spectators on the side of the runway couldn't help sticking out their heads.

Lin Qianxi saw the finish line, but he always felt that the speed was not enough. The more he felt that the speed was not enough, the more he had to run harder. The feeling on his right ankle was already going numb.

Suddenly a figure quickly chased after him.

He glanced back and saw that it was Zongcheng with black and neat short hair. His heart felt as if he had been beaten violently, he gritted his teeth, and stretched his legs desperately.

With a "swish", the yellow finish line finally crossed in front of my eyes.

Almost at the same time, all the feelings seemed to return. He only felt a sharp pain in his right foot, and he fell down as soon as his knee bent.

"Fuck!" Lin Qianxi hugged his calf, only to realize that he was covered in sweat.

Immediately afterwards, Zongcheng rushed forward. There was ice on his right ankle, and he pushed it up. He wrapped his coat around several times and tied it up.

"Lin Qianxi," Zong Cheng grabbed him, "Hold me, hurry up!"

Lin Qianxi raised his head and put his hand around his neck, not caring how many people were watching them.

Zong Cheng directly picked him up by the waist, and ran out of the field.

"How was my run?" Lin Qianxi held onto his collar tightly.

Zongcheng gasped and said, "Don't worry, it's very fast."