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Luo Hao glanced at He Zhao in shock, and then at Lao Zhou, with a puzzled expression on his face: "Huh? Who is he dating?"

Luo Hao is different from the well-behaved He Zhao. He is a real, well-behaved and honest student. Lao Zhou inspected it for a few seconds, and there was no sign of lying. Every decision you make after that affects your life, and if you make a wrong step, you will make a wrong step, and there is no chance to start over."

He Zhao was not far from them. Although he kept his head down to play with his mobile phone, he actually heard the complete conversation between the teacher and the student, and raised his head: "Who is right?"

He asked directly, but without contradicting.

The body temperature in late autumn depends on the sun. When the sun falls on the body, it feels like baking, and the places where the sun does not shine are full of chills.The position of their class was backlit, and the afternoon sun did not fall on this position, and He Zhao still felt cool even though he was wrapped in his coat.

Lao Zhou said slowly: "When you grow up, you will be able to judge for yourself. Before that, you should listen to the opinions of your teachers and parents."

"Oh." He Zhao replied with little interest.

It's growing up again.

This is the embarrassing age of teenage years. You can't be a naive child, and you can't be a real adult.

It stands to reason that life has infancy, childhood, adolescence, and youth... But He Zhao feels that there are only two stages, before growing up and after growing up, and everything he does before growing up is for growing up.

Parents and teachers repeat the words [when you grow up] and [you will be free until you are admitted to college] day after day, as if only the illusory tomorrow is the most important, and every day now is not worth it have meaning.

Tomorrow is very important, and it is also very important to work hard to win the future, but what about today?Today is also yesterday's tomorrow, and after tomorrow there will be tomorrow.Everyone's journey of growing up is different. It is not an agreement to grow up at a certain age at a certain time, nor is it stipulated when and where to meet someone.

In a life without a chance to start over, do you do what you think is right, or do what everyone thinks is right so you won’t regret it?

Is it right to suppress the present self for the sake of the so-called future?Can't we respect our present life and feelings while waiting for the future?

What if, at this age when you have nothing but the future, you meet someone who is very important and precious and you don't want to miss it?

Luo Hao handed the mineral water to He Zhao, and asked in a low voice, "Why did Lao Zhou suddenly ask this question?"

"To see me jumping high, I think I'm a disaster for girls." He Zhao unscrewed the mineral water and took a sip.

Luo Hao smiled: "Why don't you say that girls hurt you, and you don't want to fall in love."

He Zhao was taken aback for a moment, but didn't answer.

The school sports meeting is very busy these two days, so busy that I don't even go to the classroom for evening self-study.

He Zhao is also very busy, busy playing games, cheering for the participating students in the class, and eating skewers for dinner.

He Zhao felt that Luo Hao was actually right a few days ago. He really relied on a self-disciplined and self-improving student at the same table to bring him motivation to study.When there was no change, he quickly lost his previous state and didn't want to study at all.

On the afternoon of the second day of the sports meeting, perhaps realizing that the school sports meeting was about to end, suddenly there was a wave of enthusiasm.

Students from all classes couldn't sit still and went to the playground to watch the game up close.Crowds of people surrounded the runway tightly, filled with vigor and excitement everywhere, even more lively than the first day.

He Zhao actually didn't want to report 800 meters, 800 meters had to circle the track twice, it was too tiring.But He Chongshan, the military adviser, suggested that sports students all participate in sprints, and the winning rate of ordinary students is too low, so he insisted on letting He Zhao choose long-distance running.In the end, among the 800 meters, 1500 meters and 3000 meters, He Zhao decisively chose the 800 meters.

The match was about to start. Like a coach who sent He Zhao into the boxing ring, He Chongshan rubbed his shoulders to loosen his muscles. He Zhao squinted his eyes and looked at the bright sun: "How come I'm here, the sun is getting hot?"

I don't know if it's because there are more people and it's lively. The heat of the whole playground remains high. He Zhao is about to sweat after standing here for a while.

"It's been hot for two days, and the weather forecast says it's going to heat up, but you've been sitting in the shadows playing with your phone," He Chongshan said.

"I went to the high jump yesterday, and it was cold." He Zhao said.

"When you jumped high in the afternoon, that area was just shaded by a building shadow." He Chongshan said.

He Zhao twitched his ankles on tiptoe: "Fortunately, I jumped high first. I'm probably useless after running the 800 meters. You guys have to be smart and collect my body at the finish line, so I don't let me hit the ground."

He Chongshan reported 3000 meters by himself. After running in the morning, he recovered after panting for a while, and said solemnly: "No, it's only 800 meters."

He Zhao: "Can I compare with you, the backbone of the school basketball team who exercises every day? I'm just a weak high school student who lacks exercise."

Luo Hao, who was really unsportsmanlike, laughed dryly: "Come on, you, which time did you not say that, and which time did you not win a prize for being good?"

Jiang Lin echoed: "That's right, brother, I can see that you always play weak."

He Zhao: "I really can't..."

The sprint is okay, but the longer it is, the worse.

"Who said you can't do it? Work hard! Be serious!" Lao Zhou came over at some point, slapped He Zhao on the back and pushed him, "Do your best! Go!"

"Ouch." He Zhao was taken aback, and trotted towards the starting point.

The students who knew He Zhao on both sides of the track shouted, "Come on, He Zhao!", "Come on, He Zhao".

Seeing He Zhao standing on the starting line, Lao Zhou sighed with emotion in his pocket: "This kid is very popular."

With a gunshot, the contestants rushed out like bows and arrows off the string. Soon, He Zhao flew out of the crowd and ranked first.

The watching crowd nearby cheered wildly.

Lao Zhou frowned: "Sports Committee, didn't you tell him not to rush too hard at first?"

He Chongshan said very easily: "It's okay, Brother Zhao's damn desire to win and lose will come to the fore as soon as he enters the race. There is no big problem, just sprint for the whole 800 meters."

He Zhaoyuan shrank into a silhouette, and soon, he was coming from the other end of the runway, with light and vigorous steps, sweeping past them like a gust of wind.

Several girls screamed excitedly: "It's a circle! He Zhaochong! So handsome!"

Lao Zhou glanced at those girls: "Isn't this a classmate in our class?"

No one answered him, the surroundings were already boiling, and even He Chongshan, who had a calm face just now, put his palms around his mouth and shouted: "Brother Zhao is awesome! Come on, Brother Zhao!"

Luo Hao heard what Lao Zhou said, but he didn't know how to answer and could only pretend he didn't hear it.He watched He Zhao lead the way, a little excited and a little envious.

Just a little jealousy, more envy.

In fact, he has envied He Zhao many times since he was a child, envied He Zhao's popularity, envied He Zhao's self-confidence and straightforwardness, envied the cheers of the crowd cheering for him, and envied him running freely in the sun at this moment.

Whether it is really free or not, at least the galloping figure looks very free, full of youthful vigor and no hesitation, which makes people excited.

These are things he never had, so he is very envious, and sometimes even secretly compares himself with He Zhao.But emotions are very complicated things. While he admires He Zhao, he is also sincerely happy and proud of He Zhao.

After the runners in the last row had finished their lap, Luo Hao consciously took a few steps forward, ready to meet He Zhao at the finish line.

After He Zhao ran the 800 meters, he was probably going to die.

In fact, He Zhao felt that he couldn't do it after the first lap, and all his strength was exhausted.

He ran first, but he didn't know when he would be overtaken by the people behind him, so he could only grit his teeth and keep running forward.

After running one and a half laps, he could no longer hear the voices in his ears at all. He supported himself entirely by willpower, his legs were swinging mechanically, and every step was so heavy that it was like pouring lead.

Suddenly, he vaguely saw a familiar tall figure standing on the edge of the playground.

The crowd gathered at the finish line, and there were very few people at the corner of the playground, and the slender and tall figure was very conspicuous.

easy time?

Isn't he in class?How come here?get out of class has ended?

Or... read it wrong?

He Zhao didn't dare to stop and didn't dare to look back, but he seemed to have gained some strength from this looming figure, and rushed to the finish line in one breath.

After crossing the finish line, he immediately looked over to the playground. There were many people in the playground, and the figures overlapped, but there was no Yi Shi.

Although it was far away, he was sure that there was no Yi Shi.

If it was Yi Shi, he could tell it at a glance.

So, just dazzled?

hallucinations?

He Zhao was sweating profusely from running, and his legs were so weak that he could hardly stand up. He Chongshan and Luo Hao half supported him and walked a few steps.Lie down on the grass in the playground, and stepped on the tense muscles in his legs.

Jiang Lin: "No.1! The only No.1 in our class!! He Zhao is amazing!"

He Chongshan was originally a seed player to win the 3000m championship, but he turned out a dark horse from the first year of high school and won two gold medals in the 1500m and 3000m.

Luo Hao sighed: "No.2 is half a step away from you, it's too thrilling."

He Zhao was still panting, and stretched out his hand.

"What?" Jiang Lin asked.

"My water!" He Zhao said weakly, his throat was about to smoke.

"Ah, over there." Jiang Lin remembered that he gave Liu Xiaoyun the water, "I'll get it."

"Forget it, I'll go there." He Zhao regained some strength and got up.

His legs were still soft, he walked over slowly, when the people in the class found him, they cheered and surrounded him like soldiers returning from a triumphant return, talking a lot.

"He Zhao is back He Zhao is back."

"Where did you go after running?"

"Yes, I just wanted to cheer, but when I turned my head, it disappeared."

This passionate formation...

He Zhao was afraid that someone would really bump into him, so he tried his best to stand now, unable to withstand the slightest impact at all, he took half a step back and was about to open his mouth, when suddenly he saw Yi Shi.

It's not an illusion, it's alive, it's a real Yishi.

He was wearing the school uniform of No. [-] Middle School, walking towards him with long legs from the crowd.

I don't know how to describe the feeling of this moment.

He was obviously exhausted, there were so many people around, and there was a lot of noise, but his eyes precisely caught that person.

His mind was empty, he didn't think about anything, but the moment he found Yi Shi, he suddenly felt his heart beating faster.

It seems that there are many feelings stirring in the chest cavity, the lungs are a little dry and painful, I can't breathe, but I can't grasp it.

The vague feeling of lack of oxygen while running came up again - I couldn't hear what the people around me said, couldn't see what the people around me were doing, I could only see the people in front of me, and I heard him ask: "How are you doing?" ?”

After waiting for a few seconds, He Zhao put his arms around Yi Shi's shoulders, leaned his whole body weight on him, and shook his head: "No, my legs are already filled with lactic acid."

Yi Shi looked at his slightly pale lips, and picked up the sports drink hanging in his hand: "Drink?"

He Zhao: "Drink, I'm dying of thirst."

Yi Shi unscrewed the bottle cap, and He Zhao took a sip. It was cold and sweet, much better than mineral water: "Did you buy it?"

"En." Yi Shi responded.

"Are you finished?" He Zhao asked again.

"Yes." Yi Shi said.

"Did you just..." Halfway through speaking, He Zhao stopped for some reason.

"I just stood there for a while, did you see that?" Yi Shi calmly completed what he wanted to ask.

He Zhao smiled, "Yes, I see."

The author has something to say: Warm congratulations on the child's enlightenment!