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If Fan Yihang doesn't remind her, Luo Weiwei has forgotten that she still owes Fan Yihang eight things!

Therefore, people really can't be cheap, because some people will take it seriously! Like ten things! How can ordinary people really want ten things, hey?

However, this third thing is also too easy to do.

Luo Weiwei nodded without thinking about it: "Okay!" ”

Fan Yihang's tight jaw loosened a little, lowered his head, flipped the book, and previewed.

In his world, it seems that only reading is left, Luo Weiwei looks upset, and people who don't study by themselves really feel sick to their stomachs when they look at the people next to them studying desperately, so she simply got up and went out.

After she went out, Fan Yihang didn't see her again until the third period of physical education class.

Today's sun was a bit strong, and even the third class in the afternoon couldn't cut off the heat.

Luo Weiwei is a relatively tall girl among the girls, and it just so happens that Fan Yihang is too, so when the two of them line up, they are in the front and back rows, and both of them are at the end of the line.

Luo Weiwei didn't know where to go in the previous class, her smooth forehead was covered with fine sweat, her little face was flushed, and she was even redder when she was exposed to the sun, and even her lips were red, and she was a little brighter than usual, which attracted the boys who passed by to frequently turn their heads to this side.

The girls next to her were a little embarrassed by those eyes, but Luo Weiwei herself was staring ahead blankly, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

In fact, Luo Weiwei was just tired and in a daze.

After the physical education teacher finished the roll call, he raised his voice and said: "The old rule, run two laps and then move freely." Girls, remember to move, don't always use free activities as a lunch break. What about the Girls' Sports Commissioner? ”

Luo Weiwei is a member of the women's sports committee.

She was still in a daze, and the girl next to her called her back to her senses, and hurriedly replied, "Here." ”

The physical education teacher had a good impression of an active girl like Luo Weiwei, and didn't care about Luo Weiwei's distraction just now, and advised: "After running for a while, you go to the equipment room to move the badminton or something out, if you can't move it, call a few people." ”

"Okay." Luo Weiwei responded and ran around the playground with the team.

After only one lap, half of the people in front of them had already fallen behind the team, but Luo Weiwei and Fan Yihang went from the last to the front, like two team leaders.

Luo Weiwei was bored running, and turned her head to talk to Fan Yihang: "At the same table, do you know how to play basketball?" ”

Before Fan Yihang could speak, Luo Weiwei asked herself: "Forget it, how can you play basketball with a nerd like you." Your slender hands should be used to write. ”

Fan Yihang didn't reply to her, but just threw Luo Weiwei away all of a sudden.

Luo Weiwei was coldly left behind, and subconsciously shouted: "Eh! Wait for me! ”

It's okay if she doesn't shout, this shout Fan Yihang seems to be running faster.

Luo Weiwei had already played a class of ball, and her physical strength was a little unable to keep up, but now she was completely thrown off by Fan Yihang.

Cut! What to drag?

She simply stopped to catch her breath.

Song Ningyuan, who was behind, caught up with her, stopped with her, and reminded: "Big guy, have you seen it?" You're at the table again. ”

"What do you mean?" Luo Weiwei touched the fine sweat on her forehead and asked puzzledly.

Song Ning didn't answer, and pouted towards the side of the runway, motioning for her to look at it herself.

Luo Weiwei looked sideways, and the girls next to the runway, from the same level to the third year of high school, all ran after someone on the runway.

Luo Weiwei pursed her lips and said disdainfully: "What is the matter with a magnet on Fan Yihang's body?" One by one, they can't wait to stick their eyes on that guy Fan Yihang! ”

Why can't she see what Fan Yihang is good at?

"Don't worry, big guy, what if everyone looks at that guy? Didn't you beat him yet? Song Ningyuan smiled and comforted Luo Weiwei.

However, Luo Weiwei felt that her head hurt when she heard this.

"Later!" She gritted her teeth and warned Song Ningyuan: "Don't mention the matter of me fighting with him again." ”

Song Ningyuan wanted to ask why, but looking at Luo Weiwei's expression of wanting to kill, she immediately swallowed all her doubts alive.

It doesn't matter what the reason is, just listen to the big guy's orders.

"You two, are you talking or running?" In the distance, the voice of the physical education teacher came from the side of the runway, and the two of them followed slowly at the back of the large group.

Luo Weiwei's life principle is: if you can't get the first positive number, then take the penultimate first, anyway, if it's not the first, it doesn't matter how many places there are.

So when Luo Weiwei and Song Ningyuan returned to the starting point after running two laps, the physical education teacher had already let everyone start to move freely, but they still didn't forget to tell Luo Weiwei: "You take a few people to take out the exercise equipment used by girls." ”

Luo Weiwei agreed, and was about to call Song Ningyuan, but Song Ningyuan was called over by the boys' sports committee to get the boys' equipment together.

Luo Weiwei sighed and walked slowly towards the equipment room, because she knew that no girl would take the initiative to help her get the equipment.

"Sister!" Qin Qianqian trotted to her side and said, "I'll help you get it together." ”

Qin Qianqian had an eternally harmless smile on her face.

Her appearance is completely different from Luo Weiwei's aggressive temperament, it is the kind of inconspicuous soft look, and she is more gentle when she laughs, Luo Weiwei guesses that she is like her mother who died of illness, because Qin Luyuan looks like an alert and flexible villain, which is completely different from Qin Qianqian.

"Okay." Luo Weiwei hesitated for a moment, suddenly pulled her lips and smiled, and agreed with a smile: "Then please leave it to you, I'll wait for you here." ”

Qin Qianqian was stunned for a moment, the smile on her face froze on her face, and she asked in astonishment, "Isn't it with you?" ”

"Huh?" Luo Weiwei raised her eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you help me get it?" ”

Qin Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained: "I mean to help you ...... together"

"So you mean, don't you want to take it?" Luo Weiwei squinted her eyes, the smile on the corner of her lips was still hanging, but her eyes were a little cold.

Qin Qianqian secretly clenched her fists, and chagrin came to her heart, but there were many people watching them next to her, so she had to bite her lip and go to the equipment room by herself.

Hehe.

Luo Weiwei stared at Qin Qianqian's reluctant back, sneered twice, and found a step to sit down and look at the sky.

A slender shadow loomed over her, and Luo Weiwei raised her eyes to look in front of her.

Fan Yihang stood in front of her with the face of the iceberg that had not changed for thousands of years.

"Tablemate, what's wrong?" She put on that smiling expression again, and she looked very inflated.

Fan Yihang turned around and bent down and sat next to her.

"Just now." Fan Yihang paused, but still said what he heard: "They said that you are bullying your sister again." ”

Luo Weiwei put her elbows on her laps, held her face and turned her head to ask Fan Yihang, "Is it?" They think I'm bullying her again, so what do you think? My tablemates? ”