After chasing wife crematorium HE, double gave birth

During the school sports meeting, late repairs will be as usual, so on Saturday, which is usually a holiday, evening repairs are now arranged.

The students who came out of the dormitory or the dining hall, like chicks returning to the cage on time, some took the time to enter the classroom before the bell for evening repair.

There is also homework on weekends. After Fang Ling came to the classroom, he began to read the notes and write the questions.

This brush is naturally physical.

There was the sound of a stool being moved in front, and soon someone sat down.

Fang Ling knew that other than Zhao Shun, no one else would sit in his seat, but he didn't expect this person to turn around after taking his seat.

"Fang Ling..."

His voice was deep and deep, and he was still at the end of his voice change period, so his voice was a bit hoarse.

With just this sound, Fang Ling, who knew Zhao Shun well, felt that he was probably a little awkward at this time.

When playing with two people and three legs in the afternoon, Zhao Shun only felt that he had a tacit understanding when cooperating with Fang Ling, but he didn't know that Fang Ling knew him too well.

Yes, understand.

Fang Ling knew this person who had shared his bed with him for nearly 30 years, whether it was the little habits or the well-known information, he knew it all.

Just like Zhao Shun after getting married, familiar with every part of Fang Ling...

Fang Ling stopped writing and looked up, meeting his flickering eyes, "Is there something wrong?"

Zhao Shun looked at Fang Ling carefully, and found that this man was really calm, with a calm expression and calm eyes.

Not at all... the shyness of seeing someone you like.

Zhao Shun, who was still skeptical at first, finally believed it.

Fang Ling's love letter was really not addressed to him, and the person surnamed Zhao who signed it was not him at all!

There are so many surnames in the world, and "Zhao" of "Zhao Qian Sun Li" ranks first among the hundreds of surnames. Maybe it's because of the large number of people.

So it's just a funny coincidence.

Zhao Shun thought with some anxiety.

"It's nothing." With a muffled voice, Zhao Shun turned back slowly after finishing speaking.

The pen in Fang Ling's hand twirled around and landed steadily on his fingertips.

After staring at Zhao Shun's back for a while, he withdrew his gaze and was about to continue writing down the questions, but the person in front turned around again.

Fang Ling: "?"

Zhao Shun said out of nowhere, "Youth is a good thing, isn't that true?"

Fang Ling: "Of course."

Although I was not as experienced as I was when I was young, there are more precious things that cannot be replaced.

Such as a cavity of blood, such as enviable vigor, and a body in peak condition.

Zhao Shun raised his eyebrows, "If the age difference is too big, we won't be able to play together, right?"

Fang Ling stopped turning his pen, and looked at Zhao Shun with something strange.

If it wasn't clear that Zhao Shun couldn't know that he was reborn, he would suspect that this guy was connoting him...

Seeing that Fang Ling was silent, Zhao Shun said again, "I think the age difference is too big, so we can't play together. For example, my brother and I are seven years older than me. I usually have nothing to talk to him about."

Fang Ling tentatively said, "Then?"

Zhao Shun's face straightened: "Now it's the third year of high school, so study is the most important thing."

So what's so good about having a crush on an old man?Stop crushing on him!

Learn it!

Even though Fang Ling had a wealth of experience and a flexible mind, he still couldn't understand what Zhao Shun meant when he hoeed and raked.

"That's it, I also told you because you have helped me a lot in the two subjects of biochemistry these days." Zhao Shun turned back again.

There were unfinished papers spread out on the desk, Zhao Shun stared at them, but his thoughts drifted away.

Speaking of that, it was already the best of benevolence and righteousness, but Zhao Shun thought about it, and felt that he should help the lost boy again.

But what to do?

After much deliberation, Zhao Shun simply took out his mobile phone.

On Weibo.

Go in at one point, there is a red dot prompt on the information bar, Zhao Shun doesn't look at him, and directly posts a new Weibo.

[4697381]: I have a classmate who fell in love with an old man in society, how can I make him know his way back?

[It’s a little fairy]: I said before that this is a series, but you still don’t believe @不氪了!

[No krypton anymore]: This direction makes me confused (dizzy)

[It's a little fairy]: So the blogger you mentioned, the classmate you posted on Weibo with you and the people in the last post are all the same person?

[4697381]: Yes.

[No krypton anymore]: U said U, so what if he likes old men in society?Do you live by the sea, the tube is so wide (dog head)

[Is there 0? ]: At first I thought it was someone else's single arrow blogger, but now... emmm, it turns out that you have a good impression of him~

Zhao Shun was stunned.

Does he have a crush on Fang Ling?How, how is it possible? ?

[4697381]: He and I are just classmates.

[No krypton]: Then you don't care who he likes.

Zhao Shun frowned disapprovingly.

These people are really diodes, must they be both black and white?

He just cares about his classmates, can't he...

[Is there 0? ]: Forget it, it seems that the blogger is not enlightened yet, please don’t try to persuade him, he will wake up when his head bangs against the big wall in the future, and maybe he will come back crying and ask us for advice ( smirk)

[4697381]: Impossible, if I like him in the future, I will wash my hair upside down!

Zhao Shun rolled his eyes.

Still crying and begging for their advice?As long as there is a peanut, it will not be so drunk.

After putting away his mobile phone, Zhao Shun also immersed himself in writing the paper.

Once you calm down to study, the time is like the water flushing the toilet in the toilet, fast and fast, and two late classes will be over in a blink of an eye.

During the break of the second class, Fang Ling, who had just returned from going to the bathroom, had just stepped into the classroom when he heard You Su calling him, "Fang Xiaoling, go to the office, the English teacher is looking for you!"

You Su is the representative of the mathematics department, and he just came back from the office.

Fang Ling responded, and instead of entering the classroom, went to the teacher's office at the end of the corridor.

In the evening class, teachers are arranged to sit in classes, and different teachers take care of different classes.

If you look carefully, you can find an office in the evening repair room, which happens to be full of teachers for all subjects.No matter what subject the students come to ask about, they will definitely not return empty-handed.

Fang Ling: "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

The English teacher of class 9 is a very foreign-looking young woman, she looks young, but she is very good at teaching.

The English teacher cut straight to the point: "Fang Ling, there will be a national comprehensive English competition in December. The venue is in the imperial capital. The competition consists of two parts, one is the written test, and the other is the speech, which counts as the comprehensive score. Each school can send up to two people. , each class can nominate two people.”

Fang Ling understood.

The teacher recommends two people for each class. There may not be many of them, but there are too many students in the class. Therefore, before finalizing the candidates to represent the school, these students recommended by the teacher will "fight" for a round before deciding on the final two. represent.

The English teacher softened his expression, "Fang Ling, although there is still room for improvement in your previous test scores, the teacher is still very optimistic about you."

Not only because the other party got full marks in the latest monthly exam, but also because the other party's pronunciation and fluent oral English have really amazed her when the other party is answering questions in class these days.

Fang Ling smiled, "Thank you teacher."

English teacher: "The school's preliminary exam is scheduled for the first and second evening classes next Friday night. Then you and Wen Ze will go to multimedia classroom No. [-]..."

"Teacher, what do you want from me? I remember I handed in my homework~" The visitor was a little careless.

Fang Ling's eyelashes trembled slightly.

The physicist said with a sullen face, "I didn't tell you about the homework. There is a national physics competition. Go and participate."

As soon as Zhao Shun heard that it was a physics competition, he immediately became interested, "Okay, when?"

Physicist Wife: "Next month, but the venue of the competition has not been announced yet, I will let you know when the announcement comes out."

"That's fine." Zhao Shun glanced at the blue-and-white figure standing by the desk not far away, and immediately left, "Look, I will definitely come back with an award!"

Hearing his swearing promise, even the always serious physicist laughed, "Don't be so arrogant, you have many strong opponents in the national competition."

Zhao Shun: "Cut."

The class bell rang, and the teacher quickly sent the students back to the classroom to continue their evening study.

Time rushed by with the sound of students brushing and writing, and the three evening classes passed in a blink of an eye.

Fang Ling ate a lot in the afternoon, so he didn't go to the canteen with Tan Feizhou for supper in the evening.

Go back to the dormitory, wash and sleep, recharge your batteries, and prepare for the 3000-meter long-distance race tomorrow morning.

……

The sun rises in the east, a line of white belly lights up on the horizon, and soon the east becomes white.

Fang Ling's 3000-meter long-distance race is scheduled for ten o'clock in the morning. There are finals and preliminaries for the sprint, but one long-distance race will determine the winner.

Fang Ling was sitting on a folding chair in the base camp, and Tan Feizhou was standing behind him, who was pinching his shoulders with both hands, "Fang Xiaoling, although you are going to play in half an hour, don't be nervous, no Is it 3000 meters, one lap of the playground is 400 meters, and it will be over after seven and a half laps, you must do it!"

Wen Ze was also beside him, shaking the small applause in his hand, "Yes, don't be nervous, we will all go to cheer you on later!"

Squad leader Weng Ruo held Pulse in one hand and Red Bull in the other, "Fang Ling, which one do you want to drink?"

After Fang Ling chose this posture, she unscrewed the cap of the bottle and handed it over.

"Thank you. Actually, I brought hot water myself." Fang Ling said with a smile, and then pushed away Tan Feizhou's hand that loosened his bones, "I'm going to warm up."

Tan Feizhou: "Hey ~ go!"

Zhao Shun's two men's track and field finals were scheduled in the afternoon, and he had a lot of free time in the morning. He didn't like to crowd, so he didn't watch the high jump and long jump competitions.

Now he found a stool and sat in the class base camp, playing games with his mobile phone.

You Su knelt down for several rounds in the game, feeling bored, "Brother Shun, do you want to go watch the medicine ball throw?"

Zhao Shun didn't even raise his eyes, "With Dadong's physique, he has already exceeded his quota in the finals."

You Su laughed, "That's true, but you still have to give spiritual encouragement. I'll go over and have a look. Are you really going?"

Zhao Shun: "No."

You Su shrugged, "Okay, then I will go by myself."

He was really not surprised that he couldn't call Zhao Shun, also, it would be strange to see him enthusiastically join the cheerleading ranks one day.

You Su went by himself.

The time was just right. After Fang Ling finished a set of warm-up exercises, the broadcast sounded, "Students who participated in the men's 3000-meter track and field race, please go to the inspection office for inspection."

Tan Feizhou was shocked, "Fang Xiaoling, it's time for inspection."

Fang Ling is not deaf, of course he can hear, "Well, it's over now."

Broadcast: "Repeat, students who participated in the men's 3000-meter track and field race, please go to the check-in office for check-in."

When Fang Ling went to the inspection, he couldn't compare to Zhao Shun's shouting and hugging when he went to the competition, but there were a few people around him.

Squad leader Weng Ruo told me as he walked, "Long-distance running is different from sprinting. Long-distance running can steal the track. When you start, you can speed up a little and grab the inner lane first."

Fang Ling: "Okay."

The check-in office is 200 meters away from the class base camp, separated by crowds.After Fang Ling and his party walked there for about 50 meters, their figures disappeared completely.

Zhao Shun, who was sitting in the base camp and playing games, had a meal.

The hero he controlled stopped, and the opponent was outputting crazily. The blood bar on the hero's head flew down three thousand feet.

Soon the hero died, and his teammates were cursing wildly.

Zhao Shun clearly looked at the phone, but his eyes were not focused precisely.After a while, he clicked his tongue lightly and exited the game directly.

***

Fang Ling finished the inspection soon, and he got the number plate No. 13.

Tan Feizhou: "I went to take a look just now. There are a total of 20 people in your group."

Fang Ling was fixing the number plate with his head down. Just as the number plate was finished, he heard the physical education teacher over there yelling through the loudspeaker, "Students in the first group follow, we have to go to the track!"

"Let's go~" Tan Feizhou quickly reminded.

Students from each class came with the contestants, and a group of 20 people participated in the competition. This large team is mighty.

When Fang Ling straightened his waist, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head to look, but found that the crowd in that corner was still unfamiliar, as if that glance just now was just his illusion.

"Fang Ling, what are you looking at? Is something uncomfortable?" Weng Ruo was nervous.

Fang Ling looked away, "No."

on track.

The starting point is at one end of the straight, and the players are lined up diagonally.

Fang Ling stood in the middle, looking at the empty track ahead.

The physical education teacher raised his gun, "Everyone, get ready!"

The surroundings suddenly fell silent, and everyone held their breath.

"Bah—" With a gunshot, the sound of refueling erupted like a flood gate being opened.

"Fang Xiaoling, charge the duck!"

"Song Yangyao, hurry up, grab the insider!"

Fang Ling found that after everyone was accelerating and scrambling for the lane at the beginning, he was not in a hurry.

Weng Ruo was anxious, "Oh, what's the matter with Fang Ling, I ran with him just now to grab the insider!"

"This is 3000 meters. If you run out of energy at the beginning, it will be very hard later." The male voice was deep and deep, and there was a trace of nervousness when listening carefully.

Weng Ruo was stunned, and turned his head to look, "Zhao Shun?"

It was indeed Zhao Shun, and it was Zhao Shun who held two small applause artifacts in his hand.

The cheering prop is made in the shape of a slap. Just hold it and shake it from side to side, and the three pages of plastic slaps inside will make a clapping, clapping-like sound.

He holds one in each hand.

"What's the surprise? I can't watch the competition of my classmates, can't I come and cheer for my classmates?" Zhao Shun curled his lips and shook the little hand in his hand at the same time.

clap clap-!

clap clap-!

Weng Ruo: "...not really."

There were many people around, so Tan Feizhou jumped up and looked, "Fang Ling has turned a corner!"

I did turn the corner. After entering the corner, running the inner lane will save effort than the outer lane, and someone behind will start to speed up and overtake.

Fang Ling watched them pass by calmly.

Some people are in a hurry, but in fact, it is not cost-effective to overtake another car on a curve. Now on the first lap, where are you going...

After running one lap and returning to the starting point, Fang Ling saw Zhao Shun standing with Tan Feizhou and the others at a glance.

Zhao Shun was easy to recognize, he was taller than the average boy, and he was energetic, with a straight back, like a poplar tree facing the wind.

With others here, Fang Ling knew that the look just now was not an illusion.

Zhao Shun shook the little palm in his hand, "Come on!"

Tan Feizhou looked excited, "Chongya Fang Xiaoling, if you make it into the top three, Dad will treat you to dinner tonight!"

Fang Ling smiled with his eyes bent, and quickly passed them.

3000 meters, seven and a half laps.

Fang Ling ran lap after lap. At the beginning, he maintained his position in the middle and front, but after the fifth lap, Fang Ling increased his speed a little.

The position was shifting, and at the end of the sixth lap, he went from No.8 to No.5.

Tan Feizhou: "Ahhh, there is still one and a half laps left! There is hope!!"

The big troops from class 9 also came over, each holding a small applause, some like Zhao Shun took two, they were distributed throughout the running circle, Fang Ling applauded when he ran over.

In a scream, Fang Ling accelerated again after entering the seventh lap.

When he surpassed the fourth, the boy at No.4 was so anxious that the whites of his eyes turned red, but he couldn't help it, it was obviously his limit now.

Fang Ling became the fourth.

Some students from Class 9 have already started running with them, including Tan Feizhou, Ding Dayan, and... Zhao Shun.

Zhao Shun was still holding two small slaps in his hands, shaking them loudly while running.

As the game was coming to an end, Zhao Shun completely let go of the inexplicable emotions in his heart, and followed the big team to cheer for Fang Ling.

No.3 is also close to the fourth place. Fang Ling surpassed the fourth place, and soon squeezed out No.3 and rose to the third place.

He counterattacked almost all the way, which made the students of class 9 outside the arena extremely excited.

"Fuck, Fang Xiaopang can do it today!"

"I suddenly felt that Fang Ling was no longer fat, and now he was at a normal weight! Some sister said that Fang Ling must be a handsome guy after he lost weight, and he must be a handsome guy. She predicted it was successful, and I suddenly got Fang Ling's handsomeness! "

"It's me, it's me who said it! I really have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering beauty~"

"Quick, quick, take a picture!"

Fang Ling, who was successfully promoted to the third place, is still accelerating, and now he is only 300 meters away from the finish line.

That is, there is less than one lap left.

No.2 was ahead, they were a short distance away from the third and fourth place, Fang Ling continued to chase.

Tan Feizhou, Zhao Shun and the others were running with them, and Tan Feizhou shouted at the top of his voice, "Chasing for another 30 meters, Fang Xiaoling, chasing them for another 30 meters!"

Zhao Shun held a small clap in one hand, and replaced the small artifact in the other hand with a new bottle of mineral water, "Fang Ling, come on, come on!!"

The distance between Fang Ling and the first and second place gradually shortened, and when he was 70 meters away from the finish line——

He caught up!

The original No. 2 and No. [-] were in a stalemate, and the distance between the two was very close. When Fang Ling overtook from the side, the original No. [-] was in a hurry.

He was very close to the original No.1, and when he fell, No.1 also fell down.

People have instinctive reactions. For example, when drowning, they will subconsciously grab the closest thing to themselves and everything that can keep him from sinking.

It was the same now, when he was followed and fell, he subconsciously reached out and grabbed Fang Ling in front of him.

Just like dominoes, when one falls, all three people fall down.

Zhao Shun's pupils shrank, and immediately rushed over from the edge of the runway. The water and Xiao clapped his hands, and he helped Fang Ling up, "Where did you fall..."

No need to ask, he saw it.

When Fang Ling fell, his left knee hit the ground first. Although it was a plastic runway, but under the sudden friction, it was impossible for nothing to happen.

Zhao Shun saw that Fang Ling's school uniform trousers were torn at the knees and torn so badly that he couldn't see clearly what was going on inside.

"One more thing, I'll finish running first." Fang Ling broke away from his hand.

Tan Feizhou also came over, "Fang Xiaoling!"

Zhao Shun squatted down, "Come up, I'll carry you to the infirmary!"

Fang Ling stood up again, and frowned when he stood upright, "I'm fine, let's help them up too."

Once the rhythm of athletes, especially long-distance runners, is broken, it is extremely difficult to regain it.

Not to mention that Fang Ling has already run more than seven laps. He is very tired now, but no matter how tired he is, he still has to persevere.

In fact, he is a stubborn person in his bones, otherwise he would not have chased Zhao Shun for ten years.

Now that the finish line is in sight, Fang Ling certainly won't give up.

Zhao Shun frowned, "Fang Ling."

Fang Ling ignored him, and he started again.

Thanks to the fact that the first and second left behind the third and fourth for a short distance, even if they fell, there is still time now.

At 70 meters, Fang Ling set off again.

It can be seen that the fall just now should have scratched his knees. Fang Ling was not as agile as before when he ran. Zhao Shun looked at his back with deep eyes.

Tan Feizhou helped the other two contestants up, "Can you still hold on?"

The original No.1 didn't fall because it was cushioned by pulling Fang Ling, "It's okay."

Zhao Shun snorted, "Of course you're fine, there are people in front of you who will back you up."

The contestant was very embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I hurt your classmate."

Zhao Shun turned his eyes away and refused to accept the apology.

Tan Feizhou came out to smooth things over, and then the two players started again.

Zhao Shun never felt that the remaining 70 meters was longer than the [-] meters he had run before.

It seems that there are invisible sharp knives growing on the runway, and every step is hard.

Zhao Shun picked up the things on the ground, ran to the finish line first, and followed the rhythm of the big team to shake the little clapping hands.

"Fang Ling, rush, there is still a little bit left to run!"

"Ahhh, someone is chasing after me!!"

"There are still the last 20 meters, go ahead~"

"Fang Ling, boy, hurry up!" Zhang Zhiguo also came, holding a small clapping hand of the same style in his hand.

Zhao Shun saw a girl take out her mobile phone, murmured that she was so handsome, and then snapped a few photos.

Zhao Shun's fingertips moved.

Fang Ling also heard students from other classes beside the runway screaming and cheering. It should be someone chasing No.1 behind him.

Fang Ling gritted his teeth and accelerated.

When the opponent was still two meters away from him, Fang Ling finally crossed the finish line first.

As soon as he crossed the finish line, Fang Ling was supported by several hands, one of which was particularly strong and powerful, supporting him. Fang Ling glanced at the black short sleeves of the owner of those arms, and he knew who he was.

"Wow! Fang Ling is awesome!!"

"Fang Xiaoling, you are so handsome today, you are so awesome~"

"No. 1, No. 1!"

"Good boy!!"

Another hand stretched out from above, this hand was very rough, with a ring on the ring finger, and it was very hard to stroke his hair.

Fang Ling suddenly suspected that the reason why Zhang Laozhang in his class was bald was because he had bald himself.

Zhao Shun supported him, "I'll take him to the school infirmary."

One word awakened the person in the dream, and the classmates who surrounded Fang Ling woke up suddenly.

"Yes, yes, Fang Xiaoling just fell, take him to the school infirmary."

"Fang Ling, drink some water first, your lips are white." Weng Ruo handed over the mineral water with glucose added.

Fang Ling was indeed thirsty, and after taking a few sips from the water bottle, he felt much better.

"Please give way, give way, there are wounded here who need to go to the school infirmary." A classmate was in charge of opening the way.

Fang Ling stopped, "Wait, I'll take off the number plate first."

This number plate must be returned.

"Ding Dayan, you support him first." Zhao Shun pushed the person to Ding Dayan, then bent down, and took off the number plate pinned to the side of Fang Ling's trousers just like Fang Ling did for him.

After picking off the number plate, Zhao Shun naturally gave the number plate to Ding Dayan, and then took the person back from his hand.

It took a very short time to go back and forth, and Ding Dayan felt that someone suddenly appeared in his arms, and then disappeared suddenly.

Blinking his eyes while holding the number plate, Ding Dayan saw that Zhao Shun had walked a certain distance while supporting Fang Ling.

He scratched his head in doubt, when did Brother Shun have such a good relationship with Fang Ling...

***

In the school doctor's room.

Many students came from the playground, but the school doctor kicked most of them out on the grounds that "there are too many people in the way".

Playing basketball is easy to bump into. Both Zhao Shun and Tan Feizhou knew the school doctor, so they just mixed in.

The school doctor is a silver-haired old man. Regardless of his age, he has actually dabbled in both Chinese and Western medicine.

The old school doctor, Fang Ling, said, "Pull up your trousers and let me see."

Zhao Shun clicked his tongue softly, "Are you a doctor, or is he a doctor? There's no reason to let the wounded do it themselves, you do it yourself."

The old school doctor glared at him, "You are the only one who talks too much."

Fang Ling slightly hooked the corner of his lips.

Yes, someone does talk a lot.

Although the old school doctor said so, after Fang Ling put his legs on the low stool, he still straightened up Fang Ling's school uniform pants by himself.

A fair calf was exposed, with well-proportioned texture, and the skin was like fine porcelain fired in an official kiln, so white and desolate.

Zhao Shun was taken aback for a while.

The piled trousers were quickly pushed to the part above the knee, and Fang Ling's entire calf, including the knee part, was exposed.

The school uniform pants were all worn out, and the knee position was injured as well.

A small piece of superficial skin was rubbed up, and the unprotected tender flesh oozes bright red blood.

The entire knee is bright red, the kind of red that is intertwined with each other, forming a clear contrast with the white greasy calf.

Zhao Shun only took one look and then looked away. For some reason, he suddenly couldn't see the wound, and felt uncomfortable looking at his heart.

The old school doctor is someone who has seen big storms. In his opinion, Fang Ling's small scratches are not enough to plug the gap between his teeth, so he is very calm, "It's okay, just a little bit of skin abrasion."

Zhao Shun raised his brows, "It's all bleeding!"

Tan Feizhou echoed, "Yes, it's all bleeding!"

The old school doctor: "Just disinfect and stop the bleeding."

Seeing that they still wanted to talk, Fang Ling hurriedly said, "Zhao Shun, let the students outside go back first, I remember there will be a long jump final later, let them go over there to cheer."

Zhao Shun looked at him for two seconds, then turned around and sent a message.

The old school doctor was nimble. When Zhao Shun came back, the wound on Fang Ling's left knee had been disinfected and a piece of white gauze was pasted on it.

The old school doctor warned, "Try not to touch the water these two days."

Fang Ling pushed down his trousers, "Thank you, the school doctor."

The old school doctor waved his hand, agreeing that they can leave.

"Fang Xiaoling, I'll support you." Tan Feizhou went over first and helped Fang Ling who was sitting on the chair up.

Fang Ling smiled and said, "No, your appearance makes me feel like I have a limped leg."

Tan Feizhou: "... Bah."

Zhao Shun, who had raised his hand a little, put it down silently.

The knee hurts, but the pain is completely within Fang Ling's tolerance.

But obviously, the students in Class 9 now treat Fang Ling as Liuli.

Those who win glory for the class must be served.So after Fang Ling returned to the class base camp, in just 10 minutes, three boys and four girls approached him and asked him if he wanted food or something to drink.

In the end, Fang Ling couldn't take it anymore and ran to the radio station to be quiet.

In the afternoon, Fang Ling was still on the radio station. When Zhao Shun was running for the finals, he read a few cheers for Zhao Shun.

Zhao Shun was undoubtedly capable. In the words of the onlookers later, he was about to become a bolt of lightning, heading straight to the finish line like a wild horse running wild.

I don't know if Zhao Shun's condition is too good, or there is a sense of feng shui turning around. Last year, Zhao Shun won the second place in the [-]-meter dash, and this year he won the first place.

As for the 400-meter track and field, he also won the first place, and Zhang Zhiguo was so happy that he couldn't see his eyes.

Fang Ling is still at the radio station, and Tan Feizhou is also here.

In fact, this is a good location, because the radio station is on the stone steps, so the so-called stand high and see far, this is a good location to see the whole audience.

Tan Feizhou first stood up straight, looked at the class base camp across the playground, and then took out his mobile phone to look.

I don't know what he saw, his eyes lit up, "Fang Xiaoling, Zhao Shun said that he invited the whole class to dinner in the afternoon, and now he is counting the students' dinner intentions. What do you want to eat tonight?"

One person one vote, those who eat hot pot vote for hot pot, those who eat pasta vote for pasta, the minority obeys the majority.

Tan Feizhou added: "The voting will end in 15 minutes, so hurry up and choose one."

Fang Ling thought for a while, "Let's help yourself to hot pot."

Since the whole class is together, the atmosphere of eating hot pot will be better.

Tan Feizhou: "That's great! Hey, I actually want to eat hot pot~"

After 15 minutes, the voting results came out. There were 9 people in Class 64, and 43 of them wanted to eat hot pot.

So Zhao Shun sent a message.

[Zhao Shun: The school sports meeting ends at [-] o'clock. After the end, everyone goes to the third floor of the dining hall and turns around the hot pot. I reserved a session there. ]

[Ding Dayan: Thank you Brother Shun! ]

[You Su: Wow, wow, brother Zhao Shun is so high~]

[Weng Ruo: Be there on time! ]

[Genglin: Crazy 1]

……

The students swiped the information, and quickly swiped a large piece.

While the students were looking forward to it, the time slowly came to five o'clock in the afternoon.

At the end of autumn, it gets dark early, but at five o'clock in the afternoon, the orange sunset glow has already appeared in the sky, and the sunset glow is spread over a large area, like a paint bucket knocked over by a painter.

After the brief closing ceremony, a large group of Class 9 students rushed to the canteen immediately, Fang Ling was not among them.

He had to clean up the tables and chairs in the base camp, and move the folding tables and chairs away from the playground. There were not many tables and chairs, and since they were foldable, it was quick to pack them up, and he only needed to go once.

Weng Ruo, who said he would be there on time, arrived at the third floor of the dining hall with Fang Ling, Zhao Shun, and Ding Dayan as the last group.

The hot pot restaurant was booked by Zhao Shun, and it only received people from Class 9 tonight.

When they opened the door and came in, all the students had already taken their seats, drinks were placed on many tables, and the pots were all boiling, but they didn't seem to be eating.

"Here it comes, I can't help but move my chopsticks if I don't come again!"

"Hey, I feel like I could eat a cow now!"

"Brother Shun, we have reserved the first table for you!"

As the name suggests, the revolving hot pot food is placed on the conveyor belt, and it swims like a snake with the movement of the conveyor belt.

Tables for six or four people will be placed on both sides of the conveyor belt. When the food passes by, those who are fancy can get it.

In this rotary mode, of course, the closer you are to the food outlet, the earlier you can get the food.

Zhao Shun walked directly towards the first table, but stopped after taking two steps, and turned around, "Fang Ling, what are you doing in a daze? Hurry up!"