Boyfriend is the ceiling of combat effectiveness

Although the track was surrounded by people, no one shouted loudly, and the referee's elongated voice sounded in the silence.

"Everyone on your marks, get ready—"

As everyone held their breath, a signal gun went straight into the air.

The first athletes lined up diagonally rushed out in unison, followed by the sound of drums used to create the atmosphere.

After the first runner only ran a distance of tens of meters, the referee arranged for the second runner to take over.

Lin Ji still couldn't see Xiao Lu running out, so he could only observe Ming Han from the side.He was tapping his heels lightly on the track, and a black shirt on his body was quite conspicuous among the colorful track and field uniforms.

The running lines seem to divide the lingering red runway into eight worlds that are visible to each other but cannot interfere with each other. The 400-meter distance is not long, and it takes only one minute for the participating male players. The athletes who took the first shot quickly reappeared in the field of vision after a circle.

From the rankings visible to the naked eye, Xiaolu was in the second and third place. She insisted on running a few steps behind Ming Han who had already stretched out her hand, and raised the baton in her palm. The action that should have been successfully completed, was lost between the two of them. The moment it was handed over, it fell off the stick.

There was an accident in the first ring, and exclamations burst out from the surrounding students, followed by cheers and encouragements that kept coming into my ears.In the already unfavorable situation, Ming Han could only quickly squat down and pick up the baton rolled on one side to start again. During this period, three or four players who were not far behind passed him.

The onlookers were still noisy and crowded, and Lin Ji followed the referee's instructions and stepped into Ming Han's replacement position. This time, his gaze could follow the former player far away.The man's white sneakers still dazzled a little in his stride.

The competition is quite fierce, and the contestants in each course are galloping freely like wild horses, and can instantly leave behind the cheering sound like the turbulent waves at the starting point, turning them into fast-moving fuzzy moving points in the eyes of the onlookers.

When Ming Han became clear in his sight again, he had successfully recovered the position of No.2.

In the sultry autumn wind, the young man was running towards him with all his strength, and at the same time raised his hand and raised the baton to signal Lin Ji to get ready.It seems that because of the impact of the previous mistake, he was more cautious when passing the bat. When the two were quite close, it was almost directly delivered to the arms of the third batter.

From Lin Ji's fingertips came a soft but icy feeling, obviously not a baton feeling, the bones were distinct and slender.

He didn't realize it until he ran out half a circle. It was Ming Han's finger that just stabbed his palm.

Shouts kept ringing in his ears, Lin Ji didn't have much time to think, and his eyes were only on the runner who was still leading in front of him.The distance between the two of them was dozens of meters, and there was almost no hope of catching up.

He could only follow his own runway and try his best to close the distance.The wind whistled in my ears, but the starting point was just around the corner as my thoughts changed.

The handover between Lin Ji and Xiaohong was completed in an instant, and the last sports student grabbed the baton and turned his head to chase after him. The cleanliness from start to acceleration was jaw-dropping.

After the end of the field, Lin Ji and the other two joined together. First, they exchanged glances with Ming Han silently, and then the two also reached an incomplete consensus that the No.1 in this match should be missed.

Xiaolu was still panting tiredly, shook her head and sighed: "Qi Dao is really too fast, we lost a lot of time when we dropped the stick, even Gu Hongyi couldn't catch up."

Ming Han clenched his fist and hammered the position of his lower back, relieving the tension and soreness caused by two consecutive rounds of fast running, but his eyes were fixed on the track where the competition continued.

The contestants in the seventh track are from the first experimental class.

The best at sports in the class with good grades.

It is also the best in the class that is good at sports.

"It doesn't matter, we can still meet in the final." As the relay race came to an end, he withdrew his gaze and his tone became flat: "Get ready, the school bully is going to scold the street."

Just as Zhao Zilu expected, Gu Hongyi crossed the finish line closely behind the seventh runner, and it was only two steps away, but it was difficult to catch up.After Gu Xiaoba finished the race, the first thing he did when he recovered was to turn around and run back, grabbing Xiaolu and Minghan's hair with both hands.

"I'm just wondering, you two little trash can't even hold a stick? What else can you do but embarrass me." After he finished speaking, he suddenly tilted his head and coughed, really a little furious. look.

"It hurts, hurts...let go." Little Green yelled in pain.

It wasn't a deliberate drop. Let's save our strength and advance to the finals. Look at this violent temper.

Taking advantage of Gu Hong choking on the wind and coughing, Lin Ji squeezed his wrist to help save Ming Han's forehead hair, and then ignored Xiao Lu, letting them quarrel together.

"Are you alright?"

Ming Han raised his hand and brushed his messy bangs, nodded with a calm expression, "I just finished warming up."

"Arrogant." Lin Ji walked off the field with him with a clear smile.

"go back?"

"I can not go back."

Facing Ming Han's suspicious eyes, Lin Ji raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the rostrum, and sure enough, he remembered the familiar broadcasting sound at the right time.

"Athletes who participated in the men's high jump in the second and third groups are invited to wait for the inspection at the central inspection office of the playground."

The two who had had enough of squabbling at the side also came over when they heard the sound of the broadcast, Gu Hong looked up and down at Lin Ji's attire, and then said with some disdain: "Just wearing such skinny pants to jump high? Are you competing, or making waves, showing off your long legs in front of the school girls?"

"Do I have to show off my long legs?" Lin Ji thought it was funny and asked back.

Gu Hong snorted lightly, "Seriously, I have a new set of sportswear in my bag. There is not much difference in height between us, so you can change into them. Otherwise, your trousers will be useless after four games."

"It's not much difference, you are [-], and others are [-], how about you?" Xiaolu murmured beside him.

Lin Ji was going to say "It's not a problem", but suddenly recalled the cold touch just now in his mind, and his voice changed to "Then lend me a replacement."

So he followed Xiaohong to change clothes at the fastest speed, and Minghan took the number cloth to replace the inspection first.

Generally speaking, people who don't have two brushes will not sign up for the high jump event in the sports meeting, especially in a school like Yigao that recruits sports students widely.On the field in the center of the green space, there are all handsome boys in line, wearing sports-style shorts and shorts, moving around to warm up and prepare to show off their skills in the next game.

The list of 4x400m preliminaries has just sounded from the loudspeaker not far away, and the team of Class 2 of the third year is ranked No.[-] in the group.

With the announcement of the results, cheers erupted from the surrounding auditorium, perhaps the class that had a contestant selected for the final was celebrating.There is a high probability that Class [-] is also applauding their promotion at this moment, but it is too far away to hear it with their own ears.

The broadcast has been stopped for a while, but the surrounding crowd is still commotion.Ming Han originally thought it was because of some ongoing competition, but following everyone's gaze, he saw two tall and straight figures walking side by side.

Zhao Zilu stood on the periphery of the inspection team, stretched his arms lazily, and looked at the two people who were approaching gradually, with an expected smile on his face.

"Hey, I knew that Gu Hongyi's sportswear must be this hot red and black color."

Within sight, Lin Ji, who had already changed his clothes, was walking beside Gu Xiaoba.He was wearing a standard pair of casual trousers just now, but now he has changed into loose shorts with sports leggings.The upper body is a vest with red and black stripes, with short sleeves and a sporty design. When you raise your hand, you can see the entire exposed arm.

The bright and cool colors are matched with Lin Ji's fair complexion, and he has an absolutely resistant appearance. Even if the whole body is crowded, he will not hide in the presence of all living beings.

The whispers among the onlookers were vague and unreal, but the most frequently repeated word was "legs". "

Gu Hongyi's height was originally top-notch among high school students. Due to long-term physical training, his muscles are flamboyant and beautiful. However, Lin Ji, who was walking beside him, was taller from the waist down. With the elongated buff blessing of black slim-fit sweatpants.

The intuitive feeling is that the dazzling eyes are slender and straight, and the beautiful arc brought out when walking with legs apart is definitely an irresistible charm.

If according to Bao Hongyi's statement, Lin Ji's attire before changing clothes can be called "show legs", then he is undoubtedly "selling legs" now.

Moreover, he was the only player among the hundred and ten players in the audience who could get out of the circle directly with his legs without doing anything.

The two walked towards the inspection office at basically the same pace. The visual impact was too strong, as if they could perform what is called "reaching the sky in one step" in the next second.Zhao Zilu sighed and shook his head, and if they let them walk side by side for a while, a new cult cp might appear on the post bar.

"Brother, I didn't say you... You, it will be difficult to find a partner in the future, right?"

"Huh? What do you mean?" Lin Ji didn't get Xiaolu's point at all.

"Now which girl is willing to stand with someone whose legs are more eye-catching than her own. If you two wear skirts together, passers-by will not necessarily look at anyone."

"Oh." Lin Ji frowned indifferently, and then asked back: "Then you must at least tell me a reason, why should I wear skirts side by side with the girl??"

Zhao Zilu chuckled and said mischievously, "Don't be serious, it's just an analogy."

Too lazy to pay attention to the strange thinking of the "Sage of Love", Lin Ji did a few leg raises on the spot to warm up for the next competition, and the burning eyes of the surrounding female students almost never moved away from him.

"Are you shaking?" The expression on Ming Han's face couldn't tell whether it was distaste or something, his eyes fell slightly coldly on the bare arms of the person in front of him, "Why, won't you be afraid of the cold again?"

"It's better to move."

"You just go on, don't go to the store to find me if you catch a cold and have a fever in the middle of the night."

Lin Ji smiled guiltyly, and seemingly casually put the school uniform jacket in his hand on Ming Han's body, "Your hands were quite cold just now."

After finishing this movement, he continued to warm up, raising his arms and shaking his waist from side to side.Ming Han turned his head to look at the coat on his shoulders, narrowed his long and narrow eyes but said nothing.

When the qualifying competition for the high jump group was about to start, the broadcast just reminded the "sand trap long jump" project inspection. Gu Hongyi and Zhao Zilu went to the next field to prepare.

"Hey, don't go, help me pay attention to things later."

"I know." Ming Han hugged his coat and sat on the wooden table beside the competition area. From his angle, he could clearly see the situation on the high jump field.I don't know why, but he feels that his appearance is a bit strange, as if...

That kind of thought only flashed in my mind, and then a familiar voice sounded in my ear.

"I'm going to play, why don't you say it?" Lin Ji, who was about to enter the lottery area, still turned his head and looked back, with inexplicable anticipation in his eyes.

What to say?

Ming Han didn't react for a while, and after a pause for a few seconds, he suddenly remembered what he had heard earlier before going on stage. Although he felt childish in his heart, his lips still moved twice with honesty.

"Come on, tablemate."

The author has something to say: Lin Ji: "Like what?"

Ming Han: "...Like a logistical daughter-in-law who is holding her clothes on the field and obediently waiting for her boyfriend to return in triumph."

Lin Ji: "Then when I'm off, you should jog up to meet me and shout sweetly: Brother is awesome!"

Ming Steel Straight Man Han: "You're thinking about peach."