They all said the school grass likes me

"Concentrate on studying?" The girl was stunned, "Isn't he from your class? Students in your class should concentrate on studying? I heard correctly, right?"

"Times have changed." Zhong Yue took his chin and nodded at Zhou Yu, "Haven't you heard that there is a student god in our class this semester."

"Yeah." The girl nodded blankly, "I've heard of it."

The next second she realized, she covered her mouth in shock: "Then the student god is him?"

Zhong Yue nodded.

A little proud of offering treasures.

"Wow." The girl's face was full of admiration, "I thought it was a four-eyed boy...is he so handsome? Then he is fine if he doesn't have a date. If he doesn't have a date, he is everyone's idol, and no one can touch him."

Zhong Yue smiled and nodded: "I think so too."

-

The classmates next to me seem to know each other again.

It may not be acquaintances, it is purely because they both speak Cantonese and made nervous speeches before the game, so they chatted together.

Zhou Yu couldn't get in the conversation, so he didn't really care. He continued to do some simple activities to keep himself warm.Soon the physical education teacher came over and blew his whistle to direct.

Zhou Yu understood [-]-[-]% of the simple instructions, and guessed [-]% to [-]% based on the movements of the people next to him. He followed everyone's movements and stood on the starting line. He watched the teacher raise the bright yellow flag representing "ready", His eyes returned to the brick-red runway in front of him.

The whistle sounded suddenly, and the small flag was suddenly lowered.

"beep--"

Everyone starts running.

All track races will definitely receive the most enthusiastic cheers from the audience at the moment of starting. A few inexperienced long-distance runners are stimulated by this kind of shouting, and they rush out like an arrow from the string, and they are basically cold.

They will be surpassed infinitely in the future, and become tools used by accelerators to calculate mileage points.

Zhou Yu walked between the second and third echelons unhurriedly, still adjusting his breathing.

Probably because of his thin body, he is prone to getting a headache and getting injured easily. This is also the reason why he didn't continue to practice even though his grades in the Taekwondo team were not bad when he was young.

It takes seven and a half laps to run 3000 meters. After the first lap, there is already a significant difference.

It is not obvious in terms of speed, but the breathing of the students next to me is much more chaotic than before.

After the second lap, Zhou Yu had almost gotten used to it, and had unknowingly moved from between the second and third echelons to the front of the second echelon.

There are two sports students in the first echelon. It can be seen from the equipment that they are very professional.There is also a considerable distance from the second echelon.

At the beginning of the third lap, Zhou Yu adjusted his breathing and pace again, increasing his speed.

"Is the pretty guy on number 9 sprinting now!" The classmate who was watching side by side with Zhong Yue was surprised, "He ran very fast, but now he loses strength after a while!"

"Maybe from the third lap to the last." Zhong Yue said.

That classmate looked at Zhong Yue with an expression of "Do you think I'm a fool?": "Sprint 2000 meters?"

"It doesn't seem right." Zhong Yue said.

But he believed in Zhou Yu, Zhou Yu has always been very reliable.

Facts have proved that Zhou Yu really cannot sprint 2000 meters.

Because in the last lap and a half, Zhong Yue realized that his previous one could only be called a slight acceleration, not a sprint.

In the last 600 meters, Zhou Yu was firmly in the first echelon, and there were only five or six people in the front who were caught in the ring and still maintained the state of the game.

Almost at the same time, they started to accelerate.

The long game is finally coming to an end, and the acceleration of the players makes the enthusiasm of the onlookers boil again.

For a while, the audience was ups and downs, full of screams cheering for the players.

"Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu!" Zhong Yue waved his small hand and shouted without the image of a big brother standing on the sidelines.

"Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu! Zhou Yu!" Yao Haoyu, who had just run back to the field, saw this posture, and immediately agreed with his elder brother in a spirited manner.

Of course Zhou Yu couldn't hear this.

There was only the whistling wind in my ears, the rapid panting and chaotic footsteps.

At the end of the 3000-meter run, it was a duel between himself and himself, just like he often did, competing with himself.

Half a circle passed in the blink of an eye, and there were still the last four hundred, success or failure depended on it.

Zhou Yu is now in the first place, followed by two body specials, the distance is tight.

He heard the rapid footsteps behind him getting closer, and he knew that the two physiques had started to sprint, Zhou Yu didn't hesitate any longer, and also accelerated his pace.

Sprint - breathe, swing arms, step, breathe...

There was a sudden stabbing pain between the chest and abdomen.

Depend on.

I'm out of luck.

Zhou Yu had expected that this might happen to him a long time ago, it was an expected accident, he gritted his teeth and continued to exert force.

The 3000-meter run is not easy even for an athlete. At this point, Zhou Yu's eyes are a little pale, because his energy is rapidly exhausted, and his legs are not under his control, and they swing mechanically.

The most obvious feeling all over his body is the cramping pain in his lungs that gets worse with each exhalation and inhalation.

In the last few tens of meters, he exerted his last bit of strength, but he couldn't hear anything except the sound of footsteps. It was almost dark in front of him, and he ran forward completely by intuition.

Stumbling forward, 20 meters, ten meters, five meters...

"beep--!"

A long whistle and cheers sounded at the same time. After Zhou Yu crossed the finish line, he staggered a few steps to the side.

The volunteer ran over to help him, but was pushed away by him. He didn't even know whether he fell or lay down slowly.

In short, Zhou Yu came back to his senses again, and his sight was the blue sky above his head, with chaotic little gold stars flashing in front of his eyes, and the soft but prickly green field under him.

His heart was about to jump out, his throat smelled bloody, and the place where he had a gash was still hurting.

But it's all in the controllable range, just take a little rest.

"Are you ok?"

Zhou Yu raised his gaze upwards, and Zhong Yue walked straight from behind his head.

"I was out of breath just now." Zhou Yu said, "But it's nothing serious, just rest for a while."

"Well, I guessed it, your face was pale in the last part." Zhong Yue sat down beside Zhou Yu and looked at him.

Behind Zhong Yue is the blue sky and white clouds. The warm sunlight fell on his eyelashes, like elves dancing on it, and his pupils were reflected in light amber. In the clear pupils, Zhou Yu seemed to see his own small shadow .

His face was hot from the sun, and he covered his face with his arm uncomfortably: "Is it okay for you to just sit here? Will it delay the game or something?"

"No rush." ​​Zhong Yue smiled.

The sky above the head is like glass, reflecting the warm and long years.

The two stayed side by side on the ground for quite a while, and when Zhou Yu came to his senses, he slowly sat up and stood up with one hand. Zhong Yue followed him all the time, and went up with him.

"Don't you still have two finals?" Zhou Yu was curious.

"Go back and stay for a while." Zhong Yue said, "It's too hot here."

Walking through the small stairs to the stands, as soon as he entered the audience area of ​​Class 2, Zhou Yu was instantly surrounded by the warmest welcome he had ever experienced in his life.

Tong Qing did not know where to get a garland, insisted on wearing it around his neck, almost scaring him back to the venue.

In the end, Tong Qing could only put on the wreath by herself amidst the laughter, and sighed: "You don't know how to appreciate such a good thing."

"This thing is more suitable for you." Zhong Yue replied.

Tong Qing's afro head is paired with this tropical rainforest style garland, not to mention, it really has an inner taste.

Afterwards, Zhou Yu found out that his knee was scratched, and he should have touched it when he fell just now.

It was just a little red from knocking on the bottom, but now it oozes a little blood.

Zhou Yu's first reaction was to find the sports committee. Just as he called Yao Haoyu, Zhong Yue appeared in front of him with a Band-Aid.

Zhou Yu was stunned for a long time, then took it over: "Why do you react so quickly?"

Yao Haoyu, who just saw it, sighed: "Can you hurry up, the wound will heal if you slow down."

At the end of the first day of the sports meeting, the second class sat at the top of the score list of the second grade with a total score of more than 80 points, leading No. 220 points.

Zhong Yue won the high jump and long jump double championships alone, Zhou Yu was first in the 3000m, Su Zhihao was third in the 1000m, and Chen Ankang was second in the [-]m... In short, he has achieved a lot of victories.

"Eat supper!" Tong Qing waved his arm when they were dismissed from the Yugang Stadium.

"You too." Zhong Yue looked at Zhou Yu and raised his arm, as if he wanted to put his shoulders on his shoulders, but he didn't do it in the end.

"I want……"

Before Zhou Yu could say the word "learning", Zhong Yue continued: "The celebration banquet, let's go."

Now that we have the title of celebration banquet, it is hard to refuse, but in fact it is a supper for the brothers, not a big dinner for the whole class.

"What are we going to eat today?" Tian Yuan asked after checking the results of his whole day's shooting.

"Let's go to roast meat, the atmosphere is more lively." Zhong Yue said.

"Okay!" Tian Yuan enthusiastically agreed.

Everyone was tired, so they didn't walk. The seven of them took two taxis, one for Tian Yuan, Yao Haoyu, and Chen Ankang, and one for Zhou Yu, Zhong Yue, Tong Qing, and Su Zhihao.

"You go in first." Zhong Yue opened the door and motioned for Su Zhihao, "Let Zhou Yu get in last."

"Why?" Su Zhihao got into the car obediently, but couldn't help asking.

"His leg is injured, so he can't toss around." Zhong Yue said.

"He just broke!" Tong Qing said in disbelief.

"Get in your car." Zhong Yue calmly pushed Tong Qing into the co-pilot.

After the car was driven, everyone was still talking about it.

Originally chatting about what happened today, Su Zhihao suddenly remembered something, passed Zhong Yue, and looked at Zhou Yu: "By the way, pretty boy, there are several girls asking me for your WeChat account today, do you want to add it?"

"Little boy is really popular." Tong Qing echoed, "A lot of people asked me today."

"He won't join." Zhong Yue said, "He wants to study."

Su Zhihao was stunned for a long time, as if he was trying to determine whether he called "beautiful boy" or mispronounced "Guangdong brother".

Zhou Yu was much more straightforward, complaining about Zhong Yue: "I was asked by others, what can you answer for me?"

"Then do you want to add?" Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows.

"No." Zhou Yu smiled, "I want to study."

"Look." Zhong Yue said, "Didn't I answer it for you, to save you trouble?"

Zhou Yu was stunned.

It doesn't seem to be the case.

But it seems to be the same reason.

"Ahao, I've realized it." Tong Qing, the co-pilot, suddenly clicked his tongue, "I really realized it this time."

"What did you realize?" Su Zhihao was puzzled.

Tong Qing has always had a big brain, and Zhou Yu also looked at it curiously.

"The pretty boy belongs to Brother Yue, so don't make up your minds when you're idle." Tong Qing said slowly with a long voice.