return to the third grade

Chapter 206

A few people came to Mengji chatting and laughing. Because Yue Pingjun called early to locate the table and order the menu, they had just settled down, and the waiter had already brought in the dishes one after another after they sat down for a while.

Time was running out, and a few people didn't chat while eating like they usually do. They all held their jobs and stuffed things into their mouths desperately. The afternoon projects were not interesting, but they were all time-consuming projects. I don't know how many Point can end.

Brother Zhen ate two bowls of rice in one go, and was stopped by Ling Xiaoxiao and Yue Pingjun when he was about to add a third bowl. She had competitions at the beginning of the afternoon, and eating too much to run would be bad for her health.

Brother Zhen also knew his situation, rubbed his still hungry stomach, and didn't force it anymore, just took a few more mouthfuls of food with chopsticks.

At 01:30, the seats of all grades and classes have been filled one after another, and the radio has begun to notify students of all grades participating in the 200-meter final to enter.Ling Xiaoxiao and Brother Zhen got up at the same time, Brother Zhen reported to the starting line, and Ling Xiaoxiao took the clothes and water to the finish line for logistics.

On the eighth middle school track, the position of the finish line remains unchanged from beginning to end, and the starting line will adjust the starting position according to the length of the event. For example, the current 200-meter starting point is just diagonally opposite to the finish line.

The distance was too far, and Ling Xiaoxiao couldn't see the situation on the other side, but she still had a corner to listen to. The short-haired girl came again in the morning. This time, she was chatting with He Wenwen, who was doing logistics for Jiang Zizhuo.

"Wenwen, who are you doing logistics for this time?" The short-haired girl looked at He Wenwen knowingly, with a narrow expression on her face.

The little girl He Wenwen, who is said to be known by the whole class to like Jiang Zizhuo, didn't even blush, looked at the short-haired girl, and flicked the hair behind her ears: "Of course it's Jiang Zizhuo, don't everyone in the key class know what I'm thinking?" ?”

This girl is so bachelor!This was Ling Xiaoxiao's first reaction after hearing this. Seeing that the two people who were chatting ignored the existence of the people around them and just started chatting on their own, Ling Xiaoxiao secretly looked at this classmate He Wenwen from the corner of her eye. What's wrong with this girl? At first glance, it looks a bit like Brother Zhen, holding water and a towel in one hand, and kicking handsomely into the pocket of his trousers with the other, with a heroic look in his brows, looking very free and easy.

"It's not important whether we know your thoughts, what matters is whether your sweetheart knows your thoughts?" The short-haired girl blinked at He Wenwen, terribly.

He Wenwen sighed, but her tone was not so free and easy: "Would he not know something that the whole class knows? Every time you try to talk to him, he just looks at you lightly, as if he is very polite. In fact, he probably doesn't know Didn't hear what you were saying."

The short-haired girl patted He Wenwen on the shoulder very loyally: "The first grade is not so easy to chase, the more you look at the indifferent person, the more fire in your heart, waiting for you to use your enthusiasm to roast his shell Now, the fire in his heart will burn for you, so come on."

He Wenwen seemed to have heard this kind of argument for the first time. She thought about it seriously, and then nodded to the short-haired girl: "What you said seems to make sense. It seems that I need to work harder."

Ling Xiaoxiao was listening to the conversation between the two, thinking about what the short-haired girl said just now, and kept judging whether the words made sense in her heart, Jiang Zizhuo would be angry?Ling Xiaoxiao thought about it over and over for a long time, except for the fact that the person smiled more and more recently, it seemed that there was no other change. Huo Mao Huo, this argument is not reliable at all!

During the time spent in the corner, the 200m final has reached the third grade group. The sun above the head exudes the atmosphere of early summer, and there is no shade at the finish line. Ling Xiaoxiao uses the Wipe Brother Zhen with a towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead first, and suddenly feel that he is too stupid. Brother Zhen is not the master of logistics, even if he throws her into the desert, he can still be alive and kicking ran back.

The sun above her head was scorching hot, making her more irritable, Ling Xiaoxiao did not admit that her inner unease at this time was caused by eavesdropping on the conversation of those two girls!
After the junior three group ran, all the 200-meter events of the junior high school group were completed, and the next was the senior year group. As usual, the girls ran first, and the boys ran second. Ling Xiaoxiao was still thinking about drinking some water first. At that time, I saw Yue Pingjun running over from not far away.

"Why are you here?" Ling Xiaoxiao looked at Yue Pingjun who was jogging all the way, didn't this person come to stare at Brother Zhen?

Holding snacks in his hand, Yue Pingjun looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and gave her a 'you understand' look: "Brother Zhen and Zizhuo will both participate in the finals later, as good friends, I naturally have an obligation to come and cheer for them. "

Ling Xiaoxiao cast a disdainful glance at Yue Pingjun, did you cheer up at the finish line?

Yue Pingjun also knew that this excuse was a bit forced, so he smiled: "Tell me, will Brother Zhen like these snacks?"

Ling Xiaoxiao probed into the bag and saw that jelly, potato chips, cotton candy, etc. were all Brother Zhen’s favorites. Looking at the expectation on Yue Pingjun’s face, she thought that this baby’s future love life must be difficult. Incomparably, his sympathy suddenly arose, and he stopped hitting him, nodded and said: "Brother Zhen likes to eat these snacks the most, you can bring them to her later, she should be very happy."

Let’s not say that these are what Brother Zhen likes to eat. Just before the start of the project, Brother Zhen kept shouting that he was hungry in his seat, saying that he was not full at noon and would starve to death in the afternoon. Brother Zhen will happily pat him on the shoulder and shout 'enough buddy'. . .

The two were still chatting here, when they heard the firing of the starting gun in the distance, Ling Xiaoxiao and Yue Pingjun hurriedly looked on the track, brother Zhen and the girl who ran fast in the morning, this time they were still tandem with each other Staring very closely, that girl should have been participating in such events all year round. She looked very sophisticated. Brother Zhen didn't shake her off after several times of acceleration. In the end, Brother Zhen still relied on her perverted physical strength and long legs , Several accelerations barely crossed the finish line one step ahead.

Brother Zhen ran a few steps forward before stopping, turned around, and smiled at the girl, with a bit of sympathy in her eyes, the girl bent over and gasped for breath, and after a long time, she stood up straight and walked to Brother Zhen, Stretch out your right hand: "Class Seven, Ye Xiaofei."

Brother Zhen also stretched out his right hand and held it up: "Class Ninth, Dong Zhennan."

The two held hands, looked at each other and smiled, feeling like they had met each other late, and directly left Ling Xiaoxiao and Yue Pingjun aside. Ling Xiaoxiao was originally a logistics worker, and Yue Pingjun came here to stare at the opposite sex. As long as no boys pay more attention Brother Zhen, he didn't bother to care about it, so Ling Xiaoxiao and Yue Pingjun just stood aside and watched Brother Zhen chatting with Ye Xiaofei.

(End of this chapter)