Good brother, your design is broken

Although Beijing High School advocates quality education, but in the third year of high school, no one cares about quality.Not to mention club activities, sports and fine arts, even extracurricular activities would be confiscated.

Xue Jie looked at the words "Physical Education" written on the timetable, and sighed: "I don't know if the next physical education class will be taught by the math teacher or the physics teacher?"

Wang Mei said weakly: "I've realized it. I know that Beijing High School doesn't allow cultural teachers to take up North High students' art and sports classes. I also know that Beijing High allows cultural teachers to occupy senior high school physical education classes. So I've got: Senior high school students are not worthy of being a Beijing high school student." Senior."

The class bell rang, and Lao Liu walked into the classroom.

Alas, it seems that the next class is Chinese class.

But Wang Mei was sharp-eyed and realized that Lao Liu didn't bring any teaching materials, so he took the lead in standing up.

Old Liu stood on the podium, cleared his throat, and said: "Everyone's monthly exam scores are very good this time, and the number of people with a score of 550 or above is the largest among the 20 classes, so today I discussed with other teachers and decided to let you Go to gym class."

Before Lao Liu finished speaking, the crowd cheered.

"Old Liu yyds!"

"Old Liu, I love you!"

Class 8 students have never loved Lao Liu as much as they do now.

In less than 3 minutes, the classroom will be empty. Since Lao Liu won the hard-won physical education class for everyone, we must race against time to make good use of it!

The sports field in early April is green, and the south wind is getting warmer and warmer, and the shade of the trees on both sides is getting thicker and thicker.The sun shone obliquely on the vermilion runway in circles, and the tile-blue sky seemed to be pulled far away.

In such a comfortable environment, even if only 45 minutes of freedom is enough.

Ling Lang jogged around the playground alone.

Originally, Xu Tu and Hou Sijie were following him, but they couldn't run after a circle, and retreated to the flower bed and collapsed.

They looked at the man running at a constant speed with long legs on the runway, and they were in admiration of the boss's physical strength and endurance.

Ling Lang didn't know that Xu Tu and Hou Sijie were gone.He squinted his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of blowing wind while running. He could freely control the wind speed through his running speed, and he could also let his mind go without thinking about anything.

However, all this emptiness and tranquility ended after he saw the killing figure on the basketball court not far away.

He suddenly remembered the early spring a year ago, when Chi Yang transferred to Beijing High School for the first PE class—it was also the most serious PE class he ever attended.

Qin Ye invited Chi Yang to play basketball that day.Chi Yang reluctantly went there. In the first half, he dodged left and right, and he couldn't even pass the ball. In the second half, he suddenly seemed to be a different person. He not only quickly entered the state, but also single-handedly defeated the first half. All the lost points were won back.Afterwards, he asked Chi Yang why he was so good at playing basketball all of a sudden, and Chi Yang said that he learned it in the first half.

Now that I think about it, I must have lied to him.

In fact, Chi Yang's acting skills that time were not that superb, it could even be called full of loopholes.

How can someone who can't play basketball at all learn it in half the time and still play it so well?If this is the case, the NBA must pay tribute collectively.

But he believed it anyway.

At that time, he blindly worshiped Chi Yang to the point that he couldn't understand it.

Chi Yang made a slam dunk and looked back at Ling Lang on the track.

Ling Lang was thinking about him when he caught off guard with his left foot and tripped his right foot, he simply stopped as if nothing had happened, and walked slowly instead.

This class of class 5 is also physical education. They saw that class 8 was happily going to physical education class, so they started to get angry. Their head teacher had no choice but to let them go with a wave.

When Lian Xuelu came to the sports field, he happened to meet Ling Lang who was walking down the track.

The third year of high school was very busy, and the two hadn't met each other for a long time, so they sat together under the banyan tree.

There was no one around, Lian Xuelu quietly asked Ling Lang with a gossip face: "You and Chi Yang, what's going on now?"

Ling Lang: "What do you mean?"

Lian Xuelu: "Then let me be honest, before last summer vacation, I said you have someone you like, is he?"

Ling Lang looked at her and said nothing.

"You definitely want to ask me how I know." Lian Xuelu blinked, "Actually, it's obvious, since he came, you have become gentler, and you are cold to everyone, including your friends. Dude, you are the only one who is obedient and considerate to him, you have all the rules of "The Law of Chasing People", if this is not love!"

"Is it so...obvious?" Ling Lang asked with a slightly complicated expression.

"Actually, it's not that obvious. Don't worry, other people won't be able to see it." Lian Xuelu rubbed his nose, "It's just that I was still secretly in love with you at that time, so I observed it more carefully."

Ling Lang: "...I thought you had given up a long time ago."

Lian Xuelu was speechless: "That's just to lie to you, a person with emotional apathy, that you like this kind of thing, so how can you say that you don't have it!"

If this sentence was put in the past, Ling Lang probably didn't understand it, but now, he still agrees.

So, he nodded and said "That's right", and he received a shocked look from Lian Xuelu.

"But I want to make it clear that now I really don't have any thoughts about you other than being a friend." Lian Xuelu raised three fingers, "I asked you to help me chase him when I was a sophomore in high school. Test your reaction, if you really like men, then I will give up immediately."

Ling Lang never imagined that there would be such a story about the eighteen bends of the mountain road between them.Perhaps even Xuelu was born with "emotional apathy", which is opposite to his "emotional apathy".

"Later, I went to find Chi Yang and found out what he thought of you, and you two are actually two-way!"

Hearing the word "two-way", Ling Lang lowered his head, stared at his toes, and suddenly smiled with the corners of his lips curled up.

It seems that even Xuelu is not so sharp-eyed.

Lian Xuelu rubbed his eyes and said in surprise: "Brother Lang, so you can laugh!"

The second semester of the third year of senior high school is hasty and peaceful. Even if every day is almost the day before copying and pasting, everyone can still make some small surprises occasionally to entertain themselves, relieve anxiety, and sprint with peace of mind.

However, the accident happened in the last month before the college entrance examination. That afternoon, the sun was just right. According to the usual practice, Lao Liu randomly checked everyone's dictation before class, and then ordered a student to write on the blackboard. This time it was Ling Lang.

When Ling Langmo was writing, he made a mistake in writing a word that had been emphasized many times.

Old Liu stood behind him, sighing three times in a fit of hatred: "Some people, maybe they have a feud with this word, and they just don't want to recognize it when they are determined, no matter how many times they are punished—"

The following words came to an abrupt end, and with the exclamation of the students in the first row, Lao Liu fell straight down. Ling Lang turned around in a hurry, and before he could hold him, Lao Liu fell heavily to the ground.

The classroom suddenly became chaotic.

Seeing this, Chi Yang in the last row immediately dropped his pen and ran to the podium in two or three steps. When he passed by He Bai, he said to him, "Squad leader, call for first aid."

He Bai, who was already frightened, immediately took out his mobile phone to make a call, and Ye Lingling, the deputy class leader, also reacted and ran outside the classroom to call for someone.

Ling Lang, who was the closest to Lao Liu and witnessed Lao Liu's fall with his own eyes, had cold hands and feet, trembling all over, and his mind went blank. When he heard Chi Yang behind him say "Get out of the way", he immediately stepped aside stiffly.

Chi Yang saw Lao Liu taking medicine for heart disease, knelt down and said calmly: "Old Liu must have a heart attack, everyone please sit down, don't get in the way, Qin Ye, Yu Zhirui, you two come and help me do it together recovery."

Chi Yang's voice was too calm and reliable, it seemed that the chaotic classroom had been injected with a tranquilizer.

The doctors from the school infirmary came to the classroom first, and they were helpless in this situation. Fortunately, Chi Yang took immediate first aid measures. It wasn't too dangerous at the moment, and soon the ambulance from the large hospital near the school arrived.

When Lao Liu was being carried down on a stretcher, the grade director Ma Baiwu and several school leaders also rushed over.

Seeing a figure in school uniform about to follow into the ambulance, Ma Baiwu quickly stopped him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"I'm going to the hospital..."

Ma Baiwu met Ling Lang's red eyes and was stunned. In the blink of an eye, Ling Lang got into the ambulance, and in the blink of an eye, Chi Yang also rushed up.

Hospital emergency waiting area.

Ling Lang sat on the blue chair, with his elbows on his knees, his face buried in his arms, the whole person was silent, too quiet.

Chi Yang sat aside and watched, with a hint of worry on his face.

He felt that Ling Lang might have been stimulated and thought of Ling Jin.

Sure enough, he heard Ling Lang say in a trembling voice: "It's possible that Lao Liu was angry with me, if I didn't misspell that word..."

"It's just a coincidence." Chi Yang immediately said warmly, "Look at Lin Mengtian and Lao Liu, when did Lao Liu have a heart attack?"

Ling Lang paused, slowly raised his reddish eyes, and looked at Chi Yang: "Old Liu won't be able to wake up, right?"

"No." Chi Yang said firmly.

Ling Lang's Adam's apple twitched violently a few times: "I hope you didn't lie to me this time."

Chi Yang let out an "um", and smiled soothingly, but there was a trace of imperceptible bitterness on his lips.

It seems that his credit value with Ling Lang is indeed on the verge of exhaustion.

Ling Lang buried his face back in his arms again.

Chi Yang bent down, and his entire broad chest covered Ling Lang's stiff back. Ling Lang trembled, but he didn't dodge.