Chapter Seventy-Nine: That Habitual Action

The last baton of the men's 400-meter relay race in the second year of high school Wen Er was still Tang Sinian, he put on his number coat and stood aside and waited quietly, and the boys who participated in the 200-meter relay in the morning recognized him.

"That! Just the one who looks a little white, and looks better than you, don't you see it? He is very strong, and the morning game is so bad, and he chased it back! ”

"I can't see anyone who looks better than me!"

"You can pull it down, just like you look, you have to look in the mirror when you go out, take a small comb and comb your little braids! Are you better looking than your parents? I don't think you'd better stop participating in the competition, just go home and wash up and sleep! ”

"You're here to say tongue twisters? Go straight to Tianjin, I won't stop you! ”

Tang Sinian stood on their right and moved his muscles, without raising his eyelids, pretending not to hear, and feeling that they were talking a little funny.

There is also a senior science class competing with Tang Sinian, and that class is also a parallel class, there are not many sports students, and the members of the entire men's relay race are sports students, even if Tang Sinian's strength is strong, it is impossible to defeat four with one.

He tried his best in the end and didn't catch up with the people in front of him, only knowing that at the end of the line, a group of people surrounded him to celebrate and cheer, but Tang Sinian didn't know what was going on, and suddenly protected his head, bowed his head and didn't speak.

"What's wrong with you?" One boy was a little worried when he saw his reaction: "Are you feeling a little uncomfortable?" Do I need to take you to the infirmary? ”

Tang Sinian suddenly felt dazed, he slowly raised his head, and saw the worries of other classmates, and did not have the many mocking faces in his memory.

"You're not worried about the rankings, are you?" Zhang Tangyuan put his arms around his neck: "It's okay!" It's already awesome, okay? Didn't you see the expressions of the seniors in high school, they are also afraid that your dark horse will catch up! ”

The students of Wen 2 are not interested in rankings or anything, as long as you do your best to contribute to the class, everyone can see it. So I was also very satisfied with the second place, and a few boys put their arms around Tang Sinian's neck and shouted, "Awesome!" ”

At this moment, time seemed to go backwards, gradually opening up the impression in his memory.

Although Tang Sinian has always been likable, he always really wants to fit in with a small group only when he finds that he has drawn a very obvious boundary with others.

Especially after the death of his father, the child who was originally a transparent person at school was suddenly noticed by other children, and when he got out of school, he was always surrounded by a group of children, first laughing at him, and then falling on his body like a dense fist like a raindrop.

He didn't dare to resist, there were a lot of people on the other side, and his father was no longer there, so he couldn't make trouble for his mother. Therefore, it is always customary to wear long-sleeved clothing to cover the old, new, bleeding, and crusted scars on the arms.

The habitual movements exposed his weakness, but fortunately this time it was not pain that brought him, but worried faces around him.

Tang Sinian gasped, looked at the people around him, and smiled unconsciously. He began to let his guard down, and very casually put his arm on the two boys to celebrate together.

Song Huanian sneered: "Don't cheer, the girls' competition will start in a while, hurry up and cheer them on!" ”

"Got the squad leader!" The boys replied together, put Downs on their bodies and went to the lawn to watch the next girls' relay race.

To be honest, the girls in my class know what the students in Wen Er are like. There will be more or less one or two female sports students in other classes, but Wen Er stands out from the crowd, talented, dancing, and playing the piano, but there are no female sports students.

A girl who was about to participate in the competition stood there and rubbed her hands nervously: "What should I do!" I'm a little nervous right now! I see that other teams have sports students, what can I do? ”

Zhang Tangyuan's mentality is very good: "Harm, I said Brother Xin, even if you are not a sports student, your combat power can beat the teams of other classes in minutes!" ”

The girl's full name is Xin Yu, and she is very outgoing, a female man who is alive and well. Because once the boy in the class forgot to change the water, the girl in the class complained bitterly, and she sat in her position to do her homework and heard the girl complain.

Frowning, he put the pen on the table and stood up, walked to the back of the classroom without saying a word, picked up the bucket of water on the floor, and then put the bucket of water into the water dispenser in the admiring eyes of the other girls.

After loading, she casually returned to her position to write practice questions, but frightened the female classmates behind.

I don't know how this matter reached the ears of the grade leader, and I hurriedly reported the situation to my superiors. When I came to school that weekend, the water dispenser in the class was gone, replaced by an automatic water dispenser.

Xin Yu, became famous in a fight.

"Zhang Tangyuan, don't go too far! If you don't encourage us at this time, forget it, and make fun of us! Believe it or not, it will destroy you in minutes! Xin Yu raised her fist, Zhang Tangyuan hugged his head and ran away, slipped into the boys' pile and never came out again.

Song Huanian stepped forward: "Xin Yu, just do your best for a while, it's nothing." ”

Xin Yu nodded and heard the referee's notice: "Then let's go, squad leader!" ”

"Come on!" Song Huanian said with a smile.

"Come on!"

Wen Er's girls' group won the first place in the group, which is quite good in all groups, and it should be able to get the top five.

The biggest selling point of this game is Yan Qi, who is the representative of the athletes, and the competition of their class is placed last.

And she's the last, the last, the last.

Yan Qi is a science student, in the second year of high school. It's not an experimental class, but it's a very good class in a parallel class. Li Santong is also a sports student, and it is a lie to say that there is not much pressure.

The results of the top three students were not too good, and by the time the baton reached Yan Qi's hands, the group in first place had almost run the entire distance of the corner.

She rushed out almost the moment she took the baton, running her slender legs. Everywhere she ran, she drew exclamations from students and teachers.

The distance between the two men became smaller and smaller, and by the last straight runway, the distance between the two men was no more than five paces.

With 20 meters left before the finish line, Yan Qi accelerated sharply again, and two seconds later surpassed the first place.

Running to the finish line amid the shouts of the crowd of onlookers, the red thread that symbolizes victory hangs on his body.

However, she fell to her knees with a pop, and threw the baton in her hand far away.

A person suddenly rushed over: "Where is the injury?" ”