Although ordinary people can't manage their expressions when running, at least they keep their mouths closed and their whole body is sprinting.

However, Xie Tiannian was a little special, and when he was still a little away from Qi Youmian, he shouted at the top of his voice.

"Yo-yo, I'm here--take the baton-"

The voice was full of breath, loud, and with a breath after running with all his might.

was so shocked that the two people on the track next to him couldn't help but look at Xie Tiannian a few more times, and their running speed was obviously slower.

Xie Tiannian seized the opportunity and handed the baton to Qi Youmian's hands first.

Qi Youmian clenched the baton that was slightly hot by the temperature of the palms of the two people in front of him, but fortunately, when he practiced the relay, he was shouted countless times by Xie Tiannian's demonic voice, and he could run directly without changing his face at this time.

The two similar runways were not so lucky, because after looking at Xie Tiannian twice, they inevitably got a little stuck when they handed over the baton, and even one team dropped the baton directly.

Xie Tiannian held his knees and gasped, turned his head and grinned an incomparably bright smile at Tong Lizi beside him, revealing his neat eight white teeth, and did not forget to give himself a thumbs up, "My, mental attack, isn't it, very useful!" ”

Tong Lizi slapped the boy's back, "You can even out your breath before you speak, be careful of your breath." ”

Xie Tiannian turned his head happily, happy in his heart - woo woo woo chestnut is worried that I am talking badly, chestnut really cares about me!

Qi Youmian seized the opportunity, and with a long leg, she seemed to have jumped a big step, gradually widening the distance between herself and the two teams behind, but compared with the two teams in front, she could only do her best to make up for that distance.

The 400 meters that I ran with all my strength seemed to be fleeting, even if my whole body was crying out for pain.

Qi Youmian gritted his teeth and did not slow down a little, stared at the boy's calm and dark eyes, and handed the baton to the boy's hand.

The slightly cool fingertips after sweating slid across Wen Jiulan's palm.

Qi Youmian looked at Wen Jiulan's figure running away, slowly stopped, stepped in place, and slowed down his overly tense body.

The burning heat of her fingertips at that moment made her whole person a little absent-minded, and her peach blossom eyes stared at Wen Jiulan's figure tightly, and her brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

The figure of the boy is like a blazing breeze in summer, and the hem of his clothes flutters, as if he can crash into people's hearts in the next second.

When running, the muscles on the body stretch, supporting the thin long sleeves in a significant arc, like a cheetah in a high-speed running state, fast and elegant, a pair of eyes staring at their prey.

His speed was really amazingly fast, almost in a breath, he smoothly surpassed one person after another, and even when accelerating in the last 100 meters of the straight, he could still speed up, and it was extremely obvious that he pulled out an unreachable distance from the people behind him.

The position of the first class was at the finish line, and as Wen Jiulan crossed the finish line, the first class immediately broke out into a warm applause.

"Brother Wen is awesome!! Directly overtake! ”

"Hurriedly showed me what was going on, Brother Wen's overtaking in the corners was too strong!"

Qi Youmian trotted across the playground and saw Wen Jiulan who was drinking a bottle of water.

The boy raised his head and swallowed the water, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the droplets of water that he didn't have time to swallow slid down the corners of his lips, slowly slid across the sharp jaw line, and rolled down to the Adam's apple.

Wen Jiulan didn't drink much, but just moistened her throat shallowly, and then put down the mineral water bottle and screwed the lid on.

The green tendons on the back of his hand protruded slightly, and as he moved harder, it became more and more obvious, showing vigor and vitality.

Qi Youmian was a little stunned for a while.

She stared intently at all of Wen Jiulan's movements, and saw that she was in a daze.

The droplets of water that had not had time to be erased gathered and finally sank into the solid collar, blurring a small shadow.

The boy suddenly raised his eyes, with a bit of coldness in his eyes, against the orange-red warm light of the middle afternoon, only the dark eyes were particularly clear and profound.

Qi Youmian seemed to be captured, and his eyes swept back and forth on Wen Jiulan.

Being watched so seriously by her, Wen Jiulan only felt that her body, which was already a little hot, was even hotter, and the roots of her ears were already flushed uncontrollably.

He coughed softly and naturally, "...... What to see? ”

When he spoke, his voice was still a little hoarse.

Qi Youmian was like waking up from a dream, and walked to Wen Jiulan's side with brisk steps, "I suddenly had a little inspiration for dance...... It's from you. ”

The contrast between the reckless indifference against the light and the surging wildness unique to young people is fascinating.

Qi Youmian thought about which soundtrack to choose for the dance at that moment.

Wen Jiulan didn't expect to get such an answer, and was stunned.

Qi Youmian's eyes fell on the mineral water bottle in the boy's hand, and before she could speak, Wen Jiulan was like a hot water bottle, she raised it hastily, and put it down unnaturally.

At the same time, he said softly, "Teacher Chen gave it to me." ”

It's like explaining.

Qi Youmian suddenly thought of the hot touch of his fingertips just now, and reached out to hold the boy's hand, "Let me touch it......"

But seeing that Jiu Lan took a step back with a lot of movement, when Qi Youmian looked at him suspiciously, his eyes drifted slightly, and he quickly moved back, looked directly at her and whispered, "I'm covered in sweat, don't touch it." ”

Qi Youmian narrowed her eyes slightly, Wen Jiulan rarely showed a little rejection to her, and she wanted to give it a try.

She approached step by step, her expression was serious, "I'll just touch it, and I won't do anything to you, what are you hiding?" ”

As soon as the words came out, he smacked his lips again, feeling inexplicably a little wrong.

Looking at Wen Jiulan's appearance of silently retreating, it was even more strange.

- How did you come up with the feeling that she was robbing the people's men?

In the end, Qi Youmian still failed because Wen Jiulan was called away by Teacher Chen to take pictures.

When Qi Youmian returned to the classroom and packed his schoolbag, Wen Jiulan still didn't come back.

She still has to go to Shu Ninghua's class tonight, so she can only go first, and she doesn't forget to send a message to Wen Jiulan.

Wen Jiulan, who helped clean up the playground equipment and lingered in the gymnasium for a long time, breathed a sigh .jpg of relief

He also had to work part-time at night, and after making sure that Qi Youmian left, he quickly ran back to the classroom, rushed downstairs with his schoolbag on his back.

At the same time, I was thinking about it in my heart.

It seems that the fever can't survive this time, so remember to find a 24-hour pharmacy to buy a box of fever medicine after work tonight.

Otherwise, it won't be good if the little girl finds out tomorrow.

But to Wen Jiulan's surprise, this fever was really menacing, which caught him off guard.

After struggling to go home and swallow the medicine with the last bit of Qingming, he lay down directly on the bed and fell into darkness.