Yu Ling was stunned, maybe the atmosphere in the class was too good now, and the squad leader and a few boys actually stepped forward to hug his shoulders, looking like we were good buddies.

Completely forgot the fact that he was still a school bully.

When they reacted with a panicked face, waiting to be beaten, they saw Yu Ling take their hands away lightly, and then frowned with disgust, "Next time, remember to come back after washing your hands." ”

Hearing this, everyone in the class was stunned, but Yu Ling returned to his seat happily.

Song Ning was looking at him with a smile, her eyes clear and clean.

Yu Ling chuckled at her and quietly took her hand under the table.

Perhaps, no one realizes that something is changing unconsciously.

For this group of young people, there is never any so-called inability to integrate, only whether they are willing to get closer.

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In the afternoon, one of the events that Song Ning wants to participate in is the 800-meter relay race.

But fortunately, this competition is in the penultimate place, so Song Ning still has time to prepare.

She knows that her motor cells are not good, so she is even more nervous now.

Although I didn't report hope, I still didn't want to hold back my classmates.

While waiting, a few hours passed unconsciously, and soon the 800-meter relay event arrived.

The format of the relay race is based on a class system, with eight people at a time, one person 100 meters.

After discussion, Song Ning was on the last stick.

After watching the relay races of other classes, Song Ning felt pressured, and her palms were sweaty.

When she was nervous, she looked at the audience meaningfully, because there were Yu Ling, Qi Shuang and Wen Ranran, Pei Jinchuan and Shen Yijin, and even Ji Fengshi, who was going to play in the next game.

It was supposed to be Wen Ranran's broadcast, but she handed over the broadcast to her companions, and she specially ran out to watch Song Ning's game and cheer Song Ning on.

They are hair, they know each other, and she knows that Song Ning must be very nervous at this moment.

But it doesn't matter.

When she sees them, she can go to the competition with peace of mind.

This is indeed the case, Song Ning saw her companions, and her tense heart slowly relaxed.

Turning her gaze, she cheered up the spirit of twelve, and as soon as the whistle blew, the first classmate began to relay.

Song Ning didn't dare to relax at all, she saw that the classmates in the first few sticks played very well and ran fast, but this also meant that it was about to come to her.

When the seventh and last baton were handed over, Song Ning was already ready, and when she saw her classmates running towards her, she hurriedly adjusted her posture, and when the time came, she immediately took the baton in her hand and began to run towards the finish line.

Nervous is nervous, but when it was time to run, Song Ning found that she couldn't think of anything, and had only one goal in mind, that is, to run to the finish line in the shortest possible time.

Perhaps with the encouragement of her friends and her own beliefs, Song Ning ran faster this time than she practiced and was about to cross the finish line, however, an accident happened-

Out of nowhere, a stone was thrown out of nowhere and landed in front of Song Ning, and Song Ning also witnessed the stone coming towards him.

Her pupils shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to dodge, but because of this, her feet slipped, and her knees rubbed against the plastic runway, and the whole person tripped and fell to the ground.

There was an exclamation from the audience, and everyone looked over.

Song Ning looked painfully at her knee, which was blocked by her pants, and although she couldn't see it, the pain told her that there must be bleeding.