"Dad, I'm really happy." Fu Tingxiao's eyes were bent into small crescents, his long eyelashes were like butterflies flitting his wings, and his deer eyes, which were as clear as flowing water, spread out layers of sunlight and shone into Fu Pei's heart.

He thought expressionlessly, so he smiled at the little fool, let alone a baton, even if she wanted the stars in the sky, he would take them off for her.

The arrogant and uninhibited teenager was silent for a few seconds, and said viciously, "Don't think too much, I'm just tired of throwing the shot put, and I just want to move my wrist." ”

Fu Ting cherished and said, "You have never accompanied me to a school activity before, and this is the first time you have come to lift the baton to me as a parent." ”

Fu Pei automatically thought that the "you" in Fu Ting's mouth was her real father, he narrowed his eyes, obviously curious about Fu Ting's past with his father, but he didn't care on the surface, "What, your dead father didn't give you the baton?" ”

"Because you were too busy at work at that time, you had to earn money to support me every day, and you couldn't spare time to spend with me." So Fu Ting was especially glad that God had let her return to her father's youth.

Fu Pei's eyes were dark, staring at the little girl's milk-white and beautiful face for a few seconds, and he almost gritted his teeth and said, "Your father is really a brute." ”

The little fool just felt wronged, he couldn't stand it, it was hard to imagine how her father could bear to ignore the little fool, the beast is indescribable, it's just not as good as the beast!

“？”

Fu Ting frowned and wanted to say something, but the referee over there shouted that she was assembled, and she had to run back to prepare.

The interaction between the two has long been seen by everyone.

Xu Tingting's sour breath almost overflowed and drowned Fu Ting, sneering, "Fu Ting, you can, while hooking up with Cheng Yang, you also coaxed Brother Fu to be dizzy, do you want to reveal yours to me." ”

Fu Ting's voice was warm and glutinous, "Classmate Xu, has anyone told you, you really talk a lot." ”

“？”

Does this mean that her mouth is broken?

Xu Tingting's face was pale, and she was about to debate with Fu Ting, when the game had already begun.

She ran out one step ahead of Fu Ting, thinking viciously, didn't Fu Ting just want the thermos cup for the first place reward? I won't let you get the thermos!

A 3,000-meter run is a process of running at a constant pace, and you need to master the rhythm and coordinate your breathing and footsteps.

Fu Ting ran slowly, and was soon thrown to the end, Xu Tingting couldn't help but secretly rejoice, thinking that Fu Ting still wanted to rely on the three-thousand-meter run to be in the limelight with this physical fitness, and she would be able to crush Fu Ting in minutes.

Participating in the 3,000-meter run, she and Fu Ting, two girls, Xu Tingting knew that she was not capable of getting the first, but as long as she surpassed Fu Ting, it was enough to have a card.

By the time of the second lap, the speed of the players slowed down, Xu Tingting began to gasp, she quietly went to look at Fu Ting behind her, and found that the other party's face was very calm.

It must be pretended.

Xu Tingting gritted her teeth, and when she passed a group of boys, she deliberately increased her speed, surpassing Fu Tinghao by dozens of meters, causing a whistling sound.

"Xu Tingting ran well, much better than the school girl!"

"Suddenly I found that it was still the most attractive girl who was still bodybuilding."

"Fu Ting is too weak, the vase is only suitable for appreciation, and it is useless."

When Xu Tingting heard these voices, she grinned proudly, but as a result, she drank too much cold wind, her stomach began to hurt, and she walked out of sleepwalking in an instant.

When Fu Ting passed by her slowly, Xu Tingting's eyes were red with that calm look, and Xu Tingting endured her physical discomfort and continued to accelerate.

At the end of the third lap, all the competitors showed a red face and thick neck.

Fu Ting's breath was still even, except for a little redness on his cheeks, which looked as relaxed as if he was taking a walk.

Xu Tingting was left behind, and began to have a sense of crisis, she must not be slower than Fu Ting, she can't run for three thousand meters, Fu Ting, don't want to step on her head.

After a turn of thought, she caught up with Fu Ting from behind, pretending to stumble and fell up.

Thump.

Fu Ting didn't notice for a while, and was knocked down by Xu Tingting and sat on the ground.

"My stomach hurts." Xu Tingting also sat on the ground, holding her stomach and said pretentiously, "I'm sorry, Fu listen, I didn't mean to." ”

Fu Ting's ankle twisted, and the severe pain made her frown, and she tried to stand up.

A bony hand passed from behind and pressed her wrist, "Don't move. ”