NO.110

Cui Daochang stroked his goatee, squinted at the boy who was persuaded to leave, and shook his head.

Liu Siyu ate a peanut bean and teased him, "Dao Chang thinks that young man's bones are surprised? Do you want to be accepted as a disciple? ”

"He's actually a little bit of a cultivator." After Cui Daochang finished speaking, he fell into his own world, fiddling with the bottles that everyone didn't want.

I was drinking iced tea, and his little eyes drifted over, and I shuddered, "Here you go, this bottle." ”

He smiled in a friendly way.

Later, whenever I met the uncle who was staring at me drinking water and waiting for a bottle on the road, I always remembered the figure of Cui Daochang stretching out his hand under the halo that day.

Although each class has enthusiasm for theatrical performances, this is not an art academy after all, the level is very limited, the dance is like radio gymnastics, there is no laughing point in cross talk, and the performance of musical instruments is limited to the level of Cui Daochang, at most, the drum kit is quite emotional, but Fu Jiaojiao said that learning that thing is to make noise, and go back to their house to listen to the movement when they decorate their homes.

In addition to playing the erhu, our class performed a poetry recitation without illness and moaning.

Chen Jiajia wore a ponytail and recited a modern poem about reminiscing about childhood with heavy makeup on her face, which probably means that she is not a shriveled person, her soul is full and noble, and she has had lofty goals since she was a child.

", can she be as full as me?" Fu Jiaojiao scoffed at her poetry.

Song Boxue, who was on the side, heard this, and secretly glanced at Fu Jiaojiao, extremely embarrassed, "You girls pay attention to some influences." ”

Shi Xiaoke seemed to have seized the opportunity for revenge, "Are you full?" You're overnourished! Greasy! ”

Unsurprisingly, he was beaten violently.

No111

After a short lunch break, the first event to start was the women's 800m.

"An Yi, don't be nervous." Su Zi said to me.

"I, I'm not nervous." Lying, the voice is trembling.

Su Zi glanced at me, followed by my hand that grabbed her sleeve, "Eldest sister, my flesh is about to be unscrewed off by you, it's only eight hundred meters, is it so terrifying?" ”

Isn't it scary? I firmly believe that there must be a disease in this world called kinesiophobia.

"Do you regret signing up now? At that time, I was not angry. Xu suddenly said cool words, and he looked like a landlord with Erlang's legs crossed.

At this moment, I felt like the world was spinning, panting for breath one by one.

Xiaohong saw that something was wrong with me, and asked with concern, "An Yi, don't force it, 800 meters is not so important." ”

Xu suddenly habitually scolded me, "Yes, I didn't expect you to add bricks and tiles, we can recover the total score if we lag behind, you can be cool and cool." ”

He didn't say that it was okay, so I was in a dilemma, and I wanted to push the game off the steps given by Xiaohong, but now I can only rush up.

Su Zi and Jiaojiao helped me tap my arms and legs a few times, "You just keep running down, the result of the first participation is not important." ”

I took off my coat and walked to my runway step by step, somehow my stomach hurt even more, my head was buzzing, but it was uncomfortable, I didn't want Xu to look down on me!

When the starting gun sounded, my heart was shaken, and I subconsciously ran, and at that moment my breathing was completely out of beat.

I couldn't hear anyone cheering me on, I just felt like someone was laughing at the weirdness of my running form, and I was a little depressed.

The people behind me jumped in front of me one by one, and there was no suspense, but I was the first to last on the first runway......