[Network] friend of friend

Lu Ziqi walked slowly to the big playground, the whole process was like going to die.

His family's always weak and slender nerves and cells really couldn't bear those big movements and high-intensity sports.

This annual 2000-meter long-distance race is simply a thorn in his heart, stimulating his equally fragile heart every moment.

So much so that every time someone mentions this activity, he feels pain all over his body, just like a girl once a month, he has such a month of pain every year.

There are a lot of people on the playground, and there are even more people on the other side of the field. The bustling area is being checked.

Lu Ziqi felt a headache when he saw the long runway, turned his head and walked quickly to the stadium.

As soon as he entered the stadium, he saw the three of He Miao sitting on the mat. Lu Ziqi floated past like a ghost, and greeted feebly: "yo..."

"Ziqi~~longtimenosee~~" He Miao threw Lu Ziqi on the mat at once, grabbed his hand and dragged his voice affectionately to show off his English.

Rafting to help his eyes, he dragged He Miao up, threw it aside, sat next to Lu Ziqi, and gave him a hand by the way, asking, "Have you practiced 2000 meters?"

Lu Ziqi put his head in his arms and made a gloomy look, and he knew that he hadn't practiced at all.Fan Zhou patted him on the shoulder and said very loyally: "I will run behind you in a while and give you a push at the right time."

"No need, you will be at the bottom behind me, I can handle it myself."

"Are you sure?" He Miao, who was thrown out, climbed back unremittingly, resting her chin on Lu Ziqi's shoulder, rubbed it against her, and said with a frown, "Ziqi, have you lost weight again? There's something wrong with your shoulder."

"Could it be because of Yixiao that people are haggard?" Du Jiu interjected, resting his chin on the other shoulder, as if He Miao was possessed by gossip.

"..." Lu Ziqi silently imagined the mat as Du Jiu's tender face, scratched it vigorously, silently skipped this topic, and boasted insincerely: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my Chinese skills have improved a lot. Not bad. Hehe, hehe..."

"The road is all right." Bai Meng's voice suddenly came from the crowd not far away, interrupting Du Jiu who was still wanting to gossip.

Lu Xiaoshou probed her head and followed the sound to look over strangely, only to see Bai Meng surrounded by a bunch of girls, holding up a horn to call him.

"Ziqi, Yi, who made you haggard, is calling you." He Miao said, pushing him very purely.

Lu Ziqi couldn't sit still, fell to the ground, was caught by the boat and pulled back by the collar.

Lu Ziqi sighed quietly, stood up resignedly, patted his pants, and walked towards Baimeng under the bright eyes of He Miao and Du Jiu.

There were too many girls on the periphery, Lu Ziqi stretched out his paws and gestured in the air for a long time but couldn't find a breakthrough. He stood outside and looked up at Bai Meng innocently.

Look, it's not that he doesn't want to go in, but the situation forces him to do so.

There are so many soft girl papers, they are all soft to the touch, I am really embarrassed to start.

Bai Meng waited for a long time but didn't see him coming, he just stood outside and stared at him stupidly, and impatiently raised his horn to chase people away: "The girls from the outer courtyard who have already been checked go to line up over there."

The cold breath drifted away following these words, trembling all the way in the cold, and couldn't help taking a step back. Thinking of the fact that he was just stripped of his vest yesterday, he instantly had a feeling of wanting to run away. Thinking about it, he took another step back, and Bai Meng, who successfully got rid of the entanglement and strode over, grabbed his arm.

"Return what."

"No, I didn't retreat." Lu Ziqi blinked and retorted weakly.

Admitting that you want to run away at a time like this is simply abusive.

It seems that every time he meets Bai Meng, his aura will shrink back, which is really worrying.

Lu Ziqi silently wiped off his sweat, and decided to forget this hurtful fact.

Bai Meng glanced at him, held his arm, held up the trumpet and said, "Boys from the Chinese Department come to check." Then he handed Lu Ziqi a list, and gave him the trumpet again, pressing his free hand on his Adam's apple, Frowning and coughing, he told him: "Read the names one by one and let them line up."

Lu Ziqi took the things obediently, looked at the first name on the list, and blurted out: "Lu Ziqi."

There was a moment of silence in the stadium, and then, the entire Chinese department laughed.

Doing stupid things again!

Lu Ziqi suddenly realized this, his face flushed, and he almost vomited blood from the internal injury, wishing to strangle himself to death.

Calling his own name is all he can do.

The roar of laughter was everywhere.

Lu Ziqi's small body and fragile nerves couldn't resist the torture of coaxing everyone, so he hid back in embarrassment, and just shrank into Bai Meng's arms who was drinking water.

Bai Meng calmly put the mineral water bottle on the table, stabilized Lu Qi, grabbed his hand holding the horn, lifted it up and brought it close to his mouth, and said in a deep and imposing voice: "Quiet!"

I didn't see him saying this in a loud voice, but it miraculously froze the noisy atmosphere of the audience. No one dared to make a sound anymore, and they all stared at him with their mouths open.

Seeing that the effect had been achieved, Bai Meng let go of Lu Ziqi's paws, tapped his forehead affectionately, and said in a low and hoarse sexy voice: "Idiot, start from the second one."

"Oh." Lu Zi shrank his neck, his ears were red, and pretended to be nonchalant, he dragged the list and continued to report his name: "He Miao..."

The Chinese Department is the last batch today.

After Lu Ziqi finished reporting to them, Bai Meng greeted everyone and lined up to the big playground.

Lu Ziqi walked in the front with his head down, peeping at Bai Meng who was one person away from him, hesitated for a long time, but boldly started to talk: "Why are you here?"

"Huh?" Bai Meng turned his head and looked over, his face was expressionless, as if he didn't understand what he meant.

"That, that, that is..." Lu Ziqi couldn't look directly at his handsome face, lowered his head in a panic, and explained: "Isn't this a matter of the Physical Education Institute?"

"Dragged by a friend to help."

"……Oh"

Then, there is no more text.

Lu Ziqi tugged at his hair tangled, wondering if he should do something, when Bai Meng grabbed his paw.

"Don't talk."

The self-harming Lu Xiaoshou let go of his hand embarrassingly, and struggled uncomfortably, afraid of being seen by the people behind.

Bai Meng didn't care, put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked not far away and said lightly: "I'll give you candy after the run."

Lu Ziqi didn't react for a while, and was about to refute "I'm not a child anymore", when he was dragged to the starting line by a teacher next to him.

The teacher shouted at the top of his voice, "Boys from the Chinese Department come here and prepare for 2000 meters."

Until the start of the race, Lu Ziqi was still in a daze, following behind the rafting in a state of inactivity.

For 2000 meters, you need to run 5 laps around the playground.

He was able to keep up with the rafting in the first few laps, but he couldn't do it on the fourth lap. He couldn't lift his legs as if they were filled with lead. He was moving completely mechanically. The cells are clamoring to go on strike, and the throat is even hotter, and I can't even take a breath.

Lu Ziqi remembered that he didn't seem to have had breakfast, and wondered if his blood sugar would be so low that he would pass out later.

If you really fainted, it would be really embarrassing and embarrassing.

But there is also a good side, if you want to vomit, you probably won't be able to vomit.

Would Bai Meng think he was too useless, a boy whose physical strength is so weak is considered a miracle.

Will it be too late to fix it later?

If that person likes to be a little stronger, he should be able to practice again, and he will definitely stick to it to the end.

Lu Ziqi thought wildly all the way down, and the more he ran, the more he felt that he was probably not far away from death. He didn't know how many laps he ran, and he just thought that it would be too bad if he died like this. He didn't even have time to talk to Bai Meng. Explain about Yu Man.

So, after Luzi finished 5 laps together, the first thing he did when he plunged into Bai Meng's arms was to grab the man's shirt and explain to him in a hoarse voice: "Yu Man is not my girlfriend, I like you Bai Meng."

Then it hung on Bai Meng's arm and completely stopped.

The last thought that floated in my mind was——Damn, such an old man's voice, but also his youthful and beautiful boy's voice!

Lu Ziqi really had to be pushed to speak out obediently what was in his heart.

But he met a Bai Meng who was never in a hurry, so he still had a long time to endure.