The system forced me to be a scumbag [Quick Transmigration]

Thursday was a sunny day.

Early self-study during the sports meeting will be cancelled.

There was a simple opening ceremony on the first morning, and the opening ceremony ended at ten o'clock in the morning.

So on Thursday morning, the third year of senior high school only had two events: long jump and shot put.

Early in the morning, Yan Pu handed out a hand banner.

In the middle of the banner are well-proportioned big characters of "Senior Class Six must win", but the background is so green that people can't bear to look directly at it.

Yan Pu famously said: "It is more conspicuous on the plastic runway."

At ten twenty, the long jump competition begins.

In the past, the high jump and long jump were non-speed competition events, because they were far away from the track, and after a game, two or 30 people watched it was considered a lot.

As soon as the athletes entered the arena today, the long jump competition area was surrounded by people from the third and sixth classes of high school.

Yan Pu's group pressed Lei Shuo's shoulders and legs again, pushing the shy Lei Shuo into a big blush.

Suddenly, someone bumped into Yan Pu.

Immediately after, a disdainful voice sounded: "If you press it back and forth, you won't be able to win the top three. Isn't it embarrassing to make such a big gesture?"

Yan Pu turned around, and bluntly increased his strength to slam back.

"We are happy, you can control it! You can still get a third child every year, if you have the ability, you can skip the first class!"

After the words fell, he bumped into the person in Class [-] twice again.

"You are the only one who can hit people! Only you five people like to hit people!"

He didn't roll his eyes until he noticed that the judge teacher had come to the scene, and returned to Lei Shuo's side.

As in previous years, Lei Shuo played steadily and took fourth place in the long jump.

Standing up from the sand, Lei Shuo shook off the sand from his glasses, blushed and said, "Sorry, I still didn't make the top three this year."

A group of people embraced him.

"Fourth is already great, Rego!"

"That's right! It's only one point away from No. [-]."

"Look at the idiot from Class Five, those who don't know think he can jump into outer space."

When Lei Shuo heard everyone's comfort, his guilt dissipated.

There are no members of the sixth class in the first three miles, but no one in the sixth class has any intention of leaving.

Lei Shuo was puzzled and said, "The shot put is about to start, why don't we go?"

Yan Pu shook his head.

Until the fifth class was the first to be brushed off in the first triangle.

The six groups immediately said in unison: "Huh-che—"

Shen Siyang took the lead and raised his ugly hand and shook it twice.

A group of people suddenly shook the bright green hand at the man from the fifth class who was getting up in a panic in the sand.

The man turned red with anger, and left angrily.

Shen Siyang learned from Shen Muque very decently when he heard Shen Muque: "Cut——"

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A group of people moved to the shot put field.

Men's and women's shot puts are played successively on the same court.

Men's shot put first, followed by women's shot put.

After a group of Class [-] surrounded half of the field, they saw the long jumper from Class [-] leading a group of people and surrounded the other side of the field in a mighty manner.

Men's shot put is one of the strengths of the fifth class.

Last year's men's shot put was the first in their class.

There is also a reason why Class Six was able to rank last in the overall ranking last year.

For example, the men's and women's shot puts in their class have never been in the top six in the past two years.

The same is true for men's shot put this year.

The contestants of class six are ranked seventh.

The contestants in Class [-] won the first place without any suspense, just like last year.

The moment the first confirmation was made, the group of Class [-] immediately laughed and taunted.

"Count down every year and dare to touch our class!"

"Laughing to death, Class [-] will win, and your Class [-] will only lose."

"No.3 and No.4 are only one point apart, what about No.1 and No.7? One is six points and one is zero. How many points do you calculate?"

"Oh, I forgot that your class score is the bottom one in the whole grade. It should be very difficult for you to calculate six minus zero, right? Then I have to tell you that it is six points. Your class is now full. It's seven points behind our class."

During the carnival of a group of people, someone noticed Xia Shiyun, who was playing in the women's shot put sixth class.

"Hahaha! What are you doing in class six? You broke the can? You found such a girl who can't carry her shoulders and hands, why don't you continue to let that fat woman from last year play?"

As soon as the words fell, a stone hit his mouth with precision.

In an instant, the blood gushed out violently, and the man covered his mouth with a face full of pain: "Damn it! Which idiot can throw it away!"

Xie Yiwen looked contemptuously at the boy on the opposite side who was not as tall as her: "My old lady throws it away, and if you say something dirty, your teeth will be smashed."

The boy blushed instantly, and rushed in front of Xie Yiwen in three steps at a time.

Before he could get close to Xie Yiwen, he was blocked half a meter away by a hand.

Yan Pu stretched out all his muscles: "The garbage bins won't collect girls' trash."

The boy's eyes turned red: "Damn it! He beat me first! Why can't I beat her?"

Shen Siyang's cold voice sounded: "Did you see her hitting you?"

The boy looked at Shen Siyang suddenly: "Isn't it nonsense? She admitted it herself!"

Shen Siyang turned to look at Xie Yiwen: "Did you admit to beating him?"

Xie Yiwen reacted for two seconds, with a bright smile on his face: "No."

She looked at the boy in front of her, bent down on purpose and said, "Short boy, auditory hallucinations are a disease, please seek treatment from a doctor."

The boy was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke, but Yan Pu pressed him so that he couldn't move forward at all.

He could only say angrily: "My classmates heard it!"

As he said that, he turned anxiously and asked the fifth class and his team for confirmation.

However, except for a few people who usually have a good relationship with him, and a few people who have a deep grudge against the sixth class, the rest of them almost look left and right.

The boy's face was grim for a moment, but he turned around bravely and confronted Shen Siyang and his party: "So many people have heard it, how dare you renege on it?"

Shen Siyang chuckled and looked at everyone in class six: "Did you hear that?"

Everyone cheered in unison, so that the whole playground could hear clearly: "No!"

The boy exploded in an instant: "You are fucking bullying!"

Shen Siyang understated: "Well, you're bullying others, so what?"

The boy was so angry that he wanted to rush forward again.

However, Yan Pu was tall and strong, so he was powerless to stop him.

Noticing that more and more people gathered around to watch, and looked around at the people in class six, he could only grit his teeth and swallow his breath temporarily.

"Just wait for me! I won't give up!"

Turn around and leave.

As soon as he took a step, he was suddenly tripped and fell to the ground.

He became impatient, and instantly stood up and shouted: "It's always obvious to all to trip me!"

Then he asked his friends for confirmation.

Unexpectedly, this time, even his friends shook their heads again and again.

"did not see."

"I didn't see anyone stretching their feet."

The boy looked at everyone in class six again in disbelief.

Everyone was at least half a meter away from him.

He took another step with suspicion on his face, and tripped again.

This time he saw clearly that no one tripped him.

His face was extremely pale in an instant, he got up in shock, and took another step.

Tripped to the ground again.

At the same time, Yan Pu's faint voice sounded.

"Student, people are doing it, but the sky is watching. If you do too many bad things, ghosts will come to your door."

The boy was so frightened that his tears and nose rolled down together, and he ran away crawling and crawling.

After he ran a few meters away, Xie Yiwen suppressed his voice and sighed: "Damn, student Shen, you really have a bit of metaphysics."

Yan Pu secretly poked and gave a thumbs up: "Brother ghost, tall."

The stunned Shen Muque returned to Shen Siyang's side, gently rubbed his face against Shen Siyang's face as if asking for credit, then wrapped Shen Siyang in his arms, and rested his chin on Shen Siyang's shoulder.

There were people everywhere, Shen Siyang subconsciously tightened his body.

It wasn't until the women's shot put competition started that everyone's attention was diverted, and Shen Siyang lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing?"

It's okay not to ask.

After asking, Shen Muque put his head into Shen Siyang's neck with more peace of mind: "I want a reward."

Shen Siyang laughed: "They praised you, but I didn't."

Shen Muque climbed up the pole: "You didn't even praise me, so you should be rewarded."

Shen Siyang was silent for a moment, but found that he was speechless.

He simply didn't care about Shen Muque and just let him hold her.

After 2 minutes, he realized the error of this decision.

A certain ghost is completely the spokesperson of the word "make progress".

Feel the cold kisses falling on the neck one after another.

Shen Siyang was so itchy that he couldn't bear it, so he raised his hand and covered his neck tightly.

In the next second, Shen Muque asked seriously: "Can't we kiss?"

Shen Siyang: "What do you think?"

Shen Muque put his chin back on his shoulder, his voice was soft and innocent: "Why?"

Shen Siyang was silent for a long time, and finally choked out two words: "There are many people."

Shen Muque learned without a teacher: "So you can kiss when there are few people?"

Without waiting for Shen Siyang to respond, he immediately concluded as if he had an answer: "Okay, then I will kiss when there are fewer people."

The tone was very obedient and well-behaved, and Shen Siyang was so choked that he couldn't think of words to respond to him.

Shen Siyang had to turn his attention back to the shot put competition.

Last year's women's shot put champion was in the third class.

The people in class five were not interested in watching it, and their attention was not on the shot put competition at all, but on the facial expressions of the people in class six.

They waited and watched the dejected faces of the sixth class after their defeat.

However, after Xia Shiyun finished throwing the ball, what they waited for was cheers from the six classes.

Listening to the rankings reported by the judges in disbelief, the people in class five seemed to have smashed the paint tray, and their faces were colorful.

Yan Pu held his breath all morning and waited for this moment. He took the lead to return all the mocking words of the five groups of people just now.

"Hey, why did Class [-], which was No. [-] last year, be so lazy all of a sudden?"

"How much is the difference between No.1 and No.1, do you need us to calculate it for you?"

"I'm afraid that the second-to-last grade in the whole grade is not very good in mathematics, so we have to do the math for you. Six points minus six points is zero."

The fifth class and a group of people had different expressions, and finally dispersed.

"It's so cool! It's so cool!" Yan Pu raised his head to the sky and screamed, and rushed towards Xia Shiyun after playing the music, "Sister Shi, I love you!!"

Xie Yiwen kicked him away.

A group of people walked out happily.

"I think our class can do it this year!"

"As the saying goes, a good start is half the battle. I can already foresee the scene of Brother Cheng hitting Gao Zhanpeng's stupid face in the afternoon."

"Brother Yan! You also strive to be the first in this year's [-]!"

Yan Pu was delighted: "Of course it is number one! It can only be number one!"

The atmosphere of the crowd was suddenly lifted.

Then someone coaxed: "Student Shen also ran first in [-]!"

Shen Siyang smiled and walked at the end of the crowd, echoing Yan Pu's words.

"Of course it is number one, it can only be number one."

A group of people suddenly burst into joy, and their laughter rang through every section of the road they passed.

Passing by the laboratory building, Shen Siyang was suddenly pulled into the building by Shen Muque.

There are few people in the laboratory building on weekdays, let alone when there are no classes.

It's cool in the building.

Shen Siyang was brought down the stairs around the corner, the smile on his face was still there, and he couldn't help joking about Shen Muque: "You really..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly poked on the cheek.

Unexpected move, Shen Siyang looked at Shen Muque in a daze.

"Dimples." Shen Muque responded softly.

Shen Siyang knew that she had dimples.

But this was the first time that Shen Muque brought it out alone, and his face blushed uncontrollably in an instant.

There was a moment of silence down the stairs.

Feeling that Shen Muque's gaze was getting hotter and hotter, he had no choice but to say, "Haven't you seen it before?"

Shen Muque poked again: "Today is especially obvious."

Shen Siyang raised his hand to grab his poking hand, and pursed his lips lightly.

Shen Muque watched Shen Siyang's red lips purse into a straight line.

Not long after, the lips that were pursed into a straight line opened again, and were lightly bitten by the teeth.

Teeth leave impressions between the lips.

Shen Muque suddenly hugged Shen Siyang into his arms, buried his head in his neck and let out a "huh".

Shen Siyang was amused by the aggrieved whimper of a puppy, and scratched his soft curly hair: "What are you thinking?"

After a while, Shen Muque's muffled voice came out.

"How about it, is it about the right time?"

Shen Siyang didn't understand: "When is the timing?"

——The timing is almost the same, let's have a kiss.

The author says:

The troubles of the naughty puppy: the timing is almost the same, as if a little salt, a spoonful of sugar and an appropriate amount of chopped green onion are added in the recipe.How much is a little?Is a spoon a large spoon or a small spoon?Is the right amount a handful or a drop?Aww - so difficult;

I’m a bit stuck in writing today, so it’s late (cover my face), chirp everyone chirp everyone