Suppress me, mark me [rebirth]

After Wen Yanwan's earth-shattering speech, countless people were killed and injured on the runway.

The auditorium was completely insane, and the "late wavers" covered their mouths full of candy and screamed crazily: "Ahhhhhh, this is a confession, is it a confession, is it a confession?!

"Damn!" Li Ruiyuan covered his almost deafened ears and grinned, "Who wrote the last confession? It's too flirty!"

Da Jinwen immediately turned his attention to Shi Xuerong, and Shi Xuerong waved his hands again and again: "It's not me, I don't! I'm just a ruthless manuscript delivery machine!"

Seeing that everyone was looking at her again, Lan Jingyun quickly put aside the relationship: "Don't look at me, it's not me, I can't write this kind of lines."

Everyone pushes:

"Hey, isn't your Chinese score pretty good? Did you write it?"

"No, it's the representative of the Chinese class."

"Don't mess with cue, if I had this level, I would have left the order 800 years ago."

"Well, neither? Who wrote that?"

Everyone looked at each other.

Realizing something, someone said in a daze: "I'm going, maybe it was Wen Yanwan who played freely..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone suddenly fell into a strange silence. After a long while, the facial features slowly wrinkled uncontrollably

Hiss, why do you suddenly feel so sour?

Wen Yanwan made a big fuss, and the school leaders in front of the rostrum were also alarmed.

The dean's sharp eyes turned back suddenly, seeing Wen Yanwan's face, a mouthful of old blood immediately blocked his throat, and he was almost strangled

It's that kid Wen Yanwan again!

Regardless of the thousands of eyes watching from the audience, the dean jumped up from his seat, with a livid face, and walked towards Wen Yanwan angrily.

"Make trouble again, make trouble again!" The dean waved his arms, like trying to chase away ducks, and drove Wen Yanwan to the audience, wishing he could get on his feet, "Get out of here!"

Relying on her youth and running fast, Wen Yanwan nimbly dodged the hand waving towards her, and slipped back to the auditorium nimbly, leaving the dean's weak roar behind.

After finding her class, Wen Yanwan glanced across the ground and found a box of mineral water at Da Jinwen's feet, which was a material distributed by the school to the athletes.

He picked up a bottle casually, unscrewed it, raised his head to drink water, and his Adam's apple rolled.

After drinking it, he casually put it on the ground, Wen Yanwan wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and asked Da Jinwen, "What time is it?"

Da Jinwen kept counting in his notebook, drawing the word "正" after running a lap.

He glanced at the notes in his hand and replied: "Right now is the fifth lap, and after a while, it will be the sixth lap."

Wen Yanwan let out an "um", and looked across the vast crowd, mingling with the hustle and bustle, and accurately captured that thin figure.

White clouds float in the distance, soft as cotton wool, and the sky is a touch of blue.

The boy's figure was reflected in the white clouds, as if it had turned into a gust of wind and merged with the sky.

Watching quietly, after a while, Wen Yanwan suddenly turned around and walked towards the steps.

After walking a few steps, thinking of something, he turned back and picked up the unfinished bottle of water, stepped over the fence with long legs, and returned to the playground again.

The 17-year-old boy is slender with thin shoulders and back.

The clothes and cheeks are already drenched in sweat, the movement of running pulls the muscles and bones, clinging to the fabric, revealing smooth and beautiful lines.

Because of the movement, her fair face was stained with a faint blush like red ink falling into water.

The thin red lips are slightly opened, exhaling in small mouthfuls with each step, and the white teeth and the bright red are faintly visible inside.

The smooth forehead was covered with a layer of sweat mist, which moistened the eyelashes and eyebrows, and also wet the end of the eyes, as if ink dripped into water, and a narrow and delicate tail blurred in the clear.

Wen Yanwan's gaze was firmly fixed on that beautiful face, watching the sun fall, covering his soft face with a layer of crystal clear water mist.

It takes a total of twelve and a half laps to run a 400-meter runway, and a total of 5000 meters. At this time, after five laps, some people gradually lose their strength and are left far behind by the large force.

Seeing Lu Chaosheng's figure approaching, Wen Yanwan unscrewed the mineral water in his hand and handed it to him.

"Chao Sheng, drink water!"

Lu Chaosheng glanced at him, kept walking, and reached out to take it, but when the mouth of the bottle touched his lips, he paused indiscernibly.

Looking at Wen Yanwan's face, Lu Chaosheng raised his chin, lowered his eyelashes, and swallowed all the remaining water in the bottle into his throat.

Water spilled out, along the corners of the lips, jaw, and slid into the neck, wetting the collarbone.

From the corner of the eye, Lu Chaosheng caught a glimpse of the other party's obviously fascinated expression, and the corners of Lu Chaosheng's lips hooked indiscernibly.

He opened the bottle and threw the empty bottle back.

Wen Yanwan took it in a hurry, and Lu Chaosheng's hoarse voice rang in his ears at the same time.

“Dessert comes with it, it tastes good.”

After saying that, he straightened up his speed and passed Wen Yanwan's side, his breath slightly warm.

Wen Yanwan was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what the other party said, the figure of that person had already gone far away.

This is, being teased again...

Thinking of the beautiful scenery just now, Wen Yanwan licked her cheeks, frowned and said "tsk".

Seemingly annoyed and helpless, he shouted at the figure in the distance: "Chaosheng, come on!"

The schedule has already progressed to the second half, and the speed of many athletes has gradually slowed down, but Lu Chaosheng suddenly started to speed up at this time.

In just half a breath, he stood out from the middle echelon, and at a speed that was terrifying to other players, he rushed towards the front of the opposite team.

This sudden action shocked everyone's jaws, and also made the auditorium, which had been silent for a long time, explode with unprecedented enthusiasm.

At this moment, everyone was moved by this spirit of going upstream, even if they were not Lu Chaosheng's classmates, they couldn't help shouting for him.

Waves of sound rose from the ground, and deafening shouts erupted from all directions. Everyone shouted the same name in unison, as if they were about to break through the sky: "Lu Chaosheng, come on!"

"Lu Chaosheng, come on!"

"Lu Chaosheng, come on!"

Moved by this shocking scene, Wen Yanwan felt her heart beating faster, her face flushed, and her blood began to boil.

His eyes were fixed on the running figure, his eyes were bright and deep.

The moment Lu Chaosheng passed by him, as if his soul had been hooked by a fishhook, Wen Yanwan ran uncontrollably following Lu Chaosheng's figure.

The young man's face was completely drenched in sweat at this time, and the tips of his hair stuck sticky to his cheeks, and with his hasty pace, scattered crystals scattered in the air.

Wen Yanwan stared at his flushed face, saw his chest heaving violently, his rapid panting seemed to merge with her body, and then completely left her figure behind.

"Chaosheng, come on!" Wen Yanwan ran, and shouted towards Lu Chaosheng's back, the thin lingering sound was quickly drowned in the sea of ​​sound.

At this moment, some students in the auditorium roared uncontrollably: "Fuck! It's a trap! It's a trap!"

It turned out that just now, as if they sensed the crisis from Lu Chaosheng behind them, the students in the first echelon actually started to speed up collectively.

Some persisted and remained in the forefront, while some couldn't persist and were overtaken by Lu Chaosheng happily.

A few minutes later, Lu Chaosheng led the entire first echelon team to beat the last one for a full lap by himself!And still chasing desperately at a terrifying speed!

Eleven laps have passed, and the referee raised the flag symbolizing the No.12 lap at the finish line.

On the last lap.

Lu Chaosheng frowned, his sharp eyes narrowed the figure of No.1, and he didn't stop on his feet.

He surpassed one, two, three...

Speed ​​up, speed up, speed up again!

Until No.1 is completely left behind!

The students in the auditorium were already crazy, roaring and shouting washed away the eardrums, irritating the cochlea: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"It's stupid! It's so fucking stupid!"

"This speed! It's outrageous!"

At the end of the run, Lu Chaosheng had already set the last place for three full laps, and the original No.1 was left far behind by him!

Just when everyone thought that the dust had settled, a heart-piercing roar suddenly came from behind Lu Chaosheng

"Lu Chaosheng! You fucking wait for me!

Perhaps it was because of being severely suppressed during this period, He Yicheng unexpectedly exploded with unprecedented potential at this moment, directly overtaking No.2, and rushing towards Lu Chaosheng's figure!

Stimulated by this sudden change, the auditorium broke out into a commotion again.

Wen Yanwan immediately turned around and ran towards the finish line. He stood behind the finish line and called out Lu Chaosheng's name, but was drowned in the sea of ​​sound again and again.

There are only 100 meters left to the end... 90 meters... 80 meters...

As an unexpected dark horse, He Yicheng chased directly behind Lu Chaosheng, and the distance between his shoulder and back was less than one meter!

Shi Xuerong completely disregarded her image and yelled towards the playground with sweat dripping down her face, with a ferocious face: "Lu Chaosheng! ∷ Fuck me!

Li Ruiyuan was even more awesome, he stepped on the seat directly, danced towards the finish line, hissed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Even Da Jinwen couldn't help shouting: "Lu Chaosheng, come on! Go!"

On the runway, He Yicheng was completely insane, while running, he yelled ferociously: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! I'm fucking your mother!"

"Chaosheng, come on! Come here quickly! I'll wait for you here! Come on, hurry up!"

Wen Yanwan's face was also flushed, the corners of his forehead and brows were covered with crystal beads of sweat, the sunlight fell into his eyes, and his whole body seemed to be glowing.

As if hearing Wen Yanwan's shout, Lu Chaosheng's eyes fixed on the tall figure in front of him, and the emotion in his eyes was shocking.

As if rushing towards his own light, Lu Chaosheng hurried towards Wen Yanwan's direction.

Unable to control it, Wen Yanwan slowly spread her arms towards Lu Chaosheng's approaching figure.

As the opponent approached, his heart pounded heavily on his chest, as if his ribs were also smashed, causing his chest to hurt.

The blood all over his body was burning, the nerves pulled each other and caused labor pains, his breathing was so short that he almost fainted, and even his bones were trembling faintly.

There is something unknown, engulfing thousands of troops, rushing up from the bottom of his feet with an unstoppable momentum, breaking through the ribs and flesh, and reaching the soul.

Only five meters to the end... four meters... three meters...

Amid the hoarse shouts of the audience, Lu Chaosheng successfully broke through the key line by leading the opponent by one body, and won No.1 without any suspense.

"Ahhhhhhhh! Lu Chaosheng! So handsome ahhhhhhhh!"

The cry of victory resounded through the sky in an instant.

And at the moment when Lu Chaosheng broke through the finish line, Wen Yanwan strode forward and spread his arms.

"boom!"

Two fiery hearts collided with each other in an instant, causing Wen Yanwan to fall on his back. The two immediately rolled on the ground together, spilling the sweat of youth and the unbearable overflowing joy in their chests all over the floor.

At this moment, the sky suddenly broke.

It is like the descending of gods, and it is like the opening of heaven.

When the white clothes were swaying, the invisible palm tore a crack in the sky.

As a result, billions of rays of light spread across the distant stars, crossed light years, penetrated the universe, pierced through the clouds, and poured down towards the vast green land, illuminating the two tightly entangled figures in the grass.

It is the taste of Wen Yanwan pheromone.

Hot, fiery.

It's his favorite flavor.

Like a sick addict, Lu Chaosheng buried his face into the opponent's shoulder, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and swallowed all the tempting smell into his throat.

Then, he slowly raised his tired arms and grabbed the fabric of Wen Yanwan's back.

Tighten it up.

It's like grasping your own world, which is fatal satisfaction and joy.