just fight with you

The class relay race was in the afternoon, just after the lunch break, the spirits of the class were not very refreshed, and a large group of people dragged their feet to attack from the class camp.

The five-person relay race required the cooperation of three boys and two girls, and the standing position was not mandatory. Several participants in the class were dragged by Yang Min to hold a mobilization meeting.

Yang Min spoke with high enthusiasm, rolled his eyes, Zhang Kaiming spread out on the chair and was about to fall asleep, he rolled up the report in his hand, and greeted Zhang Kaiming's face a few times to pick him up.

Turning his head and looking at the remaining people, Yang Min felt relieved, one by one, and he was sent to call the soul back with a trumpet.

Two girls were sitting together, one was wandering, the other was not, but he didn't listen to Yang Min's words, maybe he was about to play a game, and he was a little nervous and fidgety.

The weather was sweltering and hot, most people just woke up from their lunch break and couldn't lift up their energy and didn't want to mention it, Qi Qi was no exception, he stood for a while, then sat back, obviously not regaining consciousness.

Several contestants, looking left and right now, are standing on the sidelines to warm up, Yang Min finally feels a little comforted.

Zuo Gu simply finished warming up, walked up to Qi Qi, and asked, "Qi Qi, do you need me to accompany you when you run?"

Qi Qi woke up not feeling well, didn't want to talk, just glanced at Zuo Gu, after sitting for a while, from the corner of the eye he saw Zuo Gu bent down and squatted down, and stood up again after a while.

Zuo Gu had an extra bottle of mineral water in his hand.The half box of mineral water at his feet was frozen in the refrigerator for a lunch break, and now it has been outside for more than ten minutes, and it is not very cold, with slightly cool drops of water on the body of the bottle.

Zuo Gu touched the side of Qi Qi's face with the body of the bottle, a drop of water slid down his face, fell into his collar, was absorbed, leaving a very shallow water mark on the collar.

After a short two seconds, nothing happened.

Zuo Gu stretched out his sinful hand again: "Qi Qi, you've recovered."

Qi Qi's eyeballs were a little slow, turned to the end of his eyes, and glanced to the left, he didn't know if he didn't come back to his senses or what, the attack power was not strong, and the coolness on the side of his face was still there.

Qi Qi lowered his eyes, looking at the bottle that was still pressed against his face, as if he was about to strike in the next second.

Seeing this from the side, Zhang Kaiming woke up frightened. In order to avoid Zuo Gu being silenced, he quickly sat up straight and raised his hand to Zuo Gu: "Brother Gu, give me a bottle of water."

Zuo Gu moved away the bottle on the side of Qi Qi's face, bent down and took a bottle of water from the box, threw it to Zhang Kaiming, then turned his head to look at the girls next to Zhang Kaiming, and asked them if they wanted to help get the water, seeing them After nodding, Zuo Gu took a few more bottles of water and threw them to Zhang Kaiming.

Zhang Kaiming consciously gave the girl some water and looked back.Zuo Guzheng stared at Qi Qi's side face for a while, then stretched out his hand again.

Zhang Kaiming guessed that the water on Qi Qi's face should be rubbed against by the bottle just now, and Zuo Gu wanted to wipe it off for him.

Qi Qi noticed Zuo Gu's movements, raised his eyes to meet Zuo Gu's eyes, and after a while, Zuo Gu shyly withdrew his hand, and offered mineral water to Qi Qi courteously.

Qi Qi took the water, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said something to Zuo Gu, Zhang Kaiming reckoned that Qi Qi said "get lost" because Zuo Gu cooperated with him and took a small step back.

After finishing the pre-match preparations, on the field, gunshots rang out, Zuo Gu started with great momentum, and suddenly opened a clear distance from the other class, Zuo Gu handed over the second baton, rushed forward a few steps, and stood still Then he waved to Qi Qi.

He made several hand gestures in a row, Qi Qi didn't remember all the movements, but he knew it probably meant cheering.

Qi Qi only glanced at him, and quickly looked away, because as soon as Zuo Gu's movement came out, there was a clamor of boys and girls nearby.

Qi Qi is very sure that this person did it on purpose, just like a peacock that is flamboyantly trying to spread its tail.

The girl who took the second baton was Tang Yuan, a veteran on the track. When she handed over the third baton to Zhang Kaiming, she remained in the third position.

Zhang Kaiming was also very powerful, rushing forward with all his brains, holding on to No.2.

As far as the smooth coordination of these few sticks is concerned, Qi Qi feels that there is no reason for their class to lose to class seven in every sports competition.

Then, Qi Qi was dumbfounded.

Yao Xiaoan took over the fourth baton, and with his own strength, he turned the second place that the previous few people had fought so hard for into the third and fourth place, until the bottom.

Yao Xiaoan still had more than 100 meters to run to the handover point, Qi Qi turned his head, got into a starting posture, and stretched out his hands behind him.

The people next to him had already taken the stick and rushed out, but Qi Qi didn't catch the stick for a long time.

Qi Qi turned around in doubt.

Yao Xiaoan usually doesn't exercise much, but now his face is pale and there is not much blood on his face. He almost walks here, step by step slower.

The classmates who ran over from the track shouted louder than each other to cheer Yao Xiaoan up.

Yao Xiaoan seemed to have reached her limit, she couldn't run at all, because she was anxious, tears began to roll in her eyes.

After finally handing the stick to Qi Qi, Yao Xiaoan still couldn't hold back his tears, wiped his tears, lowered his head and cried with self-reproach: Their class could have won, if it wasn't for her...

"An'an is not bad, you are already great!" He Lele comforted her with a smile.

Tang Yuan helped her loosen her shoulders, looking a little excited: "An'an, you successfully finished the run, super amazing! The other classes cheered for you just now!"

The boy also comforted her in a flurry of words: "Last year, the girl from Class [-] was replaced without even finishing halfway. You are much better than her!"

"That's right! You see that you have persevered, and our class may not necessarily lose, isn't there still Brother Qi, you have to trust Brother Qi..."

"Damn! Brother Qi is so awesome!"

Amidst the consoling voices, a boy in the class suddenly broke out this sentence.

Everyone looked over together.

On the runway, Qi Qi rushed very fast, he had already sprinted from backwards to the front, like an accelerated version of a greedy snake, galloping past the people in front one by one, and one more person, and ran to the third position.

Qi Qi's head was a little hot, and his heartbeat was much more intense than usual. He felt the wind howling in his ears was hot, and behind him, the shouts from the class one after another became more and more intense.

In fact, he didn't care about these class rankings, but he still ran hard without any slack.

Although Lao Ce firmly stated that they must win class seven in the class competition, he did not put pressure on them, and the students in the class did not show that they must win.

But Qi Qi knew that everyone really wanted to win.

Their class's academic performance has always been at the top of each class, but in the sports meeting, their class's grades are either at the bottom or at the bottom of the list, and they have never won in this regard.

Especially knowing that this may be the last sports meeting in their high school career, the old strategy is to encourage students who have not participated in the competition to actively participate, so Yao Xiaoan participated in the competition, so Yao Xiaoan blamed himself to the point of tears.

As Qi Qi struggled to surpass the second, the whole class rang out in unison with shouts of hard work and cheers, making the scene out of control for a while.

There was an uproar again, and then Quan ran towards Qi Qi.

The boy Qi Qi passed suddenly tripped his foot and fell on Qi Qi's body.

The people on the field rushed very fast, and even a small collision with external force was enough to cause serious consequences.

The school playground is a gravel runway. When Qi Qi was hit and staggered and was about to fall off the runway, the gravel on the ground reflected a piercing white light, and he couldn't see clearly for a moment.

At this time, a person suddenly rushed over to catch him, very fast.

Qi Qi first felt something hard hit the side of his face, it was very painful, and then he hugged his waist tightly, the strong heartbeat of that person was next to his ears, his forehead was pressed against his neck, the body temperature of the two , are too high.

He was hugged by that person and fell to the other side forcefully.

Things were developing too fast, and Qi Qi rolled around on the lawn out of inertia.

After the buffer, Qi Qi got up.

Seeing the front, the boy who passed just now fell violently and frighteningly.The knees on both sides were blood-red, and the wound was tearing to the point where the split blood could not be shed. Now he was curling up and hugging his legs in pain, and was taken down by the people in his class to deal with it.

Qi Qi came to his senses, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Zuo Gu who was sitting up from the ground with his hands propped up.

Zuo Gu was sitting on the lawn, his clothes were covered with scraps of grass, his arms and the back of his clothes were also stained with sand, there was a red mark on his collarbone, his right leg was bent, and half of his left leg was still stretched out on the track.

Qi Qi looked at him and asked, "How are you doing?"

Zuo Gu waved his hands and said with a smile, "It's all right."

Zuo Gu was wearing sports shorts, and there were a few minor abrasions on his calf, and his knees were red, but not broken.

Qi Qi approached and felt that his feet were placed unnaturally and a little stiff.

Noticing something, Qi Qi's eyes dimmed, and asked him: "Twisted?"

Zuo Gu's foot was actually sprained a little, it's not a big problem, after sitting for a while now, he didn't feel any discomfort.

He was about to get up, seeing Qi Qi's nervous expression, one could even say that he was overly worried about him, Zuo Gu felt very useful.

So, with a slightly uncomfortable expression on his face, he rolled his eyes at his sprained ankle, touched his left foot in a somewhat contrived manner, and smiled forcedly: "It's nothing, just a little scratch."

Then grabbed Qi Qi's hand and stood up with strength.

It was slow and difficult.

Gao Yan was the first to rush over, supporting Zuo Gu from the other side, screaming anxiously: "Brother Gu sprained his ankle?! Go away! Go to the infirmary!"

Zhang Kaiming followed Gao Yan, looked at the ground, and suddenly became very cautious.If it wasn't for Zuo Gu's quick reaction, according to Qi Qi's posture of throwing his face to the side just now, not to mention disfigurement, at least a layer of skin would be torn on his face.

Qi Qi and Zuo Gu rolled a few laps on the ground too violently, Yang Min was very worried that they would fall into trouble.Seeing that the two of them are still standing up now, they feel relieved a lot. First, they looked at Zuo Gu, who didn't seem to be seriously injured. He tilted his head and asked Qi Qi if he was injured. A game, if you can't run, you can't run...

Qi Qi interrupted Yang Min and said, "It's okay, I can run, you take him to the infirmary."

Zuo Gu was surrounded by people rushing from behind, Qi Qi was squeezed outside, he looked at Zuo Gu who was surrounded in the middle, turned around and ran back to the track, towards the finish line.

"It's not hurt, Gao Yan, let me go! Let go! I just hurt a little, go to the infirmary..."

"It's not serious, it was so difficult just now, Brother Gu, it's not ashamed to sprain your ankle, what's wrong with going to the infirmary?"

Gao Yan thought that Zuo Gu refused to go to the infirmary because he wanted to save face.

Zuo Gu pushed Gao Yan away, and took two steps outside, just like usual: "See, you are still walking like flying, it's over, you all disperse, and whoever has a competition later, hurry up."

After Zuo Gu finished speaking, he wanted to witness the heroic appearance of his deskmate galloping across the finish line.

Ke Jing saw that he was not putting enough force on his foot, so he stopped him: "Brother Gu, I think your foot is really sprained, didn't there be a person in other classes last year who didn't change before the injury, and his leg swelled like a pig's trotter in half an hour. "

As soon as Ke Jing's words came out, Zuo Gu was half-pushed and half-pushed by the class, and pushed back to his own class camp.

He was not allowed to stir up trouble.

After all, he will have to rely on him to increase the class score in the next competition.