After rebirth, I have an extra sister

Chapter 264: The curse of two people and three legs

Looking at Song Ci's back angrily leaving, Anting tilted his head, his eyes full of confusion.

I, what did I say or do wrong?
Just when Anting was puzzled, a pair of skillful hands stretched out from behind and covered his eyes.

Before the other party could speak, Anting said first, "Ok, Zuliang, I know it's you, so don't ask."

Now that he was seen through, Qiao Liang let go of his hand and came out from behind obediently.

She had already taken off her doll clothes. Her upper body was in a zippered jacket, her lower body was in running shorts, and she was wearing a pair of running shoes.

At first glance, it looks like he is not wearing pants.

Very sexy.

"Meow... if life is just like the first time we met." She sighed with regret, probably because she found that covering her eyes was no longer fun.

Anting rolled his eyes and complained: "The first time I met you, it was quite impressive."

Little white tiger…

Qiao Liang felt the young man's gaze staring down at her, her legs tightened, and she said shyly: "It seems that Brother Ting has not changed much, he is still astringent."

Anting said helplessly: "Yes, yes, I am SP. By the way...why are you dressed like this?"

Qiao Liang touched his chin and said, "I will still participate in the women's 200 meters this year."

"Oh, I remember."

There is indeed such a thing - last year, Song Ci defeated Qiao Liang in the women's 200 meters. Due to the latter's cramps, she always felt that she was invincible, so she invited her again this year.

"It's hard for you, my Song Ci is very willful sometimes."

Too competitive.

Unexpectedly.

Qiao Liang, who has always been careless, stroked his slightly long side hair, lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, and said: "I can't blame Song Ci completely. I am a little bit competitive this time, although I like Song Ci very much. But there are times when you can’t give in.”

Although Qiao Liangyi had something to say, Anting couldn't hear it.

"It's rare."

Just as the two were talking about this, the school announcement rang - the sophomore women's 200 meters will start soon, and the participating students are asked to gather at the starting point.

Hearing the announcement, Qiao Liang smiled brightly again and said, "Then I'll go there first."

"Oh…"

Followed by.

Under Anting's gaze, Qiao Liang slowly pulled off his jacket while turning around. Inside was a sports vest, which was as fruitful as a Zanpakutō, cutting people's souls.

An inexplicable Chuuni voice came into the boy's mind - Swastika!
Anting thought of Song Ci's strange reaction and finally realized it.

That girl...it turns out that she was hit by this.

then.

The game started.

There is no need to elaborate.

Song Ci is a smart person, and she actually knows one thing - she can't beat Qiao Liang. Last year, it was purely Qiao Liang who had cramps.

On the runway, Qiao Liang was very thin and light, like a golden osmanthus swept up by the autumn wind, unrivaled.

Song Ci lost, lost to Qiao Liang.

But... it's not shameful at all, because she and Qiao Liang are both very ruthless, taking both No. 1 and No. 2, but it is the two girls from the physical education class who compete for No. 3.

Anting, who was well aware of girls' competitiveness, originally wanted to step forward to comfort Song Ci.

What he didn't expect was that the girl with long black hair and straight hair didn't look too depressed and happily accepted the result.

As time goes by, Song Ci becomes more and more lively, learning to let go of some of his competitiveness and pride, enjoy youth, and embrace friendship.

Seeing that Song Ci and Qiao Liang were both so good, and even compared to other sports students, he couldn't lose casually.

In the afternoon's high school sophomore men's 200 dash, Anting was not to be outdone, fought with all his strength, and won No. 1 with an extremely slim advantage.

For a time, I don’t know how many people were amazed by their youth.

……

Since then.

The rest of the afternoon was all about team projects.

The highlight of the team event is always the tug-of-war. Today is the preliminary round, the top four will be decided, and the final will be tomorrow.

According to the school's regulations, the head teacher must also be personally involved.

So ever.

Xu Qingshu appeared wearing a dark blue jacket. Anting forgot her class uniform last year and made up for it this year. Xu Qingshu, who is 1.6 meters [-] and tied with a low ponytail, looks dashing and very suitable.

There is no shadow of a teacher at all, more like a schoolgirl.

Many students and teachers were stunned.

Many boys were cheering for Xu Qingshu, and there were even bolder boys who imitated the emphasis of their childhood and shouted: "Sensei~Big Suki~!"

Gao Fei is one of them, this kid is often seen.

Xu Qingshu is a very decent teacher. Although he is a bit talkative, he is not used to these stinky boys in public. He has a side face - a death stare.

Anting was standing next to Gao Fei and was accidentally injured.

Xu Qingshu glared hard at him.

Anting looked innocent, shrugged, and explained: "I didn't shout... Xu sensei... Well, I'm sorry, I was led astray." I was led astray, and I accidentally shouted sensei...

"die!"

Followed by.

Anting was chased half a circle around the track and field by Xu Qingshu.

The scene was full of cheerful atmosphere.

Bao Weiwei raised the camera and there was a click.

The tug-of-war competition is regardless of grade. The first, second and third grades of high school compete directly with each other. There are 12 people in each class, six boys and six girls, including the class teacher.

Xu Qingshu stood first in the tug of war, and Anting was right behind her.

The game started soon.

Xu Qingshu not only has to participate in the competition, but also is responsible for shouting the beat.

Anting, who was behind him, looked at Xu Qingshu, who was full of fighting spirit, with some helplessness, "This guy... said he didn't want to participate in the school sports meeting, but he was having more fun than anyone else."

"Young guys! Work harder and kill them in the next round!"

Anting was even more helpless.

What kind of class teacher is this?

Little ones?
kill them?

"An Ting! Don't whisper, don't be lazy, give me your strength!"

"Oh…"

In the end, with the teachers and students working together, Class [-], Grade [-], defeated their opponents. At the moment of winning the game, they exerted too much force and fell down.

Xu Qingshu was just pressing on Anting.

"Ah... I'm sorry." Xu Qingshu apologized before he had time to stand up, with a hint of shyness in his tone.

Anting would not let his imagination run wild. It was normal for things like this to happen in a tug-of-war competition. He just looked at the afternoon sky and said calmly: "Teacher Xu..."

"hold head high?"

"Have you ever considered losing weight?"

"die!"

……

It’s the turn of today’s last project – two-person and three-legged.

Strictly speaking, it should be a relay race of two people and three legs. There are ten groups in total, that is, twenty people. They walk about 25 meters and the round trip is 50 meters.

For group projects like this, there is no need to register in advance, and they are usually recruited temporarily.

Before the project started, Anting, who is a sports committee member, shouted to the students: "The school has regulations. It must be a boy and a girl. Come over in your own team!"

It's a crooked shot.

High schools definitely prohibit excessively close contact between opposite sexes, and group projects stipulate that the number of men and women must be equal, so that students can participate fairly.

Two people and three legs are the only project that allows men and women to interact.

at this time.

Cheng Cheng, the second most popular girl in the class and a bit of a love-minded girl, stood up and said to the classmates: "I heard from my sister that there is a curse for twosomes in our school - to join together. Men and women who live together have a high probability of being together."

Cheng Cheng has an older sister who is currently in college. She used to go to No. [-] Middle School. She helped with makeup for the New Year's Day party. She appeared once and was a passerby.

As soon as this word comes out.

The people in the nearby classes, both men and women, seemed to be fine, but in fact they all had a strange look in their eyes.

The shy mushroom-headed Chen Mo glanced at Anting quietly.

The tall and mighty Wu Meimei stared at Wang Zihong.

Wang Zihong looked at Cheng Cheng.

And then.

They are looking for people to participate in the competition together.

Anting paid attention to the movements of the people around him and probably guessed it - if you participate in the competition together, you have a chance to be together. This itself has a bit of a survivor bias. If you all go to find someone you like, the chance of being together will definitely be high; you guys give it a try Try finding someone you don't like and see if you can get together?
Anting didn't believe this kind of thing.

However, the little devil in adolescence fell into this trap.

At this moment, the physical education teacher handed out the ropes for the two and three legs. The boy looked down and saw that they were red ropes.

Seeing this, the students became even more excited.

Look!That is the red rope of fate!

Sensing these malicious looks, Anting rolled his eyes, and with a sideways glance from the corner of his eye, he met an unexpected look.

Song Ci was looking at the red rope with slightly hot eyes.

After being discovered, he made an understatement of his profile, flipping his hair while retracting his gaze, pretending to be casual.

Anting wanted to invite Song Ci to participate in the competition, for no other reason than she was being invited by a lot of boys, and the shield was on the line.

Just when Anting was about to go up and issue an invitation, another unexpected person appeared and stopped in front of the young man.

Xu Qingshu said to Anting, "You, join my team!"

"what…!?"

(End of this chapter)