In late September, the school began to hold its fall sports day.

Although the first class of the second year of high school is a top class where the top students gather, they are still very interested in the sports meeting.

The sports commissioner took the registration form early in the morning and came to find someone to apply for the project.

The enthusiasm of the students in the class is not very high, except for some simple projects that have been signed up, and others that are a little more difficult are not cared for.

The sports committee members did ideological work one by one, intending to have people report all the projects.

"There is no one like this 800 meters or 3,000 meters, Sun Shuya, do you want to report 3,000 meters?"

"No, no, no," Sun Shuya shook her head like a rattle, "I have little arms and legs, aren't you hurting me?" ”

The sports commissioner looked at her fleshy arm with a tangled face, this Nima still has a small arm? Do you want to face?

"Anyway, it just doesn't work." Sun Shuya looked resolute, and even dragged her rival into the water, "If you want to find me, you might as well go to Fang Feifei, I heard that she often exercises and runs three thousand meters or something, it's no problem at all." ”

"Really?" The sports committee's eyes lit up, and he didn't pull Sun Shuya anymore, so he turned his head and went to find Fang Feifei, pestering her like kraft candy, and getting the job done.

Sun Shuya looked at Fang Feifei's embarrassed appearance, and smiled, "It's really self-inflicted." ”

Wen Cha stopped the pen in his hand, "There are two places in the three thousand meters, next, whose turn will it be?" ”

"Who knows," Sun Shuya said nonchalantly, "it's not us anyway."

Wen Cha held the pen and didn't speak, his eyes fell on Shen Yun, who was gentle on the side, seeing that Fang Feifei had reported three thousand meters, and he had also reported three thousand meters to men, his desire to share weal and woe with Fang Feifei was self-evident.

Sun Shuya gritted her teeth as she watched from the sidelines, muttering in her mouth, but she couldn't say a word.

Wen Cha patted her arm, "Otherwise, if you also report three thousand meters, you will be considered to have suffered with others." ”

"Then forget it," Sun Shuya said coolly: "I haven't shared happiness, why do you want to share hardship?" I'm not stupid. ”

"Hmm." Wen Cha wrote the answer to a question on the paper, "If you don't sign up, then I'll sign up." ”

"Huh?" Sun Shuya's eyes widened and stared at her in disbelief, "Did I hear me right?" ”

Wen Cha smiled slightly, "No." ”

Then she called the sports commissioner and wrote her name on the registration form.

Jiang Can sat behind and looked at her quietly, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked, and he kicked Wen Cha's stool leg with his foot, "You said that you, why can't you control yourself, your self-control is really poor." ”

Wen Cha looked back at him and didn't speak.

Jiang Can beckoned the sports commissioner to come over, and wrote his name behind Shen Yun's name.

"There's still a spot, I want it."

The sports commissioner was flattered, and the most difficult places to sell were all registered, which was really surprising to him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, took the registration form, and greatly increased his confidence to do the ideological work of other students, believing that under his three-inch tongue, no one would refuse him.

"Why did you sign up?" Wen Cha asked Jiang Can with an unkind face, a little resistant to his sudden decision.

"No why? Sign up if you want to," Jiang Can winked at her and teased, "You don't think I'm here for you, do you?" I'm not so bored, I'm just bored, I want the girls in the school to see my heroic posture, my long legs, it's not an ornament. ”

Warm tea: "......"

"Okay," Jiang Can reached out and patted her head gently, "Don't worry too much about me, or I'll think you like me." ”

"You think it's beautiful," Wen Cha glanced at him with disgust, "how could I like you, dreaming." ”

Jiang Can: "......"

A few days after the registration, the Autumn Games began in full swing.

The Games are usually held over three days, with the 3,000-kilometre race taking place on the second day, with girls running in the morning and boys running in the afternoon, about 10 laps depending on the distance of the school's track.

Sun Shuya prepared water and towels for Wencha early in the morning, "If you can't run down, you will abstain, and none of us will say anything about you." ”

Wen Cha did a set of warm-up exercises and shook his head, "More than fifty people run together, if I abstain, it will be a shame." ”

"Then you run slowly, don't be reckless, your little arms and legs are not like me."

Wen Cha laughed, "Okay." ”

"Of course," Sun Shuya lowered her voice, "If you have the strength to PK Fang Feifei's little and smash it, you still have to help me vent my bad anger, I really want to see if she can laugh if she loses the game." ”

Wen Cha pushed her away with a smile and a smile, "I'll try my best." ”

"Hmm." Sun Shuya patted her on the shoulder, "Take care of you!" ”

The two talked again, and then went to the playground together, and the members of each class had a fixed area to watch the game, and the two found their own places to sit down, and it didn't take long to hear a message on the radio announcing that the women's 3,000-meter run would start half an hour later.

Shen Yun and Fang Feifei sat in the first two rows, Shen Yun, who was wearing a white sportswear, had been doing ideological work for Fang Feifei, and the two of them had their heads together, and their intimate appearance made people envious and jealous.

"vixen!" Sun Shuya looked at Fang Feifei's sweet smile and cursed viciously, "I'm still showing affection now, I don't have any eyes at all, I'm sure I'll lose for a while!" I can't keep my pants even if I lose! ”

Warm tea: "......"

"Nerd," Jiang Can walked over from under the audience, sat beside Wen Cha unceremoniously, and looked at Wen Cha's face with a smile, "Come on later!" ”

"Hmm." Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling man, Wen Cha nodded silently.

Jiang Can's smile became brighter, "I'll go down and run with you in a while, what do you think?" ”

"Accompaniment?" Sun Shuya looked at Wen Cha narrowly and gave her a look of "you two really have a leg".

Wen Cha held his forehead with a headache, "Why do you want to run along?" ”

"Don't you don't have many motor cells?" Jiang Can said: "If I run with you, even if you lose, it won't be too miserable."

"No need." Wen Cha refused without raising his head, "You also have to participate in the competition in the afternoon, so let's save more energy." ”

"You don't believe me?" Jiang Can's eyes widened and he stared at her accusatory, "You are actually doubting my strength, how can you look down on me like this?" You hurt my heart so much. ”

Wen Cha: "......" is sick again......

Jiang Can said indignantly: "As far as my physical strength is concerned, let alone a three-thousand-meter meter, even an eight-thousand-meter is not a problem!"

Warm tea: "......"

"I'll run with you," Jiang Can said categorically: "If you don't agree, you're questioning me, how can a nerd like you be suspicious of an athletic genius like me?"

Wen Cha: "......" wants to hit someone, what's going on?

"Jiang Can, when did you become so poor?" Sun Shuya looked at the two of them and laughed beside them, "Didn't you take a fancy to our tea?" ”

"You think so much," Jiang Can glanced at her, and said coolly: "If you have the ability to participate in the 3,000 meters, I can also make an exception for you."

"No, no," Sun Shuya hurriedly shook her head, "Your exception is to give it to Yan Cha, a lady like me still has to be carefully raised, how can I do that kind of rough running work?" ”

Warm tea: "......"

Ten minutes before the start of the game, the three of them went to the track together, Sun Shuya raised her hand and relaxed Wen Cha's legs diligently, "The task of killing the little will be handed over to you, it doesn't matter if you take the first place or not, as long as you can surpass the surname Fang, I will treat you to ice cream for a week." ”

Wen Cha glanced at Fang Feifei, who was wearing a pink tracksuit and standing with Shen Yun, and the corners of her mouth moved slightly.

"Deal."