After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 123 Why is it excellent
The National Day holiday is over.

Then came the midterm exams, and the autumn school sports meeting.

Although the autumn school sports meeting is usually at the end of November, the registration work usually starts after the National Day.

Since An Ting is a sports committee member, he had to take some time to be responsible for the registration of the school sports meeting.

Among high school campuses, especially among the top two high schools in the city, if one wants to stand out and become a man of the moment, there are only a few ways, study, sports, talent, and appearance.

Appearance is innate and difficult to change.

Talent has not yet reached the theatrical performance.

Learning, in No. [-] Middle School where all the members are top students, it is extremely difficult to stand out by virtue of learning.

The school sports meeting is obviously an opportunity to show combat effectiveness.

Among the girls, there is still a need for some Latin men. On the other hand, the boys are all gearing up, showing a strong desire to compete.

Some people do it for the so-called sense of collective honor, while others do it for the limelight in front of the opposite sex they like.

In the youth of every teenager, there is always someone who cares about, admires, or likes. That person makes our dull and boring campus youth a touch of sweet and sour, and makes the gray and white youth picture scroll with a touch of color.

Although many people will not fall in love at this stage, there will always be such a person in their hearts.

Window paper, in youth, is a kind of hazy beauty.

Thanks to this, An Ting basically doesn't need to worry about the boys.

The fighting power of the color ruffian is very high.

On Monday afternoon, after school, An Ting took a little time to organize the registration work.

"Students, don't go..."

The students are very cooperative and have no complaints.

Wang Zihong had bad thoughts, he wanted to see An Ting's embarrassment, since the last physical education class, the students came to a conclusion - An Ting probably was not good at sports.

"An Ting, as a sports committee member, don't you set an example and report for a project?"

Hearing this, An Ting thought about it carefully. As a sports committee member, he really should take a good lead. It is really unreasonable not to participate in a single event, so he said directly: "Well... then I will do a 400-meter race."

After hearing that Anting was going to participate in the men's 400 meters, all the boys looked like "waiting to see the good show".

At the same table, Chen Mo pumped up her fists and encouraged An Ting, "Come on..."

"Oh!" An Ting pretended to respond.

The boy didn't know that other students were spreading rumors that he was not good at sports, and thought that Wang Zihong really hoped that he, the sports committee member, could play a leading role, so he signed up for the men's 400 meters.

Due to the overflow of male applicants, An Ting didn't make things difficult for Gao Fei anymore. Anyway, Gao Fei can play whatever he likes.

The main reason is that there are still a few projects on the girl side that no one cares about.

The school strictly stipulates that unless there are special circumstances, no abstention is allowed for any event in the school sports meeting.

Otherwise, collective points will be deducted.

As a sports committee member, An Ting was directly responsible for this matter, so he could only turn to people he was particularly familiar with, such as Bao Weiwei and Song Ci.

Bao Weiwei said bluntly: "Then I'll give you face, just report a medicine ball, and watch me Bao Weiwei destroy the track and field!!!"

An Ting was very satisfied with this arrangement, but couldn't help complaining: "There's no need to destroy the track and field, you just need to make up the number of people."

There is a heavyweight girl in Class 1.7 and 170 of senior high school, who is the vice class monitor, Wu Meimei. She is [-] meters tall and weighs more than [-] kilograms. She has a big frame and is very strong.

Medicine ball, isn't it No.1 casually?It's like picking something out of a bag!
Every event requires two people, anyway, Wu Meimei can win, Bao Weiwei belongs to the number of people.

Bao Weiwei: "I'm so angry! I knew I wouldn't help you!"

Followed by.

The young man looked at Song Ci who was reading a book, and said, "Miss, do you want to sign up?"

Miss Sister, this is the nickname given to Song Ci by An Ting. On the one hand, it is true that she is an older sister, and on the other hand, she is not very old, so she is not a big sister.

Song Ci was a little upset. Since she was in class, she didn't have an attack. She just kept a dark face and said, "An Ting, do you think I'll help you if you call me that?"

An Ting is not a vegetarian, so if he pointed it out, he said, "Song Ci, do you still remember when you helped Gao Fei and me sign autographs in the third year of junior high school, did I call you something? Do you want to hear it again? "

Hearing this, Song Ci was taken aback for a moment, and then a voice popped up in his mind - Dad.

Song Ci, don't force me to call you dad.

She quickly stopped, "Stopppp...don't do such stupid things in school, my reputation will be ruined..."

If An Ting called her father in class, what rumors would arise in the campus, I couldn't believe it.

"Shock!The No. [-] pick and the second place, on the surface it is a relationship between a couple, but in fact it is a father-son relationship"

"Shock!The perfect girl, Song Ci, actually has the S-shaking attribute of being someone else's father"

and so on...

However, even though An Ting was so threatening, Song Ci still rejected him. She had a legitimate reason, "An Ting, this time it's not that I won't help you, but that I really have something to do."

"what's up?"

"Didn't I join the school radio station? Then I will have a job that belongs to me, and I will have no resources."

Anting didn't force it anymore. During the school sports meeting, the school radio station would indeed be busy.

"Oh…"

Just when Anting was in trouble, a timid voice came from the corner.

The little transparent Chen Mo mustered up her courage, poked two fingers on her chest, and said coyly: "Anting... Anting, do you have any other projects that no one has signed up for, I... I, I can make up the number of people, but I just won... I can't win. "

At that moment, the whole class looked at her.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo, the mushroom head, blushed. He lay on the table, raised his head slightly, and stared at Anting through his bangs.

If Song Ci is a dog and Qiao Liang is a cat, then Chen Mo is probably... a rookie.

An Ting, who was standing next to Song Ci's seat, heard the words of Chen Mo at the same table, with a gentle smile on his face, and said: "There is a woman missing by 200 meters, thank you."

Shyly answering, this is Chen Mo's current situation and also the past.

That doesn't mean she doesn't want to change.

An Ting really couldn't refuse a girl who mustered up her courage and wanted to change.

Actually... Seeing this, the other girls have a deeper understanding of Anting—to put it bluntly, it is a central air conditioner like a mudslide, which is good for everyone.

And in fact... this point of view is not correct. Rather than saying that Anting is a central air conditioner, it is better to be a 29-year-old soul, which gives him a sense of responsibility to take care of teenagers and girls.

It's just that no one can see this.

……

And in fact.

Besides Chen Mo, there was another person who wanted to change.

After disbanding, on the slope outside the canteen, Gao Fei told An Ting, "The fat man wants to sign up for the men's 3000 meters..."

After hearing this, An Ting frowned, and asked in surprise, "Is it true?"

"Really... Because senior sister Shen Huanyue once said that she likes boys who are good at sports, he just went to sign up. He didn't know if it was smart or stupid. He knew he couldn't win in the sprint, and he didn't have any advantages in the high jump and long jump, so he chose 3000 meters."

An Ting and Shen Huanyue were actually not familiar with each other, at best they were nodding acquaintances.

That girl gives people the impression that she is very good, similar to Song Ci. Regardless of whether she falls in love early or not, at least the standard for choosing a mate is probably very high.

The fact that the fat man participated in the 3000-meter race sounds heaven-defying, but when you think about it seriously, it's not unreasonable.

With a height of 1.6 meters four and a figure of 164 catties, it is almost impossible for the fat man to win in the sprint or high jump and long jump.

The only advantage - endurance.

Simply go to participate in the men's 3000 meters.

Boil you to death!

An Ting looked at the sunset with a hint of helplessness, and complained: "Hey, puberty brat, you really can do anything for the girl you like."

Although I don’t support puppy love, everything has two sides, and one thing is undeniable-when you really like someone, you feel that you are not worthy anyway, and you will work hard for it, and continue to become excellent.

The biggest problem is that teenagers are immature, and in the process of constant pursuit, it is easy to become black...

On the whole, puppy love is still not supported.

Since Anting and Zhu Jiajun were not in the same class, and he was busy with other things, he really couldn't care about Fatty's current situation all the time.

On the contrary, Gao Fei knew it very well.

Gao Fei, on the surface, is playful, likes to be a teacher, and teaches fat guys to chase girls. This boy may be caring for his friends in his own way.

Thinking of this, An Ting felt a little ashamed.

"Gao Fei, I seem to have misunderstood a little bit. I thought you were just playing around to help the fat man chase girls. I didn't expect you..."

Before the touched An Ting could finish speaking, a black-skinned figure passed by, wearing a school uniform shirt one size larger, and the white shirt did not wear sports shorts. His thighs were covered with sweat, and he walked slowly on a pair of sneakers.

It was Senior Lin Yong from the physical education class.

This girl's appearance is not amazing, but she is quite attractive, especially her black skin body, which becomes more and more interesting the more she looks at it.

She should have just finished the physical training in the afternoon. When she saw Gao Fei, she showed a joyful smile, holding the volleyball in one hand, and waving it with the other, and said, "School Gao...School An..."

Gao Fei immediately waved his hands wildly with squinting eyes, "Hello senior sister~"

Seeing this, An Ting was speechless.

I take back what I was going to say just now, Gao Fei is just playful, and by the way he flirts with girls.

too disgusting.

……

After learning that Zhu Jiajun was going to participate in the men's 3000 meters, Anting, who didn't have enough time, made a decision to accompany Zhu Jiajun in special training.

After school every afternoon, go to the track and field for special training!
Even the five groups of people made an announcement, which was very grand.

On the one hand, summer is coming and autumn is coming, the weather is no longer hot, and physical exercise can be strengthened appropriately; on the other hand, Anting also participated in the men's 400 meters, and it is always right to become stronger.

They also called Bao Weiwei and Song Ci.

Bao Weiwei agreed readily. She already felt that she was fat and would not resist physical training.

An Ting pinched Bao Weiwei's face solemnly, and said: "Bad girl, don't lose weight, I really like pinching your face."

In this materialistic world, only Bao Weiwei's face remained warm.

Bao Weiwei was not polite and said, "Go to hell!"

Song Ci was reluctant, saying that it depends on the situation, but her body is very honest, and it will appear once or twice a week or five days.

She didn't participate in any school sports events, and she didn't need to participate in training. She always sat on the bench on the track and field with a book, or sat directly on the lawn.

Song Ci already knew that Zhu Jiajun had a crush on the president of the student council, but he didn't try to obstruct it. At least when it came to physical exercise, he didn't have any complaints, but silently supported it.

In every small group, everyone's emotions are not evenly distributed. Although Zhu Jiajun is the weakest link, he must be recognized.

The campus at dusk in early autumn is always extraordinarily lively. Whether it’s the basketball court, the track and field field, or even the badminton and table tennis courts, students walk in groups of twos and threes.

Among the many small groups, An Ting and other five people are the most enviable existence.

The boss An Ting, the coquettish Gao Fei, the squad leader Song Ci, the living treasure Bao Weiwei, and the little transparent Zhu Jiajun.

It was a very sincere friendship.

Maybe... there is something mixed in...

……

The No. [-] Middle School is located in the suburbs of Nancheng District. It belongs to a hilly area. In addition to the two large slopes inside and outside the school, there are many small slopes.

The track and field field is far away from the school gate, and there is a circle of artificial turf around it, about one or two meters long. Behind it is a wall with a drop of three or four meters. Above it is the main horizontal road of the school, and there is also a flag raising platform. From there, Always overlooking the panorama of the track and field.

At this moment, Song Ci was sitting on the sloping artificial lawn like this, watching the teenagers running in the setting sun, and suddenly couldn't hold back, expressing emotion.

"Become good for the girl you like, hot-blooded idiot."

The moment the voice fell, a touch of cold touch came from the cheek, which frightened the girl and made her ears tremble, like a little hedgehog, inexplicably cute.

Looking around, the first thing that caught my eye was a bottle of black bean flavored Vitasoy, and then I looked up, it was Anting.

Anting only signed up for the men's 400 meters, while Zhu Jiajun signed up for the 3000 meters. The amount of exercise between the two is different.

When Zhu Jiajun was still running on the track, the boy had already gone to the canteen to buy drinks for his friends.

He should have heard Song Ci's emotion, and joked, "A hot-blooded idiot is also very cute..."

Song Ci muttered, "Overhear my speech."

"How did I know you would talk to yourself, miss."

Eavesdropping is usually to eavesdrop on a conversation between two people. Who would have expected you to talk to yourself alone.

Song Ci blushed and said, "Don't call me young lady again!"

"Then you have to develop again!"

It's still far from the big sister.

Maybe it was because Song Ci was going to be angry when he realized that the topic of beep beeping again, An Ting said with a hint of changing the subject, "Being good for the person you like, there's nothing wrong with that."

Love is an inner driving force.

"What about you?" Song Ci asked curiously.

Under the setting sun, the boy turned his head suddenly, letting the setting sun pull his shadow far away, staring at the girl, smiling, and said: "I am for you..."

(End of this chapter)