Time is passing, and the lives of both sides are also preparing for their own big events in an orderly manner. However, the heat in September has not changed much with the progress of time, and it is still the weather when you wear a small skirt and feel that your thighs are very hot.

Under this level of hot sunshine to practice the sports meeting on the playground, it is strange not to sweat Ye Luo wiped the beads of sweat on the side of his face, and once again made a preparatory move for the long jump.

Unlike running with various tricks, which can be played with a body, the high jump and long jump are not very attractive to the students in the class. In the end, it was Ye Luo and Di Yao, the two squad leaders, who personally topped the top to get the quota together.

Because of the bad state in physical education class at the beginning of school, Ye Luo was directly excluded from all running events by Guo Meng, the sports committee, and even the high jump and long jump were persuaded by him to consider his physical condition.

It's just that I'm not really weak on my side.,It's just a side effect of letting 04 play.。 That's still a good idea!

The legs exert force, driving the whole body to draw a beautiful arc in the air and land calmly.

The sand and dust left several marks on the trousers.

I can't help it, but the distance is perfect.

The legs, which can handle all kinds of dance steps on stage, are not just good-looking, but they are no problem coping with this level of competition.

"It's far enough."

Guo Meng was a little surprised and measured the distance he jumped out, and he was more than two positions more than the guy next to him.

Unexpectedly very powerful, Ye Luo originally thought that he was the kind of beautiful boy who couldn't help but be weak, but he didn't expect to jump quite far.

Since there is no problem with leg strength, then the problem is still in lung capacity and stamina, too, the thin arms and legs, and the waist circumference that can compare many girls, it is strange to have physical strength.

Anyway, the girls in the class have been deliberately not standing with him except for the class president, maybe it's because of this reason, it's really hurting self-esteem, but I'm obviously afraid of being foiled out, but I always like to secretly observe others, is this the so-called 'distant view and can't be blasphemed'?

Forget it, I'm not a girl, and I can't figure out these things after all.

Guo Meng stood up and patted his pants casually, ready to find a shady place to rest. Always exposed to the sun in September, even if he doesn't care much about sweating, but sweat stains and subtle smells can damage his personal image, he is a sporty boy, but he is not a raunchy guy either.

Rather than boys who like to run wild in the sun — dark houses where they hide in their phones and tablets — girls prefer to lean or sit in a quiet place and chat with their friends about private topics.

Guo Meng is not interested in the secrets of these girls of theirs. If you want to say why you suddenly remembered this, it's because there's an open notebook lying on the grass under the tree in the street in front of you.,The kind with a black cover.,If you accidentally look at it, you'll probably think it's a deathnote-don't look at him like this.,I've also seen some plot-oriented animation.。

This thing can't really be a deathnote, it's not that the note in the animation that can kill people by writing the name, but the animation peripherals on the physical store or Taobao.

Oh, if it's really this periphery, the original owner is quite nostalgic With such an idea, Guo Meng bent down and picked up this exquisite notebook.

Well, not deathnote. It's a bit disappointing.

Guo Meng casually reversed the note, intending to put it back in its original place, but the contents of the open part of the note caught his attention.

The handwriting on it goes like this: 'Ye Luo, eight classes a year, seventy-two votes, expected third place', followed by the orthography used for counting. A rough count is in line with the previous votes.

There are also post-it notes with unclear meanings such as "Of course it's Haroku - I think it's cute just by looking at my face" and "Haloku - beautiful like a doll". If you look closely, you will find that the post-it notes are all the same style with special markings, and the words 'strictly forbidden to swipe tickets' are written in the other corner.

Well? What the hell is this?

In line with the principle of being responsible for acquaintances, Guo Meng flipped through the pages before and after. The next few pages are the same number of post-it notes of unknown meaning, and the first few pages are of another name and the same post-it notes that are speechless. Then turn forward, and you can see the same handwriting as the first page: Wang Peng, the second class of the year, one hundred and nine votes, is expected to be the second place.

Guo Meng raised his eyebrows and turned directly to the first page - well, it was a record of mistakes used to cover up. Turning more than a dozen pages back, I finally saw the beginning of the note: Wang Zhi, the second class of the year, one hundred and thirty votes, is expected to be the first place.

Well, I've got some ideas for what it is, this thing

It's not necessarily stupid to be tall, not to mention that everyone who can be admitted here is the best among their peers. Guo Meng just thought about it for a while, and understood that this thing was similar to the school flower evaluation conducted by the idle boys in junior high school, but the scope was broader, and it was obviously organized by someone. It seems that the selected students are all freshmen, or they may be old students.

Well, just like the boys who hurt those idle eggs, this time I also took the attitude of not interfering and not participating and pretending not to see it

"Hey, boys over there! What are you doing! ”

Just as Guo Meng was about to restore the 'crime scene', an imposing or angry glasses senior sister walked briskly along the boulevard. Judging by her flushed cheeks and the expression on her face that she was so shy that she wanted to die, she was the owner of the notebook.

As for why it can be seen from the consistent school uniform that she is a first-grade girl who is a senior sister, she is still generally shy, such as makeup, jewelry, bubble socks, and other operations that only old students can have, this is basically a senior sister.

At this time, it is time to test the operation.

Guo Meng casually put the notes in their original position, corrected the direction, and then raised his head indifferently.

"I didn't do anything, I didn't see anything."

"What a stupid thing to say! Wait, you're there"

The senior sister suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, and then waved her hand in frustration: "Forget it, just take it as such, you can leave quickly." ”

Strange senior sister, but when she's not angry, she's a very gentle girl.

After watching Guo Meng walk around the corner of the boulevard, the Wenxiu senior sister quietly opened her notes and flipped to the person she voted for.

Guo Meng, eight classes a year, 35 votes, is expected to be ninth.