In the last month of the second semester of the second year of junior high school, Wener participated in the winter long-distance running organized by the school. On that day, the weather was relatively good, and the warm sunlight sprinkled on the body could slightly drive away a little chill.

"Erer, don't be nervous, you must relax now." Ye Zi said as he walked behind Wen Er and squeezed her shoulder.

Ye Zi and Da Qianqian were specially assigned by Lao Zhangtou to Wen'er as logistics volunteers. At this time, everyone had lunch and walked to the playground, leaving only a few athletes and their little assistants in the classroom.

Da Qianqian said while filling the plastic bag with chocolate, water and napkins:

"Lao Zhangtou is really thoughtful this time, not only assigned us 'bodyguards' to all of you, but also bought emergency supplies out of his own pocket."

Hearing this, Ye Zi continued:

"I've always loved Lao Zhangtou! The homeroom teacher of the sixth year of primary school has always been a female Chinese teacher, although it is very good to us, but it is not as good as the unique personality charm of Lao Zhangtou, he is really good to us girls! ”

Wen Er's originally nervous mood slowly calmed down in this relaxed chat. Speaking of Lao Zhangtou, she also interjected and said a few words:

"I think Lao Zhangtou is very good to both boys and girls."

"Didn't you notice? The boys in the class always joke with Lao Zhangtou on weekdays, calling them brothers, and sometimes they go to Lao Zhangtou's shoulders when they are presumptuous, and I haven't seen him really angry, and he laughs all the time. ”

"Er'er, when you say this, why do I think Lao Zhangtou is still good to boys! We girls don't have such treatment~"

Probably a word that woke up the person in the dream, Da Qianqian heard Wen'er's words, and couldn't help but "howl", which was quite exaggerated and funny.

At this time, the three girls saw Du Fei walk in from the door. Wen Er immediately asked:

"Hey, Fei Fei, why are you only coming back now?"

As a runner for the girls of Class 8 (1), Du Fei has always been a frequent participant in such competitions. It's not that she is enthusiastic about participating in the competition, but that during the registration period of each event, the sports committee member in the class always holds a registration form and shuttles between the desks "door to door", using eighteen kinds of martial arts to persuade students to participate in sports competitions. Naturally, girls are extremely difficult to conquer in sports competitions.

In such a grim environment, Du Fei, who did not care about and argued about many things, became a "sweet and sweet" in the eyes of the sports committee, and his name was written in the list of various running events such as "100 meters", "800 meters" and "3000 meters" without any suspense.

"Fei Fei, what are you doing? Also, where are your two assistants? Ye Zi asked immediately after Wen Er.

Du Fei walked to his seat and fished out the chocolate and mineral water that Lao Zhangtou had sent out in advance, and when he was done, he replied:

"I went to the dorm room to change my shoes, and the pair I wore in the morning had one foot that was always uncomfortable."

"Er, do you want to go to the bathroom and change your clothes?" Seeing that several other athletes in the classroom were walking out with their prepared sportswear, Da Qianqian warmly reminded Wen Er.

"Oh, I don't need to, anyway, I usually wear sweatpants and sneakers, just go straight to the court."

For Wener, the most convenient outfit for his student days was sweatpants that have not changed for thousands of years. In addition, she and Du Fei seem to have reached some kind of tacit agreement, from junior high school to high school graduation, these two girls have worn sweatpants for six years, almost all over the major sports clothing brands.

Of course, although Wener doesn't care much about dressing up, he still has his own careful thinking in choosing the style of sweatpants. For example, she deliberately chooses thin ones that are not lined, and they tend to have a certain slimming effect, and are by no means those that look very fat.

"It's not early, Erer, Feifei, let's go to the playground." Ye Zi glanced at the clock hanging on the wall in front of him.

"Fei Fei, you put these things here for me, let's take them together, I don't know where the two girls with you ran away?"

Although Da Qianqian complained on her lips, she was still very resolute in action. She walked to Du Fei's desk, actively picked up the chocolate on it and put it in the bag, Du Fei wanted to take the water herself, but she couldn't resist her initiative, and finally handed it over.

"Fei Fei, don't bring napkins, I have a big bag here!" Da Qianqian said and opened the handbag and showed Du Fei her sufficient logistical preparations.

After that, the four girls went to the playground together.

The venue of the long-distance running was already full of people, and before the race began, there were several shouts of "come on" and "win" from time to time, and everyone was enthusiastic.

With a "bang", the referee on the starting line fired the starting pistol in his hand, and all the athletes rushed out like arrows off the string.

Run three laps around the playground first - Wener still feels very relaxed.

Then, follow the route designated by the school to run out of the middle school gate, through a winding path, to the side of the street. Then, I came in from the main entrance of the high school, passed by the major teaching buildings and campus landscapes, turned around, and finally returned to the playground, and after three more laps, the long-distance running task was really over.

Wen'er has been good at running since he was a child, although he can't say that he is at the top, but compared to the girls in the class, he is still very fast. When it comes to running, Wen'er has her own little secrets, which were taught to her by her grandmother's eldest cousin. In fact, in the process of running, you have to have a belief that keeps you moving forward. A house, a tree, or a cloud is fine, as long as it is always in front of you and your eyes can follow it steadfastly.

In this way, Wener won the second place in the class in the sports running test in the second year of junior high school, of course, according to the requirements of the physical side of the high school entrance examination, it has exceeded the score line of the full score.

The competition was still going on in the cold winter day.

When Wen Er ran to the path outside the junior high school, he saw Du Fei in front of him. She wondered why Du Fei was still here, so she quickened her pace and caught up and asked:

"Du Fei, why didn't you speed up and try to run forward!"

"Oh, I'm a little dizzy, maybe I can't run anymore, you go first."

When he said this, Du Fei's face slowly turned pale, and his steps became slower and slower. Wen Er saw her like this, and couldn't bear to run away alone, so he said to her:

"Fei Fei, if we don't compare, let's go to the infirmary now~"

"You really don't need to, you run first! Hurry up! ”

Wen Er saw that there were more and more people behind her, and they all chased after her, and she had to continue to run with the team, but she couldn't let go, and said to Du Fei, who gritted his teeth behind her-