My Star [Campus]

In the 100m preliminaries, Li Xingyu was the first in the group.

In the 100m final, Li Xingyu won the first place.

In the 200m preliminary round, Li Xingyu ranked first in the group.

In the 200m final, Li Xingyu won the first place.

When Li Xingyu returned, he was greeted by enthusiastic applause from the eighth class.

A boy shouted at the top of his voice, "Welcome to the glorious return of the boss!"

Class [-] burst into laughter.

Li Xingyu couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and raised the mineral water bottle in his hand, "You're welcome."

The other two boys from Class 100 who participated in the 200m and 100m came back together. Their results were also good. They were third in the 200m final and fourth in the [-]m final.

The two were also greeted with applause.

Li Xingyu sat down on the bottom step, Yan Feicheng patted Zhou Yuan to let him sit over, and sat down next to Li Xingyu himself.

"Want to eat?" Yan Feicheng asked Li Xingyu.

Because the first game in the morning was his game, Li Xingyu was afraid that his stomach would hurt if he ate too much, so he only ate two meat buns, which had already been digested by now.

He nodded, "What did you bring?"

Yan Feicheng smiled, grabbed his schoolbag, and unzipped it to show him.

Li Xingyu looked at it with a strange look in his eyes.

A schoolbag full of snacks and drinks.

Li Xingyu picked out a bag of biscuits, Yan Feicheng took out another can of juice, opened it for Li Xingyu and handed it to him.

In the weather at the end of September, the temperature has dropped, but the sun is still hot, and it also brings a bit of scorching heat to the body.

The stands have become a sea of ​​parasols, and as far as the eye can see is an umbrella surface.

Yan Feicheng borrowed a parasol from nowhere, and opened it to cover Li Xingyu from the sun.

Li Xingyu looked at him speechlessly.

Yan Feicheng smiled at him, showing his big white teeth.

"Stupid." Li Xingyu scolded with a smile.

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In the afternoon, there will be men's 800m and 500m races. Class 500 long-distance races are always used to reward points. The only better Zhou Yuan doesn't run [-] because he has to participate in the [-]m.

The two boys came back panting. They were fourth in one group and sixth in the other. They probably would have no points in their grades, but the students still gave them warm applause for their efforts.

The two boys blushed, and they didn't know whether they were hot or ashamed.

When the 800 meters in the first year of high school are finished, it will be the men's 500 and [-] meters.

Zhou Yuan handed the game log to Li Yingying, and told her to remember to call those high jump and long jumpers to participate in the competition, and walked to the inspection office with Jian Xin and Yan Feicheng Li Xingyu.

Zhou Yuan grabbed his hair and looked distressed, "500 meters is really not my strong point..."

Jian Xin patted his arm, "It's all right, just do your best."

Last year, Zhou Yuan participated in a 500-meter race. Halfway through the race, someone accidentally bumped his ankle and did not finish the race.

They walked in front, Li Xingyu and Yan Feicheng walked behind.

Li Xingyu said, "Do your best, don't hold on when you can't run, and end wherever you feel uncomfortable..."

He said worriedly.

Because last year, there was a boy who ran 500 meters. He was uncomfortable and held on. He fell down on the track on the last lap and was sent to the infirmary to lie down for a long time.

Yan Feicheng listened with a smile, eyes full of tenderness, "Okay, I know...well, I will."

The four of them walked to the check-in office and lined up according to the physical education teacher's arrangement.

The check-in office was crowded with athletes who came for check-in and classmates who came with them. Li Xingyu glanced around casually and saw a person.

Du Hui.

He waited on the side of the first year of high school, with an impatient look on his face, frowning with his arms folded, and two younger brothers around him courteously circled him.

only……

Li Xingyu couldn't help but look at him more.

I always feel that his face is a little swollen, and the corners of his eyes seem to be traces left after the bruises have faded.

Who beat you up and still greeted her face?

Li Xingyu curled his lips, thinking amusedly.

If he knew who beat Du Hui, he really wanted to praise that person.

Yan Feicheng, who beat someone up with a sack, has deep merit and fame.

Du Hui waited until Li Xingyu's gaze turned away before he relaxed his tense body, secretly heaving a sigh of relief.

I don't know what this guy's background is, so that his father can scold him every day without giving him pocket money.

Anyway, after Du Hui was beaten up twice, he really didn't dare to be troublesome anymore. He didn't even dare to go to the sophomore year of high school. He even ordered his younger brother to make a detour if he saw Li Xingyu.

Although this is detrimental to the prestige of the elder brother, it must still be important to his life.

What if he hangs around Li Xingyu again and is sued by his father again.

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Generally, not all of the 500 meters will be registered, and there are always a few places vacant.

So generally speaking, the 500 meters are run directly by the same grade.

As soon as the starting gun was fired, a group of boys on the starting line immediately ran away.

Yan Fei's reputation as a school bully is widely spread. Although he did nothing, he still received a lot of nervous and fearful looks.

He stood on the inner side of the runway generously and pulled Zhou Yuan together, but no one came to push them away.

Because of the dominant terrain, Yan Feicheng ran at his usual speed, and also ranked among the top three.

There is a total of 400 meters in one lap of the No. 500 Middle School playground, and it takes nearly four laps to run [-] meters.

In the first lap, Yan Feicheng was third and Zhou Yuan was second.

In the second lap, Yan Feicheng was third and Zhou Yuan was fourth.

In the third lap, Yan Feicheng was second and Zhou Yuan was fifth.

The people on the surrounding runway were almost hoarse from shouting for cheer.

No one expected Yan Feicheng to be so good at running.

You know, there are four sports students participating in this competition, and two are specially practicing long-distance running.

After three laps, everyone's speed had slowed down, and those who were exhausted almost dragged their legs on the track.

Seeing that there was only half a circle left, Yan Feicheng lifted his hair tie up, smiled at Li Xingyu who was running beside him, and gasped, "Xing, Xingxing..."

"Shut up!" Li Xingyu scolded him while holding the towel and mineral water bottle.

Yan Feicheng smiled, "Wait for me at the finish line."

Li Xingyu took a deep look at him, and obediently speeded up, across the entire lawn, and ran directly to the finish line.

Yan Feicheng took a breath and suddenly accelerated his speed.

"Wow, wow, brother Yan, come on!"

"Brother Yan, come on!"

All the onlookers became excited and cheered at the top of their voices.

Yan Feicheng stretched his long legs, and almost immediately shortened the distance with No.1.

No.1 is a sports student. Hearing the restlessness around him and the approaching footsteps behind him, he secretly cursed in his heart and forced himself to speed up.

The two are next to each other, they have already turned the corner, and there is only a straight road left.

Yan Feicheng licked his lips, staring straight at Li Xingyu who was standing at the finish line and frowning at him, grinning, and actually increased his already accelerated speed a bit.

No.1 was striding his legs and thinking that he was about to reach the finish line, and No.2 should not be able to catch up, when suddenly a gust of wind blew by his side.

He looked up in a daze, and saw Yan Feicheng running over with light steps, directly crossing the finish line.

His heart was ashamed, but he didn't relax, and then rushed to the finish line.

Li Xingyu watched Yan Feicheng directly pass the boy in front, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. When Yan Feicheng crossed the finish line, he hurried forward to catch Yan Feicheng.

Yan Feicheng took Li Xingyu to run a few more steps with momentum, a smile flashed across his eyes, he grabbed Li Xingyu with both arms, and suddenly fell to the ground.

He grabbed Li Xingyu's hand and fell down involuntarily.

He fell directly on Yan Feicheng's chest, and before the welcome came, he was hugged by Yan Feicheng who seemed to be exhausted, and rolled directly on the track.

Li Xingyu was still in a daze, when he heard Yan Feicheng panting, "It's not safe over there."

It's not safe, one by one finally accelerated desperately, and couldn't stop their feet even after crossing the finish line.

He lay on Yan Feicheng's body, he could feel the scorching heat of Yan Feicheng's body, next to his ears was the sound of Yan Feicheng panting, one after another, hoarse and magnetic, it made his ears itchy, and he really wanted to scratch them .

Li Xingyu wanted to get up from him, but his body froze suddenly.

Something warm and soft brushed against his neck.

The author has something to say:

Cheng Cheng [idiot laughs]: Hehehe

Let us admit that he is a man who never forgets to tease the stars while running, and finally flops and takes the opportunity to roll around the track with the stars in his arms [Hold fists]