The heat makes the breathing also difficult to adjust.

The effect of the fever is that the knee is aching faintly.

If it is Mobei under normal circumstances.

It's not difficult to run 5,000 meters.

The technical school runs morning exercises every day.

Boarding students are managed in this way.

Both boys and girls.

I run up to 3,000 meters every day.

will go back to cooking.

Mobei's life has always been self-disciplined.

The habit of getting up early to run is also reflected in the base.

Otherwise, he would not have become the earliest person in Heiyanqi.

Tinnitus began to appear.

Mo Bei looked at the crowd not far away, his dizziness hurt so much that his eyesight was also decreasing, the scene was a little blurry, and it was black for a while.

At this moment, she was pulled by the wrist.

Immediately afterward, it was an embrace with residual warmth.

Because I've been running.

His breath wasn't very steady either.

The beating of the heart is even louder, and when it reaches the ear, it is clear and deafening.

It seems to extend into her blood.

Mo Bei's fingers paused.

Deafening screams were heard all around.

The brain is all blank.

The teacher is blowing the whistle.

"This classmate ......"

Before anyone could finish.

Feng Nai opened his mouth, with a smile, very polite: "Teacher, there should be no regulations on the competition system, you can't run with people." ”

This...... It really wasn't prescribed.

But how can it always be you!

The whistle-blowing teacher seems to have had a little breakdown.

Fortunately, the leaders sit and go, and they don't really watch all the sports.

But the classmates are watching.

And all shouting.

The teacher had a headache and stood there, not knowing what to do.

Feng Nai opened his mouth again: "This classmate is feverish, friendship first, competition second, I am friendly and love school." ”

When the boys in No. 1 Middle School heard this, they were about to vomit blood.

Friendship is in school or something, Feng Shao said it!

The teacher actually believed it, no wonder he had been coming over since just now, he was wrong to blame this classmate: "Run well, there is still half a lap." ”

Hearing this, No. 1 Middle School covered his eyes.

Mo Bei raised his eyes, looking at the half-curved corners of his lips and his face seeping into the light, not realizing the passage of time at all.

The chest cavity that was cold was like something had been injected.

People seem to only need a little sweetness to persevere.

Especially when you're in a desperate situation.

Tiredness swept in.

The power to imprison her is great.

And she's really tired.

Half a lap down, not long.

It's just that this scene in front of me has never been seen before.

5,000 meters on the runway.

A tall and slender figure hugged another teenager horizontally, and walked the remaining half circle in the backlight, with a handsome and clear side face, very clean.

The girls in the second middle school were so excited that they didn't know what to say.

originally thought that when it came to the end, Feng Nai would put people down.

Unexpectedly, a faint voice said: "Where is the infirmary?" ”

This location is the closest to No. 2 Middle School.

As soon as the girls pointed behind them, they saw that the man's long legs did not even stop, and he paced towards that side, not caring how many people ran down.

And most importantly, there is no putting people down.

The last place that let Feng Nai let go was the bed in the infirmary.

His hand was against Mo Bei's wrist, leaning over her ear, his voice was a little low, and his breath hit her face: "This little brother, if you don't cooperate, I don't mind tearing your school uniform, it's all fever anyway, it's better to burn it at a higher temperature." ”