Bamboo horse and the sky fell HE

Wen Yu put away his phone and looked at the empty building across the playground.The sun set quickly, and the light spot quickly slanted westward from the window frame to the outline of the building, and then left the empty building area. He watched in silence for a while, turned and went home without going to confirm the figure.

The 23 people selected for the phalanx had to arrive early. He got up early on Monday. However, the sports meeting was held in the stadium in the area. Wen Yu underestimated the road conditions nearby and almost arrived late.

Although they all arrive on the line, "almost late" will appear to be careless, while "calculating the time" is relatively easy.

In the past, he was always the latter, but today he did the former, and he was not very happy.Before stepping into the gate of the stadium, Wen Yu forced himself to twitch the corners of his mouth and put on a smile.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"It's not too late, it's just right." Ge Ran glanced at his phone and said with a smile, "Come on, come on, let's go through it first, from here to the rostrum, let's take a seat. Go through it again and then change clothes."

After discussion by the class committee, after balancing the theme, aesthetics and price, the clothing for the opening ceremony was a combination of boys' shirts and black underpants and girls' shirts and plaid skirts. It is simple but looks energetic and shows off your figure.

The people in Class [-] practiced the goose step for a few days in the fragmented time after noon and evening self-study, and finally when it was time for acceptance, Wen Yu put the bag on the side of the playground, and when he went back to stand, he heard Ge Ran calling Fu Yuhan's name.

He's here?

I didn't see Fu Yuhan's figure when I first arrived, but only then did Wen Yu realize that there was a man in a white cotton T-shirt jogging on the other side of the circular track.

Hearing the shout, Fu Yuhan crossed the playground and ran slowly to the gathering place. The sun was just rising, and a little light came through the clouds, illuminating the scattered beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Assemble so quickly?" He panted slightly.

"Everyone is here, let's practice once and then make up and change clothes." Ge Ran said.

"Do you still need makeup?"

He frowned, as if disgusted.Ge Ran smiled and said, "You don't need to do it yourself."

"...Is it impossible not to melt?"

"No."

Wen Yu kept looking at him, seeing his reluctance, but didn't raise any rebuttals.

Fu Yuhan stood in his place, and wiped off his sweat with the white towel hanging around his neck.Halfway through, he turned his head and met Wen Yu's fixed gaze, "What are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Wen Yu turned back and smiled, "I think you're interesting."

Where?Fu Yuhan didn't understand.

But he didn't want to ask either.

Ge Ran did not walk in the phalanx, and was in charge of commanding the entire team diagonally in front of the queue.From the playground to the position about 15 meters to the left of the rostrum, you walk on steps. Change the step in front of the rostrum, and change the steps after passing the rostrum.

Ge Ran led the team over, and confirmed with everyone the position of the right step and the person responsible for shouting the password.

Walking forward, turning his face towards the rostrum, Wen Yu could just see the back of Fu Yuhan's head.

His hair is darker than ordinary people, with a twist at the back of his head, which looks a little cute.

By accident, Wen Yu took the initiative to say something again: "I'm in such a good mood today, why don't you come for a run early in the morning?"

"Warm up. High jump competition early."

"Where were you on Friday afternoon?"

"...Does it have anything to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter, but I'll take your place if you're not here."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will go back to school tomorrow to wipe the stool."

Go forward for a while, then change to stepping, and the practice of stepping is over.Xu Qianyi looked back at the two of them and smiled: "I thought you two had a bad relationship."

Fu Yuhan: "It's not good."

Wen Yu: "It's okay."

Xu Qianyi let out a "puchi", and smiled at Fu Yuhan: "Why don't you talk quietly if you don't have a good relationship?"

Where is it?

It's just that he stood in a row with Wen Yu, with a distance between them. When they talked, others could hear them, but they couldn't hear the content clearly. Casual conversations might also be misunderstood.

We all want to be classmates for a year, and Wen Yu can't ignore Fu Yuhan all the time when he talks to him.

Fu Yuhan frowned, too lazy to explain.

Forget it.

After walking all the way, the girls took their clothes and went to the toilet to change. The boys were less particular about it, fearing that the toilet would be too crowded, so they found a sheltered and secluded place nearby and began to undress.

The whole set of clothes purchased by Uniform is less than one hundred, and they can only be worn once, and in order to save money, Ge Ran asked everyone to solve the problem of black leather shoes by themselves.

High school boys are not old enough to wear formal clothes. Some of them even borrowed their shoes from their relatives. The styles are different and the sizes are not suitable. Some pairs look very dirty on their feet. teenagers gathered together and laughed at each other.

Wen Yu walked to the corner, took out his leather shoes from his bag and put them on.

At this time, he would never join the crowd, and was often forced to stand with Fu Yuhan, who was also not very gregarious.

"Tsk," Fu Yuhan glanced at his shoes, and muttered softly, "You're really rich, young master."

Wen Yu raised his eyelids, looked at him and asked back: "Aren't you not bad?"

"Just this pair, and..." Fu Yuhan took two steps on the leather shoes he had just put on, and frowned, "It's a little tight."

"Not buying new ones?"

"Can't afford it." Fu Yuhan snorted lightly.

He saw that he still had something to say, but he didn't say anything more.Wen Yu rolled his eyeballs, saw the eyebrows from Fu Yuhan's sharp jawline, and then quickly retracted them.

Looking at other people's eyebrows and eyes in a secluded place always feels hazy.

After changing their clothes, they threw their backpacks on the stands and walked back to the place where they assembled earlier.

The members of the phalanx need to wait on the sidelines of the playground in class units. The girls began to make up each other, and then came to toss the boys after they were done.

Wen Yu was handsome and had a good temper, several girls volunteered to make up for him; Fu Yuhan, who was a step away, was ignored by no one.Surrounded by a row of makeup brushes, Wen Yu pointed to Fu Yuhan and asked, "Why don't you give him makeup?"

"Don't dare, I'm afraid of death." The girls laughed and laughed, "Fu Yuhan's anger is too scary, let Qianqian go, she is not afraid of Brother Fu."

"It's me again?" Xu Qianyi closed the makeup mirror with a snap, and rolled her eyes, "Isn't it a waste of cosmetics to put on Fu Yuhan's makeup? His face is whiter than my foundation."

"I don't want to melt either." Fu Yuhan kept his pockets indifferently.

"If you don't want to apply foundation, you have to apply a layer of foundation." Ge Ran walked over and stuffed a box of powder into Xu Qianyi's hand, "Here, I brought the first color today."

"Specially?" Xu Qianyi raised half of her eyebrows.

Ge Ran bumped into her and smiled.

Xu Qianyi took the box of powder, found a clean gourd powder puff and walked over, Fu Yuhan bent down to cooperate.

As if accepting his fate, he gently closed his eyes, his cheeks were illuminated by the sun, and it was indeed the same color as the box of powder in Xu Qianyi's hand.

Looks pretty good.

Anyone who heard this evaluation might feel horrified, but Wen Yu really felt so.

Thinking about it carefully, whether it is a blackboard newspaper, a greeting card or a team leader, as long as it involves class-related matters, no matter how much Fu Yuhan resists, he finally agrees.

That's... even more interesting.

If Fu Yuhan was just an ordinary school bully with no knowledge and skills, maybe Wen Yu wouldn't be so curious, but now, the more he looks at him, the more amazing Wen Yu feels.

Once the opening ceremony was over, Wen Yu was fine. He sat on the stand with his earphones on, and his eyes fell on Fu Yuhan intentionally or unintentionally.

The high jump was the first event to start. After the opening ceremony, Fu Yuhan changed his clothes and shoes back, and warmed up at the side of the venue and waited for others.

Those who have records in the past can wait for the previous ones to start from a higher place. Fu Yuhan's take-off height is 1.7 meters.

At this height, there are very few competitors. In addition to two sports students from Class [-], there is also a student from Class [-] and Class [-].

The crossbar was raised to 1.7m[-], and the student from class [-] didn't jump over it. He felt a little regretful, walked to the side to drink water, and talked to the onlookers from time to time.

The field was in the open space beside the plastic curve, and when there were too many onlookers, it was easy to retreat onto the track, affecting the runners' running. The nearby referees came to drive them away several times, but the effect was not obvious.

Wen Yu sat lazy in his seat and watched the crossbar rise to 1.8 meters.

The seats in the stands of class six are not far away, and with his eyesight, he can easily see Fu Yuhan's expression when he is about to run up.

So far he looks relaxed.

Coincidentally, while Fu Yuhan was preparing, the starting gun for the 200-meter sprint rang out.The eliminated contestant from class seven was startled by the gunshots, turned his head subconsciously, and took half a step back when the four contestants passed by in front of him.

There was a person moving towards the middle of the field, which would be fatal to the athletes in the run-up. Fu Yuhan naturally followed suit, but because of the change in the run-up trajectory, he did not jump over this height.

Wen Yu suddenly stood up.

Sitting next to him, the Sports Committee was startled by him, and looked up blankly: "What's wrong?"

"Something seems to have happened over there." Wen Yu thought for a while, then raised his chin.

"Brother Fu? Oh, I'll go and have a look!" The Sports Committee immediately jumped up, "I pointed him at him to get me some points!"

As expected of the sports committee, there are three steps and one step, and they jumped off the stands in twos and threes, and jumped to the high jump side like a monkey in the sky.Wen Yu watched him and Fu Yuhan say a few words, then turned to look the other way.

If he read correctly, the one who ran up the fourth road just now... seems to be from the second class?

The runners in the second class used the second way when they set off, and no one could tell whether he ran astray by accident or on purpose.

Wen Yu narrowed his eyes.

A total of three jumps can be made at the same height, which seems to have little effect on Fu Yuhan.Seeing that he had influenced the school bully in the high jump, the member of class [-] cried like a relative who had just died.

Fu Yuhan glanced at him, said nothing, and stood in front of the starting line again.

This time, he skipped 1.8 meters easily.

The players from the second class also jumped 1.8 meters, which looked a little harder than Fu Yuhan, but at this height, the other two high jump students also started the competition.

With a height of 1.8 meters five, the second class players were eliminated; Fu Yuhan stood on the starting line, approached the run with an arc, and jumped up in front of the pole.

The slender back was leaned back, arched into a smooth arc, and the two long legs flicked in the air. In the next second, Fu Yuhan's shoulder blades hit the cushion.

Passed the bar smoothly, but the landing action was not perfect.

The sports committee was very excited and rushed to the cushion to cheer; Wen Yu saw Fu Yuhan lying on the cushion for two seconds, then stood up.

These two high jump students had passed the national first recommendation standard, and they competed for a height of more than two meters. Fu Yuhan, as a non-professional, took home a score of 1.9 meters five for the sixth class.

If it wasn't for the fear that Fu Yuhan would get mad, Wen Yu felt that the sports committee was so excited that he would have kissed him directly.

Although intimate physical contact is not enough to celebrate, water delivery is still necessary. As soon as Fu Yuhan walked back to the stands, two bottles of ice water were stuffed into his arms.

"Brother Fu," the Sports Commissioner rubbed his hands with a flattering smile, "you drink water, the triple jump is in the afternoon, and there is a 4x100 relay in the morning, it's up to you to perform."

Fu Yuhan didn't take a sip of water and almost choked: "Didn't I say I won't participate in the relay?"

"Me, Zhao Lei, Sun Wenrui, I can't find a fourth person in the class who can run faster than you." The sports committee said, "We must win the second class this year!"

"..." Fu Yuhan paused, "You'd better find someone else."

"There's really no one left!" The sports committee shouted.

He didn't take it seriously, and everyone in Class Six knew that Fu Yuhan said that he would try his best to do this kind of thing in the end, so he persuaded a few words, then ran away with a smile, not to let Fu Yuhan do it again. Opportunity to decline.

Fu Yuhan sighed speechlessly, raised his head and drank all the water in the bottle, and opened a second bottle.

At the end of the high jump, many events on the playground had already started to be checked, and more than half of the people were missing.Although there were three empty seats between Wen Yu and Fu Yuhan, there were no other people around.

Wen Yu turned his head, and his sizing eyes suddenly fell on the sweat beads on his forehead.

Compared with jogging in the morning, the sweat is obviously a little more.

"Hey, old Fu." Wen Yu called him, "Are you not injured?"