Dodder Pampering Handbook

There is a plastic running track in the school. Practicing running on the track is much more comfortable than running in the park.

Sanzhi passed the selection and was going to participate in the 2000-meter long-distance race of the sports meeting, together with the nineteen seniors selected from the eighth and ninth grades.

When Miss Zhu heard the news, she even spared time to accompany Sanzhi to the mall to buy expensive running shoes. Zhong’s father, Zhong’s mother kept making milk bone soup every day, and prepared a camera. She notified the old people in her hometown, hoping At that time, they can come to watch a few children's sports meeting together.

Qi Beiyan participated in the basketball game. He is almost 1.7 meters tall. He plays basketball crazily all day long. He dreams of becoming a basketball player and standing in the NBA professional arena.

Ever since he fell in love with basketball, he has been wearing a basketball uniform all day long, sweating profusely from running.

Hearing that Sanzhi plans to run long-distance, he also expressed his understanding. After all, he is also an insider, who knows the little game between Sanzhi and Zhong Ting.

But he didn't understand, "Why are you throwing the shot put?" Qi Beiyan held the shot put with three fingers in disgust, and made a throwing motion, his expression almost distorted.

Can this be handsome?

He played basketball but attracted the attention of many girls. Many girls discussed in private, saying that Qi Beiyan was Rukawa Feng from No. [-] Middle School.

He has been proud of this for a long time, and even specially followed this anime, often pretending to be ruthless when playing basketball.

It's a pity that he pretended to be fake, and when he won the game, he was as happy as Sakuragi Huadao. Originally, he had been persuading Zhong Ting to also play basketball. It just so happened that he was Rukawa Feng, and it would be good to make Sakuragi Hanadao himself.

Zhong Teng rejected him, not wanting to show his face.

The reason for choosing shot put is also very simple. This project is very unpopular in the first place, and the possibility of winning the prize is relatively high.And because most of the participants in this project are children with stronger bodies, the aesthetic feeling is not enough, and there are few people watching.Save the limelight.

Hey, junior high school students.

Obviously I was still a primary school student before, but after I entered junior high school, I suddenly felt like being blown by the spring breeze, and I began to notice the difference between the opposite sex.

Zhong Teng stands out from the crowd in the class, with better grades and handsome looks. Many little girls in the class are a little bit springy.

Very troublesome.

Sanzhi was stupid, and didn't notice the girl in the next class who was talking to him who loved to read, and the eyes that always strayed when communicating with him.He also didn't notice that when Zhong Teng got up to answer the question, he had the same admiring gaze as him.

Zhong Teng didn't want to add to the trouble, so he had to keep a low profile in the class as much as possible, talking less, being silent, rarely showing other expressions, and didn't like to express himself.

As a result, after the operation, the people in the class liked him even more.

As the sports meeting was approaching, physical education teachers became very sought-after. In the morning, Sanzhi and Zhong Teng got to school early to practice running. The head teacher also specially invited the eighth grade physical education teacher to guide Sanzhi.

It was only later that Zhong Cheng found out that the physical education teacher was the head teacher's husband.

The physical education teacher took a stopwatch and asked Sanzhi to run around the playground to see his posture and speed.Zhong Teng habitually wanted to run with Sanzhi, and the two of them came back from a lap, but the teacher asked Zhong Teng, "Are you also a student of long-distance running?"

Zhong Teng said that he was taking part in the shot put, and the teacher frowned, "Then why did you run with him? I just saw him running a lap at a leisurely pace, and he seemed to have enough energy left, but he never surpassed to get ahead of you."

"What does this mean? It means that you have affected his speed. You are watching from the side, Zhu Sanzhi," he looked at Sanzhi sternly, and asked him to run around again, "You take out your fastest speed and run around Come back."

Instead, Sanzhi refused to move, and stood there hesitantly, looking at Zhong Cheng.

Zhong Ting explained patiently: "You come back after running around, and I will wait for you here. Let's see if you can come to me soon."

Saying this, Sanzhi seemed to be wound up like a clockwork. When the teacher whistled, he rushed out in an instant.

The stopwatch ticked, and Sanzhi quickly came back from a lap. The teacher stopped the stopwatch and showed Zhong Cheng, "400 meters, 63 seconds."

He looked at Sanzhi with satisfaction. For ordinary people, it was already considered a very good result, and Sanzhi's age and height had to be considered.

"Put your preparation posture again, and I'll correct it for you, and when you run, you need to adjust your breathing..." The teacher grasped the three branches and began to explain to him. Zhong Cheng was like a wooden man, standing at the starting point and At the finish line, I watched Sanzhi run around and around.

After seven o'clock, the sun had already come out, and Sanzhi was sweating from running, and her face was flushed.

His speed is also getting faster and faster. After running for more than half an hour, he has not slowed down because of exhaustion.

Like a galloping pony on the prairie, the physical education teacher liked him very much, and patted Sanzhi on the shoulder, "You are really a good seedling for running."

Zhong Cheng looked at Sanzhi, and Sanzhi looked at Zhong Cheng, smiling with off-white teeth.

When he went back at night, he told Zhong Teng that he wanted to run faster every time, because in this way, he could catch brother as soon as possible.

The child fell asleep after finishing speaking, not paying any attention to the waves in Zhong Cheng's heart.

Soon it was the day of the sports meeting. After a long speech by the school leaders, speeches by the county leaders, and performances by students of all grades, the sports competition finally kicked off.

Due to too many students participating in the competition, many parents also came to visit. The venue was chaotic and orderly. Zhong Teng’s shot put competition was on the second day, and Sanzhi’s long-distance running was on the third day.

They had been spectators for a day, and Zhong Cheng was going to throw the shot put the next day, and Sanzhi was even more excited than he was participating in the competition, jumping up and down excitedly on the field beside him, his throat was almost hoarse: "Brother, come on! "

"Take the first place!"

Zhong Teng nodded reservedly, while Sanzhi was still bouncing and shouting.

No. [-] Middle School did not take a shot put physical education class, and all the participating children stood on the field under the brief guidance of the teacher.

Compared with them, Zhong Teng has a relatively large physical advantage, and Zhong Meili is a little worried: "Will throwing a shot put break your arm?"

Zhong Teng has grown taller, but his figure is still very thin, as thin as a bamboo pole. It is not surprising to have such worries.

Sanzhi heard it, and immediately said: "Brother is amazing, he can lift me up."

Zhong Meili and the others only thought he was talking childishly, but every time Sanzhi was tired from running, Zhong Ting still had the strength to carry him back.

He easily won the game, entered the finals, and won the first place. However, there was really not much attention on shot put in the school, and it was only briefly mentioned once in the broadcast.

Just as Zhong Teng got off the playing field, several girls pushed a girl, and handed a bottle of water to Zhong Teng with a blushing face, and a towel that had been soaked in water and wrung out.

Before Zhong Cheng could say thank you, the girls flew away like sparrows.

Zhong Meili smiled badly: "I didn't expect our son to be quite popular."

When Zhong Teng came over, his father said seriously: "The main task of junior high school is to study, it's still too early for you to talk about a partner."

Zhong Cheng frowned, what is going on here.

Sanzhi looks up at him, and quietly asks him what is meant by a conversation partner.

Zhong Meili stroked his hair and laughed loudly: "Sanzhi is still young, and the person we are talking about is your brother who will find you a sister-in-law in the future. Are you happy?"

"sister in law?"

"Just like me and your Uncle Meiliang, we live together, Zhong Ting and his partner will be like us in the future, you have to call her sister-in-law."

"Can't I be a sister-in-law?" Sanzhi's little head couldn't think of others living like Zhong Ting, and he felt that it would be good for him to be with his brother.

Zhong Meili smiled and looked at her husband without saying anything.

They have discussed in private how many times, it would be great if Sanzhi was a girl, judging from the nature of their entanglement since they were young, it is estimated that they will get married when they grow up.

But no matter how good-looking and cute Sanzhi is, he is still a boy.

They didn't go back for lunch, they ate at the restaurant on the street, because of this sports meeting, Zhong Cheng's grandparents all came.

Qi Beiyan's mother was also watching her son's game on the basketball court, and they made an appointment to have dinner and sing K together after the sports meeting.

Sanzhi is still struggling with his sister-in-law.

When he went back to sleep at night, he spread the sheets and asked again: "Do you want to find a sister-in-law?"

Although he is stupid, sometimes he is more sensitive, and sometimes he is not so sensitive.

Sanzhi never gets jealous when he meets the girls who have a crush on Zhong Teng in school, because he knows that Zhong Teng treats them like strangers.

But when he heard that someone would be with Zhong Ting in the future, he felt uncomfortable.

"Where is Sanzhi?" After having a sister-in-law, what about Sanzhi?

He looked at Zhong Ting helplessly, like a poor dog who mistakenly thought he was abandoned.

Zhong Ting leaned on his arm and looked at the ceiling, "There is no sister-in-law, only three branches."

Sanzhi was immediately happy, quickly spread her bed sheet, got under the quilt, and hugged Zhong Cheng's arm sweetly.

During the next day's race, Sanzhi had already forgotten the unhappiness of the previous day. Zhong Teng repeatedly told him that he was at the finish line, and told him to remember to run five laps around the playground before he could stop in front of him.

They had already tried running a few days ago, and it would not be difficult for Sanzhi to understand.

This time, two children in the class were selected to run a long-distance race. Together with those older children, the teachers and students of Class [-] came to watch the highlight of this sports meeting.

Long-distance running is the finale event of the sports meeting, because this event is too difficult and can test a person's physical and psychological qualities too much.

Sanzhi stood on the bright red plastic runway, pointed his fingers to the ground, bent his knees, stared ahead, and assumed a standard running posture.

Standing in front of the runway with a bottle of water in his hand, Zhong Ting nodded to him.

With an order, all the participating students started running in unison.

"Help me get it." Zhong Ting handed over the water in Zhong Teng's hand to Qi Beiyan. He stepped on the spot, pressed his legs, took a deep breath, and when Sanzhi ran in front of him, he ran with Sanzhi outside the track.

The wind is flowing.

When he was running, everything around him seemed to be left behind by Sanzhi, passing by one after another unfamiliar faces, either hoarse, or watching indifferently, the only constant was the familiar figure slightly in front of him.

He seemed to be born to follow this figure, clamoring in his bones, wanting to follow him, catch him, and never separate.

But no matter how hard he gritted his teeth and persisted, that figure was still an arm's length away from him.

Sanzhi's breathing began to become disordered. At this time, there was still a lap before the finish line, and some students were already speeding up.

Zhong Ting said quickly: "Start to speed up, Sanzhi come on." After speaking, he continued to run ahead like the wind.

Sanzhi moved freely, and the speed actually accelerated a bit.

At this time, in the stands, a short and strong man looked excited and couldn't help clenching his fists. He suddenly found two good embryos suitable for running. It's impossible not to be excited!