The little sweetie of the black-bellied king

Chapter 646 In fact, it is also good to be a vase

"Good boy." Chu Danzhi stuffed the phone into An Ran's hand, and took a scent from her lips by the way.

An Ran squeezed her phone and stared at the backs of the two Chu Danzhi...

Men are big hooves!

Later, An Ran didn't pay attention to Chu Danzhi all day long.

In May, the school is about to hold a spring sports meeting. The busiest people at this time are the sports committee members. There are many people who apply for sports that are better and simple events, but when it comes to male events, such as 3000 meters, there are almost no people newspaper.

In the past two days, because of the registration, the sports committee has been so anxious that no one cares about several events.

"Sign up for one. You see, other classes have signed up. If you don't sign up for this event in our class, you will be automatically abstained. No matter what the result is, you will get three points. If you don't sign up, you won't get one point." The sports committee said earnestly in front of the podium , "That Tian Ming, you report 3000 meters."

"No, I also had a project at that time, but I bumped into it, so I couldn't apply."

The following is lazy.

"I beg you, sign up for one, girl, who wants to come in the 2000 meters?"

No one answered.

The class leader couldn't stand it, "Okay, there are so many people in the class, I don't believe that all of them have projects, you can see who doesn't have projects, go up and make up the number, you can't automatically abstain."

"Can not be done."

"How can this be!"

Girls protest in unison.

The sports committee also had no choice but to scan the list several times before looking up, "Anran, Anran!"

An Ran was talking to the little fat man when someone bumped him from behind, "What?"

"You still had shot put last time, but you don't have any of them this time."

"Ah... I'm going to take a break and fight again at the next sports meeting!" An Ran said seriously.

"At that time, you will be in the third year of high school. If you want to participate, you may not be allowed to participate in the old class."

An Ran pinched him, the little fat man screamed in pain.

The sports committee also knew that An Ran wanted to be lazy, "I'll give you a 2000-meter report, and you can make up the number of people."

"I can't, I don't want to run." An Ran shouted in horror.

"It didn't ask you to win any ranking, so you just run around, and if you can't run, just walk."

"I do not want!"

"Okay, I'll put you on it, and I'll find two more girls, three more." The sports committee decided on its own.

An Ran didn't care about entanglement with the little fat man, and rushed to the podium, "No, I can't run, don't write about me! Don't write about me, okay?"

"Then look at what you want to participate in, these are the few events." The sports committee handed the list to An Ran.

An Ran looked over, 2000 meters...relay...and a class friendship marathon!
All of them are what Anron is not good at.

"No, no, I can't run." An Ran shook her head.

"But there are only these items. You didn't apply for them before, but now there are only these items left, and you can't choose them. It's okay, and you don't need any rankings. It's fine if someone participates, really."

"No." An Ran desperately resisted.

"Forget it, sports committee member, you don't know what An Ran is like running, and you let her participate in this, aren't you killing her?"

"Yeah, let's choose someone else, An Ran is still suitable to be a mascot, and it will be nice to sit in the team of our class then."

"correct."

The students sitting below all sympathetically helped An Ran speak, and now An Ran felt that being a vase was pretty good.

(End of this chapter)