Zhou Moruo clenched her chest and entered the toilet cubicle, she "snapped" the door and leaned against the wall panting.

There seemed to be a fire in her chest, which made her full of irritability, and even her blood seemed to be boiling, and a stream of brains surged up to the top of her head, eroding her reason.

The faces of Kong Fanyin and Jiang Lianyan kept changing in her mind, and finally Jiang Lianyan asked her, "What are you crazy about?" ”

Isn't that ...... Ask a question? Her reaction, as if it was too big,

But she couldn't control it at all, Zhou Moruo squatted down with her head in her hands, her mania seemed to be getting worse and worse,

The mobile phone rang suddenly, Zhou Moruo took it out and looked at it, it was a call from Tang Qiao,

She picked it up and said in a hoarse voice, "Hey,"

"Brother Jin," Tang Qiao said, "where are you?" The class is going to go to the square, Yingying said to prepare a uniform outfit, you come back and let's discuss it,"

Zhou Moruo let out a breath, "Okay, I'll go back,"

In the afternoon, there happened to be a physical education class, and Wu Boyu took everyone for a lap as usual and began to do warm-up exercises.

Yu Yingying did the chest expansion exercise, and said sideways, "Ah Qiao, let's go to the rostrum to discuss the clothing in a while,"

Tang Qiao stretched out her arm, "Okay, I'll call Brother Jin together," she shouted to the side and back, "Brother Jin,"

Zhou Moruo's long hair was tied with a hair ring, she looked down at the ground, listlessly raised her arms and legs, and her movements were like a marionette.

Tang Qiao glanced at it worriedly, turned his head,

"One-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight, two-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight," Wu Boyu glanced at the physical education teacher who was playing with his mobile phone not far away, "Four-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight,"

"The last quarter, four-two-three-four, five-six-seven-eight, stop!"

He ran over and said, "Report to the teacher, we're done,"

The physical education teacher looked at his watch, "It took a minute to shoot four eights, you guys are very good,"

Wu Boyu smiled and said, "Teacher, the strength of our specialty class is sports, of course, it is faster than ordinary people,"

The PE teacher walked over with his hands behind his back and glanced at everyone, "Really?" ”

Class 8 nodded tacitly, "Yes teacher,"

"Okay," said the PE teacher, "the school will have a sports day in two days, you all know, so from today onwards, all the students who have signed up for the program will come to me to train, and everyone else can move freely,"

Everyone immediately began to discuss enthusiastically, Tang Qiao sighed, "Yingying, it seems that I can't accompany you to pick out clothes, I signed up for the relay run, or you let Brother Jin accompany you,"

Yu Yingying patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry about leaving it to me,"

"Sports committee," the physical education teacher shouted with a notebook, "write me a list of athletes in your class,"

Wu Boyu ran over and took the notebook, "Okay teacher," he said at the top of his voice, "The students who participated in the training come and line up, and the rest of the students will go coolly,"

Tang Qiao walked to Wu Boyu's side, turned his head and found that Zhou Moruo had also come over, "Brother Jin, what are you doing here?" ”

Zhou Moruo, "I applied for the project,"

Tang Qiao blinked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't report it?" What's the report, the relay race? ”

"No," Zhou Moruo was expressionless, "Three thousand meters,"

Tang Qiao thought she had heard it wrong, "What did you say?" Three hundred meters? ”

Zhou Moruo sighed, "It's three thousand,"

"No," Tang Qiao said, "Brother Jin, don't you hate long-distance running the most?" And said it was a waste of life,"

Zhou Moruo took a step forward, "Because of a certain stupid*, he probably thinks I live a long life, so he wants to consume my life,"

Tang Qiao heard it in a fog, "Brother Jin, how can you be so wronged by yourself, such a stupid * just beat you to death with a stick,"

Zhou Moruo smiled, "But I can't help it,"