Lu Xiao looked at the girl in the team with a ball head tied and light makeup, her straight and slender legs were fair, and her cheerful cheerleading movements made the girl more youthful.

Lu Xiao's calm and deep eyes swept through a wave, but they were fleeting: "It's not ugly." ＂

Han Chen: "...... This answer is very "Lu Xiao"!

"Ahhh......h Embrace...... Embrace...... Uh, what are you looking at? ＂

Han Chen just wanted to seek comfort from Gu Qinghan, but when he turned around, he found that the person with a cold face was looking at his phone and evoking a shallow smile, and he immediately leaned over curiously.

When he saw the photos on the screen, he couldn't wait to give himself a slap in the face that he had just been curious.

He pretended to look up at the sky sadly, and silently walked to the corner to "shut himself".

Lu Xiao glanced at Han Chen, casually glanced at Gu Qinghan's mobile phone screen, and it was instantly clear.

Gu Qinghan looked at the girl's side face on the phone with a soft face, moved his fingers slightly, and saved this disguised group photo into the mobile phone and set it as a screensaver.

While several people were talking, the cheerleading performance ended, and after a moment of silence was restored to the entire stadium, athletes from some events listened to the broadcast and entered the stadium one after another to prepare.

Gu Qinghan and the three also returned to their respective jobs.

"Ziqing, I just heard about my project, I'll go and prepare first, so please keep things here and occupy a place? Su Menglan said while standing up.

Lin Ziqing took out a stack of paper and a pen from her bag, looked up at Su Menglan and said, "Okay, I'm going to start writing a refueling manuscript too." I'll write you a copy in a moment, so listen carefully. ＂

Su Menglan nodded with a smile, waved her hand at Lin Ziqing, and turned to leave.

As soon as the girl left, Ye Lanlan changed her clothes and returned to the stands to sit down.

"Did Lan Lan go to prepare for the game? Ye Lanlan swept around, didn't see Su Menglan, turned her head slightly and asked.

"Well, it wasn't long before I left. Lin Ziqing buried herself in writing hard.

"What are you writing about? Ye Lanlan was a little curious and approached.

"I'll give Menglan a cheering draft for a while, I have to write it and send it to the rostrum quickly, otherwise I won't be able to catch up with Menglan's competition for a while. ＂

"Come on, I remember that it seems that I have to gather five sheets before I can send them to the rostrum, or I will write it with you! If you write to Lan Lan, I will write it to the athletes in your class. ＂

"Really? But what about the cheering draft of your class? ＂

"It's okay, someone in our class wrote it, and I can't get involved. ＂

"Okay, then it's hard for you! Suddenly, Lin Ziqing took a few pieces of paper to Ye Lanlan without hesitation.

Not long after, the two rushed to deliver the cheering draft to the rostrum before the start of the 100 meters.

"Hurry up, let's go back to the stands, Menglan seems to have entered. After Lin Ziqing glanced at the runway, she hurriedly pulled Ye Lanlan and ran to the stands.

Ye Lanlan grabbed Lin Ziqing and took out a work card for Lin Ziqing to hang up: "Let's not go back to the stands, don't we go directly to the runway to see more clearly?" ＂

Lin Ziqing looked down at the work card, and looked at Ye Lanlan's eyes full of light: "Wow Lanlan, you can, I was uncomfortable a second ago because I couldn't enter the stadium!" In this case, we can send water to Menglan. ＂

"Without further ado, let's get in! ＂

The two entered the stadium smoothly, walked along the runway to the starting point of 100 meters, and saw Su Menglan on the third runway.

Ye Lanlan said to the girl who was warming up: "Lanlan, Ziqing and I will be waiting for you at the finish line for a while, come on!" ＂

Lin Ziqing also shouted excitedly on the side.

Su Menglan smiled and nodded to the two: "Well, I'll do my best!" ＂

The three of them were talking, but they heard a low, magnetic voice coming from the radio.

To Su Menglan, Violin Class 1 of the Department of Music:

The pace of youth, the speed of youth, the vitality of youth, and the passion of youth will be fully reflected in you...... Go for it, athletes! The end is just around the corner!

Violin Class 1 Manuscript"

Lin Ziqing said excitedly: "Menglan, listen quickly, I wrote you a cheering draft!" ＂

Then, after hearing his brother's voice, he turned to teas: "Oh, my brother is reading it for you!" But his behavior is completely borrowing flowers to offer Buddha! ＂

"Lan Lan, listen well, Ziqing and I will wait for you at the end first! ＂

Ye Lanlan said, holding Lin Ziqing and turning around and walking towards the other side of the runway.

Su Menglan ignored the uplifting music in his ears, and his ears were full of men's deep voices, and his heart was filled with sweetness.

She couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at the rostrum not far away, and saw that Gu Qinghan had just put down the manuscript and looked at herself at the same time.

She unconsciously smiled at the man on the stage, and her eyes were full of unconscious tenderness.

After catching a glimpse of the referee in place, the girl withdrew her gaze and waited for the gunfire in a standard posture.

The moment the gun rang out, the girl ran out like an arrow from a string, and finally narrowly won the 100-meter race in second place.

Throughout the game, Gu Qinghan's eyes kept following the girl in pink sportswear. Watching the girl's ponytail swaying with the girl's movements, the heart lake also rippled, but her face was as indifferent as ever, only the vague gaze concealed feelings.

After seeing the girl cross the finish line, Gu Qinghan arranged the work for the staff, then turned around and left the rostrum and walked in the direction of the girl.

After walking a few steps, he saw a slender figure appear in front of the girl, he squinted slightly, and couldn't help but speed up his pace.

Su Menglan put his hands on his knees and gasped slightly, and a bony hand holding a tissue appeared in front of him, and he couldn't help but look up in surprise, his eyes were full of light.

"Menglan, wipe your sweat!" What sounded in his ears was Lu Zimo's warm voice.

Su Menglan's smile narrowed slightly, and a touch of loss crossed her eyes. But after a while, he smiled again, took the tissue and said, "Thank you." ”

Lu Zimo keenly captured the subtle changes in the girl's expression, and his heart was a little sour, but he pretended to be calm: "Why are you alone, wasn't Lin Ziqing still here just now?" ”

"Ah, Ziqing and Lan Lan went to pour glucose water for me." Su Menglan wiped his sweat and said, "By the way, Zimo, your 3,000-meter project seems to be in the afternoon, right?" Come on! ”

"Hmmm! You'll ...... that afternoon" Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a deep, magnetic voice.

Lu Zimo pursed his lips slightly, looking at the girl next to him, his eyes were full of surprise and joy, and he knew in an instant who was the person who spoke up.

He followed the girl's gaze, and Gu Qinghan's tall and straight figure came into view unexpectedly.

"Zimo, I'm sorry, I won't tell you first, come on for your afternoon game!" Su Menglan looked at the figure not far away, and after hurriedly saying goodbye to Lu Zimo, he quickly ran towards the man.

Lu Zimo looked at the girl's figure, lowered his eyes slightly, and whispered the unfinished words just now: "Will you come to see my game?" ”

Then, when I raised my eyes, I saw the happy figure of the girl facing the boy not far away, and said as if self-deprecatingly: "It seems that it won't be ......."

Menglan, am I out of a chance? When you ran to him desperately, your liking for him was so obvious that I couldn't fool myself anymore.

Lu Zimo hooked his lips slightly, took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the sourness in his heart, turned around and left in the opposite direction of the two.

The winter sun shone on his body, but he couldn't feel a trace of warmth, only felt that it was snowing heavily in his heart, and only a bleak and cold ......