After two days in the Internet café, the matter of the sports meeting seems to have nothing to do with Liu Chengxue, she only cares about the quality of her rations in the future.

devotes himself to the 'work', and earns more than 500 net profits in two days, which is also the income of mid-range white-collar workers in adults.

Unfortunately, time passed too quickly, and the sports day was only two days long, and now it is the afternoon of the last day.

At this time, Liu Chengxue didn't dare to sneak out anymore, looked at the people on the playground, yawned, and said in a little confusion.

"Hmm! Now there are only two projects left. ”

"One is a 400-meter relay and another is a 5,000-meter run."

"After the closing ceremony, I'll go home and have a good rest!"

After working hard for two days, no matter how good the environment of the Internet café is, doing things in front of the computer all day long will not be much better mentally.

The lack of sleep under the pressure of study and life has become an unsolvable problem for Liu Chengxue, and if she wants to study hard, she has to put down her work.

But if you put down your job, you will face the danger of sleeping on the streets, just like the one who doesn't put down the bricks and doesn't love you, but if you put down the bricks, you can't support you, it's just the same.

This is a dead knot, at least at present, there is no solution, the campus opened his head and brains, and finally found Luo Li in the crowd.

Liu Chengxue hurriedly stepped forward and said hello: "Hey, Luo Li said that in the past two days, you haven't been in school much, right?" Tell me quickly, did you go out to find a man behind my back? ”

"No, I just went out to do something!"

Walking on the playground with Luo Li, the students on the track were preparing for the 400-meter relay race, and Liu Chengxue, who was not very interested in this, began to ask about Luo Li.

Because in the record book at the school gate, Liu Chengxue has seen Luo Li's name more than once, and like herself, she is the kind that goes out early and returns late.

Of course Liu Chengxue won't believe Luo Li's answer now, and under all kinds of endless questions, she finally said it.

"Actually! My previous school was also holding a sports day on these two days. ”

"I'm just going to cheer on a few friends......"

Speaking of which, Liu Chengxue saw a trace of hidden thoughts on Luo Li's face, she might have really gone to the original school.

But something must have happened in it, and Liu Chengxue didn't ask what it was, after all, it was someone else's heart, and one of the principles of friends was not to be too lenient.

"Beep~~~Ready, ready to run~~"

An order and a gun rang out on the playground, and the athletes of the 400-meter relay had already galloped out, and there were three grade groups in the competition.

On the large playground, there is still music that has not stopped for two days, most of which are enthusiastic and youthful songs.

Mixed in with it is a text read out every few minutes by the students in the broadcast room, and a manuscript screened out by each class.

"Rabindranath Tagore said in the poem, the sky has no shadow of wings, but I have flown over, Ai Qing said to his friend, maybe someone can't reach the other side, but we have the sea together, all the efforts are to meet this moment, all the struggle is for this order, come on! Athletes......"

After listening to this such an inspirational chicken soup manuscript, even Liu Chengxue had to sigh, it was the essence of the positive energy of high school students, and the writing and encouragement were compared with what she copied from the Internet.

Halfway through the 400-meter relay race on the playground, a group of more than a dozen people were ready, and they were the athletes of the 5,000-meter run, the last event of the day.

"The next thing we want to read is a manuscript from Liu Chengxue, a student in the third class of high school."

"The title is 'Golden Autumn and October, not as good as your sunny smiling face'."

"The white runway is the trajectory of your movement, and the shouts on the stage are an affirmation of your hard work. This is a test of endurance and will, surpassing yourself and challenging yourself is your goal. ”

"The game has nothing to do with winning or losing, because in my eyes there are only you left, my sunny boy! Your courage and perseverance deserve me to sing for you, no, I must sing for you, to my favorite sunny boy......"

After listening to this script, Liu Chengxue vomited blood directly with a 'poof~' on the spot, what the hell is this?

Have I ever written about this kind of thing? Did I really write about this kind of thing? Or did I hear it wrong? This is simply the first shameless manuscript I have ever heard in my life?

But that's not right! What I just said is obviously Liu Chengxue, the third class of high school, not only me, but I should say that the thousands of people present heard it.

Regardless of whether she had ever written such a thing or not, Luo Li on the side was already disgusted: "Tsk? I said Chengxue, you're so disgusting! How can you still write such a fleshy thing? ”

"No, Luo Li, listen to my explanation, I copied the manuscript from the Internet."

"Hey~ You are a thin-hearted woman who steals men behind my back! Come on, who the hell is that sunny boy? ”

“......”

How the hell can I explain it? People have pronounced my name Liu Chengxue, and now it's the kind of good felling that can't be washed away by jumping into the Yellow River?

There was an inexplicable feeling in my heart, at this time, the 400-meter relay race was coming to an end, and on the playground, there were suddenly bursts of discussion.

"I'll go, no! What kind of sunshine boy just finished broadcasting, is there really such a person? ”

"And, do you hear me clearly? That's Liu Chengxue's manuscript! ”

"Don't talk about it, damn it, I just want to kill him now!"

The topic of those people naturally attracted Liu Chengxue's attention, and following their gaze, she saw the last team of athletes to appear.

And among them, there is indeed such a person, who looks like a 'sunshine boy', and when he walked in and took a closer look, Liu Chengxue burst out in an instant.

"I'm *your* sister! Song Qingshu is actually you? That manuscript must have been your doing, right? ”

"What the hell do you bastard want to do?"

"Rub~~"

Isn't that exactly what it is? Who were the last people to appear? Either the height is too short, or the sports students are too muscular, the skin is too dark, in short, all kinds of things that do not conform to the image of a sunny boy.

Looking at Song Qingshu's appearance again, he was preparing for exercise, showing a sunny smile like 'positive energy' from time to time.

The person is also very handsome, and the most important thing is that he looks kind! Sunshine boy is not talking about him, who else can he be?

"Alas~ I didn't expect Liu Chengxue to be so active, it seems that we are out of play!"

"That's it, I've even thought of such a thing as submitting a confession."

"But Song Qingshu, this guy is a scumbag!"

Listening to the words of the people around him, an ominous premonition gradually surged into Liu Chengxue's heart, Song Qingshu's move was really good.

From beginning to end of the manuscript, Liu Chengxue was making a statement, indirectly letting the whole school know the relationship between the two of them.

In this way, no matter how big the conflict between the two of them was, I am afraid that it is useless, because the surrounding crowd has already characterized them.

After this incident, even if Song Qingshu is too much in behavior in the future, no one will say anything, but only think that it is a conflict between lovers.

"Mother's a chicken, Song Qingshu counts you ruthless."

"It's a pity that I'm not the kind of girl who can handle you at your disposal."

"It's not the same Liu Chengxue as before."

In Liu Chengxue's heart, she has already made up her mind, she must eliminate the influence of that manuscript today, and she may also pay attention to Song Qingshu's bad deeds.

It's best not to touch your own bottom line.