looking back inadvertently

In late April, the school will hold the first sports meeting after the construction of the new playground. At the end of March, Luo Mingyu reminded everyone to sign up. However, the enthusiasm of the students in the third class was extremely low. After a few days, the sports committee reported that only two people signed up for all the events. .

"Everyone should apply for at least one item! Then the selection will be carried out." In the end, she had no choice but to say this to everyone.

The sports committee collects each person's registration slip according to the requirements of the head teacher.Liang He wrote "1500 meters" casually, because relatively speaking, middle and long distance running is his strong point, and he may not be selected if he applies for it.Although there are few boys in their class, there are still a few good sportsmen, such as Dong Mingpeng.

But Liang He didn't expect that he was the only boy who signed up for 1500, so naturally he participated, and even the selection was saved.

"What did you all report?" Liang He was puzzled.

"I just reported 100," Shen Zhe said calmly, "I didn't get selected."

"Me too, I was not selected!" Wen Hao excitedly agreed.

"Then who was chosen?"

"Me," Dong Mingpeng said, "one hundred and two hundred are all me."

"You'll be done after taking part in a sprint?" Liang He asked sullenly.Dong Mingpeng's sports achievements are outstanding.

"That's right, I'm better at sprinting than middle-distance running," Dong Mingpeng said shyly, "and one person can only participate in two events at most, and it won't work if there are too many."

So the big pie of 1500 fell on Liang He's head?

"Who told you to report 1500?" Shen Zhe said speechlessly, "I also know that no one will report."

"How do I know that you all report simple ones?"

"Why not simply report?"

"Report what you are good at!" Liang He said righteously.

"Come on, I'm good at sitting on the spot and writing manuscripts." Shen Zhe touched his chest with the back of his hand, "Thank you for your hard work, I will help you when the time comes."

After vomiting for a while, Liang He finally resigned himself to the fact that he had to participate in the competition, and he didn't want to be too bad on the field, so while there was still nearly a month left, he often went to the playground to practice running, especially during the activity class.Shen Zhe also often followed, bringing a stopwatch to help him time, euphemistically called supervising training.

The weather is getting warmer and warmer, so you don't have to worry about running in the wind, but every time you run four laps at a faster speed, Liang He still feels like a blood clot in his chest, and it hurts a little when he breathes.He overestimated himself, maybe he wasn't suitable for middle-distance running at all.

"Five points and fourteen," Shen Zhe pressed the button on the watch, "It's better than the day before yesterday."

"It's even more tiring."

"Really so tired?" Shen Zhe handed him the water he had prepared in advance, "How about I also run around twice?"

"you?"

"Anyway, I have to measure 1000 meters in physical education class, and I have to practice."

Liang He rested for a while, and there were more than ten minutes left in the activity class, he said to Shen Zhe, "Then let's run two more laps together."

Shen Zhe didn't want to run too fast, he didn't have a good foundation, so he planned to take a casual walk around twice for the purpose of stretching his legs and feet.Liang He also jogged along. Relatively speaking, Shen Zhe's speed was too easy to achieve, especially after running for several laps, it was equivalent to relaxing and adjusting.

"You're quite strong." After finishing jogging, Shen Zhe panted more exaggeratedly than Liang He.

Dong Mingpeng was practicing sprinting on the side. Starting from the 100-meter starting point, the movements of his feet were almost indistinguishable, and he passed in front of them.When I ran to the finish line, I turned around and said hello: "How is it?"

"Not bad," Liang He said, "should be ranked."

"That's for sure," he said unceremoniously, "you also work hard!"

After the activity class, the three of them went to the cafeteria to eat together.After starting self-study in the evening, Liang He applied for a card in the cafeteria. After all, he doesn't want to eat out every day, it's more convenient on campus.

"Hey, is that Wen Hao?" Dong Mingpeng's eyes were sharp, and he found Wen Hao leaning against a corner with a boy from a foreign class.

Liang He saw it right away, but the boy who was with Wen Hao didn't seem to be friendly, pointing his hand and tugging at the front of his clothes.

The cafeteria hall was crowded with people, except for a few of them, no one paid attention to the movement in the corner.

"That's Zhao Zhuoyang, right?" Dong Mingpeng recognized him, "What are they doing? Are they arguing?"

Liang He frowned, and looked in that direction, separated by the students coming and going, not sure what the two of them were talking about.But the cafeteria is also a public place, and it is logically impossible for conflicts to arise here.

"Let's go have a look."

After Liang He finished speaking, Shen Zhe and Dong Mingpeng also walked together.

"Don't let me see you with her again!"

When Liang He and the others arrived, they heard Zhao Zhuoyang drop these words, and then without squinting, he swaggered past them, seeing no one at all, like a domineering actor who ran off the wrong set, thinking he had some style , others looked embarrassed and stunned, not sure why.

"What's going on?" Liang He looked at him, "Did you two quarrel?"

Wen Hao straightened his collar that had been pulled, and said irritably, "He's just crazy!"

"Who did he say you were with?" Dong Mingpeng heard Zhao Zhuoyang's last words, and quickly grasped the point, "Didn't you, did you green him?"

Such a bloody eight o'clock plot wouldn't happen around them, would it?

Wen Hao rolled his eyes: "Can you shake the water in your mind, can I?"

"But didn't you always like his girlfriend?" Liang He remembered this, and Wen Hao had mentioned that girl named Zhu Yan in front of him countless times before.

"Even if I want to green him, I have to have that ability, right?"

Liang He immediately let go of his doubts: "That's true."

"Fuck, Liang He, are you hurting me on purpose?"

Shen Zhe said, "Then why is he bothering you?"

"Or he's crazy," Wen Hao said unhappily, "they were arguing, I ran into Zhu Yan and asked a few words, and that guy thought there was something wrong with us... I was at the same table with her Well, what's the matter with caring? Besides, it's him who makes people angry!"

"Zhao Zhuoyang...is he so possessive?" Dong Mingpeng had a gossiping look of joy, "His girlfriend is enough."

"Isn't it? I can't bear this kind of nervous boyfriend."

"You didn't even have a boyfriend."

"Nonsense, who among us can have it?"

……

Liang He followed behind, walking a little slower.

"Hey, there's room over there." After Shen Zhe found an empty table, he grabbed him and called the two people in front of him to stop.

A not-so-happy episode was forgotten by a few people within a week, not to mention that it would lead to new incidents.

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If there is no update tomorrow afternoon, it will be updated the day after tomorrow