The sun is shining, the red flag is waving, and the crowd is crowded, first of all, the national flag and the school flag phalanx, followed by the red flag phalanx, the balloon phalanx, and the wreath phalanx.

The youthful and energetic faces walked past the playground, and then there were students sitting on the audience one after another.

The whole playground was very noisy, and everyone was discussing the class performance they were looking forward to, and some stood on tiptoe to look left and right at the costumes of other classes.

Jiang Zi saw that the time was almost up, turned around, raised his hand and patted it, and said, "Everyone can take off their coats and hand them to the head teacher." ”

The head teacher stood under the rostrum, his hands around his arms, and his eyes under the frames of his glasses were much softer and more relaxed than usual.

Hearing Jiang Zi's words, everyone took off their student coats and rushed to the head teacher, the head teacher was a little confused, and a few minutes later, he was holding a bunch of coats, not smiling.

Everyone in the class looked at each other and smiled when they saw it, probably because of the atmosphere of the sports meeting, and the mood was inexplicably high, so they felt that they wanted to smile.

On the huge playground, the white shirts and light blue jeans in the first class are indeed very eye-catching, and everyone's eyes are attracted.

The boys had an extra white windbreaker jacket, and the girls saw that Ling Xing couldn't walk anymore, a cold breath came to their faces, and their handsome faces were very attractive.

There was a girl in the audience with a camera in her hand, intently patting Ling Xingxiang and showing it to her classmates.

"Xiao Min, look, Ling Shen"

Xiao Min, who was sitting on the side, smiled shyly, and her little face turned red: "Ling Shen is worthy of being a male god, but you took it really well."

The girl holding the camera raised her chin, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said, "That's Ling Shen, he is on camera"

On the rostrum, the standard male voice of the recitation began, "Now coming to us is the experimental phalanx..."

There were several boys next to the girl holding the camera with a cannon camera, looking young and immature, with a hot face flushing, and kept shooting at the target of the first experimental class.

From time to time, I took a photo and said to the person next to me: "My goddess, do you want to be so photogenic." ”

The boy next to him was holding a book in his hand, his head poked into Xu Xiangchi's side, and said, "You shoot more, send it to me when the time comes" raised his hand and patted the boy next to him.

All the students in the experimental class were waiting for Jiang Zi's command, Jiang Zi found the center point, shouted "disperse", and then everyone dispersed according to the lined line.

Xu Xiangchi wore a high ponytail, revealing a full and white forehead, a pair of bright starry eyes, radiating brilliance, a white little face, ruddy lips, a white shirt looming a slender waist, the shirt was pressed into the waistband of the trousers, slender legs, standing straight.

Behind Xu Xiangchi, a pair of peach blossom eyes looked directly at Xu Xiangchi's back, with misty eyes, Ling Xingxiang stood quietly behind, and his long back made the little girl's heart pound.

Who doesn't have such a glamorous image in their youth? It's probably an unattainable existence.

But this is the kind of existence that exists behind her.

The girls' performance ended quickly, and when it was time for Ling Xingxiang to be alone, everyone's eyes were focused on the young man in white.

With the accompaniment of the big fish, Ling Xingxiang jumped slightly, and his emotions were stored in the background accompaniment, even though the surroundings were very noisy, and slowly everyone's voices became quieter, and their eyes were focused on the smooth and smooth dance.

Ling Xing's well-defined hand fell on the buttons of the windbreaker, untied it, dragged it, the windbreaker took off, and he threw it back casually, landing on Xu Xiangchi's head, which can be said to have landed accurately.

Xu Xiangchi's eyes suddenly turned white, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Xingxiang's performance, and no one noticed where the trench coat went.

Chinese dance, Ling Xingxiang These two terms were bound together and exploded on the confession wall of No. 1 Middle School, and there was a copywriting specially sent for Ling Xingxiang.

The autumn sun is high, dancing in white, the red runway, and the pink heartbeat.

Accompanied by one or two photos with great angles.

In the corner of the second photo, Xu Xiangchi was holding a white windbreaker jacket in his hand, looking at Ling Xingxiang indifferently.

After the opening ceremony, the principal delivered a speech, raised the national flag and played the national anthem, and everyone returned to their positions, and the informant hurried to the check-in office to see the arrangements for the competition.

Xu Xiangchi was holding his black backpack in his arms, looking for something with his head down, took out a small camera, and pressed the power button.

Let's record it, the life time of the sports meeting, staring at the camera screen, holding the camera with one hand, and comparing a "yes" with the other hand, the endless blue sky and the red flag fluttering in the wind took a picture.

The students around me chattered and discussed that they would go to watch the game later, and although it was said that the student council would come to check the class size, everyone didn't seem to care at all.

The girl next to Xu Xiangchi turned her head sideways and said, "Xu Xiangchi, can you help me?" ”

Seeing that the girl was a little blushing and shy, Xu Xiangchi smiled subconsciously and agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, you want to shoot like that?"

Seeing Xu Xiangchi agree, the girl lowered her eyes, leaned into Xu Xiangchi's ear and said, Xu Xiangchi's eyebrows subconsciously twisted, and her eyes subconsciously looked under the stands.

With short and smooth hair, a wide back, and a long back, he wore a white sweatshirt and black sweatpants, and walked from the entrance to the playground step by step.

The girl pointed to that back, isn't it Ling Xingxiang?

Let her shoot Ling Xingxiang?

If this was seen by Ling Xingxiang, she wouldn't be able to tell even if she had eight hundred mouths!

Xu Xiangchi blinked, thinking in his heart, Ling Xingxiang really deserves to be you, messing with flowers and grass everywhere, and after a while, Xu Xiangchi changed his mind.

It was someone who asked her to shoot it, what is this, she and Ling Xingxiang have nothing, what kind of messy things do you want.

This thought is becoming more and more impure! Xu Xiangchi shook her head, and when the girl saw Xu Xiangchi's action, she held her hands and asked with an embarrassed face, "Don't you want to shoot?" ”

Xu Xiangchi turned his head and smiled a little stupidly: "No, how can it be, I'll shoot it now"

After Xu Xiangchi agreed, he raised the camera, adjusted the distance and near light, stared at the camera screen, and pressed the shutter.

The eyes of the person who flashed with white light couldn't be opened, Ling Xing turned around, and happened to see Xu Xiangchi holding a camera to take pictures of him, it can be said that he was catching a positive one.

In the photo, Ling Xing turned around and looked at the lens of the camera, just looking at Xu Xiangchi at that time, Xu Xiangchi was dull, slowly put down the camera, his eyes subconsciously skimmed to the side, and the girl next to him couldn't help but dig a hole for Xu Xiangchi.

It's really, the candid shooting was caught by the main owner.

Xu Xiangchi didn't put down the camera in his hand, but just moved his position and took another picture of other places, as if he was deliberately creating a sense of "I didn't deliberately shoot you, I just happened to be in my lens".

Xu Xiangchi's eyes stared at the camera screen, and Ling Xing raised his arm to hit him twice, revealing an expression of "I know".

Ling Xing stared at Xu Xiangchi who was fiddling with the camera, and then caught the white trench coat on her lap, and then strode towards the stand where Xu Xiangchi was.

The female classmate next to Xu Xiangchi pulled Xu Xiangchi's clothes with a very excited expression, as if she had forgotten the embarrassing scene just now.

said: "Xu Xiangchi, you see Ling Xing coming over!" ”

Xu Xiangchi heard it, slowly put down the camera in his hand, turned his head, raised his eyes and looked at Ling Xingxiang walking towards her, habitually pursing his lips.

I secretly thought in my heart, Ling Xing didn't know that she had secretly taken a picture

But her improvisation just now should be quite good, and she immediately shifted the direction of the camera, and Ling Xingxiang didn't look like such a narcissistic boy, thinking that she would secretly photograph him.

Even after comforting himself, Xu Xiangchi still muttered in his heart.

Ling Xingxiang walked up the stairs, and when he arrived in front of Xu Xiangchi, the tall figure blocked the dazzling light, and the young man against the light seemed to be rendered by the light, clean and enthusiastic.

"Xu Xiangchi"

Only hearing Ling Xing calling her name, Xu Xiang was stunned for a moment and replied, "Ah, what's wrong?" ”

Ling Xingxiang saw Xu Xiangchi's stupid and cute appearance of being a thief, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, lowered his head, and then raised his hand: "Give it to me"

As soon as Ling Xing said this, Xu Xiangchi was a little flustered, give it to him? What to give him? Camera? Wouldn't that be able to confirm the fact that she was secretly filming him?

No, absolutely not.

Xu Xiangchi pursed his eyes, deliberately raised the corners of his mouth, and said, "What? Do you have something with me? ”

Seeing that Xu Xiangchi was shirking, Ling Xing narrowed his eyes and said casually: "If you don't want to give it now, then give it to me tomorrow." ”

As soon as these words came out, Xu Xiangchi was a little confused, his eyes turned to look at Ling Xingxiang, why didn't she understand this? Why give it to him tomorrow? It's her camera, doesn't she want to give it yet?

Ling Xingxiang had just turned around to leave, but Xu Xiangchi stood up, and the white windbreaker covering his legs fell to the ground.

The white windbreaker lay at Xu Xiangchi's feet, and suddenly Xu Xiangchi understood Ling Xingchi's words.

Then he immediately bent down and picked up the windbreaker lying on the ground, raised his eyes to look at Ling Xing's back heading away, and then looked at the dirty windbreaker jacket on his hand.

The white clothes were stained with orange drinks, and there was some mud, but it was very bleak.

Xu Xiangchi shook her head, thinking to herself, what kind of structure her head was made of.

Something bad! It's really a bad thing.

Xu Xiangchi was holding his clothes in his hands and hanging a camera around his neck, distracted.

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There was a table under the stands, and Su Kun sat in front of the table, with his arms on the table and a pen in his hand, looking at the sky and the ground for a while.

From time to time, Ling Xingxiang walked over and patted the table, Su Kun subconsciously raised his head, saw that it was Ling Xingxiang, stood up and raised his hand to pat Ling Xingxiang's back twice, and said with a smile: "Ling Xingxiang, dancing very well, the confession wall has exploded for you." ”

Before Ling Xing could react, Su Kun took a few pieces of paper on the table, on which the words of the manuscript were written, scribbled and changed.

Su Kun's arm was placed on Ling Xingxiang's shoulder, and he said with a smile: "Look at the cheering draft I wrote for you." ”

——The man who belongs to the runway is Ling Shen in my freshman class, and he is the first to be included in the bag at will.

——Ling Xing in the first class of high school, one thousand meters and one step to the end, so, you are, my god!

- Ling Shen galloped through the grassland and let go of his delusions.

……

Looking at this more exaggerated manuscript, Ling Xingxiang's temples burst into green tendons, a secret smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned his head and saw Su Kun's "sincere" eyes.

Ling Xingxiang subconsciously clenched the manuscript in his hand, and then pushed the manuscript to Su Xing's chest, Su Kun raised his hand to hold the manuscript, looking at Ling Xingxiang's back as he left.

With a confident face, he sighed: "Sure enough, the manuscript I wrote was so shocking, Ling Xing was impressed."

Later, Ling Xing went to the check-in office, and heard the sound of a frustrated manuscript reading from the radio.

"The first class of the first class of high school experiments came to the draft, and there were many people from the playground, and I was the only one"

As soon as the two sentences came out, some boys complained: "This high school freshman is too crazy, it's a big deal." ”

A few boys next to him also said noisily

The manuscript continued to be read, "Ling Shen gallops through the playground, let go of wishful thinking, a thousand meters is easy, Ling Xing is bound to win!"

As soon as this manuscript came out, the roar of the playground became louder, and on the side of the stands, Su Kun smiled confidently, which was really good!

The head teacher who was standing on the side from time to time frowned, turned his head and glanced at Su Kun, who was laughing, and asked, "Su Kun, who wrote this?" What's the mess? ”

"Don't you review this manuscript after it's finished?"

"This is copied from that martial arts novel? It's all about me. ”

"You lonely and desperate for defeat, what a bad habit."

Su Kun was a little unhappy when he heard the old class complaining like this, and opened his mouth to defend: "Teacher, this manuscript must be leaked domineeringly, so as to show the momentum of our class."

Seeing Su Kun's "righteous words" defending the manuscript he wrote for Ling Xingxiang, the old class glanced at it, shook his head and walked towards the stands.

Su Kun's brain circuit is really imaginative, the old class can't stand it, these whole things are really martial arts, and I don't read any martial arts novels at a glance.

As the old class walked, he shook his head and muttered from time to time: "What kind of bad atmosphere is it?"

In the stands, the classmates of the first class heard the manuscript written by their class, and they were extremely serious, but the more they listened to it, the more they couldn't stop laughing, Jiang Zi laughed heartily, and said to Xu Xiangchi: "Chi Chi, this manuscript is too sassy, and I don't know if Ling Xingxiang can hear it." ”

Xu Xiangchi couldn't help laughing: "This style is so unique, when I hear it, it's Su Kun's handwriting."

At this moment, Xu Xiangchi can make up for the scene of Ling Xing's face blackening, which is really vivid.

Xu Xiangchi secretly thought in his heart, the one who could make Ling Xingxiang so speechless should be Su Kun.

From time to time, the old class came over, walked in front of Jiang Zi, coughed twice and said, "Jiang Zi, you look at the manuscript, review it and then hand it over"

"You just heard it, what a mess it says."

"It's a bad atmosphere."