Xu Ziwen suddenly stood up from his seat, walked around to the front of the stands, glanced at Dean Li Qingmu, and then at Wang Juan, and began to make matters worse.

"Director Wang," Xu Ziwen's nose twitched, and his eyes were red, "I know that you are doing this to obtain the title of excellent counselor, but An An has been in poor health, let's not let her continue to run, okay, if she continues to run like this, she will be injured." In the future, we will cooperate with you well, even if you don't get recognition this time, you will definitely succeed next time, so please, let's go and bring An An back......"

"Ziwen, what do you say?" Wang Juan glanced at Li Qingmu with a flustered expression, and hurriedly explained: "I did this completely for the overall honor of the hospital, what does it have to do with the selection of outstanding counselors, I also considered that An An's appendicitis surgery has been so long, and seeing that she usually walks without abnormality, I thought that her foot injury had healed, so I mobilized her to participate." ”

"Huh?" Xu Ziwen pretended to be surprised and glared, "Then, I just overheard Teacher Hu from the School of Finance say that she made a bet with you on the results of this sports meeting, and whoever has a low total score in the college will give up the candidacy, did I hear it wrong?" As he spoke, he immediately changed to a look of annoyance, "Oh, I'm sorry, Director Wang, I must have heard it wrong, how could you ignore the health of your students for this kind of thing, I was also in a hurry to say this, don't you care~~"

Wang Juan looked at Xu Ziwen dumbfounded, as if she had been hit in the head by a tennis racket, and instantly lost her ability to speak.

Su Yang looked at Xu Ziwen's affectionate and three-point performance standing in front of him, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise to the side, revealing a gloating smile, it seems that this is the ghost idea that Ye Anan thought of, with Dean Li's way of behaving and doing things, Wang Juan is going to be unlucky.

But Su Yang was wrong, when Ye Anan passed the stands of this courtyard for the eighth time and caught a glimpse of Xu Ziwen standing in front of the stands with his back to the arena, he didn't understand the situation at all, thinking that the performance hadn't started yet, why did she go on the stage in advance?

However, now Ye An'an is no longer able to think deeply and meticulously, heavy legs, painful chest, and lack of oxygen brain make her begin to regret her choice a little, except for Aiwu and Wudi, she likes to play basketball, and she is not interested in any other sports, especially this kind of long-distance running that requires endurance, and she hates it deeply.

Although Ye Anan has never run 5,000 meters, she firmly believes that as long as she persists, she can win, but she forgot that whether it is the task set by the coach when she joined the basketball team in high school, or the goal she set for herself when she lost weight, she has never completed it with quality and quantity.

It's like writing a novel, when you open a pit that you haven't written, you always promise never to give up the pit, but when you write more than 100,000 words, you start to pull your hair and slap it.

Ye An'an gasped for breath without a mouthful, and his scattered eyes searched the corners of the stadium.

She knew herself too well, and with her weak willpower, it was already the limit to run eight laps, and she needed to find something to distract herself now.

Finally, she saw Cong Hao, he was standing under the porch at the back door of the stadium facing the arena, his tall figure dragging a long shadow at his feet, Ye Anan couldn't see the direction of his gaze clearly, but he saw Che Xiaonan standing beside him.

Ye Anan closed his eyes as he ran past them, and his chest suddenly became numb in pain.

When she passed the rostrum for the ninth time, Qi Xingyu followed, handed her a wet towel, and persuaded anxiously, "Ye An'an, don't run away if you can't hold on, everyone already knows your situation, and no one will say anything." ”

Ye Anan shook his head, raised his hand to block the towel handed over by Qi Xingyu, and then reached out to take off his eyes and handed it to him, and said breathlessly, "This~ help me keep it, if you are like this~ as soon as it is promoted, can I ~ leave the field halfway, Dong Chunrui~ On the way to bomb the bunker~ If he is killed by a shot, can he ~ write it into the primary school textbook?" At best, it can ~ be loaded into the list of the dead. You still think about thinking about it~ how to clean up the mess you put up. ”

Qi Xingyu stopped, looking at Ye An'an's back with a smile, does it mean that she can still joke now, does it mean that her memory energy is quite abundant?

Although Ye An'an's eyes were blurry when she took off her glasses, the images of Cong Hao and Che Xiaonan in pairs stood in front of her like a poster wall, and she couldn't hide or push down.

There was thunderstorm and lightning and thunder in her mind, as if countless hands had reached out, covering her mouth while revealing their long poisonous nails that were pulling at her brain nerves, making her look at the clear and vivid picture in front of her with wide eyes in the most sober state, as if she was locked in a dark cabin watching a horror movie, full of despair and nowhere to vent.

In the stands, Li Qingmu stood up, patted Xu Ziwen's shoulder, and said with a smile: "Classmate Xu Ziwen, now Ye Anan is still fighting the field, whether she continues to run or stops, none of us can make decisions for her, the only thing we can do now is to cheer her up and cheer for her~"

As he spoke, Li Qingmu took off his outer suit jacket, pulled up the sleeves of his shirt inside, walked to the big drum standing at the top of the stairs, took off the drum stick from the shelf, and waved it at the hundreds of students in the work management, "Come, everyone cheer for Ye Anan with me." ”

Li Qingmu's hands rose and fell beautifully, and he shouted with full anger, "Ye An'an, come on!" ”

The dean personally stepped out, and the morale in the stands was immediately raised, and he shouted in unison, "Ye An'an, come on!" ”

The rekindling of the enthusiasm of the work management cheerleaders has played a positive role in making up for the impact of the broadcast script incident just now.

Su Yang looked at Ye An'an running on the field, the wide T-shirt still couldn't hide her slender and graceful figure, looking at it from a distance, her eyes were half-squinted, and the expression on her face seemed to have a misty blur.

Su Yang looked at Ye An'an's gradually accelerating pace, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

The students in the stands looked at Ye An'an, who had been in the middle and back position, and suddenly increased their speed, catching up with two runners on the eleventh lap, they thought that the cheering had played a role, so they shouted harder.

"Why do I think An An's state is a little wrong?" Tu Ke nervously held Xu Ziwen's hand.

"Don't worry," Xu Ziwen patted the back of Tu Ke's hand, leaned into her ear and whispered, "An An and I originally planned to act in a scene, but she pretended to faint after she ran away, and then I took this opportunity to expose Director Wang's conspiracy in front of the dean, it is estimated that she is now brewing foreplay." ”

"Didn't you already play it just now?"

"That's right, I just broadcast such a strong radio script, of course I have to seize the opportunity to chase after the victory, it is estimated that An An doesn't know about this situation yet, but it doesn't matter, let her faint well, it will be more convincing for her to faint once."