Ling Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and rubbed her chin, when Yue Pingjun's children were not by Brother Zhen's side, he was still a normal and attractive big boy, and he would not say that he was covered by Jiang Zizhuo's side all day long, and it was normal for someone like him to like it, after all, turnip greens have their own love.

Ling Xiaoxiao pursed the corners of her lips, thinking that she would wait for Brother Zhen to be on her side, not knowing how Yue Pingjun would treat his classmates, and she was so happy when she thought that there was excitement to watch Ling Xiaoxiao.

"In the afternoon, who will be in your class to do the logistics for Jiang's 200-meter final?" The short-haired girl threw out another question.

"It should be He Wenwen, everyone in the class knows her thoughts about classmate Jiang, and she should be the one who came over in the afternoon." Not to mention Yue Pingjun, the egg-faced girl spoke very neatly.

"The two school grasses in your class are very sought-after, I don't know who can take them down in the end, the girls in our school shouldn't let them be single to college." The short-haired girl started a new round of ridicule.

Ling Xiaoxiao listened to others talking about Jiang Zizhuo and Yue Pingjun on the side, and she didn't know what it was like, she frowned and thought for a long time, unable to find the exact words to describe it, but she still had a feeling of unhappiness in her heart that something that belonged to her was coveted.

The 100-meter finals of the three grades of junior high school were quickly completed, and the volunteers from each class and the staff of the student union followed the physical education teacher to nervously count the final results and rankings.

The students who had already completed the competition gradually left with the logistics sent by the class, and without the noisy junior high school children, Ling Xiaoxiao suddenly didn't feel a pain in her brain. The air seems to be a little fresher.

When it came to the high school group, the first to be held was the final of the women's 100 meters in the first year of high school, Ling Xiaoxiao watched from a distance at the other end of the track A tall and blurred figure stretching out her arms and kicking her legs to warm up, she still couldn't help but want to laugh in her heart, Brother Zhen's height is really, like a boy mixed into the girls' team......

After the statistics were completed here, the flag was raised at the end of the starting line, and the students who participated in the competition were instructed to prepare when they received the signal on the other side, and among the eight girls, only Brother Zhen and the other girl used a very standard squatting position. The other girls were very unprofessional and half-squatting. Two legs in one point before and after, and it's over.

As soon as the starting gun sounded, I heard all the classes of the senior year group gathered around the rostrum make a shocking sound, and no students in the class participated in the finals, and they all tried their best to shout for the eight people on the field. Of course. With the charm of Brother Zhen. The cheering of the harvest is also the most.

The girl who uses the same starting posture as Brother Zhen also starts very fast, and the two of them have always been on par with Brother Zhen, and they arrived at the finish line together almost at the same time. However, after all, Brother Zhen still has the advantage of long legs, and he crossed the key line first and won the first place in the women's 100 meters in the upper group.

Ling Xiaoxiao saw Brother Zhen running over, and hurriedly went over to wrap a big towel around her, Brother Zhen saw Ling Xiaoxiao's movements and hurriedly hid to the side, she would be sweating all over, wouldn't she be hot to death if she surrounded this......

Ling Xiaoxiao didn't force Brother Zhen either, just came over and poked her leg, and then grinned: "It's beautiful." ”

Brother Zhen really wants to shake off his bangs, who makes the heroes in the TV series like to use such actions when they pretend to be handsome, but unfortunately, she will be sweating all over her head, and her bangs are wet on her forehead, and she shook it, and not a single hair flew up.

"That's, Brother Zhen, I've practiced." As he spoke, he also put on a classic posture of a bodybuilder, and Ling Xiaoxiao, who was happy, bent over and rubbed her stomach.

Ling Xiaoxiao is not considered the logistics of Class 9, but Brother Zhen will have a project and she is fine, so she came to join in the fun, but Liu Haitao is based on the principle of making the best use of things, and asked her to take care of the classmates in the class who participated in the men's finals by the way, so even if Brother Zhen finishes running, Ling Xiaoxiao can't go.

Thinking about waiting for the story that Yue Pingjun's children had to tell about the logistics of their class, Ling Xiaoxiao kindly invited Brother Zhen to wait here for the male classmates in the class to go back together after running, Brother Zhen didn't care, she would be doing stretching after running, for people like her who exercise all year round, warm-up and stretching are two indispensable links, and you can't cut corners.

The starting gun rang out again, Ling Xiaoxiao was a good child, and she was still very concerned about the honor of the class, so she hurriedly found a place with a good vision to watch the game, although Zheng Tian, the deputy squad leader of the ninth class, was also tall and big, with two long legs, but after all, he had not practiced, and he was left behind by several people in front of him just halfway through.

The first place in the senior group was unexpectedly won by Yue Pingjun's children, who had just crossed the finish line and wanted to show off to Brother Zhen, but were stopped by the goose-faced little girl in the class.

The little girl looked at him with affection: "Classmate Yue, drink some water, you just finished running and your throat is very dry." ”

The smile on Yue Pingjun's face froze, they were all classmates in the class, he couldn't learn Jiang Zizhuo's cold expression towards everyone, so even if he was afraid that Brother Zhen would misunderstand, he still took the water very cultivated and thanked him.

The little girl looked at Yue Pingjun, and the friendship on her face became more and more obvious: "Classmate Yue, it's very hard to run 100 meters, students like us who are not good at sports, can't participate in these projects, they can do logistics, but I can send water and clothes to Yue, who ran first, I'm still very happy." ”

The campus atmosphere of the eighth middle school is open, so the boys and girls are very bold to speak, and they dare to pursue boldly when they meet the people they like, and they don't have to worry about whether the teachers will find parents.

This kind of atmosphere allows students to reflect on what is more important in life, and what kind of things should be done at what stage in life, so when there is a conflict with learning, many things can be put down, but when there is no conflict, many things can be done with their hands and feet, just like now, the little girl is almost drooling at Yue Pingjun's tender face with red lips and white teeth.

Yue Pingjun was a little embarrassed to this girl, if it was usual, he would be able to fool this girl away if he had a belly, and she would be very happy to be able to fool her, but when he was replaced by Brother Zhen, he suddenly felt that it was not very appropriate to say anything, and he looked like he was oily and smooth, and he didn't want to be seen by Brother Zhen at all. Therefore, Yue Pingjun was a little embarrassed to wipe his forehead and cheeks with a tissue, and wiped desperately whether he was sweating or not, just to hide his embarrassment.

Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Yue Pingjun's embarrassed movements, she couldn't smile in her heart, looking at the two bottles of mineral water that were still alive in her hand, one bottle was stuffed into Zheng Tian's hand, and the other bottle was ready to be taken to Brother Zhen. (To be continued......)