The sky is bright, the clouds are gone, and the alarm clock is vibrating on the spot. Mo Bei opened his eyes and looked at the corner of the bed, Zhu Xi didn't know when he was leaving.

She didn't sleep well last night, she looked up at the ceiling, her mind a little muddy.

Since you made an appointment with the sports committee to run in the evening......

Then you don't have to get up.

Mo Bei turned over towards the wall again, ready to sleep for a while.

However, within two minutes, the phone under the pillow vibrated twice.

Sports Committee: [Brother Bei, are you up? 】

Mo Bei: [No, it's dead.] 】

Mo Bei was like a paper tiger at the moment, and the sports committee was not afraid at all, and happily informed them that they had gathered in the playground, telling her not to rush and take her time.

She stared, feeling the wreak of getting out of bed for the first time.

Mo Bei tried hard to recall, it was indeed not because he didn't wake up and misheard yesterday's conversation as training at night instead of in the morning.

If she goes on like this, she has to run twice a day......

That's it!

She sat up, trying to shake the sleepiness out of the back of her head, but it clung to her skull like the slime on the wall of the water room.

Mo Bei confirmed that the sports committee did say that he would wait in the playground before he resigned himself to crawling out of bed and washing.

The cold water hit his face, and he barely sobered up.

The playground is behind the dormitory, but the gate is north of the dormitory, and there are two roads, one of which has to go around the dormitory building from the right and then around the playground wall.

On the left side of the dormitory building is a lotus pond, which is connected to the south corner of the playground, and I don't know which one has opened a gap in the iron net for one person to pass.

Mobei generally walks over from the main road to warm up. However, today the sports committee was waiting, and she decided to find the gap.

The lotus pond is overgrown with weeds, and a road has been stepped on, and the road surface is uneven and muddy. She waded out of it, and her ankle was a little itchy because she didn't know if it had been bugged or cut by a blade of grass.

There were three people squatting in the shade of the corner of the playground, the sports committee, Zhao Zihan with a black face and classmate A who also shook his face.

The sports committee saw Mo Bei first, stood up and waved at her.

The four gathered under the shade of a tree.

The sports committee first explained the key points of long-distance running skills to Mobei: "It doesn't matter if you are slow, long-distance running mainly depends on endurance, you must accumulate strength in the early stage, don't grab, that's three thousand meters, it's great to run, you can choose to follow when you race, the person in front can help you block part of the resistance of the wind, you just need to follow the rhythm of the person in front of you, it's very easy, I run a little slower, you run with me and feel the ......"

"Still slow?" Zhao Zihan, who was listening to the circle next to him, was tempered by the slowness of the sports committee one after another, and he walked up to them, "I don't think I will practice, bask in the sun and go to class later." ”

Student A echoed: "Three thousand meters is not three hundred meters, I came so late, if I don't take the competition to heart, what can I report?" ”

Mo Bei was too lazy to correct their view of time, and said to the sports committee to go, and they were going to get on the runway.

Zhao Zihan found that he was so neglected, he was so angry that he was bald, and he couldn't help but pull her: "Can't you hear me talking to you, man?" ”

The regions are different, the language is more or less flawed, Zhao Zihan didn't know that he was in a hurry with an accent, and he listened to it a lot and was a little upset, which made Mo Bei not care much about his nonsense.

But she had thin skin, Zhao Zihan pinched the position above her elbow, and the skin that was pulled hard was grinding against the joints under his hand, producing a sharp tearing feeling.

She snorted impatiently and squinted at him.

Zhao Zihan's physique has always been proud of himself, tall and strong, and his previous school experience has also shocked many people.

But Mobei has one meter eight.

As a result, his road to hegemony was ruthlessly downhill in the military training stage before the university officially began.

In addition to a body of tendon meat, he is actually in his early eights, one, two, three, and not four, and Mo Bei only needs to touch the height difference of his eyelids.

His height is actually very proud, but he is not good enough to come across such a heresy.

This caused the advantages brought by his innate conditions to fall directly to the bottom.

During military training, Mo Bei was next to Zhao Zihan, he looked down on this weak chicken from the bottom of his heart, but those girls liked it very much, and whenever they were free, they quietly looked around and cheered each other up and wanted to talk.

Zhao Zihan thought sourly, just the little arms and legs, he crushed them, and picked them up as if they were playing.

He complained disdainfully to the person next to him: "What's so nice about such a sissy?" Is it okay to have a waist? ”

For the one who may be rich, people are always jealous, and classmate A echoed: "It must not work, that small waist is thin...... Tut-tut......"

Zhao Zihan was satisfied, and when he turned his head, he saw a girl under another tree who was secretly taking pictures with a hat covered.

The person who was secretly photographed raised his head to drink water, his neck was artificially stretched into a tight arc, and it was snow-white and fine in the sun, and he even heard a girl screaming in a low voice.

It sounded like a wicked grin.

Citric acid detached from people's IQ.

Zhao Zihan endured the evil spirit for three days and rushed to the top of his head.

Mo Bei also found out that he was secretly photographed, and was about to go over to negotiate, when a wall of flesh was inserted in front of him, and when he looked up, he saw a resentment on his black face: "Sissy, you are very popular, exchange and exchange?" ”

What's that?

Mo Bei frowned: "Who are you?" ”

it! Female?

Zhao Zihan was sluggish.

And then the sourness is even worse, he has consciously kept his first love since elementary school and waited for the university to have a fair and open relationship that was not stopped by early love, but it was actually a weak chicken sissy man who attracted the attention of others......

There were too many elements, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

Mo Bei stood in place politely and waited, listening to him say with a black and red face: "Why the are you a woman who cuts her hair like this, you won't be a homosexual!" ”

Mo Bei turned around and left.

He grabbed it: "Don't go!" Running what, didn't mom teach you that when others speak, you have to look each other in the eye? ”

Mo Bei broke free of his back collar with a cold face, turned his head and said unhurriedly: "If you want to spray feces all over my mouth, I have to hold my face next to me?" Don't do it, I'm disgusted with an umbrella. ”

"you......"

He didn't have a chance to say the third word, his knee was kicked, his leg was uncontrollably folded forward, Mo Bei grabbed his neck by the collar, didn't let him grab the ground with his face, and lifted his knee to the top, he had a sharp pain in his flank, he couldn't breathe, and his whole body knelt on the ground with the hand that was dragging on the neckline.

It took only two seconds for him to clutch his stomach and watch his legs out of his sight.

He Zhao Zihan was pressed to the ground and rubbed on the ground by a dead woman on the third day of military training, whether it was a lifetime of fame or a body.

A similar scene reappeared, after Mo Bei broke free of his elbow, Zhao Zihan's knee had an uncontrollable psychological phantom pain.

After all, this is a person who can even do it with a delicate roommate when he is crazy.

"Wait a minute, the sun will come out and it will be hotter, hurry up."

The sports committee played a round at the right time, and Mo Bei didn't bother to deal with Zhao Zihan anymore, so he followed.

After all, the sports committee didn't know the inside story of Du Xiaokun's long-distance running in Mobei, and he led the running very slowly in front, and from time to time he turned around and added oil to explain the breathing and rhythm of running.

Zhao Zihan passed by the two of them several times, hummed very disdainfully, and walked away after humming.

Mo Bei's gaze fell on the back of the sports committee in vain, and he didn't even roll his eyes, which can be regarded as completely ignoring him.

Three thousand meters, whether it is a runner or an onlooker, this is a very boring distance, one or two laps swished past, the audience is still in a state of being in a state of being able to shout two more cheers and cheer for the result, seven and a half laps, the physical strength is not good to the back of the walk, who is willing to release their enthusiasm for a group of people walking.

After the sports committee arrived, he was not in the mood to turn around and greet Mo Bei, so he buried himself in running, Zhao Zihan and classmate A had already finished their laps and walked slowly behind them.

Twenty minutes were almost passed, and the sports committee took her to finish.

"You can always follow along and explain ......" You're in good shape.

The sports committee held back the second half of the words, today's speed was too slow, he was only a little gasping, and when he turned around, he saw that Mo Bei was still a white face, his forehead was a little shiny, and his breath was flatter than his.

He suddenly felt that he seemed to have glimpsed the strength of Mr. Du's so-called classmates in the back row.

"The big guy has also practiced?" He cautiously sought to verify the possibility of his class getting an axe.

Mo Bei deliberately avoided the crowd and the operation of the morning run was confidential, and few people knew about it.

"I didn't practice, just run around." Mo Bei said, "It's okay, I'll go first." ”

Although he used his walking speed to make a running posture, Mo Bei almost didn't jump on tiptoe in these laps, the amount of exercise was not up to standard, and the amount of sweat was a lot.

It has become a daily routine to go to Du Xiaokun's office to report after class, and she can't understand how he can have so many things to do all day long.

The office is shared by two teachers, and Mo Bei rarely meets Teacher Lin by the door, but he is there this day, but Du Xiaokun doesn't know where to go.

She pulled a chair and sat at Du Xiaokun's table and waited, the table was a little messy, and he was not easy to clean up with one hand, but Mo Bei was not easy to sort out those documents casually, just threw a few empty boxes into the trash.

Another girl came in, Mo Bei glanced at it, and felt a little familiar.

Zhou Xiaoying finally got rid of Zhu Xi, and since last week, Zhu Xi has become extremely clingy, and has started three times a day to order food.

Get up and have breakfast together, let's have lunch together, do you want to have dinner together?

Annoying.

"I have learned about Zhu Xi's situation, and I have also told you," Teacher Lin listened to Zhou Xiaoying's description and said her thoughts, "She is just a person who lacks love, and because of her own inferiority, it is difficult to integrate into you, you usually care more about her, what activities call her, she just wants friends." ”

"No, Mr. Lin." Zhou Xiaoying choked up and looked out the door cautiously, "She's really sick, she sleepwalked last night and crawled into our bed, she climbed up everyone's bed, and just looked at us like that......"

When Teacher Lin heard this, his expression tensed, this is obviously not the behavior of a normal person, and he has even begun to threaten the safety of other students: "And then? ”

"Then she went out, I don't know where she went, and she came back at dawn."

Teacher Lin was silent for a long time: "You go back and have a good rest first, and I will contact her parents." ”

"Okay, thank you, teacher, goodbye, teacher."

Zhou Xiaoying passed by Du Xiaokun at the door, and he followed Zhou Xiaoying's back before turning back: "Teacher Lin, did you scold the students and cry?" ”

“…… Sling the bull. Teacher Lin didn't raise his head, and flipped through the student roster in the computer.

Du Xiaokun smiled and returned to the desk: "How long have you been waiting?" ”

"It didn't take long." Mo Bei said, "Has the application been approved?" ”

"What else do you say?" Du Xiaokun snorted, "Where did you copy that application?" ”

The wording was simple, more serious than the precautions of a court summons.

"Is that an application? That's a threat......" he got angry as soon as he said it, "Director Pan's beard is about to stand up!" ”

“……”

After Du Xiaokun complained, he changed his words: "But you don't have to worry, he just feels that he can't come to the stage without face, you go back and write another one, use the words sincerely, if you can't write it, search on the Internet, search for public money, and bring it to me to sign tomorrow after writing." ”

Mo Bei nodded.

"Go ahead."

Mo Bei bought a piece of shredded meat noodles at the small window of the cafeteria, and slipped back to the dormitory, while the other three people were not there, so they probably went to chat in other people's dormitories.

As soon as she sat down, Tang Song's phone called.

"Something?"

"I'll come over directly if there's something," Tang Song said with a smile, "Have you eaten?" ”

"Eating." As soon as the noodles came out of the pot, the lid was steaming, she stirred them with chopsticks, felt hot, and simply stopped eating them.

"Do you have anything else?"

She wanted to look up on the Internet to find out how to write an application beautifully.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

She leaned back in her chair and sighed: "There is a parent who has done me a favor and made the leader angry, I want to write a new application to coax people back, and if you are fine, I will go to find a sample." ”

He sighed: "So you want to copy it online?" ”

“…… Learn from it, how can you say copy. ”

"The above may not be suitable for your situation," he thought for a moment, "I teach you, I say you write." ”

Mo Bei subconsciously reached out for the pen, stretched it out halfway and retracted it: "Are you sure?" ”

"Hurry up, I'll have a meeting in a moment."

Mo Bei once again believed in his evil.

"How is it that the words that come out of your mouth are so much more like human words than your handwriting?" She stared at the sentences on the page.

Tang Song just smiled and didn't answer.

However, there are typos in the writing here, and the writing is not neat, and I have to transcribe it again.

A page of paper was written, the noodles were all lumped, and she touched the edge of the bowl, which was still a little warm.

"I'll see if I'll be able to come over and help you when I move," he paused, afraid that she would be upset, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Do you want to tell your parents to know?" ”

Mo Bei leaned on his chopsticks and didn't say anything, Tang Song didn't get a response, and ended the conversation: "They called me, I'll contact you if you have something." ”

After saying that, he hung up.

Mo Bei used chopsticks to pick up a ball of noodles, the noodles were soaked in soup, they were thin and soft, and they broke off as soon as they were clamped, and a large lump was stuck in the chopsticks, and one by one they were broken and fell back into the soup.

She looked at the draft on the side, and suddenly felt that it was not interesting, as if everything had become waste soaked in water, and she was in no mood to pick it up and reuse it.

She wanted to drink a mouthful of soup, but she had no appetite, clicked on the address book, flipped to her mother's number, and was stunned for a while, but still pressed the screen.

Tang Song bluntly diverted the topic and once again made her realize that those elders had been accommodating her, and they might not know what happened to her, and they could guess that something was going on, but no matter what, the final result would always be biased in their favor.

Just like wayward people can always get what they want.

Mo Bei knew that even if he was about to live with a man, they would have to give in.

She didn't want to hear their sighs of helplessness.

It's hard to be human.