Stick it with your tablemates
"Yo, the baton of your class has dropped, it seems that God doesn't want you to win."
It was the familiar yin and yang strange voice again, faintly coming from behind him.
This Wang Qiusheng is really haunted.
Gu Shanxu just wanted to scare him, but when he saw the little table next to him, he immediately changed his mind.
He tugged at the corners of Jiang Wanning's clothes, pretending to scream in pain.
"Hey, my ankle hurts."
Jiang Wanning hurriedly supported him, worried: "It's okay, why don't you tell the referee not to run." ”
Wang Qiusheng really couldn't stand the intimate contact between the two, as if he didn't take him seriously at all.
"Gu Shanxu, can you not always pester Wanning, isn't it just an ankle injury, a big man is really hypocritical."
Jiang Wanning had already treated him as air, but she had to rush to find him.
"You're not in a good head, are you? Didn't you get my table mate to hurt his ankle? ”
"You think it's hypocritical? Then I'm going to hurt your ankle too, do you think you're pretentious? ”
"Also, what do you mean that he is always pestering me, I am willing to stay with him every day, it is your business."
Wang Qiusheng automatically blocked what she said, and mocked Gu Shanxu to himself.
"Hehe, Gu Shanxu, I'll come to see your painful appearance after the fiasco."
"Get on the side, go to the side, don't disturb us watching the game."
Jiang Wanning protected her table behind her and stared at Wang Qiusheng with fierce eyes.
Gu Shanxu hid behind her, not feeling embarrassed at all, but showing off triumphantly.
Hey, silly. Forced, like a clown jumping off the beam, I have someone to protect me, do you have it?
Wang Qiu trembled angrily, but no one paid attention to him, and it was not good to continue talking to himself.
He couldn't help but sneer, the dead duck has a hard mouth, I see if you will be uncomfortable if you lose the game in a while.
At the beginning of the relay race, the students of the first class of high school cheered loudly under the leadership of the sports committee.
"Hou Mingning, come on! Come on! ”
"Rush, if you work harder, you can surpass the person in front!"
"Damn, the baton has dropped, pick it up!"
Xueba has been running forward to warm up, but he didn't find that he didn't catch the baton at the first time.
The person who thought it was the first stick hadn't come over yet.
After waiting for two or three seconds, he realized that something was wrong.
And Hou Mingning also knew that he was not doing it right, so he let go without waiting for the other party to catch it steadily.
He hurriedly picked up the baton, chased forward a few steps and stuffed it into the other party's hand, this time there was no problem.
But on the field, two or three seconds is enough time to pull out a lot of distance.
Originally, they were in second place, but now they have become third, and the distance between them and the fourth place is only a dozen meters.
Xueba's running is decent, but those who can participate in the relay are generally people who usually run very fast, and few are pulled to make up the numbers like him.
Just took the baton and ran for a few seconds, and was overtaken by the fourth place.
Lin Xisheng had already begun to move his hands and feet, waiting for his arrival at the starting point.
"Hahaha, Brother Xu, don't worry, I'll chase you back immediately, you can go first when you go!"
He is very confident, after all, they were the first in their class in the last sports meeting.
Wen Xingbo sat on the ground, as if he had no pressure at all.
"Come on, you, the third stick in our class is a dark horse, you will lose."
"Cut, the master is still the prince of the dark horse, keep him and conquer him."
Lin Xisheng patted his chest, confident that he couldn't do it.
A clean boy in white short sleeves stood beside him and patted him on the shoulder funny: "I'm waiting for you to conquer me." ”
Their second baton was in place right away, and the boys were ready to take over.
As soon as the baton arrived, he immediately went from jogging to sprinting.
Not only was the step very big, but the frequency was also very fast, and Lin Xisheng was a little panicked.
This thing is really a dark horse, and it seems to be running a little faster than him.
Xueba ran out of breath, he waited for a long time.
After taking the baton, he rushed forward as hard as he could, and soon overtook third place.
Jiang Ran didn't know when he got down from the audience and stood outside the runway to cheer him on.
"Lin Xisheng, come on, come on! If you can catch up with the first, change me to be single for ten years! ”
He was still very moved when he heard the front, but he almost slipped when he heard the back.
If you have been single for ten years, you don't have to! It's not good for you or me.
The dark horse was firmly in first place, and even took the time to turn around and smile at Lin Xisheng.
He cursed, feeling provoked.
But the 400-meter sprint was very tiring and I couldn't rest if I wanted to.
Try his best, and he is only on par with second place.
"Be careful, if you can't run, walk down slowly."
Before going on the field, Jiang Wanning was still not at ease.
Gu Shanxu stretched his waist, and suddenly felt a little sleepy from the sun.
To be honest, his feet didn't actually hurt anymore, not to mention that the bandages were so tight that he couldn't feel the swelling at all.
"At the same table, if I win this game, is there any reward?"
"Huh? What reward do you want. ”
"I want to recharge."
The voice dispersed with the wind, and Lin Xisheng finally ran to the finish line.
Gu Shanxu picked up the baton and ran out, Jiang Wanning was still reacting, what does charging have to do with her.
Lin Xisheng sat on the playground after running, panting incessantly.
Tired, four hundred is more tired than eight hundred.
A shadow suddenly fell overhead, and he looked up.
It was the boy just now, he threw himself a bottle of water, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and his eyes were full of banter.
"Yo, it looks like I conquered the Prince of Dark Horses."
“......”
Lin Xisheng unceremoniously unscrewed the cap of the bottle, filled half the bottle in one go, and said stiffly: "Cut, let you, I'm afraid you'll cry." ”
Wen Xingbo relied on himself to be the first, coupled with Gu Shanxu's foot injury, he was carefree and very comfortable running in front.
Even if the gods come, this first place is his.
Xiaomei must have adored him to death!
Gu Shanxu ran up and found that his ankle was not completely without feeling, and every time he landed, he would be shocked and tingling.
But this little problem, he directly ignored.
The second place, which was originally level, changed after Gu Shanxu started.
And the changes are getting bigger and bigger, and after he overtook the second place, he kept chasing forward.
Wang Qiusheng originally wanted to follow him all the way and watch his jokes.
What I didn't expect was that I couldn't keep up with him?
What he didn't expect was that he could still run to the second place.
He changed his strategy and began to chase after Gu Shan and scold.
I scolded everything, but my physical strength was not good, and after scolding for only half a minute, I was tired and half dead.
Jiang Wanning was about to be laughed at by him.
Why is this person so persistent, he is really dedicated.
Wang Qiusheng couldn't catch up and didn't give up, and began to take a shortcut and run in front of him to wait for him.
Gu Shanxu adjusted his breathing, estimating the distance between himself and Wen Xingbo.
It's just over 100 meters, and there is still a chance to surpass.
Suddenly feeling that he was being chased and bitten by a dog, Gu Shanxu suddenly became energetic.
Wow, that's stupid. Forced, catch him and don't let him go? Fuck it.
If he has to win the first place today, I will stick to the table!