immature

The get out of class bell hasn't rung yet.

Class 2, Class [-], who finished class [-] minutes early, took a Li Wenrui to take away, and slowly walked out of the complex.

The Fifth Middle School pays attention to quality education. There are basic courses such as art, music, physical education, and computer. There are also psychology courses, and there is even a comprehensive practical class, which is held every two weeks. There will be woodwork, pottery or modeling teachers. Taking turns to attend classes can be regarded as the characteristic teaching of Fifth Middle School.

Except for physical education, other classes basically have to go to the comprehensive upstairs.

Xi Yan had just finished a computer class that was good for students' physical and mental health, and he was very leisurely.He put one hand in the pocket of his school uniform jacket, stretched out a finger with the other hand, and turned the book so that it flew.

Li Wenrui also wanted to be as unrestrained as Xi Yan, and imitated him to transfer books all the way, picking up books as he walked.

Xi Yan laughed: "Don't take two steps and just bow to me."

Walking out of the complex building, half of the playground is the Lizhi Building.

On the way, Zhou Zijie raised a topic: "Hey, what class did the teacher talk about just now, did you sign up?"

Liu Zhao gave him a white look: "As long as you understand what class it is, you won't have such an immature idea of ​​signing up."

Zhou Zijie tilted his head and asked Wu Yuan: "What class?"

Wu Yuan also rolled his eyes at him: "Computer competition."

Zhou Zijie: "Hey!"

Zhao Yunkun deliberately added: "In principle, except for those who voluntarily quit, all the top [-] students in the grade have to sign up. If other students are interested, it is not impossible to apply, but the class is a survival of the fittest mechanism, and they have to be persuaded to quit if they fail to meet the requirements. ——How about it, do you still want to sign up? This 'other classmate'?"

Another classmate, Zhou Zijie, said with emotion: "...It's better to live than to die."

Li Wenrui laughed for a while, then turned to ask Xi Yan: "Is Brother Gou in the top [-] in the grade? Where is Yang Ziyang, are they signing up?"

After thinking about it, Xi Yan said cautiously: "Even if he is in the top [-], he will definitely not be willing to sign up."

Although Yang Ziyang was directly ignored by Xi Yan, Li Wenrui didn't think there was anything wrong, and was still curious: "Why are you not happy?"

Xi Yan shrugged, and his reasoning was very logical: "He has to walk the dog."

Li Wenrui fell into deep thought: "I think the key point of Brother Gou's life...it seems a little blurry..."

"Hey! Look over there! What's so lively!"

Following Wu Yuan's exclamation, they walked out of the complex and looked in the middle of the playground——

Cheers, refueling, shouts, the sound of voices.

"I'm going, why is this?"

"Is it a relay race? Let me see, yo, it really is!"

"Go, go, go and have a look!"

Xi Yan's eyes lit up, and he became interested immediately, and followed them quickly towards the crowd.

In the middle of the playground, there was a square playing field surrounded by the students. With the rostrum as the boundary, the boys' team was on the left, the girls' team was on the right, and there were six red and white cones on each side. Roadblocks marked five runways.

The relay race was obviously halfway through, and there were only about ten boys and girls left in the boys' and girls' teams. Those who had finished running gathered around the field, cheering for their classmates all the time.

"come on! Come on--!"

"Let's go to Class Six, ahhhhhhhhhh!"

"School three rush! I won those bastards!——"

Three weeks into the school year, all classes in the first year of senior high school finally finished the boring radio gymnastics teaching, and the physical education class finally had something else to do.

I don't know which class's physical education teacher had a sudden whim. When there were more than ten minutes before the end of class, he went to the class on the playground that was also a physical education class, and organized a five-class relay race. The male and female students in each class Each asked 20 people to participate.

Xi Yan and the others mingled into the crowd watching the game. Amidst the noise, Xi Yan randomly grabbed a little classmate and asked loudly, "Student! Which classes are running?"

The boy also replied loudly and excitedly: "They all take physical education class this period. There are one class in senior three, two classes in senior two, and our senior one and two classes and ten..."

Xi Yan didn't pay attention to what was said later.

It's Class [-] of Senior High School.

——Because Xi Yan saw Zhong Qin standing at the last position in the line through the blue crowd.

Zhong Qin is lining up on the second runway near the rostrum.

Blue school pants and a white T-shirt with bold graffiti.

The boy was tall and proud, his chin slightly raised in the brighter morning sun.

Xi Yan was stunned for a moment.

"I'll go, how can this third year student run so fast? It must be because of his usual study. Do you think it's true, classmate... Huh? People..."

Xi Yan didn't even finish what the boy said afterwards, and even Li Wenrui and the others only had time to see his back: "Xi Baba—where are you going—?"

Xi Yan turned around the moment he regained consciousness, and walked towards the rostrum.

The road on the far side is Class [-] and [-] of Senior High, followed by Class [-] of Senior High, Class [-] of Senior Second, Class [-] of Senior Second, and next to where Xi Yan was standing just now is Class [-] of Senior Three.

At present, Class [-] and [-] are the fastest, leading Class [-] and [-] by a slight margin, Class [-] and [-] are at the bottom, and Class [-] and [-] have a slight advantage over Class [-], but the gap between them is not crushing. .

The relay has already progressed to the second half, and the race is getting more and more anxious. It is the time when no chain can be dropped, and anyone who is not paying attention may overturn the result of the race.

The wonderful race was undoubtedly exciting. After Ding Xuan finished the run, he was standing beside Class [-] and Class [-] of Senior High, waving the flag to cheer for his classmates, and shouted until his face was blushing and his neck was thick: "Come on!—Come on!—Cough..."

Ding Xuan shouted halfway and coughed himself. Just as he was about to take a break, he turned his head and saw Xi Yan standing on the side where the male team in his class started, mixing with his classmates, "regardless of each other", just He stared intently at the game.

He squeezed over to find Xi Yan in two or three steps, but at this time, the girl's second-to-last shot had already crossed the starting line!

"Xi Baba! What class are you in!" Ding Xuan talked to Xi Yan at the top of his voice, "Didn't you see that the class of the third year of high school is too fierce, no matter how hard you chase, you can't catch up, it's just a little short Son! Our class will be number one in a little bit! By the way, Brother Gou and his class are also running, and the front is slow, and now they are fourth—hey, the bite is tight enough! It’s almost there!"

At this time, the boys took over the second-to-last baton steadily, but with the time difference between the front and rear feet, they rushed straight to the opposite side.

The atmosphere was warm, but Xi Yan couldn't hear what Ding Xuan was making noise.

It wasn't because the surroundings were too noisy, but because this moment was too quiet for Xi Yan.

It was so quiet that he could only hear his own beating heartbeat.

It took a long time for Xi Yan to realize that from then on, from the time when the bright sky fell on Zhong Qin's shoulders and arms, it seemed that he could only hold this dazzling boy in his eyes.

——Zhong Qin separated his feet, leaned forward, slightly bent his outstretched right arm, and was concentrating on preparing to take over the baton. Even if he fell behind, it did not affect his calmness.

The last sprint of the girl on the opposite side is crucial. Their swinging arms and steps are getting faster and faster, and Xi Yan's heartbeat is also getting heavier and heavier.

Zhong Qin and his class are fourth, clinging to the third, Ding Xuan and his group have a faint momentum to surpass the third and fourth class.

"Damn it! The last one is here! I'm so nervous! I'm so nervous! I'm first! Miss Jia is awesome! ——Oh?! Fuck——!"

Lin Jia, a girl from Class [-] and Class [-], was very explosive at the last blow. She overtook the girl from Grade [-] who was a step ahead of her in the middle of the race.

She rushed at full speed, but when she took the baton, she was a little unstable because of her too fast speed. She made a wrong hand and regrettably dropped the baton in the midst of exclamations!

At this moment, the girl who was overtaken in the third year of high school successfully handed over the baton in her hand, and the boy on the opposite side firmly caught the last baton, and was the first to rush out of the starting line.

Amidst Ding Xuan's anxious shouts, a nimble figure rushed out with lightning speed.

He picked up the baton very steadily in the chaos, but in an instant, he turned around and ran towards the opposite side, relying on the advantage Lin Jia created earlier to catch up, he was not far behind.

It's Xi Yan!

And beside him, the person who started running almost at the same time as him was Zhong Qin!

Run non-stop on adjacent tracks!

"Fuck—too fast these two—"

"Come on, ah, ah, ah—"

"Come on, come on, come on, ahhhhhhh!"

"..."

The 50-meter track was full of excited crowds, and the two physical education teachers had already made whistle blowing gestures on both sides of the track, holding the red flag high in one hand, just waiting to wave it down!

In the middle of the race, Xi Yan regained the footsteps of the third-year boys after dropping the baton, while Zhong Qin started with No.4 who had no advantage, and came from behind. In a blink of an eye, he passed No. .3!

Three meters, two meters, one meter——

The students watching the game couldn't help being excited, and even a few couldn't help running behind them.

The finish line was getting closer and closer. After overtaking the opponent, the opponent's clenched breath was relieved. The gap between Xi Yan and Zhong Qin was getting bigger and bigger, and there was no possibility of catching up.

Two sharp whistles overlapped and resounded throughout the arena.

It was Xi Yan and Zhong Qin who crossed the finish line together to end the race!

Cheers and shouts go straight to the sky!

The gap between them was so small that it was almost impossible to distinguish with the naked eye. The two physical education teachers ran to one place quickly, and after confirmation, they both raised their thumbs up, and finally gave the result of a tie for the first place.

"Oh--!"

"Wow...that's really awesome!——"

"It's too fast, I'm convinced, is this called human?!"

"I don't want to watch this year's sports meeting without these two people!"

"..."

Xi Yan and Zhong Qin did not stop after crossing the finish line.

Zhong Qin was slowly slowing down.

Xi Yan threw away the cheers and laughter behind him, turned his head and ran towards Zhong Qin.

——Then he jumped up and landed on Zhong Qin's back very lightly, with his arms tightly wrapped around Zhong Qin's shoulders, he rubbed his forehead against the top of Zhong Qin's hair, and gasped, "Damn, you are so fucking Awesome..."

The little classmates who came pouring in like a tide surrounded Zhong Qin and Xi Yan in the next instant.

Zhong Qin didn't look back, but he knew who was hanging on him.Zhong Qin only staggered a few steps under the sudden weight, and then returned his hand to firmly support Xi Yan's leg next to his waist.

Zhong Qin tilted his head slightly, his breathing was still a little heavy, but the corners of his mouth were rarely lifted freely: "Xi Yan, which class are you in, huh?"

Xi Yan hugged Zhong Qin's neck without letting go, and laughed loudly: "Did you also see me a long time ago!"

Two teenagers with double heartbeats, submerged in the swarming crowd, but throbbing in the insolent and high-spirited youth.

Ding Xuan was one of the wild runners who followed Xi Yan and the others to the finish line, but when he got to the opposite side, Xi Yan and Zhong Qin were surrounded by a group of people, so he had no choice but to share the excitement with Li Wenrui and the others who ran over together. Love: "Hurry up and protect our Xi Baba, if someone finds out that he is not from our class, we should cancel our grades hahahaha..."

Li Wenrui was also happy: "As expected of being the representative of the Pacific Class and the chief diplomat of Class Nine, sooner or later, he will be familiar with the whole grade."

Zhou Zijie and the others looked at each other for a while and laughed out loud:

"Acceptance, acceptance, I accidentally missed it, and let him run away..."

"Wild Dogs was talking about him..."

"Zhong Qin, you dog brother, don't give up too much!"

"Today is a lot of knowledge! In the school sports meeting, I wrote a blood letter and begged them both to sign up for the sprint!"

"..."

The second half of the relay race had been delayed until the class break. At this time, a preparatory bell rang, and the students on the playground dispersed one after another. Xi Yan and Zhong Qin, who were surrounded tightly, were finally able to escape from the crowd come out.

A group of people stepped on the preparatory bell and quickened their pace towards the teaching building.

Xi Yan unzipped the zipper of the school uniform jacket, opened the clothes, the neckline fell to the back, and kept fanning the wind with the hem of the clothes.

Counting the days before he wore it back, he hadn't run around like this for a long, long time, and he could do whatever he wanted.

He just picked up the baton and rushed out without even having time to think about it, and when he jumped on Zhong Qin's back, he completely moved according to his heart.

No hesitation, no worries, just do what you want——

Clean and pure, simple and energetic, isn't it youth?

Xi Yan's subtle mood of "rejuvenating old age" made him feel very happy at this time. He walked next to Zhong Qin for a while, and suddenly realized that something was missing, so he turned his head and asked Zhong Qin: "Hey, why didn't you see Yang Ziyang?"

Zhong Qin looked around: "He's not running the relay, he went upstairs to do his homework."

Xi Yan was shocked: "No way, no way, he can't be this kind of person who secretly learns...?!"

Zhong Qin expressed understanding to his deskmate: "The monthly exam is coming."

As soon as these words came out, the seven people around froze in unison.

Zhong Qin raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the five strong men in class nine, Li Wenrui and Ding Xuan one by one: "Why, don't you know?"

Xi Yan said numbly: "...Forgetting is a short-lived carnival, and carnival is the clarion call of death."

Zhong Qin left the great philosopher alone, leaving only a contemptuous look in the eyes of a self-student, stepped on the class bell, and walked leisurely.