Transmigrating Into The Heartthrob's Cannon Fodder Childhood Friend

Games.

After the flag-raising ceremony, there were speeches by various leaders. The principal and vice-principal stood on the rostrum and spoke for half an hour.

After standing for an hour, there were complaints from all directions. The teacher coughed and allowed them to sit down and rest in place.

The first team is in the middle.

Sitting cross-legged on the lawn, Song Yu tore open a mint and stuffed it in his mouth.

He looked at the pile of small pink envelopes piled up in front of him, with a slightly surprised look on his face, and raised his eyebrows: "What are these?"

Xi Bowen glanced at the crowd next to him, pouted, and said in a low voice, "A letter. Your little fans sent it. I guess it's all for your afternoon competition. Brother Yu, hurry up and take a look."

Ma Xiaoding counted beside him.

"1, 2, 3... 14, 15, 16, Mummy sixteen letters." He sincerely sighed: "Brother Yu is awesome, Brother Yu is invincible, the popularity, looking at the whole No. [-] Middle School, Only Xie Shen can fight against it."

Song Yu didn't sleep well yesterday, and now he is sleepy, so he sneered.Containing a piece of sugar, the cool mint flavor spreads in the mouth, and the spirit is better.

He pulled a letter over: "It's all love letters? Come on, it's early in the morning, it's kind of embarrassing." It's just that his eyelids are drooping, his lips are drawn lazily, and his face is full of "I'm so sleepy" I want to sleep", without any embarrassment.

Ma Xiaoding looked left and right, found a bright spot, gloated and said, "Look, brother Yu, you rejected a love letter last time. Now everyone has learned to be smart, and you don't write all the names, so you can't find anyone. I don’t even want to go back.”

Song Yu took a closer look, and sure enough, the letters were all aliases, either Meimei or Mengmeng, or Xiaoqianwanwan, how could he be perfunctory.

With a tug on the corner of his lips, the last bit of sleepiness was gone.

Song Yu opened one casually and glanced at it.

On the colored paper, there are cute kaomoji drawn, and then a line of words "Come on, husband, you are the best today".Opening up another one, it is much more literary and artistic, with beautiful words, but the signature is "your future girlfriend".Of course, this is not the most excessive, the subsequent inscriptions are more individual than each other.

"The next middle school flower"

"Did Brother Yu sleep until today?"

"School bully brother take a look at me"

"Get the certificate at eight o'clock, my husband"

Song Yu chewed the candy, feeling a little familiar. This must be their forum id, and in a sense it was a real-name confession.

He analyzed it in his mind, and said with a smile: "Nowadays, high school girls are really too idle, and they call people husbands casually. For the sake of school spirit and discipline, I decided to add a standard to my future spouse selection criteria. I don't accept it." Girls with a total score of less than [-] show love."

"Hiss." Ma Xiaoding gasped. As a scumbag, he felt hurt. "Can I get a discount? [-]% off, [-] points."

Xi Bowen laughed haha: "I'm afraid that when the average grade score is out, the principal will send you a pennant if it is more than ten points higher than before."

Song Yu: "Don't, make contributions to the school, and hide your achievements and fame."

At this time, Ma Xiaoding suddenly started patting the grass excitedly.

"Brother Yu, thank God for coming on stage."

Song Yu's remaining words stopped at the edge of his mouth.

The surroundings began to commotion, sweeping away the lifelessness that had just started.

Girls you push me, I push you, whispering, can't hide the excitement.

Song Yu put down the letter in his hand, raised his head and looked in the direction of the rostrum.

This is the second time Xie Sui took the stage to speak as a student representative after the freshman representative last time.Under the empty blue sky, the boy is wearing a school uniform, handsome and upright, outstanding and dazzling.He read the words to the speech, maybe he didn't sleep well, his voice was a little hoarse, cool and provocative.

No one listened to what he said, all stared at his face.

The autumn wind blew the white paper at his fingertips.

Song Yu heard the sighs of the two girls on the right back.

"Thank you God, it really shocked my whole high school. He looks good, has a good temperament, good grades, and his voice is so soft, I feel a heartbeat every time I see him."

"Who doesn't love school grass? Next time, I can suggest to the school that I post the photo of the number one student on the grade list, which will definitely stimulate my full motivation to study. When I think of me being promoted, I will be one step closer to him. Instantly I want to buy a set of Five Three."

"Hahahahahahahaha don't ask, it's the power of love,"

Song Yu sat on the lawn, looking at that outstanding young man, the corners of his lips could not be restrained from rising.

His deskmate is awesome.

Xie Sui stepped off the stage, and the audience screamed like a tide, and the voices were so loud that the class teachers shook their heads.

Song Yu came back to his senses, still holding the unopened letter in his hand, and continued to lower his head, looking at the "love letter" he had received.

No.13 letters.

Xi Bowen asked: "Brother Yu, what do you plan to do with them after reading them?"

Song Yu said naturally, "Throw it away."

Xi Bowen exaggeratedly said "wow" in an instant: "Brother Yu, you are such a scumbag."

Ma Xiaoding shook his head and sighed: "You forgot, my brother Yu, in addition to being a jerk, also has another person in the forum who is a cruel scumbag."

Song Yu expressed his disapproval: "Is this called scum?"

Xi Bowen: "Isn't this scumbag?"

Song Yu sneered: "Then show you what a real scumbag is."

Holding a bunch of letters in his hand, he said to Ma Xiaoding, "Guess which one I am most satisfied with?"

Ma Xiaoding was stunned, and blinked: "Which one."

Song Yu took off his school uniform jacket and put it beside him, sitting in a carefree posture.The light-colored tea pupils are full of smiles, and the corners of the lips are lazy.

"That's a little hard to choose."

He pulled out a letter and put it on the grass.

"My favorite is Wanwan."

Another one.

"I respect Mengmeng's ideas."

Another one.

"But seeing Meimei's letter, I couldn't help being very happy."

fourth.

"Interacting with Xiaoqian is the easiest."

He is like dealing cards, one by one down.

"But if you have to choose a person together? I choose—"

I haven't put down the letter in my hand.

A person sat next to him, his voice was cold, and he asked lightly: "Who do you choose?"

Song Yu maintained the movement of raising his arm to hold the letter.

The body felt as if the pause button had been pressed, and the name on the letter suddenly became speechless.

Head tilted.

The man who was shining on the rostrum just now had already sat beside him with his long legs. He looked at him with a handsome face, with a smile on his lips, but his dark eyes were cold.

Suddenly feel guilty.

Song Yu coughed and completed it.

"...choose to study."

Both Xi Bowen and Ma Xiaoding were confused by Song Yu's scumbag remarks just now.

Only reacted now.

Ma Xiaoding's eyes widened: "It's too scumbag."

Xi Bowen adjusted his glasses and was dumbfounded: "My dear, Brother Yu, do you want to open a fish pond or a harem?"

As they talked more and more, Song Yu rolled his eyes.

Without a brief summary, it was like pouring dirty water on him.

He explained to Xie Sui: "What I just showed them is not my real thoughts."

Xie Sui repeated slowly, with a light tone: "My favorite is Wanwan. I respect Mengmeng's ideas very much, but I can't help being happy when I see Meimei's letter. Chatting with Xiaoqian is the most relaxing—"

Public execution!

Song Yu leaned over in shame, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, angrily and funny: "Enough, I like my deskmate the most, don't read it, don't read it."

Song Yu's palm lines are very light, and his skin is delicate, as soft as jade.Covering the lips, to Xie Sui, it was more like a kiss on the palm of the hand.

I like my deskmate the most.It is as sweet as spring water.

Suppress your inner longing.

Xie Sui took his wrist and took it away, chuckled, and said slowly: "Don't you like studying?"

"No contradiction." Song Yu deliberately changed the subject: "Don't mention this, I'll show you the final inscription of their letter. It's really bold, and it can be called anything."

Open the folded paper in your hand.

The content crazily praised him, called him husband, all kinds of rainbow farts.

Signed is.

"...thank god you were awesome last night?"

Song Yu: "..."

Xie Sui: "..."

Ma Xiaoding: "Hahahahahahahahaha"

Xi Bowen also suppressed a smile: "This one wants to be in two boats."

Song Yu silently folded it back.

Xie Sui was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "You were not bad last night."

Song Yu: "...!!"

He tried to turn the subject back: "I am better today, and this afternoon is my home game."

Xie Sui rolled his eyes: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Of course, the sports meeting should also cheer for the students in the class.

Song Yu was quite excited to watch anyway.

Being stuffed with a small flag, I thought it was novel and interesting, so I waved it randomly.

The cheers and shouts beside him were like a tide.

A sound of cheering is inspiring.

He was happy together.

The announcer was Lin Shuangqiu, and his voice spread throughout the playground.

"Crossing the white starting line, you are like a golden lightning. In this autumn, you are full of youthful infinity. Come on, athletes, take off like an eagle and conquer your battlefield!"

In the afternoon, the men's 1500 long-distance race.

When Song Yu changed into his clothes and came out, a group of girls next to him were laughing and taking pictures with their mobile phones, sighing, "Brother Yu is so handsome."

Jiang Chunian took a small electric fan and handed it to him courteously: "Brother Yu has worked hard to win glory for the class."

Song Yu smiled.

A boy next to him made a fuss: "Brother Yu, there are people in other classes who look down on you, and now the forum is starting to place bets again. I'm not convinced, and I bet on my virginity! You must take the first place, and I will explain it on my first night It's in your hands."

His roommate was dumbfounded: "Did you give away the first night again?! Didn't you send out the last time?"

Boy: "Damn, it's a long story."

Song Yu took a sip of water, put the water bottle on the table with a smile, and said casually, "Don't worry. The purpose of my long-distance running is to prove to everyone that a person can run fast while being handsome,"

Jiang Chunian: "???"

Turn up the fan to its maximum setting, "666."

Song Yu walked into the runway.

On the playground, in the sports stands, there was another burst of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

A boy in a peaked cap pointed a selfie stick at that side, full of enthusiasm: "Hello, it's me again, your good friend Big K, I really love Song Yu so much, I like to record all the crap for him. Look Have you gone to the cool guy over there? Although he can’t say to us, we can interact with him in our hearts. My roommate stopped giving away Maserati this time, and started giving away Rolls Royce. Song Yu will give it away first, Big K Friendship comes with an eight-yuan discount coupon."

Ma Xiaoding and his group of younger brothers were fully armed again, whistled, clapped, and glow sticks, all in their hands.

Xi Bowen snatched away the Screaming Chicken for fear of embarrassment.

Ma Xiaoding waved his arms and whistled loudly: "Brother Yu, charge!"

Song Yu is now on runway 3, the most eye-catching.

Next to him was a bronze-skinned boy, who glanced at him and said with a smile, "Which number is Yu going to get?"

Song Yu: "Is this something I can decide? You don't care how much I have to bear."

How many people's first time, how many luxury cars and mansions.

The bronze-skinned boy: "Hahahahahahahaha."

A shot went off.

Game start.

From the white starting line, the handsome young man charged straight away like a flash of lightning.

"Ah ah ah"

The audience screamed again.

Jiang Chunian was so nervous that she almost pinched the hand of her tablemate.

Liang Yingying couldn't bear it anymore: "Why are you so nervous if you don't send Chu Ye off!"

Jiang Chunian: "Ah, I'll give it to me. If Brother Yu wins, I'll give him my first kiss!"

Liang Yingying: "...you are looking for a fight."

Song Yu's physical strength is very good, but after all, he has only trained for a week, so he is still a bit behind compared with the special students.In the first two laps, he and another tall man were in a stalemate, far ahead of everyone, but neither of them was half a step behind.

But at the last lap, his disadvantaged period came. He didn't explode enough, and when he was approaching the sprint stage, he became more and more tired, as if he was pouring lead, and his pace gradually slowed down.

"Brother Yu—Come on!"

Almost most of the people were nervous with him, clasped their hands around their mouths, and shouted loudly.

Ma Xiaoding clapped the plastic palm in his hand, and whistled loudly.

"Brother Yu, let's go!"

Last lap.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the finish line, another person started to throw Song Yu away.

Heart-piercing roars erupted from the audience stand.

"Brother Yu!! My first night, you have to be responsible for me!"

Audience station: "...???"

All the shouts in his mouth were swallowed back by Lei De.

With him as the beginning, the refueling later also changed, and everyone became more excited towards the end.

"Brother Yu! Rolls-Royce Phantom! See that! Waiting for you at the finish line!"

"Brother Yu! A house with a sea view is just ahead!"

"Who records the barking of dogs? I think that's a bad idea."

"What dog bark do you want——Brother Yu! Look quickly and thank God! Did you see such a handsome boyfriend at the finish line?"

On the side of the runway, there was a neat refueling.

There was only the sound of the wind in Song Yu's ears, he couldn't breathe in his chest, and his eyes were fixed on one point.

It's now.

When sprinting.

At this moment, he suddenly erupted, as if his whole body had been injected with new strength, he clenched his teeth, as fast as a gust of wind.

Sprint forward like lightning.

"Wow ah ah ah-!"

The audience stood up excitedly.

In the studio, Lin Shuangqiu took out a new cheer script and whispered into the microphone.

"Screaming, excitement, joy, this is us at this moment. Chasing, heartbeat, persistence, victory or defeat is only a matter of thought, this is your battlefield, the competition is king, it belongs to our youth, and the golden autumn will never leave."

Almost.

Song Yu looked at the back of the person in front of him, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.A strong sense of competitiveness suddenly arises, and there is only one thought in my mind.

surpass him!

Change to the next one.

Lin Shuangqiu was taken aback.

Then laugh.

Her voice suddenly slowed down.

The sweet voice, with a smile, came slowly.

"Your sweat sprinkled on the runway, hot watering my thinking, your eyes look at the finish line, sharply piercing my soul."

Soon, soon.

Song Yu clenched his back teeth.

The whole soul is on fire.

"There are too many beautiful words that I can't usually say, but I can only tell them quietly behind the shouts at this moment."

"You are thousands of stars, you are the flow of grass and trees, and you are all the beauty I can think of."

With every step he took, he could hear his heavy breathing, his throat was dry, and his lungs were on fire.

"Thank you for appearing in my life, embellishing all the ordinary and boring years. Let the mint-flavored wind of midsummer hang on the tail of my youth."

"Kind, cute, smart, my husband Brother Yu."

In the last few seconds, Song Yu's mind went blank.I don't know if I have surpassed that person, but I just look at the finish line.

Xie Sui stood there.

"faster."

Suddenly the whistle sounded.

The moment I stepped across the finish line, it was like the last string snapped, and exhaustion and loss of strength swept through my body.

"Quicker."

There was a din of voices and screams all around.

His eyes were blank, he was about to kneel down, and fell into a strong and cold embrace.

"Cross the finish line and come to my heart."