The playground of No. 10 Middle School is 400 meters in one circle, and 3,000 meters means seven and a half laps. It's not that the boys in the class can't run, but they're a little afraid of ruining their image, after all, after running seven laps in one go, who knows what kind of dog they will be embarrassed to become.

Some boys in adolescence pay more attention to their image than girls, and their heads can be broken and bleeding, but their hairstyles can't be messy.

The three-thousand-meter item was missed.

Most of the people in the class reported the project, and Wang Yidong strafed around like a radar, and finally aimed at the teenagers in the last row. This kid's high school entrance examination sports results are not bad.

There was silence in the class for a moment, and everyone followed Lao Wang's line of sight.

The teenager who quietly copied words by the window became the center of attention.

Ning Zhixu knew what they were discussing, and he also knew that someone was watching him, and finally understood what Yang Yong meant by 'actively participating in activities'.

I was waiting for him here.

Stopping his pen, the boy leaned back in his chair and raised his hand in anticipation under everyone's gaze.

"I'll report three thousand meters."

The class was in an uproar. A big guy is a big guy! There is no idol baggage after running at all.

Counting this kid as sensible, Wang Yidong nodded with satisfaction: "This important task will be handed over to classmate Ning Zhixu." Everyone has been practicing in physical education class for the past two days. The girls who danced the cheerleading team last time actively participated in it this time, by the way, and the draft of the sports meeting, so don't fall behind in our class. ”

The children of the tenth middle school have always been easy to bring, and Wang Yidong is not too worried about these little things.

After throwing it to the art committee and the sports committee, he picked up his beloved thermos cup. Before leaving, he also reminded Ning Zhixu: "Don't forget to copy my half of the physics notebook." ”

Ning Zhixu sighed and continued to bury his head in copying words.

Ban Ren walked on the front foot, followed by the bell ringing for the end of class.

A group of boys whined around the back row.

The number one fan brother Jiang Yu bore the brunt: "Xu Ye is awesome." If you don't make a move, it's just a 3,000-meter shot. ”

There are also a few girls who can't help but want to join in the fun.

But he didn't dare to get closer, so he could only stand next to Nanyi and mutter.

"Xu Ye is so handsome."

"It's just handsome. The moment he raised his hand, I got a multiple-choice question wrong, and my eyes were full of him. ”

"Xu Ye is back, I think my youth has also returned."

"Yes, my youth is Ning Zhixu except for five or three."

"Whoa, how handsome Xu Ye is running. I'm going to record the whole thing that day. ”

“……”

There was a circle of people around the table, and every word you said to me was saying that Ning knew how handsome he was.

Nanyi has a kind of dissatisfaction that her beloved baby is coveted by her.

The little girl raised her eyes to look at them, and her tone was slow: "I don't think Ning Zhixu is handsome." ”

As soon as these words came out, the girls who were chattering and discussing instantly silenced.

Damn it!

How can they boast about the abuser in front of the victim!

Several people immediately changed their tunes.

"Yes, it's not handsome, I must have been wrong just now. I'm going to brush up on the questions now to calm down. The first girl ran back to her seat and opened the May 3 workbook.

"I don't know anything." The second girl quickly retreated.

"What Ning? What do you know? Who am I? Where am I? The third girl closed her eyes and groped her way along.

Because of the victim's emotions, a group of little fans ran away without a trace.

And the boys over there didn't end the discussion like the girls, and they scattered after a few casual words.

In the back row, only the teenager who continued to copy English words, the little girl who was not very happy, and Qu Boyang who was drawing comics.