immature

After Zhong Qin got up, he walked to the head of the physical education team, and looked at the scale, then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Teacher, what is my height?"

——Although Zhong Qin definitely didn't mean it that way, when others heard his words, it was really like asking "1.7 meters, teacher, who are you looking down on?"

"...!" The head of the physical education group choked for a moment, and took a look at Zhong Qinna's height of about 1.8 meters on the scale of the ruler. He said kindly, "Your height is our school's record! It's still the assessment standard for second-level athletes! How can it be so easy! Don't be so blind!"

Zhong Qin: "I didn't..."

Xi Yan's attention was quickly drawn away from "Zhong Qin is so handsome", he turned his head and was overjoyed, and said: "Zhong Qin! When you write your name in the future, add a bracket after the name! Just make a note of your [-] Got it twice!"

Zhong Qin: "I'm not..."

Several other students who were about to jump raised their hands and interrupted Zhong Qin again, with an innocent face: "Teacher, can some of us apply to make the pole shorter? 1.4 meters... 1.5 meters is the sky! No more! "

Zhong Qin: "..."

Early the next morning.

"Migrant workers! Soul of migrant workers! Migrant workers become masters!..."

"Wang Wang - Wang Wang -"

Zhong Qin closed his eyes and frowned, first he was woken up by a strange alarm sound, and then he was driven away from sleep by the barking of the dog downstairs.

In the past, Zhong Qin's mobile phone alarm clock always only had a vibrating sound because he was afraid that the ringtone would cause the dog to bark. Today's battle, without even thinking about it, must have been caused by that annoying ghost Xi Yan.

"...Mmm." Xi Yan rustled.

Sure enough, after the dog barked a few times, a fluffy head tried to get into Zhong Qin's shoulder socket.

"..." Zhong Qin pressed Xi Yan's forehead and pushed him back, "Turn off your alarm clock, it's noisier than you."

Xi Yan closed his eyes and listened to Zhong Qin's slightly hoarse voice for a while, then groped for the phone under the pillow with his backhand, and randomly pressed the ringer.Then, taking advantage of Zhong Qin's movement of pushing his forehead, he put his eyes on Zhong Qin's palm, and fell asleep again.

"..." Zhong Qin's palms were warm, but he soon regained consciousness.

——When Xi Yan was a social animal, this was the alarm clock in the morning.

After wearing it back, I’m still not used to it, and I couldn’t find it online, so I recorded one with my own voice. Later, I felt that it was too shameful to use my own voice as an alarm, so I just found a voice-changing software to modify it. It has become the nondescript electronic sound version.

In view of the fact that every time he stayed overnight with Zhong Qin, it was a weekend or a holiday, this alarm that was only set recently was lucky and never harmed Zhong Qin.

But today is different. Today is the day when the three schools and seven districts hold a joint sports meeting, so there must be a lot of trouble.

The joint sports meeting was held in the city gymnasium, Xi Yan didn't come back home, so he insisted on coming to Zhong Qin's place to join in the fun.It is a little farther than going to school from the "other partner", and I have to get up early, so Xi Yan's alarm clock finally came in handy again.

In order to avoid staying in bed, Xi Yan also deliberately set the alarm time 10 minutes earlier than Zhong Qin's - to wake Zhong Qin up first.

Xi Yan can be said to be a good planner, because it doesn't matter if the alarm clock wakes him up, anyway, Zhong Qin always has a way to wake him up.

Zhong Qin hadn't been quarreled by a dog for a long time. After such a sudden quarrel, his brain still hurt a little, so he withdrew the hand that was "controlled" by Xi Yan, pressed it on his eyes, got up and sat on the bed head.

The quilt embroidered with red and yellow peonies is thick and solid, and it weighs on the young man's body with some weight, but it can support a soft and warm sense of security in a corner.

But...Xi Yan didn't know whether it was because he still felt cold—or because his eyes were no longer covered, so he began to dishonestly rub his face against Zhong Qin's waist, and wanted to put his hands on Zhong Qin's legs.

Zhong Qin's waist tightened subconsciously. He stretched out his hand to pull off Xi Yan's short sleeves that had shrunk to his shoulders, and pressed Xi Yan's forehead again: "...don't make trouble."

Xi Xiaogou faltered, raised his head and pressed the tip of his nose against Zhong Qin's little finger, put his eyes on Zhong Qin's palm, and calmed down as expected.

Zhong Qin is a very busy person, and he seldom "stays" in bed early in the morning, so this is the first time in a long time that he lowered his eyes to silently look at Xi Yan who was asleep.

Xi Yan is also a clingy puppy when he is asleep, he insists on having skin-to-skin contact with him—such as his forehead touching his shoulder, the back of his hand touching his arm, his legs curled up and his knees touching his waist—before he is willing to sleep peacefully.

It's as if you depend on him so much.

So Zhong Qin was afraid that Xi Yan would be sad, so he had no choice but to give up driving Xi Yan home, and he had no choice but to be harsh on himself.

Zhong Qin sighed, as if treating a puppy, he scratched Xi Yan's face: "You still can't afford it."

Xi Yan slowly realized that it was time to get up, he blinked, and his fine eyelashes brushed against Zhong Qin's palm, making Zhong Qin's hands and heart a little itchy.

Zhong Qin paused and withdrew his hand.

Xi Yan rubbed his eyes, raised his eyelids to look at Zhong Qin, and muttered to himself before his mind was particularly alert: "Well... why are you still here today... am I finally more important than a dog..."

Zhong Qin was taken aback: "What?"

Xi Yan broke down again and stopped talking.

Zhong Qin used up his limited tenderness in the morning, and mercilessly pulled Xi Yanti up: "Your alarm clock is for me, right? You're smart again at this time."

Xi Yan curled his lips, his bare legs shivering in the cold winter morning, and was forced to bravely go to the world outside the bed—to find the clothes and pants he threw on the ground.

Xi Yan bent down with his back to Zhong Qin, Zhong Qin looked away and went downstairs first.

The biggest difference between the joint sports meeting and the school sports meeting is "formal".

Every year in the school sports meeting, the competition venues for different sports are surrounded by many cheering and cheering students, which is very lively, but the joint sports meeting is different. All the students who do not participate in the competition can only abide by the discipline and sit in the stands of the gymnasium.

In order to show the style of the class, each class will come up with a catchy slogan, and there will be a special "scout". As long as there is a competition in the class, the students in the stands will be organized to shout slogans and cheer for the contestants.

The "scouts" of class nine are class leader Yan Jialang and sports committee member Li Wenrui.

The registration method of Xi Yan and Zhong Qin belongs to the style of casting nets everywhere and focusing on fishing.

Xi Yan participated in the fifty, four hundred, one thousand and relay races, 4×200; Zhong Qin participated in the fifty, four hundred, high jump and relay races.

Their first two projects were on day one, and the others were on day two.

Xi Yan signed up immediately, and ran around the crematorium, secretly rejoicing in his heart... Fortunately, the schedule was arranged in this way, otherwise he would really be a top five.

Li Wenrui's information was indeed true. The Third Middle East District, which was already famous for its excellent performance of special students, sent many sports students to participate in the sports meeting this time, and they won the first place in many high-profile events.

Under such circumstances, Xi Yan and Zhong Qin, two athletes who were not born as special students, really earned enough face for the Fifth Middle School.

In the 50 meters on the first day, both Zhong Qin and Xi Yan won first place in the group, third and fourth in the large group, and the final result of the 400 meters was also ranked fourth and fifth overall.

With the certificate in hand, Xi Yan waited for Zhong Qin to come down from the 50-meter podium.

Holding his clothes, Xi Yan glanced at the bronze medal that Zhong Qin took off from his neck, dissatisfied: "Tsk, this color doesn't match our dog brother."

Zhong Qin himself didn't care, so when he took the jacket handed over by Xi Yan, he stepped on the thunder accurately and said: "Just in front of you."

"...Give you what you can!" Xi Yan glared at him, "You just like to suppress me so much!"

Regarding this slightly ambiguous question, Zhong Qin chose to shut up.

Seeing that Zhong Qin didn't answer, Xi Yan reflected on what he said just now, and he didn't know where he was thinking for a while, so he blushed in a rare way in ten thousand years.

Smoke rose from Xi Yan's forehead, he turned his head and left.

Zhong Qin's footsteps paused, his eyes swept over his reddened ears, and he raised his eyebrows slightly as if in doubt.

On the morning of the second match day, Zhong Qin learned a lesson from a siege and ordered Xi Yan to turn off the more annoying alarm in advance, so he finally had a comfortable sleep.

In the morning, the two events of 1000 meters and high jump were arranged together, almost at the same time.

Standing at the inspection point, Xi Yan looked at the other side of the 400-meter-long playground for a long time, but saw nothing, and the four big characters "I am not happy" were pasted on his face again.

During the inspection, Xi Yan went to wait in line after receiving the orange vest with the number written on it. There was almost no one chatting around.

Xi Yan didn't see Zhong Qin, and he was a little absent-minded that he didn't realize.

At this time, a young classmate who was in the queue behind him took a careful look at the list in the examiner's hand.

There are not only names on the list, but also records of the results reported by the participating students.

Generally for middle and long-distance running, when physical education teachers talk about experience, they will teach students to find someone to run with, which will make it easier to persevere and achieve good results.

The little classmate saw the "3:10.00" written next to Xi Yan, secretly compared it with his own score, and decided to follow Xi Yan in the race for a while, and then overtake in the final sprint.

The little students made up their minds and felt that this wave was basically stable.

The starting line was still some distance away from the inspection point. Xi Yan walked over and stood on the runway waiting for the start, when he finally saw the high jump site.

The venue is at the bottom right of the rostrum. Now the referee is adjusting the height of the crossbar, and the students have already lined up. The tail of the team is just near the side of the runway.

——The first jump of the senior one men's group is about to start.

Xi Yan became anxious all of a sudden.

boom--!

When the starting gun rang, everyone's heart skipped a beat.

Xi Yan, who had a good starting position, left the strings immediately, quickly occupied the inner lane, and unintentionally became the leader of their group.

The classmate who planned to be Xi Yan's little follower almost staggered.

...It's not appropriate to be so fierce at first, bro!

Xi Yan didn't have the heart to think about whether it was suitable or not. He was simply impatient and wanted to quickly run to the corner at the other end to watch Zhong Qin jump high.

The beautiful picture of Zhong Qin's trial jump in school that day has been playing in his mind in a loop. It would be a pity if he missed the wonderful official competition!

At this moment, Xi Yan was even a little thankful that he was standing on the runway instead of sitting in the stands. At least at the moment when Zhong Qin took off, Xi Yan still had a chance... to run very close to him.

Probably because he has practiced a lot in the past two days, his physical fitness is also good, and coupled with the bonus of "rejuvenating his youth", Xi Yan ran very lightly all the way, and he approached the high jump field in a short while.

——So the leading classmate, who didn't realize that he was following the rhythm at all, slowed down a little willfully, and even stared wide-eyed and didn't look at the road, turning his head to watch the excitement of other people's games.

The little follower who almost knocked his nose on the back of Xi Yan's head: "...!"

Why do I feel like I'm following the wrong person?

For ordinary students, high jump is more technically difficult than running. Even if there are a large number of talents in the school, there are only a few students who can successfully complete this movement, and even fewer students can jump with excellent results. Yes, the take-off height is not high, which gave the students a gradual adaptation process.

When Xi Yan ran near the venue, he was jumping 1.4 meters.

Of course, Xi Yan didn't know how high the bar was placed. He only saw Zhong Qin lazily, although he also used the back-crossing style, but it was more perfunctory, as if he was going out for a walk.

Xi Yan was in a complicated mood, a little contradictory.

On the one hand, I feel that I may have finished the laps and the person is still warming up.

On the one hand, he feels that as long as it is Zhong Qin... even if the height is one meter, he doesn't want to miss it.

Zhong Qin returned to the end of the team after jumping, and Xi Yan was about to run in front of him. He looked absent-minded, and he didn't seem to be playing well at all.

Zhong Qin raised his chin towards Xi Yan.

——In the brief moment when he passed by Zhong Qin, Xi Yan caught a glimpse of Zhong Qin's lips curled up, his low voice scattered in the cool autumn wind: "Don't keep looking at me."

Xi Yan clearly looked at Zhong Qin blatantly, but as if he had been stabbed in some shady mind, as if someone had stepped on his tail, he jumped up with a groan, and started to gallop forward again.

In order to keep up with this sudden wave of acceleration, the students in the class almost flicked their ankles.

What the hell is this rhythm!

Will it run away?

Facts have proved that Xi Yan is really talented in speed and endurance. He speeds up and slows down for a while, and goes fast and slow for a while, but it doesn't affect his performance much. After all, both fast and slow are based on his level. For the students in the second and third echelons - they are all very fast.

Xi Yan, who looks like a wild dog in the eyes of others, thought that he ran two and a half laps leisurely, and even ran within 3 minutes, refreshing his own score and taking the first place in the group, but he didn't know Do you have a chance to be on the podium this time?

The main reason is that he has not been paying attention to his own game, and he didn't feel too tired during the whole process.

...But he really exhausted the little students who were trying to follow his rhythm.

Especially the little follower who clung to him and ran, his face turned green after such a wave of energy-consuming rhythm, and he didn't even have the slightest strength left to overtake when he crossed the finish line.

Xi Yan turned a deaf ear to the cheers erupting from the support team of Class [-] in the stands. After running, he went to the referee to sign and confirm the results, then left the field and ran back to the stands.

The little follower crossed his hips and said to the fellow sufferers who had also been walked around for two and a half laps: "...how can he still run?!"

Back in the class, the classmates cheered and surrounded them, those who delivered water delivered water, those who squeezed shoulders squeezed their shoulders, amused Xi Yan: "Don't be so polite, serve the people... Well, praise, continue to praise."

After arguing with his classmates for a while, Xi Yan took the binoculars that Li Wenrui had brought with him, and went to the stand where Class [-] was standing.

——The location of the [-]th class happened to be the high jump field, and the field of vision was excellent. Xi Yan's eyesight was comparable to that of a pilot, and he could see everyone's movements clearly without even using binoculars.

Yang Ziyang said: "Xi Baba, you are here! Good guy, why don't you take a breath after running!"

Xi Yan sat down on the empty seat next to Yang Ziyang: "If I don't breathe, am I still alive? ——How far have I jumped?"

Yang Ziyang understood what he was asking in seconds, and immediately replied: "Brother Zhong has increased to 1.6 meters!"

Looking down from the stand, Xi Yan found that the number of students queuing up for the high jump was reduced. Obviously, those who failed to skip the three jumps were eliminated, and the rest took turns, which would be much faster.

Xi Yan narrowed his eyes, the boy in his eyes was still the most conspicuous one in the crowd——

Others' backs were tense, and he put his hands in his pockets.

Others have a technical run-up, while his uncle takes a walk.

The corner of Xi Yan's mouth twitched, as if he could taste Zhong Qin's madness a little bit.