What is it like to be at the same table as the first in the class?

I have time today to update my answer.

Student D gave me the refill, a black refill of Wenming brand, yes, he has great taste.

Then I decided to give him something. I remembered that I saw fruit tea on his table a few times before. I think he liked it very much. It happened to be hot in early autumn, so I decided to give him a cup of fruit tea. This is called reciprocity. .

Student D happily agreed, and he seemed to like my return gift very much.

I'm going to buy him a cup of honey citron tea, but I'll have to wait a bit because I'm usually busy from Monday to Friday.

That week, our school's autumn sports meeting started. Student D went to participate in the long-distance running. I know he will definitely sign up for this event. Not only the relay race, student D was also the first in the long-distance running last year. He is indeed very physically fit.

Endurance, strength, surprise, people.

Wait until I get it wrong, let me take it back first.

Okay, I take that back, let me get on with it.

The sports meeting was held for two days, and the time for the high jump I participated in did not coincide with the long-distance running of classmate D. After I finished my competition, I planned to watch the competition of classmate D, and brought him a bottle of salt water by the way.

The head teacher bought a lot of paper cups with the class fee, and I was holding a paper cup with salt water in it, waiting for him at the finish line.

I saw the appearance of student D running on the track after the gunshot. Classmate D ran briskly for the first lap, and his sportswear was covered with the afternoon sun.At that time, I suddenly felt the charm of sports and the charm that sports give people.

At that time, there were only a few people in our class watching, because some of them went to watch other games, and some did not come to the scene. The people watching could not personally feel the physical state of the athletes on the track who were gradually exhausted, but I could I feel that student D's pace has slowed down.

The classmate next to me began to shout, shouting loudly, "DY, come on! DY, come on!"

A certain classmate who I often see him playing basketball with classmate D in physical education class shouted: "DY, if you get the first place, I will give you the Collector's Edition Three Kingdoms Killing—" After the classmate shouted The voice of half a sentence suddenly became quieter, because he suddenly found that the grade dean was standing not far from him.

I also joined the cheering team and shouted with them. The feeling was really exciting. Student D seemed to have heard our voices. When he ran past the audience stand where we were standing, he waved his hands. When we saw him waving, we shouted harder.

With the last 100 meters left, student D began to accelerate, and was doing the final sprint. I seemed to feel the wind from the hem of his clothes. I took a last look at the track, and then squeezed through the surging crowd. He quickened his pace.

I rushed to the white line on the runway at the fastest speed, just like him rushing to the finish line, because I wanted to catch him at the finish line.

I was standing at the finish line with a paper cup, and then I heard a physical education teacher say, "No.1."

A gust of wind came across the surface and whizzed past in my direction. I saw student D's bangs being blown to the sides. I reached out to catch the figure. He ran very fast and didn't stop at once. I stood still The position was not far enough, and I didn't give him enough buffer distance. I tried to stabilize my figure, but I failed, and we fell on the runway together.

Salt water was spilled.

The salt water in the paper cup splashed out and sprinkled all over us, leaving round water spots one after another on our sleeves.

I saw a few drops of sweat fused with classmate D, forming many convex lenses, reflecting the sun's rays.

I heard him panting heavily and his heart beating faster due to strenuous exercise, I smiled and said, "You spilled the salt water."

Then classmate D rolled down from me and lay on the side without saying a word, probably because he was too tired. I immediately got up and tried to pull him to stand up, but he shook his head, indicating that he couldn't stand up now.I saw him wipe his sweat with his hands and breathe fresh air through his mouth. I saw his chest rise and fall, and the sweat on his chin stayed on his neck, and finally hung on the ends of his hair and fell into the plastic track. in the crevice.

I temporarily gave up the idea of ​​pulling him up, followed the line of sight of student D, and there was a vast and endless blue sky in front of me.

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