Fake Boyfriend Overturned [Campus]

During the two and a half days of the sports meeting, Xu Tonglan hardly rested.

The 400-meter hurdle jump relay, what is difficult for him to participate in.

It's not that the sports committee bullied him, it's just that most of the students in class 15 are concerned about their IQ and can't care about their physical fitness.

But Xu Tonglan himself was not unhappy at all.

The boy in the second grade of essence likes to listen to the cheers of his classmates, likes to stand on the highest point of the podium like a hero, and likes to watch the teacher in charge smile with approval and kindness, and hand him flowers and trophies.

And this year, he likes to be accompanied by a little classmate named Lin Shi'an. Although he seems to be holding his book in his homework, he always looks at him in his highlight moments.

In the last match of two and a half days, Lin Shi'an and Xu Tonglan went to the inspection office together.

4×100 meters, Lin Shian originally reported to play.

He can run fast, but he is not very keen on running, and he is not interested in the speed competition on the field.

However, the rule in the class is that each person should submit at least one event. After thinking about it, he decided to run the easiest 100 meters.

In the end, it was all because of Shen Yuer's bad bar net. By the time he got stuck, the 100 meters had already been snatched up, leaving only the group events.

The sports cells in the key class are not good, and the whole grade takes it for granted. Even if the water running is at the bottom, no one will say anything, but the group events are different. The 4-time relay is the hard work of four people, and one person loses the chain , the painstaking efforts of the other three were all in vain.

林时安没办法，在4×400与4×100之间纠结了半秒钟，果断矮子里拔将军选择了4×100。

When the sticks were divided, Xu Tonglan, as the leader of class [-], won four sticks without accident. For some unknown reason, the sports committee naturally arranged three sticks for Lin Shi.

By the way, he gave the two of them a friendly look, "You two have such a good relationship, you will never be separated wherever you go, and of course you have to go forward and backward in the relay."

"No way," Lin Shi'an said with a gloomy face, "it's really no way."

He wasn't very good at cornering, and he wasn't familiar with handing over the stick. He originally wanted to run a stick, but since it was decided, he didn't say much, and started the daily practice with the sports committee.

The slight disadvantage of the curve is not obvious at first glance, even in daily training, but it will be fully exposed when it is actually racing on the track.

Lin Shi'an had no choice but to go to the playground to practice over and over again at night by himself, and to greet the bad net in Brother Shen's shop over and over again.

With his legs filled with lead, he floated back to the dormitory under the fluffy moonlight, and saw Xu Xueba who was at his desk suddenly raised his head, "Are you going to practice running?"

"Ah."

"Aren't you okay?"

"..."

Lin Shi'an raised his eyebrows and said provocatively, "Do you want to try?"

"I said curve."

"Oh," he was instantly discouraged, pulled the seat and sat down dejectedly, "Did you see it?"

Xu Tonglan has learned running professionally, so it is not uncommon to see that his problem is not unusual. The frustration of an extra night of training arose spontaneously, and he sighed heavily, "I will go to practice again tomorrow morning."

"Are you running four sticks?"

"Me?" Lin Shi'an was stunned.

"Don't worry," Xu Tonglan gently rolled Wusan's side page with his fingers, and after a while, he showed his usual proud and confident smile, "You will definitely be the one who hit the red line tomorrow."

He turned half sideways, looked at Lin Shi'an, and added the last part of the sentence, "I will help you close the gap, and I will be the first to hand over the baton to you."

Lin Shi'an was stunned, the scorching eyes of the boy in the red and white school uniform fell on his face, as if it was actually hot, he suddenly felt that he had to expend a lot of strength to keep his eyes on him.

On the red and white runway, Lin Shi'an saw Xu Tonglan pass the baton smoothly, and rushed towards him.

He stood up according to the posture of Xu Tonglan passing his hands, his eyes were chasing Xu Tonglan's figure for a moment, and his palms were sweating.

On a clear afternoon, the tired sun fell on Xu Tonglan's body. He ran very fast, even faster than every time before.

One meter, two meters...

Step by step, he overtook the person in front of him, and then he threw a further and further distance step by step, and ran towards the four sticks that looked a little nervous.

In the 4×100-meter race, all three rods are handed over at the same horizontal line, and the straight sprint of the four rods is not like the first three rods being staggered and spaced, but the only one in the relay. The running area of ​​​​all people is exactly the same.

So he wants to be the first to hand over the baton to his teammates, and give Lin Shian the absolute advantage in the start.

He saw Lin Shi'an start to speed up in the relay zone, met his frequent gazes, the sweat was dripping down on that clear face, he seemed to be able to see clearly.

The moment he held the baton with both hands at the same time, a small tremor swayed from his hands, and the scorching breath sprayed his ears.

Until Lin Shi'an quickly accelerated away, like an arrow leaving the string, his back became smaller and smaller.

Xu Tonglan still couldn't look back.

He never ran a role other than four-bats.

As long as Xu Tonglan can remember, he is the proud son of heaven. He will always be cheered and held by others. He should always be the one who crosses the finish line and enjoys the applause.

However, this time, he watched Lin Shi'an take advantage of the absolute advantage he handed out and ran all the way, with the red ribbon running across his waist, but he felt satisfied like never before.

The students in Class [-] jumped up and cheered for Lin Shi'an, so Xu Tonglan mixed his voice with the sound of the crowd, chanting the name that touched his heartstrings unscrupulously.

He saw the excited young man looking in his direction from the finish line, he didn't dare to guess who Lin Shi'an was looking for.

Until the moment when the latter met his vision, a bright smile bloomed on Bai Shengsheng's face. The boy in the uniform jumped up and waved the red and white baton. Shouting his name aloud—

"Xu Tonglan!"

His heart was suddenly hit.

"Look at me."

"What?" Panting, Lin Shi'an wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the aftertaste of running excitement lingered on his face. He took advantage of the situation and looked over, and saw Xu Tonglan suddenly flipped on the spot and stood upside down by the wall.

"Amazing brother!" Lin Shi'an excitedly applauded his performance.

Xu Tonglan turned back and snapped his fingers at him.

Presumably, the occurrence of love should be a positive feedback. Once there is a sign, everything related to him will become a catalyst, and the heartbeat will only intensify, infinitely magnified, like a spark falling into a straw pile.

A little bit of kindness to himself can make him burn, and a little bit of grievance he has suffered can make him feel bad. Even staying with him becomes a silent temptation, until it goes deep into the bone.

Even being number one in the grade can't solve this biology problem.

So he admits, he just likes him.

Just stand on your head, Xu Tonglan thought to himself.

When he likes someone, his whole heart is filled. He doesn't want to lose it, and he can't lose it.