There is still one minute to prepare for the game.

Zhang Yang held a crumpled piece of paper and rubbed it next to Gu Zhihuan: "Brother Huan, do you think it's okay to write the words like this?" ”

The 3,000-kilometer run is a long and boring process.

Therefore, during the long-distance run, the support group of each runner is allowed to write a cheering message for him, which is read by the host.

Gu Zhihuan took it and took a look.

On the paper was a series of crooked handwriting—

"Thank you to all the contestants for their participation, you are the stars in the night sky this summer, calm and resolute, but it's a pity that the victory belongs to Brother Yue, belongs to the seventh class of the second year of high school, and you are destined to be just an unknown junior who sets off the protagonist. Thank you for cooperating! ”

Gu Zhihuan: "......"

Zhang Yang rubbed his hands excitedly: "What do you think?" Isn't it imposing? ”

Jiao Pei took the note from Gu Zhihuan's hand, glanced at it, and commented: "It's very obscene, it's shameless, and it's especially begging." ”

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth drooped: "This is the essence obtained by collecting the aura of the seventh class." ”

Gu Zhihuan smiled lightly: "Han Yue should like it." ”

Zhang Yang's eyes lit up: "Then I'll send it to the entertainment committee." ”

Just when Gu Zhihuan and the others were discussing here, the game had officially begun.

The referee stood outside the track with the starting pistol in hand: "Men's 3,000 meters, ready!" ”

Han Yue glanced back at Gu Zhihuan.

Against the light, Gu Zhihuan couldn't see Han Yue's expression, and only vaguely felt that he should be laughing.

If Gu Zhihuan's skin of "three good students" is a habit she has cultivated since she was a child, then Han Yue's "indifference and alienation" is more to hide his love for Gu Zhihuan.

The farther away Gu Zhihuan was, the more tense Han Yue became.

Until this time, Han Yue had an accident...... After the relationship between the two eased, Han Yue's domineering and middle two nature was re-exposed.

Thinking about it this way, Gu Zhihuan felt that Han Yue was selected as an "experimental subject", which was not a pure bad thing.

Gunshots rang out.

Han Yue ran out like an arrow from the string, and was far ahead from the beginning.

The people of Class 7 had already subconsciously gathered around Gu Zhihuan: "Wow, Brother Yue is too strong, come up so fast." ”

The sports committee was worried: "3,000 meters is more important for endurance." ”

"We believe in Brother Yue's endurance!" Everyone said in unison.

Zhang Yang nodded desperately: "A man can't say no!" ”

Jiao Pei snorted lightly.

South Korea and Vietnam have always been far ahead.

Yao Daming, who was behind him, was thrown away, almost a full circle.

Gu Zhihuan had a cold face, and his eyes involuntarily looked towards the finish line.

Zhang Yang pulled the people of Class 7 to stand in front of the finish line, and the May 3 exam paper was rolled into a paper horn by him: "Come on, cheer up, the slogan is louder, don't embarrass Brother Yue." ”

Everyone in Class 7 held their heads high.

Gu Zhihuan was arched at the forefront by them.

Tao Xingchun was next to her, holding a bottle of water and smiling.

Han Yue's figure gradually approached.

Zhang Yang took the lead and shouted the slogan loudly: "Seven classes and seven classes, always the first, Brother Yue is invincible, seven times in one night!" ”

The corner of Gu Zhihuan's eyes jumped: "I remember that the previous slogan was not this?" ”

Zhang Yang waved his hand and said triumphantly: "Class 7 talent, I improvised it myself." ”

Han Yue stopped a hundred meters before the finish line.

Zhang Yang led people to shout the slogan three more times.

Han Yue's forehead was covered with big hot sweat, and he was half-bent over, his hands propped in front of his knees.

This action made Han Yue's wide basketball uniform neckline drop slightly, and a large piece of chest muscles could be seen through the neckline.

Many girls screamed frantically, pulling their friends to take pictures of Han Yue.

Gu Zhihuan's eyebrows gathered towards the center of his eyebrows.

The entertainment committee member angrily picked up the manuscript handed by Zhang Yang in the background.

She originally wanted to press this manuscript to the bottom, but the 3,000-meter manuscript was not enthusiastic, and the good-looking people all went to participate in basketball, high jump, and swimming, and the tired 3,000-meter was always the most non-existent person in the class to participate.

It is commonly known as Buddha's nature renunciation.

Han Yue didn't glance sideways at the specially set up radio station.

The entertainment committee member was cold, gritted his teeth and read out the manuscript.

"Thank you for cooperating with ......"

The clerk read to the end, and the audience fell silent.

Zhang Yang was disappointed: "The tone is wrong, this doesn't show the momentum that our seventh class should have." ”

So, in order to let Han Yue feel their encouragement and love, Zhang Yang strode onto the small stool that had been prepared long ago, and waved his hand: "Class Seven-"

Everyone: "Come on!" ”

"Brother Yue—"

"First!"

"Who's number one?"

"Brother Yue!"

"Who is Brother Yue?"

"Hanyue !!"

Gu Zhihuan has no eyes for this kind of brainwashing that is almost a cult.

Han Yue interacted with the Class 7 classmates very leisurely and calmly, he smiled and kept waving to the people waiting for him at the finish line.

However, the next moment, Han Yue's smile froze.

A small figure silently chased after him, passing by Han Yue, and then burst out with an unprecedented momentum, slamming into the red finish line.

The audience was silent.

Zhang Yang was stunned for two seconds: "Why did you rush up, Yao Daming?" ”

Yao Daming's eyes were closed, he heard Zhang Yang's voice, he seemed to come back to his senses, opened his eyes tremblingly, glanced at Zhang Yang, rolled his Adam's apple, and was about to speak, but he fainted in Zhang Yang's arms with a miserable face.

Han Yue's face sank and ran over: "What about the first? ”

Zhang Yang trembled and hugged Yao Daming horizontally, knelt down in front of Han Yue: "Brother Yue, he fainted." ”

Han Yue: "......"

The first place at your fingertips was given away in an unexpected way that no one expected.

Gu Zhihuan was about to step forward, but Tao Xingchun had already come back to his senses.

He handed Han Yue the water he had prepared a long time ago and patted him on the shoulder: "You are already great to be able to take the second." ”

Han Yue lifted the hem of his clothes, wiped the sweat from his head casually, and began to look for Gu Zhihuan in the crowd.

Gu Zhihuan was originally standing at the front of the team, but when he heard their shameful slogan, he silently retreated to the end.

The front was full of people, and Gu Zhihuan had to squeeze through the crowd.

Han Yue's height of 1.87 meters stands proudly.

After changing out of the suit, he was a little more arrogant and conceited.

The chestnut hair reflects the soft color in the sun, and it looks beautiful.

Seeing that Gu Zhihuan was blocked by a group of people, the sports committee strode over directly: "Let's let go, don't have long eyes, don't block my sister-in-law's way." ”

The crowd automatically separated.

Han Yue and Tao Xingchun faced her sideways.

Tao Xingchun tilted his head and looked at Han Yue motionlessly.

The warm afternoon sun covered him, illuminating the look in his eyes.

Gu Zhihuan's footsteps stopped.

It was an extremely uncomfortable look.

Greed is chilling.