Every male protagonist wants to fuck me

Chapter 94 I'm having an affair with my old enemy (19)

Xi Ning's right eyelid twitched violently.

She had a bad feeling.

"Sister Ning, do you want some water?" Ning Anan took out a paper cup, poured a cup of hot water from the kettle, and asked the distraught Xi Ning in a low voice.

Xi Ning took the paper cup, thanked her soullessly, and asked casually, "What project are you going to start now?"

"It's the 100-meter sprint for a track race."

"Are you checking in?" Xi Ning stood up, holding a paper cup and looking towards the checking office.

Ning Anan tidied up the stools in the class base camp, and said in a loud voice, "It should be... It's the inspection, the class monitor and the sports committee have passed."

As soon as the opening ceremony of the sports meeting ended, the people in the class didn't know where to go, and the huge base camp was empty.

Xi Ning looked at the check-in office from a distance, drank the water in the paper cup, put down the paper cup, and walked towards the check-in office.

If she remembers correctly, Kong Feiyu and the Sports Committee both reported 100 meters.

Therefore, Jiang Si should be at the inspection office now.

The check-in office was mixed with fish and dragons, the crowd was bustling, and there were people everywhere.

Xi Ning couldn't squeeze in, so he could only retreat to the high platform on one side, found an empty seat, lay down on the railing, and looked for Jiang Si's figure in the crowd.

"Brother Jiang, are you sure you want to say that later?"

In front of the radio station window, the host who was reading the cheering script looked at the note Jiang Si handed him with a confused expression, and asked uncertainly.

Jiang Si raised his eyebrows casually, put his palm on his shoulder and patted him lightly twice, his sloppy tone remained the same as before.

"You can just read it as you like, and I will be responsible if something goes wrong."

The host nodded without tears, and under Jiang Si's coercion, he took the weighty note and entered the radio station, with a ferocious expression, as if he was going to die.

The track competitions of the three grades start from the first year of high school and end in the third year of high school.

Because the 100 meters is short and fast, it is very important to read the cheering scripts of their own athletes. Many classes are stuck at the radio station, trying to beg the young lady of the radio station to read them at a certain moment Refueling manuscript.

The only male host on the radio station held the script Jiang Si gave him, feeling that his hosting career would stop here.

Sophomore athletes take position at the start.

Everyone waited with bated breath for the referee's gunshot.

At this exciting moment, the male host on the radio station cleared his throat, and began to read with emotion: "Your snow-white skin is like the finest suet jade, stirring my heartstrings, you untie my heartstrings." The first button, put your palm on my chest, ah ~ my heart is rippling for you..."

The whole place was silent.

If you heard me right, this is an explicit lyric poem, right?

Or self-created?
This girl is really talented.

The gunshots sounded, and the athletes rushed to the finish line with vigorous steps.

The cheering students cheered belatedly.

The poem was briefly forgotten.

The cheers and shouts subsided as the athletes crossed the finish line.

The cadenced lyric also comes to an end—

"Ah~ my dear classmate Jiang Si, please allow me to be fascinated by you."

It turned out to be written by Jiang Si's fan girl.

It's so meaty.

The male host changed his expression and read out the suffix indifferently.

"School [-], Class [-], Xi Ning contributed the manuscript."

The sports committee who was exercising at the starting line almost fell down.

The squad leader of Class [-] of the second year of high school, Hu Xiaodou and other logistics staff who were waiting to pick up the athletes at the finish line all petrified.

A group of idlers who ran to the entrance of the canteen to make instant noodles almost fell off their stools when they heard the content on the stereo right next to their ears.

The person concerned shrank into a small ball from the railing and squatted down, pulling his school uniform to cover himself, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to get in.

Director Yang, who was organizing the student union to check hygiene everywhere, almost pouted with a green face.

These two dishonest little bastards!

The culprit leaned leisurely against the wall of the sports equipment room, and whistled happily.

The referee's whistle will not stop for any episode.

The sports committee was thrown into a wave of mentality before the game, missed the championship, and barely made it to the semi-finals.

Xi Ning turned up his collar, trying to hide his harmful face.

The 100-meter dash continues.

The referee's gunshots sounded one after another, like the death knell of the death penalty, deafening.

The students in class one searched for Xi Ning everywhere, hoping to get a reasonable explanation.

The wind is raging, surrounded by songs, Xi Bawang wants to jump off the stands to die, she really has no face to face Jiangdong's elders.

Jiang Si's bastard came out like this, it was really hard to guard against.

It happens that the house leaks and it rains all night.

The voice of Director Yang jumping in anger spread from the radio station to every corner of the school.

"Xi Ning, Class 21, Grade [-], Jiang Si, Class [-], Grade [-], you two, get the hell out of here at the Political and Education Office!"

Listening to Director Yang's angry roar, it seems that he has not yet vomited three liters of blood.

Xi Ningsheng came down from the high platform unrequitedly, and walked towards the political and educational office step by step.

Every step is very heavy.

Hu Xiaodou squatted on the way to the political and educational office, and sure enough, he blocked Xi Ning.

"Sister Ning, I'm sorry..." Xiaopang poked his hand remorsefully, and Hu Xiaodou had completely figured out what was going on on the way to watch, and apologized with guilt on his face.

"It's okay, from the moment we act, we should have thought that there will be such a day." Xi Ning comforted Hu Xiaodou.

Yes, sooner or later there will be such a day.

Xi Ning and Hu Xiaodou ruined the admission of the entire class 21, and Jiang Si ruined her reputation, which seemed fair.

And by doing so, no one will suspect that there is something tricky between the two of them.

It will only make others think that Jiang Si is trying to disgust her.

It really pissed her off.

Such crappy lines, such cadenced intonations, no matter how many times she listens to it, her goosebumps will dance to this thing.

Jiang Si really understood her weaknesses too well.

At the entrance of the Political and Education Office, Xi Ning led Hu Xiaodou and Jiang Si led Kong Feiyu to meet each other.

Xi Ning raised his eyebrows and glanced at Kong Feiyu, who was still wearing vest and shorts, and joked, "Student Kong is really loyal to protect the Lord. He just ran 100 meters and ran here in a hurry before he had time to change his clothes. More bullying than less, will you beat Brother Jiang in a sack at the gate of the Political and Education Office?"

"Xi Ning, don't be too arrogant! Just because of you and this little fat man who doesn't work hard and can't distinguish five grains, how can you touch a hair of my Brother Jiang? I came here just to watch your Xi Ning's good show. In public Writing such a nasty love poem to Brother Jiang is really unbelievable!" Kong Feiyu satirized Xi Ning without hesitation.

Hu Xiaodou was immediately angry, rushed up and grabbed Kong Feiyu's waistcoat, raised his fist, and the atmosphere was so tense that it could explode.

Kong Feiyu was not afraid of him at all, and raised his chin provocatively at him.

"If you have the guts, hit it! If you don't hit me, I will look down on you!"

Hu Xiaodou was so angry that the veins on his forehead were bulging, and his clenched fist shook with tension.

Just before things got out of hand, the door of the Department of Political Affairs and Education was opened from the inside, and Director Yang's chunky figure appeared at the door.

With an old face on his face, he stared solemnly at the four people who were at war with swords, and said coldly: "You guys are really talented! How dare you act presumptuously at the gate of the Office of Political Affairs and Education? Is it because "Dream of Red Mansions" has not been copied enough or is it just a piece of paper?" A hundred and eight good men are not enough?"

(End of this chapter)