Zhong Zhong

"Ding--"

"Okay, we'll stop here today, get out of class!"

Duan Yugeng fell face down on the table as the harsh and noisy bell for the end of class came from the horn that had been in disrepair for a long time.

He really needs to catch up on sleep now.

But things didn't go his way. He didn't sleep for 2 minutes when he heard Lou Ke, the killer of the sports committee, shouting loudly in the classroom with his unique voice, and raised his head with a frown.

"Everyone, be quiet. Let me tell you something. There will be a school sports meeting at the beginning of next month. This time, including the class basketball game, it will start in about two weeks, so the students who want to sign up will start this Friday. Come to my newspaper!! Everyone actively participate." Lou Ke stood on the podium waving a piece of paper with a printed form.

Lou Ke also had a bit of a thief look on his face: "By the way, Mimi quietly told everyone, Sister Yu said, if our class score is first, you can treat us to dinner~"

Now the whole class is completely boiling.

What?basketball game?

Then this "lively" can't do without him.

Duan Yugeng is completely awake, well, of course, the 200-meter sprint is also indispensable for me.

As if predicting the next scene, he got up and walked quickly to Lou Ke's position to sit down, in order to seize the opportunity.

"Brother Duan, do you want to sign up?" Lou Ke came back and put his hand on Duan Yugeng's shoulder.

In fact, this name has a long history, and it was just a joking name at first.

This title comes from a confession.

Duan Yugeng is the kind of handsome handsome guy who often plays on the court and attracts a lot of girls who admire him. It's not unusual for him to receive confession letters.

Suddenly one day a girl rushed in and hugged his arm just to confess her love, and called Brother Duan, who made his hair stand on end creepy.

After being rejected, the girl ran out covering her face and never appeared in front of him again, but she kept the title.

After that, many people in their class called it that, but they knew they were joking and let them go.

But it still sounds like a very friendly name.

"Sign up, borrow a pen." Seeing that there was no surviving pen on Lou Ke's desk, Duan Yugeng stretched out his palm and stretched it out in front of him.

"Oh, good! Borrow a pen!" In order not to keep Duan Yugeng waiting for a long time, he directly took a pen from the back table without looking at the black face on the back table.

Duan Yugeng took the pen from Lou Ke and wrote his name.

"Let's go!" When he got up, he raised his hand and patted Lou Ke's shoulder.

This is the last sports meeting of our high school career, and everyone's interest is high.

Duan Yugeng's prediction was successful, because within a minute of his departure, Lou Ke was surrounded by the watertight place where he was sitting.

"Hey, don't squeeze, don't squeeze, hey, come one by one. Oh, my mother——"

Looking from a distance, Lou Ke staggered and offered his seat.

"Don't rob me, I want this 200m!"

"I came first, I wrote first!"

"Who! Don't squeeze me!"

"Hey, do you want 4x100 together?"

"..."

This voice, this battle is no exaggeration, like the battle of aunts to grab discounted vegetables.

During the 10-minute break, almost all the events have been reported, except for a few difficult long-distance running events.

Another point in Experiment [-] is that mobile phones will not be controlled here, because the school adheres to the concept of "letting students self-discipline".

But for the auntie who is in charge of the dormitory, you still have to hide it, because if you are caught using your mobile phone after the lights are turned off, you will be punished.

The school does not care about mobile phones, so the dormitory aunts who are worried about these students staying up late to play with mobile phones have come up with a rule themselves, and the students have no possibility of objecting.

That is, the students who were caught had to perform in the middle of this surrounded dormitory building on time at 12:25 noon the next day.

The aunts are also very thoughtful and don’t know where to build a small table. The principle is similar to the small carts pushed by vendors outside. When you use it, you push it out to fix the four small wheels, and when you don’t use it, you push it back to the dormitory. In the duty room, I was afraid that the classmate would not have a stage to show himself.

Not to mention, it's quite ritualistic.

That night, the auntie in charge of the dormitory was outside the corridor holding a super bright flashlight to illuminate the lit dormitory and shouted, "Lights out—535 turn off the lights!"

Duan Yugeng texted and chatted with Ye Chengyu in the room.

Ye: Please call me an eyewitness.

Ye: Someone next door was arrested, hugging my aunt's leg and begging for mercy, but it's a pity that my aunt is upright.

Duan: My dear friend, you can buy lottery tickets today.

Although he didn't know who the Chosen One was, Duan Yugeng seemed to see Erkang holding the winning lottery ticket trembling in front of his eyes.

There is a reason for saying this.

The men's dormitory of this building collectively ranked these dormitory aunts according to the index of reasonableness and empathy, from top to bottom, and put them in the group announcement of their dormitory group, for the convenience of everyone Familiar with reading and reciting, today Aunt Lin who is on duty is ranked first.

Aunt Lin usually doesn't arrest people, and she turns a blind eye when she sees them. The probability of her arresting people has been calculated, and the average of a semester is about 1/30, that is, only one arrest is made in a month.

It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the chosen one.

It was almost time to go to bed. While Duan Yugeng was sending Ye Chengyu goodnight, his phone vibrated continuously. Ye Chengyu sent him a long series of full stops. He guessed that this fool might be waiting to fall asleep again. , full of helplessness and gentle staring at the screen.

Click Send.

Duan: Good night.

[Good night, the person I like. 】