Faintly retracting his gaze, Xia Anruo hummed lightly, and continued to look at the textbook in his hand peacefully.

"Isn't that falling sweetheart your number one rival?" Luo Linlin said, smirking evilly and pounding Xia Anruo's arm with her elbow, "I didn't know you well at that time, if I were as good as you are now, I would definitely not let her go." ”

Xia Anruo raised her eyes, "Linlin, I have always had a bad premonition, I always feel that the sweetheart is back, and that An Xin is the sweetheart......

Lorraine's eyes widened, "Wouldn't it?" ”

As she spoke, she looked at the screen of her mobile phone, and her sweetheart looked like she couldn't associate the girl in her phone with the short-haired, black-framed glasses, and rustic-looking An Xin.

"If that An Xin is really a sweetheart...... Xia Anruo said, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, the strength in her hand gradually deepened, and the textbook became a little wrinkled in her hand.

"Then we'll teach her a lesson!" Luo Linlin slapped the table and replied for Xia Anruo.

Cheyenne smiled.

"Anyway, we're going to have the Autumn Games soon." Lorraine said, smiling maliciously.

……

Sweetheart was lazily lying on the desk, and the classmates behind her were chattering about the sports meeting.

"This marathon run, I don't know who is so unlucky~!"

"That's it, have a good sports meeting, what kind of marathon is there~~ Such a long mileage, after running a lap, you won't be paralyzed directly from exhaustion?"

"But the school said that each class should send at least one student to participate in the ......."

Sweetheart listened casually to everyone's chat, thinking about what they were saying.

Marathon?

She also hates it, and she doesn't have the slightest interest in this sports meeting.

The class leader sent the registration form to each person, one for each person, and chose which sport he wanted to participate in.

After glancing around the registration form, Sweetheart didn't care and stuffed it directly into his desk.

Afternoon.

Sweetheart, who was sleeping on her desk, was woken up by a group of onlookers.

"Classmate An, you are really the savior of our class~~!"

"Woo woo, why didn't you transfer to our class earlier?"

"You're so great!"

Sweetheart rubbed her eyes sleepily and looked at these people with a confused expression, "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

"The entry sheets for each event of the Games have come out, if it weren't for An, I really don't know what to do!" The class leader looked at Sweetheart with great gratitude, and said, putting a form in front of Sweetheart, "Including you, Ann, there are a total of 55 people participating in the marathon this year." ”

As he spoke, the squad leader patted Sweetheart's shoulder with great solemnity, "Classmate An, we don't expect you to get any ranking, we only ask that you be able to come back alive." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and three threads slipped down his sweetheart's forehead, what is this!

Woke up in an instant, sweetheart grabbed the project list and looked at it, and sure enough, she found her name in the marathon column.

What the hell, I didn't sign up for a marathon at all, okay?

Subconsciously stretched out his hand and touched the hole in his desk, but found that he didn't know when, his registration form was actually missing!

She didn't want to participate in this!

Sweetheart snapped and slapped the project sheet in her hand on the desk, "Who did this?" I didn't sign up for the marathon at all, who took it upon themselves to name me? ”

(End of chapter)