At this time, Mr. Zhang slowly mentioned: "By the way, you can also apply for two events for the sports meeting." ”

The first place in the sports meeting is a broken medal and a book, Yang Mianmian can't look at it.

"Otherwise, the long rope will cost fifty people, and the tug-of-war will too, and you will participate in the team competition?" There are only more than 50 people in the class, and a shameful project like radio gymnastics is almost the whole class.

Yang Mianmian understood what he meant and made a decisive choice: "I run 800 meters and 400 meters of obstacle runs!" ”

These two are the most unpopular events, and girls are generally not happy to participate, but those who run 800 meters have the benefit of not participating in the later group events, so she decisively chose this.

Teacher Zhang put away the registration form, walked around the class again, and left satisfied.

Yang Mianmian sighed: Okay, people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads, she can only admit it, this kind of old fritter that has been taught for decades is really not something that young children can do.

After reporting on Wednesday, the number bib was issued on Friday, dirty and old, pinned behind him with a pin, Yang Mianmian's number is: 444.

She held the rag between her two fingers, and saw that it was crying pitifully: "Boom, I have dust all over my body, help me wash it." ”

Yang Mianmian sighed, after thinking about it, she was embarrassed for a long time, and finally went to the toilet to stuff it under the faucet to flush it, and squeezed some hand sanitizer by the way to rub it.

It's so comfortable that it's about to fly into the sky: "〈( ̄) ̄)〈Good plain clothes, great, take me a bath and fly me 〈( ̄) ̄)〈"

After washing, Yang Mianmian took advantage of the sun to shine on the windowsill, took a notebook and pressed it so as not to be blown away by the wind, and then in the next English class, she heard it singing: "I love to take a bath and have a good skin~~Lala~~Wash, wash, bath~~~"

After a lesson like this, she couldn't remember how the song was originally sung_(:з"∠)_

Anyway, on Saturday, the sports day begins.

Early in the morning, the mountain bike that Yang Mianmian was riding encouraged her: "Come on!" Continuous! Continuous! Come on! ”

The excitement is not only it, as soon as they entered the classroom, the whole class was immersed in an excited mood, the boys had already moved the tables and chairs to the playground, Yang Mianmian took a romance novel from the desk, their class occupied a shady place on the playground, the weather at the end of October was not yet cold, and they had to wear a thin jacket in the morning, but they could only wear short sleeves at noon.

She threw her bag on a chair and was driven to the queue.

Oh, by the way, one of the major features of the sports meeting is to enter the field, each class plays tricks, shouting slogans, lining up in phalanxes, wearing uniform uniforms, and the eight immortals cross the sea to show their magical powers.

So the students in the first class also wore a T-shirt with a red heart on a uniform white background, everyone wore dark pants, only Ji Xiaowen had the same class uniform on top and a pink sports skirt below, she was the team leader, so she also wore light makeup today, which was particularly eye-catching.

Yang Mianmian wore her washed faded blue T-shirt and white-washed pink sports cropped pants, sitting on a chair and pretending to sleep.

She didn't have the money to pay for the uniform, so she didn't buy it, so she didn't have to attend the silly-looking entrance ceremony.

"Mian ......" so many chairs were cautious, for fear of touching her sensitive little heart.

Yang Mianmian put the school uniform on her face and smiled sullenly: "I'm fine." ”

She remembered that when she first started school and paid the class fee, Xiaowen came to collect the money, and she said, "I don't have any money." Ji Xiaowen was impatient: "You can't take out the twenty yuan class fee, this is to buy things for our class." ”

"I don't have any money." She looked at her with a particularly calm look.

Then Zheng Jiamin came over and said something, and Ji Xiaowen snorted: "It's okay if you don't pay, don't touch the things we bought with our class fee in the future." ”

At that time, she didn't say anything, but last year's New Year's Day class held a party, bought a lot of apples, oranges, melon seeds, toffee peanuts, Xiaowen came over with a bag, looked at her with a smile, Yang Mianmian packed up her schoolbag, turned around and left.

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, her vision was blurred, and half of her face was hot, as if she had been slapped hard.

It's such a terrible memory. She forced herself not to think about it anymore, just as the second grade had finished entering the field and the students were returning to the stands one after another, she took off the school uniform covering her head and stretched a big lazy waist.

At that time, the warm sun just shone over, she squinted slightly, the outline of her body was like a hairy painting, only a pair of beautiful apricot eyes like a lake sparkling, particularly attractive eyeballs, her expression could not be said to be so moving, one leg was still on the chair in front of her, no one sat up straight, but beautiful is beautiful, the reason why the beauty attracts people's attention is because even if you don't stand and sit and don't sit, there are no bones in the body are also beautiful.

At this time, the students of several classes were crowded over, and she sat alone on the high platform, which was ruthless and moving.

Even if she is as arrogant as Xiaowen first-class, she has to admit that Yang Mianmian is really good-looking, you can say that she has thousands of bad things, but when she is beautiful, everyone will look at her, she is the focus, and everyone standing next to her will be overshadowed.

And Yang Mianmian saw so many people coming over, she stood up after stretching her waist, her head shook slightly, her hair was thrown away like a shampoo advertisement, occupying all the sight, she stood up and walked to the highest layer, her steps were light like a cat.

A few girls couldn't help but whisper: "Has she ever learned to dance, I see that her walking posture is different from ours." ”

Another immediately retorted: "How can she have the money to learn to dance, I heard that Xiao Xiaowen is studying ballet." ”

"Xiao Xiaowen is not as good-looking as her."

"It's true." There was also another one who immediately interjected to express his opinion, "And Xiao Xiaowen has makeup, how can Yang Mianmian have the money to buy cosmetics, she can't afford a lipstick for ten yuan a piece in the shop!" ”

Ji Xiaowen: "......"

Therefore, no matter how beautiful Yang Mianmian is, people will not think that she is makeup or plastic surgery, because ...... She's poor

There are only 50 meters and 100 meters in the morning, which is considered a warm-up, and Yang Mianmian will not wait until tomorrow, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, so she will take a novel and sleep on her face.

Dimly, she heard someone talking to her: "Do you like to watch Lolita?" ”

She took the book down, glanced at the man sitting next to her, and handed it to him, "I'll borrow it if you want to read it." ”

She finished reading it anyway.

"What do you think of Humbert's feelings for Lolita?" Hu Yilin smiled, as if she had a soft light in the sun, and she heard the girls sitting next to her turn their heads.

One of them even boldly replied: "It's beautiful, the more taboo things are, the more attractive they are." ”

This answer made Hu Yilin's smile deeper, and he looked at the delicate girl, as if with affection: "I think so too." ”

The girl who was so gently watched by the male god suddenly turned red, and she couldn't say a word.

"What do you think, classmate?" Hu Yilin turned his gaze back to Yang Mianmian's face.

She smirked, "I'm sorry, I haven't seen it yet." She stuffed the book into her bag, picked it up and left, this time not even bothering to say hello.

"What, Dr. Hu talked to her, and she actually gave her a face!"

"It's amazing!"

Yang Mianmian heard their whispers, but she didn't seem to have them, and all her attention was on what Hu Yilin's watch said just now.

"Run, you've become his prey."

She didn't know why the watch, which never spoke, suddenly said something to her, but it had made him shudder, and he didn't want to stay for a second.

Prey, what does this mean, is it purely about hunting, or is it something else? Yang Mianmian stopped halfway through.

I have to say that this incident aroused her vigilance at the same time, and her curiosity was also hooked up, she didn't want to cause trouble, but this incident always made her uneasy.

Is it necessary to check out and see if you are thinking too much?

Intuition told her that this person was more dangerous than Zhou Dazhi, and when Zhou Dazhi committed the crime, there was still a key ring to open his mouth, but the items around Hu Yilin didn't even dare to say a word, and he was too silent.

Yang Mianmian has never met such a person, and although the objects she has seen so far have different personalities, she has never had such a secretive attitude.

Moreover, the items in the infirmary are just as chattering and gossipy as the others, and they must be unaware.

Only those who are close to them know something, and those things silence them.

She rode around with her cranky thoughts, and when she came back to her senses, she found that it was not the way home, so she simply wandered around without a purpose, and there are many characteristic buildings in the southern city, such as the Shikumen that combines Chinese and Western cultures, and the area has become one of the attractions of the southern city, full of bars, cafes and craft shops.

Of course, high consumption, so this is not where Yang Mianmian will stay. But she stopped, because she saw a very familiar person.

That should be Jing Chu's girlfriend, Luo Peipei, although she only met at Time Restaurant last time, Yang Mianmian did not forget her.

This is a beautiful, sophisticated, stylish woman who will wear the popular models of the season from well-known big brands, pointed-toe heels, long wavy curls, and exquisite makeup that will always be impeccable.

Actually, Yang Mianmian is still quite curious about Luo Peipei, but from the outside, Jing Chu and Luo Peipei are quite compatible, but Jing Chu, a person who faces all kinds of murderous cases every day, and such a petty bourgeois woman who is surrounded by fashion and food every day, really have a common language?

She didn't know she was the truth.

At this time, Luo Pei Pei was sitting in a rather atmospheric café drinking coffee, she was wearing a white professional suit today, a small suit and trousers lined her with a very capable and neat line, and the goose yellow silk scarf tied around her neck added a feminine softness, the bright red high heels were very jumpy, very eye-catching, and the finger was a chic ring, it can be said that Luo Pei Pei was dressed very well today, which was definitely in line with her identity as an editor of a fashion magazine.

And at this time, a man who was also well-dressed walked over, slightly owed, as if apologizing for his tardiness, Luo Peipei smiled and said something, he pulled out a chair and sat down, and the two of them talked happily.

Yang Mianmian thought seriously for a minute, decided not to move, she went to the stall next to her and bought a popsicle, the cheapest kind, five a piece, the price is simply heartbreaking.

However, the appearance of leaning against the railing while eating a popsicle and pretending to enjoy the scenery is not so eye-catching.