"Assemble, school is out in ten minutes, and the teacher announces something. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

A few whistles blew, and the boys and girls in Class 2-G gathered towards the physical education teacher, all with a sense of resentment.

For young people with plenty of hormones, this kind of free time to have fun in the playground...... Half a class is simply not enough!

The teacher is going to talk about the sports day.

The Fall Games are held in three weeks, which is the most important event before the final exams, and it requires the collective efforts of the class.

Each class has to give a registration form the following week, and there are also a few minimum requirements, several programs must be staffed, and so on.

These will be selected at the class meeting next Monday, and what the physical education teacher needs to do is to tutor the students.

Teacher Wang smiled coquettishly: "What sports are everyone good at?" ”

The boys and girls took a small step back in unison.

"For girls, Wen Yu should try to apply for as many projects as possible," Teacher Wang smiled coquettishly and threw a wink at Wen Yu.

Wen Yu, who was sweating finely, nodded slightly, and the girls breathed a sigh of relief.

"What about the boys?" Wang Zhanxue's eyes that seemed to be able to hook the soul swept over, but the boys in the class were all cold in their crotches and tightened their legs.

Teacher Wang looked very distressed: "Every year, the sports meeting is like this...... Oops, it's getting harder and harder to find boys with developed motor nerves. ”

Mu Qian stood there with his eyes closed, as if he hadn't heard anything.

Agitation? It's too simple.

Today's boys are very self-controlled...... After all, they have seen a lot of things on various screens, and they will not be encouraged by Mr. Wang's words.

So Wen Yu stood up.

Wen Yu: "Zhen Muqian, a newly transferred student, once represented his original school to participate in the municipal competition and won the first place in the track and field category. ”

Muqian: ......

Caught off guard by being sold.

After Wen Yu finished speaking, he took a step back and stood there calmly, without looking at Mu Qian.

If it weren't for the vague smile on the corner of her mouth, Mu Qian would really think that she was recommending herself for class honor, not because she wanted to fix him......

"Municipal competitions?"

"What is athletics...... But the first place must be very powerful. ”

"Zhen is simply a genius with all-round development of morality, intelligence, physique, beauty, labor and games!"

The surrounding classmates looked at Mu Qian's eyes differently, and they were full of admiration.

In this case, Mu Qian could only speak: "I am only good at 100-meter running, and I will sign up for 100-meter running." ”

"Well...... Teacher Wang took the form and began to tick, "The 100-meter run is similar to the 200-meter run, and it is reasonable for the competitors to participate in the 100-meter run and the 200-meter run to participate in the 4 x 100 meter borrowing." ”

"Hmmm! Well! ”

The boys around nodded in unison.

Mu Qian's forehead was full of black lines, and he wanted to refute but didn't know where to start.

Teacher Wang continued to draw the form, "The four by one hundred meters have been run, and the new students will definitely not mind running one and a half more laps and running a thousand meters, right?" Talent must be fully utilized. ”

This woman ......

Mu Qian just looked at Wang Zhanxue with a cold gaze from the side, but the physical education teacher who wanted to tease him felt a little weak in his heart.

The boy's eyes ......

"Teacher!" Wen Yu suddenly shouted.

"Huh? What happened to Wen Yu? ”

With Wen Yu's shout, Wang Zhanxue got rid of Mu Qian's gaze; Although it was only for a moment, some cold sweat broke out on Wang Zhanxue's back.

Wen Yu: "The school stipulates that in addition to four by one hundred meters, each student can only sign up for two. ”

"Hehehe, huh?" Teacher Wang squinted and smiled, "I just gave a suggestion, and you need to negotiate how to do it yourself." Okay, there's a few minutes left after school, so let's go change your clothes, go ahead. ”

The classmates dispersed in a hurry.

Mu Qian glared at Wen Yu with a dark face, and the latter smiled lightly, indicating that she didn't take it to heart.

A few boys came over, and Mu Qian regained his original smile, talking to the boys about his previous achievements in the 'track and field' industry, and walked to the locker room in the distance.

Before I could change my clothes, the school bell rang as scheduled.

Mu Qian politely declined the kind invitation of his classmates to go to the Internet café, saying that he still had to rush home to do housework, but he was thinking about some small things in his heart.

Well, the little things.

About how to make the two sisters, Wen Yu and Zheng Lin, 'accidentally' meet, and then start talking again...... Such a trifle.

Sure enough, I still want to take care of this nossy matter.

Mu Qian packed his sweatshirt in a bag, locked it in his small locker, and looked at the two missed calls on his phone.

Zhen's mother made a phone call at the beginning of the third period;

Ms. Song had called twice five minutes earlier.

According to the distance between relatives and relatives, Mu Qian of course had to call Zhen's mother back first; But Song Shijing, a stupid person, called herself twice, don't be in a hurry......

Pressing the button to broadcast back, Mu Qian decided to put today's homework until tomorrow morning, so he walked out of the locker room and prepared to take the car home.

The bell rang twelve times before it was connected by Song Shijing.

"Hmm...... Feed? Who ......"

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

"Hah! Xiaoqian! ”

Song Shijing, who was in a daze, seemed to jump up directly, and when she heard her happy laughter, the corners of Mu Qian's mouth also showed some smiles.

This stupid girl.

"What did I do on the phone before, I just got out of class."

"Uh, did it bother you?" Song Shijing sat up from the bed, curled up her calves, and most of the thin quilt on her body slipped off.

"It was PE class before, and my phone was in the locker room."

"Hehe, that's good, I can't delay my family's Xiaoqian to study hard!"

Lord Demon King scolded angrily, "Go, who belongs to your family." All she got was Song Shijing's grinning laughter.

Unconsciously, Mu Qian walked out of the school gate with the phone, and the two talked for a long time without any substantive content, they were all chatting or giggling.

Mu Qian: "What the hell are you calling?" ”

"It's okay, I just wanted to give you a call...... Can't you? Song Shijing snorted softly.

Mu Qian: "Long-distance and roaming are very expensive, I'll hang up first, and then talk about the Internet when I go home." ”

"Okay...... I don't understand romance. ”

"Romance is not a waste!"

"It's so fierce...... Xiao Qianqian, do you want me to give you a smile? ”

"Shouldn't it be a crying at this time?"

Song Shijing: "Girls who love to laugh are very lucky!" ”

Mu Qian: "That's because girls with bad luck can't laugh, thank you." ”

So, the two who said they hung up the phone were still in communication after another five minutes. And the call back to Zhen's mother seems to have been forgotten like this.

The son once said: I married a daughter-in-law and forgot my mother.

Don't deceive us.

'On the phone? ’

Through the car window, Wen Yu looked at Mu Qian, who was crowded into the bus; Looking at the smile on Mu Qian's lips, somehow, she was a little curious about who was communicating with Mu Qian at this time.

"Miss, there was a vicious incident in the fringe area today, and the housewife asked you to show up."

"yes, I see."

The scenery outside the car window moved backwards, and Wen Yu lowered his head in response, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Somewhere in the City of Colours, in an RV.

"See this woman?" A young voice was talking, and there was a floating screen in the RV showing a picture of a battle.

It is a fierce picture of Zheng Lin fighting with a bloody lion.

A deep man's voice replied, "What are your requests?" ”

"As a welcome gift for our cooperation, catch her in front of me," the young voice smiled, "and it's a key figure in our plans." ”

"I see."

A hand reached over and dragged the floating screen in front of him, carefully observing Zheng Lin's fighting style.

At the same time, the light of the screen also illuminated the somewhat gloomy face of the man.

I haven't seen you for a long time, Ren Xingguo.