Can't Escape in Youth: Youth

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Say to Liqie, and then pull her, "Let's go."

Liu Aiyin followed behind, "Hey, where are you going?"

Xiang Li didn't turn her head back, and her words were buried in the noisy crowd.

"Hi, Wan Xin." Liu Aiyin greeted generously, hesitated for two seconds, and then called out to the person next to her, "Hi, Miao Zaiqing."

Miao Zaiqing nodded expressionlessly, and her eyes fell back to the field where the high jump competition was being held in the distance.

The two girls sat down next to Wan Xin, and Wan Xin asked casually, "There will be a competition this afternoon, can you take it?"

Hearing this, Xiang Li stabbed Liu Aiyin's arm, she looked more excited than Liu Aiyin.

"Well, it's fine."

Wan Xin nodded, didn't speak any more, and looked into the distance.

The 100-meter race is over, and the next step is Ke Ming's 400-meter race.

Ke Ming greeted his roommate coquettishly in the stands, and when he saw Wan Xin, he was even more exaggerated.

Wan Xin sighed speechlessly, then raised his hand and beckoned in response.

At this time, Qi Ya came up from under the stands, and she walked straight to Wan Xin's position with a clear goal.

Liu Aiyin and Xiang Li, who were chatting and laughing, saw Qi Ya coming up, their voices gradually became quieter, and both of them looked at Qi Ya with a hint of hostility.

Qi Ya stood on the stairs and called out, "Wan Xin."

Wan Xin looked at her and waved his hand, "Come here."

Seeing this, Miao Zaiqing tactfully moved two places to the side.

Qi Ya took Miao Zaiqing's original seat, "When is your basketball game?"

"What about yours this afternoon?"

"It's 400 meters away."

The athletes on the track are ready, waiting for the referee to give orders with a gunshot.

After half a minute, the whining referee finally raised his hand.

There is no need to save energy for the 400 meters, so when the referee fired the gun, all the boys rushed forward with all their strength.

Ke Ming was placed in the middle of the runway. He was a bit behind at the beginning, but he gradually caught up, but when it was nearing the end, another boy caught up with him and reached the finish line one step ahead of him.

Ke Ming won No.2. After running, he took the water handed by his classmates and ran to Wan Xin and the others.

Ke Ming sat down between Qi Ya and Miao Zaiqing, panting heavily, "Hu~hu~ I'm exhausted."

Qi Ya said disdainfully at the side: "No.2 is too embarrassed to be called tired."

"Fuck, I'm a sports student, I'm No. 2 and I'm pretty good."

Ke Ming looked at Miao Zaiqing beside him, "Hey, what project did you apply for?"

"No."

Ke Ming sat for a while, and the panting gradually became quieter. He unscrewed the bottle cap, raised his head, and drank most of the bottle in one gulp.

Qi Ya clicked her tongue, "Drink slowly."

The women's 400 meters are about to start, Qi Ya stood up, "I'm going down first."

Wan Xin encouraged, "Come on."

Ke Ming replied politely, "Don't be the last one."

Qi Ya slapped Ke Ming's sweaty arm ruthlessly, then wiped his shoulders in disgust, turned and walked down the stands.

Ke Ming rubbed his arms and moved to Wan Xin's side, leaned into his ear and asked in a breathy voice, "Girlfriend?"

Wan Xin frowned, and subconsciously looked at Miao Zaiqing who was two seats away.

He looked at the playground intently and probably didn't hear it.

Wan Xin ignored Ke Ming's boring question, and pushed him away with his elbow, "Sit down."

Ke Ming pouted and leaned back in the chair.

Miao Zaiqing insisted on watching Qi Ya's game, and couldn't hold on any longer. He glanced at Wan Xin, who was on the right and left, stood up without saying a word, and was about to leave from the left.

Just two steps away, Wan Xin stopped him and asked him where he was going.

Miao Zaiqing replied lightly, "Dormitory."

Wan Xin stood up, "Together."

Then he looked at Ke Ming again, "Let's go?"

Ke Ming waved his hand, "He ran No.1, so don't brag about it."

Wan Xin smiled, said a few more words to Liu Aiyin, walked up to Miao Zaiqing, "Let's go."

When the two returned to the dormitory, they naturally read the paper again.

One person listens, one person speaks, and the atmosphere is particularly beautiful.

When it was lunch time, Ke Ming came over. He pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing the two people sharing the same table, he said with some hatred, "It's hard to relax, what are you two doing?"

Miao Zaiqing put away the test papers on the table, Wan Xin stood up and took the chair back to his original position.

"Say something."

"Tsk, don't eat, hurry up, my aunt is waiting below."

Wan Xin looked at Miao Zaiqing, and Miao Zaiqing said, "Go first."

Wan Xin nodded, knowing that he didn't like to be with too many people, so he didn't force himself, so he followed Ke Ming and went downstairs.

Miao Zaiqing looked at the time, simply climbed onto the bed and lay down.

Wan Xin returned to the dormitory after eating, but there was no one at the desk, so he looked on the bed.

He gently closed the door, then walked to Miao Zaiqing's desk, and put down the packed food.

Miao Zaiqing slept facing the outside, and her posture was very regular, unlike Ke Ming who would stretch her feet out of the bed when she fell asleep.

Wan Xin slowed down his breathing, quietly.

At this moment, everything was silent.

Miao Zaiqing slept very deeply. When she woke up, it was past two o'clock. When she got out of bed, she saw the packed plastic box on the table, and she was still a little overwhelmed for a while.

He went to the toilet and returned to the desk, and lifted the lid of the plastic box.

It's still the familiar green vegetable noodles, but with a little more ingredients, two golden fried eggs are stacked on top, and the shredded pork in the soup can be seen through the transparent plastic box.

It was already cold, but Miao Zaiqing tore open the packaging of disposable chopsticks based on the principle of not wasting.

After eating two fried eggs, I stirred the noodles into a mess.

It may be because he just woke up and felt full after a few bites.

15, 15

At the same time, in the basketball court.

The men's basketball showdown between Class [-], Class [-] and Class [-], Senior [-] is in full swing.

Wan Xin looked at Ke Ming, his good friend from the fifth class. Ke Ming smiled at him, then turned around with a dribble, took off and passed the ball.

Wan Xin didn't intercept the ball, gave Ke Ming a thumbs up, and quickly returned to defense.

The third and fifth class of high school scored a goal, and the audience in the stands cheered loudly.

During the half-time break, Xia Jingning, the monitor of Class [-], Class [-] and the captain of the men's basketball team, returned to the rest area with the players. He discussed tactics with the players. Because he was a little excited, the veins on his neck emerged clearly.

Before entering the basketball court, Miao Zaiqing could hear cheers from a distance, he hesitated and slowed down his pace.

There were many people sitting in the stands, and there happened to be a seat not far from him, so Miao Zaiqing walked over and sat down.

The basketball uniforms of their class are green, and the uniforms of the third and fifth classes of senior high school are red.

The red and green colors are very eye-catching, giving people a very strong sense of visual impact.

Miao Zaiqing also noticed that the number behind Wan Xin was No. 8, while the number behind Ke Ming happened to be No. 3.

The implication of 3 and 8 must be known to all readers, and the small ones will not be detailed here.

I don't know why, Ke Ming and Wan Xin are always entangled, the two of them come and go, and make some small moves at each other from time to time, as if they are playing a game instead of playing basketball.

Miao Zaiqing watched, the corner of his mouth raised at some point, and by the time he realized it, the basketball game was over.

He looked down at the time, he had only been here for a few minutes.

He looked up at the scorer again.

65 points for the third class and [-] points for the fifth class.

Next is the men's basketball confrontation between Class [-] and Class [-]. Players from both teams have already arrived on the court for warm-up exercises.

People who have finished the game are walking to the stands.

As Wan Xin was walking, he saw a familiar figure, and he quickly walked up the stairs in three steps at a time.

"Hey, Wan Xin."

"Wan Xin."

Ke Ming behind him yelled twice, only to have Wan Xin wave his hand, and he slumped on the seat next to him.

"Fuck, I'm in a hurry to reincarnate."

Wan Xin caught up with the familiar figure.

"In Qing."

Miao Zaiqing turned her head, although she still had a paralyzed face, but Wan Xin felt some nuances different from usual in those eyes.

Pleasure.

"Wait a while and there's a game, let's watch it later."

Miao Zaiqing raised her eyebrows slightly, "Not finished yet?"

Wan Xin nodded, "Well, there is one more."

Miao Zaiqing didn't understand the rules of the game, and his understanding of basketball was limited to one, two, and three-point shots, but he still walked towards Wan Xin.

When the two returned to the stadium, Xia Jingning, a basketball player from Class Three, was looking around, waving at Wan Xin whenever he saw him.

Miao Zaiqing walked to the seat just now and sat down, Wan Xin walked down, and when they passed by Ke Ming, the two of them punched each other, as if they were on the same team.

Ke Ming's team had already complained about the interaction between Ke Ming and Wan Xin on the court, but seeing their behavior again, the others were furious.

Wen Mengrong, the leader of Class [-], stood up, "Damn, you didn't release the water on purpose, did you?"

Ke Ming replied unceremoniously, "Damn it, I'm so dedicated to preventing him, you're blind."

Cheng Ji, the No. 2 team member, jumped up and said angrily: "Who are you talking about? The little tricks you two are doing on the court, we didn't see it, right?"

"That's right, you're not usually at this level, you wouldn't believe it if you didn't do it on purpose." No. 9 team member Wen Hua sneered.

Ke Ming sneered.

You guys don't know anything about Wan Xin's skills, a bunch of bad guys, if it weren't for your labor and capital, you wouldn't even get [-] points.

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