Hard-headed, Ling Xiaoxiao slowly moved, reluctantly walked over, and when she got closer, she looked around, and saw that everyone didn't look at them, then she looked at Jiang Zizhuo and smiled dryly: "You came to do logistics for your classmates?" Wait a minute, it seems that Yue Pingjun is going to compete. ”

Jiang Zizhuo's face darkened again because of her action just now, her narrow eyes narrowed and narrowed, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, seeing that she didn't speak, Ling Xiaoxiao looked around a little bit not afraid of death again, she didn't have a wide range of social contacts on weekdays, and she didn't know which of the girls who ran back one after another were classmates in Class 12.

Her appearance fell in Jiang Zizhuo's eyes, which only made him extremely depressed, the person in front of him was dressed in a well-fitting sportswear, perfectly outlining the slender lines that she usually hid in the wide clothes and fat pants, the high ponytail fluttered slightly with the wind, the youthful and flamboyant, slightly lowered head, the curve of the neck was as beautiful and graceful as a swan, and a pair of smart big eyes were gurgling around, and at a glance, he knew that he was thinking of an idea to deal with himself.

Jiang Zizhuo found out that he was helpless for the first time, his eyes darkened, thinking that the male classmates who participated in the 800 meters should also finish the race, so he reached out and handed out a big towel: "Put it on first, don't catch a cold." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao was thinking unreliably, and a big towel appeared before the meeting, and when she took it, she found that it was the one she usually used on weekdays, how could it be in his hand?

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Jiang Zizhuo in a daze, Jiang Zizhuo coughed a little uncomfortably, and then said, "Brother Zhen came here just now, and she handed it to me." ”

Just finished running. Ling Xiaoxiao was still sweating, she took the big towel and just wiped it everywhere, she didn't have the idea of putting it on at all, this would make her understand why Brother Zhen was afraid to avoid the towel she handed over in the morning. Jiang Zizhuo kept staring at the movements of Ling Xiaoxiao's hand, and when he saw that she was just wiping her sweat, her brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.

After the 800-meter event, there will be some teacher projects, so the students who finished the run have basically left here and returned to the class, Ling Xiaoxiao hugged the big towel and thought that she hadn't stretched it just after running, so she wanted to hand the towel to Jiang Zizhuo for a while, and as soon as she looked up, she saw him frowning. The face was still black. She hurriedly staggered her gaze again.

The atmosphere was a little condensed, the two of them stood there like this, no one spoke, and a wind blew, rolling up the broken hair in Ling Xiaoxiao's ears and scraping it on her face. Ling Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to turn sideways and raise her hand to comb her hair. This does not receive Jiang Zizhuo's oppressive gaze head-on. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, do you want to wait for your classmates, or go back to class?" The low air pressure made Ling Xiaoxiao very uncomfortable. It's a bad feeling like you've done something wrong: "I'm ready to go back after my run." ”

Jiang Zizhuo rubbed his eyebrows helplessly and sighed: "Let's go, I'll send you back." ”

Do I need to send it back to class? This side is really not far from Class 9, and Ling Xiaoxiao can vaguely see Brother Zhen's two bright white legs standing here...... Jiang Zizhuo had already turned around and was about to leave, Ling Xiaoxiao's lips moved, and in the end, he obediently followed behind, and when he saw Ling Xiaoxiao's figure coming up, Jiang Zizhuo hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

This is the second time that Jiang Zizhuo was sent back in one afternoon, if the previous time, the classmates in the class still thought it was an accident, and the second time in a short period of time would have become an inevitability in accident.

When Ling Xiaoxiao sat back in her seat, she felt the gazes of her classmates, and she had a slight headache, and for the first time, she found that she didn't know what Jiang Zizhuo was thinking.

In the following time, Ling Xiaoxiao just buried her head and pretended to be dead, and she didn't figure out some things herself, even if her classmates kept looking at her with 'we all understand' eyes, she only covered her ears and pretended not to see.

Brother Zhen's nerves have always been as thick as trenches, he put his arm on her shoulder with a big grin, looked at her sideways and said: "Xiaoxiao, there will be a 4*100m event after the end of 400 meters tomorrow morning, when the time comes, I will run the first stick, and you will run the last stick." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded, she didn't care about the location at all, and she had no opinion on how to arrange it. She held her head, her heart was chaotic, even if some things looked a little clear, but she still didn't dare to think about it, in some aspects, she was still very ostrich, after all, the shadow of her previous life was too deep.

After the end of the 800-meter event, it was a 100-meter race for teachers of several grade groups in junior high school, because there was no teacher in the first year of high school, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't look up much, even if a teacher who participated in the competition was as handsome as a star, she still didn't have the heart to look at it......

During the sports day, there was still evening self-study in the evening, so after the day's competition, Liu Haitao, the class leader, began to organize the students in the class to move tables and chairs back and pack up various items. Brother Zhen stood up and pulled the placket of his shirt, looked at Ling Xiaoxiao, who was still a little stunned, and said, "Xiaoxiao, come, I'll move the table, you take the chairs, let's take back our desks and chairs first, and then come over to get the things of the class." ”

Ling Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and nodded, she really didn't need to be polite with Brother Zhen's arm strength, the two of them stuffed the things on the table into their backpacks and carried them on their shoulders, and then they carried the tables and chairs and began to walk back with the large army of the class. This will be the peak time for the students of each class to return to the teaching building, and there is a long queue in front of the teaching building.

When they returned to the classroom and put their things away, it was already half past five, and if it was a little later, there would be no food in the cafeteria even on the first floor, and they saw that Liu Haitao and a few male classmates had already taken back all the things in the class, and the two of them didn't bother to change their clothes, so they ran to the cafeteria.

As soon as he was in the cafeteria, Brother Zhen was still thinking about whether to try his luck upstairs, and he saw Yue Pingjun on the long table not far away waving to them, Ling Xiaoxiao didn't want to see Jiang Zizhuo at all, so he pulled the corner of Brother Zhen's clothes and wanted to go upstairs, but unfortunately, Brother Zhen didn't have a tacit understanding with anyone, and as soon as his long legs were stretched, he had already walked towards Yue Pingjun.

Brother Zhen has already passed, Ling Xiaoxiao has no choice but to follow along, just after the sports meeting, people come and go in the cafeteria, although it is only a few steps away, the two people pushed and shoved for a while before moving to their side.

When Yue Pingjun saw Brother Zhen coming, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile, and hurriedly greeted: "There will be a lot of people here, there is no seat upstairs, and here is the seat given to us by our classmates just after eating." You sit, we will fight whatever you want to eat. ”

Brother Zhen was not polite to him, and pulled Ling Xiaoxiao to sit down, Ling Xiaoxiao just sat on the stool, looked up, and saw Jiang Zizhuo on the opposite side still looking at him with a hesitant face. (To be continued.) )