Chapter 20: Impulsive, Lack of Oxygen
NO.36
"Liao Jingang, look at the person you chose, it's not a tortoise and rabbit race, where is there a project suitable for her to participate in."
If Xu suddenly didn't speak, he must be worried that others would sell him as a dumb person.
Originally, I didn't care too much about making fun of me in terms of physical fitness, but in terms of Xu Ran, everything is different.
Flattened by him?
I'm not happy.
Su Zi relieved the siege, "Sports Committee, report me an 800 meters, and I will also participate in the four-by-one relay." ”
Liao Bin's dark face showed small white teeth, "Okay, I'll fill in your name first, and you can go out to train in the last two classes of every day from today." ”
"Give me a four-by-one report, and you can look at the rest of the arrangement." Xu suddenly patted Liao Bin's shoulder proudly.
Shi Xiaoke also joined in the excitement and reported the project.
"I'm participating, too." I hesitated for a long time, and the deserter seemed to feel too uncomfortable.
Liao Bin raised his eyes and looked at me for a while, saying that he was joking just now, and he didn't want to make it difficult for others.
I took his notebook and pen, and signed it without looking at the project, just like a superstar facing a young fan.
When I returned to the class, Su Zicai reminded me that I had reported an 800-meter race.
Oh, my God!
When people are impulsive, they really lack oxygen to their brains.
Jiaojiao's shot put, she also comforted me, saying that I was racing with my life.
In the afternoon, Xiaohong deliberately transferred the class because of everyone's enthusiasm for participating in the competition, and arrested a group of people to discuss the sports meeting.
At the discussion meeting, Chen Jiajia and Cuihua proposed that the girls should wear the tights and miniskirts of the Chinese and Japanese cheerleaders, but the students with imperfect bodies said that they couldn't hide their flesh, and they were too short and easy to veto.
Cuihua didn't give up, and said that she could wear Cinderella's skirt and match a pair of crystal slippers, but Xiaohong still felt that it was inappropriate, as far as our gang of cowards who only knew what high heels looked like, 80% of the team had to go to the bone.
NO.37
Shi Xiaoke volunteered to say that he wanted to take the lead and raise a class card, but he was ridiculed by the mouth of Cuihua. said that the picture of brain supplementation is like a dwarf and seven snow whites, where do you put the fair-skinned and beautiful girls?
Think about it, looking at the entire high school, the people who can hold the class card must be nine-headed beauties with thin waists and long legs, Shi Xiaoke also has two heads, like Doraemon, I don't know if I thought our class was participating in the Paralympic Games.
"You can't shake your head at anything, so tell me what else you have to offer." Cuihua was in a hurry.
When she set her eyes on me, I was looking at her newly bought magazine with Miao Miao, and she said that her husband Louis Koo was handsome again.
"Qu Anyi, don't you usually have a lot of ideas, do you have any new tricks?" Chen Jiajia does not lose her deep love with Cuihua's master and servant, and her singing and matching are seamless.
I blinked, and slowly stood up, "Or... or, in camouflage?" Isn't it cool. ”
"Hahaha." Cuihua smiled very poorly, "It's not dirty, other classes are so foreign, and they still have camouflage uniforms, why don't you just wear school uniforms and go up directly." ”
"I think the camouflage uniform is very good, and I paint a few more cover colors on my face, which is more sensitive." I was a little surprised by Xu Ran's help.
Shi Xiaoke also agreed, "When I played CS, I liked those uniforms very much. ”
A boy with crooked eyes coaxed, "When don't you like uniforms!" Stockings, high boots, nurse clothes, don't you all dream about it! ”
"Go, go, get out of the way, get down to business!"
Xiaohong's face was a little embarrassed, after all, he was not very old, and in the face of a group of young boys and girls, those words were a little sensitive.
He tapped on the blackboard, "Alright, let's vote!" ”