Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

A brief silence.

The next moment, the scene completely exploded.

The screams all over the sky were shocking, and they set off a huge wave of sound waves with a destructive momentum, as if they were going to overturn the entire playground: "Ahhhhhh! I can! Let me do it ahhhhhhhhhh

"Awei, come out and die!"

"It's so flirtatious..."

"Several pairs match two men!"

"Woooooo, I don't want anyone else, I just hope that these two can be together!"

"Where did my head pressing team go? Come quickly! Carry these two people into the bedroom for me! Don't do him so dark that he is not allowed to come out!

Hearing the last sentence, the dean's temples twitched suddenly, he fixed his eyes, saw Wen Yanwan's face, and instantly burned with anger

It's Wen Yanwan again!

The dean stood up abruptly, "Stab—" The chair rubbed violently against the ground, and the other leaders sitting next to him all looked up at him.

Pointing his fingers fiercely towards the audience, the dean's face was ashen, his eyes were as big as buckets, he looked like an old father who vomited blood when his daughter was tricked by a hooligan, and he picked up a broom and beat the mandarin duck with a stick.

"The two students below, please stop looking at each other affectionately! I'm going to come down and drive people away!"

Xiang Yunshan got close, and waved at them desperately outside the team, telling them to leave quickly, with a face no better than that of the dean.

Lu Chaosheng was slightly taken aback, his eyes quickly focused.

With a cold and flushed face, Lu Chaosheng pushed away the hat that was touching his chin, and the contrast between the cold white fingertips and the black brim was clear.

"Let's go." Automatically ignoring Wen Yanwan's question, Lu Chaosheng said these two words in a flat tone, got up, and started to leave.

"Hey, wait..."

The wrist was suddenly held by someone, and the palm touching the skin was dry and hot.

He turned back.

The light in the eyes is slightly cool, and the tails of the eyes are moist.

Looking quickly across the moist mist at the corners of the eyes and brows, Wen Yanwan raised his arms, stuffed the fallen badge into Lu Chaosheng's palm, and smiled: "You forgot this."

After all, just let go.

Lu Chaosheng was stunned for a moment, took the class card with downcast eyes, and gave a faint "hmm".

After a pause, he said "thank you" again.

Turn around and return to the team.

Seeing this, the disciplinary committee hurriedly called the background control area to start playing music.

The background sound of the sports meeting sounded again, and the announcer opened the script with a "hula-la" voice, expressing emotion: "Thanks to all the students from Class 1 (2) of Senior High School for their passionate performance. You ignite your life with enthusiasm and let your dreams spread their wings. I believe you will definitely In this competition, we have achieved excellent results! Let us set our eyes on the distance, and the representative team from Class [-] of Senior Three is coming towards us..."

Order was restored on the playground, and class (1) of Senior Three successfully reached the stagnation point of the class.

After Wen Yanwan's departure, the other classes, who were drowsy from the sun, also woke up completely at this time.

It may be due to the approaching preparation for the exam, the third grade of senior high school as a whole is very free.

Some entered the arena dancing hip-hop, some entered the arena wearing Hanfu, and some cos gangster families wearing sunglasses entered the arena with steps that no relatives recognized.

But these are nothing, the most impressive one is Jian Fanxing's second class, and the other is the little-known high school (10) class.

Jian Fanxing, as the best grader in their class, is also the best-looking one, so of course he becomes the card holder.

Starting from the starting point and approaching the rostrum, Jian Fanxing suddenly had a grim face, shortness of breath, his legs gradually lost strength, and he fell backwards clutching his chest.

Amid Xiao Pian's exclamation, the students in the back row immediately dispersed to both sides.

Four boys carried a stretcher, rushed out of the line, stopped beside Jian Fanxing, and quickly lifted him onto the stretcher.

Push hard, get up, and sprint down the track at top speed.

At this moment, Jian Fanxing, who was on the verge of death, suddenly sat up in shock from the dying illness, took out a small horn from nowhere, and shouted: "Put me down! I want to study! I can still learn—!"

There were tears in every voice, every word weeping blood.

And behind them, there is a huge red banner with a few bold characters written on it.

[As long as you don't die, learn from death]

As if using his own actions, he vividly demonstrated this sentence.

Even Wen Yanwan, who was always coquettish, couldn't help but be taken aback by their class' coquettish mind.

Everyone burst out laughing:

"Hahahahahaha, what kind of sand sculpture is this!"

"Running with a stretcher is really coquettish!"

"With this posture, even if you are not sick, you will get internal injuries hahahahaha!"

"I'm sorry, how much pressure is there in the third year of high school..."

"Sure enough, if you read too much, you will go crazy sooner or later!"

I thought that this was awesome enough, but I didn't expect to wait for the tenth class to enter the stage, and once again set off a small climax.

Under the background music of the sports meeting, the sign holders of class ten walked forward alone.

Suddenly, the bgm changed suddenly.

A group of "black men" dressed in black and wearing sunglasses rushed out from behind and forced the card holder into the prepared "coffin".

The "black man" in front holds a baton of military music and wears a red and yellow welcome ribbon across his body.

The "black man" who followed closely held the suona and played it affectionately along with the dynamic bgm.

All the "blacks" held the "coffin", swayed from side to side, shook their legs up and down, and jumped repeatedly.

Wen Yanwan clearly saw that the poor card holder who had been bought and sold by force was about to lose his mind.

The scene was completely laughing like crazy:

"Damn it, it's actually a real bragging!"

"Hahahahaha that's awesome!"

"Don't tell me, it's pretty good!"

"We are professionals, manual dog heads~"

"I was terrified at the time!"

"Teacher, see you!"

"resp!"

"666!"

The dean's eyes were almost blackened, and he passed out on the rostrum.

Pointing at the audience with trembling fingers, the dean's voice trembled slightly: "This... what is this thing? It's really unlucky!"

"Hey, it's all right." The physical education teacher was not so rigid, but he was quite happy watching.

The big hand patted the dean's back vigorously, and the physical education teacher comforted him: "Just treat them as an experience in advance, and be prepared, so as not to lie down in the future and not get used to it, hahahahaha!"

Dean:"……"

It seems to want to vomit blood more.

Unlike the rostrum, everyone below was laughing, and Wen Yanwan's class was also laughing.

Li Ruiyuan opened his mind: "Is this the first thing I did to learn to die, carried into the hospital on a stretcher, but the rescue failed, and then I was carried into a coffin by a black man? Hahahahahaha..."

Class Ten said that they were also helpless.

# Yan value is not enough, sand sculpture to make up #

After all, not all classes can take out two school grasses and one school flower in one go.

Alas, the appearance is flawed...

The opening ceremony ended in a hurry, the students were satisfied, and the teachers were very bald.

Fortunately, the sports meeting will start soon, and the atmosphere has finally returned to passion and tension.

Wen Yanwan's sports are only high jump and long jump. There is no money for entertainment. He only has sports drinks and AD calcium milk provided by sponsors, so he doesn't bother to sign up.

The runway was running for 50 meters. Just after entering the arena, the students did not have time to change their clothes. They wore some strange things and went directly to the arena. When they were running under the scorching sun, it was another beautiful scenery.

Li Ruiyuan saw that he was stretching, and the black leather pants were stretched tightly on his long legs, so he asked concerned: "Brother Yan, don't you want to change your clothes before dancing?"

"It's okay. These pants are of good quality. I have to come back again after changing them. Trouble."

The referee in charge of the high jump was already calling for someone, Wen Yanwan straightened up, planning to go directly to stand in line.

Before leaving, as if thinking of something, Wen Yanwan suddenly turned her head, put two fingers across her forehead, and made a handsome gesture to Lu Chao.

"Chaosheng, remember to look at me well~"

Without speaking, Lu Chaosheng just looked back quietly with those light-colored eyes, his expression was usual cold.

Wen Yanwan didn't care, he was used to Lu Chaosheng's attitude, and he didn't intend to get a response.

He stepped up and was about to turn around, when a soft "hmm" suddenly came from his ear.

Wen Yanwan turned around in astonishment.

It's still that cold and dusty look.

Lu Chaosheng's eyes blended with him, bright and clear like the moon, but it seemed that something subtle and invisible to the naked eye had quietly changed.

He spoke with a cool voice: "Come on."

The simple word fell on the heart, but it was like throwing a small cannon, with a "bang", it exploded the colored debris on the ground unexpectedly.

There were surprises and surprises.

Wen Yanwan opened his mouth and was about to say something, but the referee not far away had already called his name, but Wen Yanwan had no choice but to say goodbye to everyone and go to the game.

The appearance in the morning was too amazing, and many people secretly paid attention to Wen Yanwan's whereabouts.

When he came out, many people had gathered around, watching with great interest, and some even took out their mobile phones and started recording.

In the crowd, Lu Chaosheng's eyes locked on the eye-catching figure in front of him.

Even in the noise, it is still as lonely as the night.

It seemed that apart from the tall young man in his eyes, there was nothing that could catch his eyes.

In a way, the long jump and the high jump have very similar characteristics.

After a short run-up, the ligaments are stretched, the leg muscles are exerted instantly, and the figure is unfolded in the air.

Like a vigorous cheetah, the lines from the neck to the waist are extremely smooth, and the burst of male strength is vividly displayed at this moment.

Then, in the midsummer light, a beautiful arc was drawn, neat and clean.

Either landing smoothly, or jumping over the wall easily, is the secretion of hormones catalyzed by speed.

Very seductive and beautiful.

Exclamations came faintly from around:

"Ahhhhh, so handsome!"

"This waist, this leg, and this face, the saliva... sucks~"

"Win and win again, it's amazing!"

For the last raise of the pole, Wen Yanwan jumped with all his strength and narrowly won.

Cheers broke out again, Wen Yanwan got up from the cushion, and wiped her forehead hair to the back of her head, revealing a slightly wet forehead, and deep eyebrows and eyes covered with sweat, slightly embarrassed, but increasingly handsome and charming.

Lu Chaosheng's gaze was firmly fixed on the hem of the boy's jacket that was accidentally stretched due to exercise.

What kept coming to mind was that piece of cold white skin that narrowly brushed against the crossbar in the air a few seconds ago.

It is narrow, thin, and the color is beautiful, too.

There are two slightly sunken mermaid lines and firm abdominal muscles with clear lines.

It looks very exciting.

Thinking again of the exclamation he heard just now, Lu Chaosheng's eyes darkened, imperceptibly, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled into a light arc.

Indeed, a veritable waist.

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