I Like You

Lin Wei was quiet, muttering softly, "So many people who can dance, why didn't you choose me."

Jiang Su's movement of turning the pen stopped. He glanced at the small front table that was not so convinced, tapped the table with the pen, and hooked his finger at her, beckoning her to move his head closer.

"What are you doing?" Lin Wei asked, as she grabbed her chair and slightly got up and leaned towards Jiang Su.

Jiang Su bowed his head and leaned close to the ear of the little girl who was trying to reach her with her neck stretched out: "Because you like my waist."

"..."

Lin Wei subconsciously grabbed the arm of the chair.

Hey, school bully, pay attention to the occasion, this is in the classroom.

Lin Wei swallowed and wanted to sit back pretending to be calm, but before people had time to react, Jiang Su slowly said again, her voice a bit low and dumb: "I can't forget all I like, I must satisfy you. what."

"..."

Lin Wei was shocked and fell back onto the chair.

She moved a bit fiercely, and the chair hit his table and made a "clang" sound.

Lin Wei glared at Jiang Su, and turned around blankly while many students in the class watched for unknown reasons.

Wang Wei, who had been eavesdropping on their speech, did not give Lin Wei any chance to struggle. He was very excited to announce to the class: "Our class committee sacrificed a break time between classes and finally agreed on a talent show for our sports meeting. The sports meeting of the class can finally be as cool as other classes. The talent show is dancing. It is done by the double-one combination of our class. The double-one combination is Lin Wei and Jiangsu. Everyone applauds them, thank you Their contribution to our class."

Chen Yangke gave a good roar, and took the lead and clapped.

Amidst the applause, Lin Wei felt that her expressionless face was almost becoming a facial paralysis.

…

The sports meeting is definitely a very important thing for campus life.

Although every class is clamoring "friendship first and competition second", they are actually trying hard to compare other classes.

The sports meet is only once a semester. At this time, the head teacher is relatively relaxed. In the last class every afternoon, everyone will go to the playground to walk the square by default.

Occasionally, when he is free, Jiang Zhangyun will hold her under-year-old son and stand beside him to find faults.

Lin Wei and Jiang Su were busy rehearsing and didn't need to take the phalanx, but with Wang Wei's know-it-all, Lin Wei still knew how they were practicing the phalanx.

Wang Wei is quite cautious, saying the slogans of the first class, and they cannot be exposed until the end. When training on the playground, they chanted the slogans of last year.

In order to arrange the noodles, the first class also specially ordered a set of class clothes, made a banner, and also made a few loudspeakers for shouting cheer.

The class clothes were ordered online by Baijian and a few girls. They are much more beautiful than those ordered by Wang Wei in the last sports meeting. The boys are campus-style suits and ties, and the girls are the same style tops, but the lower body is a short skirt. With small black leather boots, it is not too young.

A class was busy working for the sports meeting, and it was ok to the end, and there was nothing wrong with it. As a result, most of the registration form was still empty.

Seeing the last half of the day when it was time to hand in the registration form, Wang Wei walked through the streets as soon as he arrived between classes, just like selling sales, "This classmate, do you want to sign up? I think the shot fits your arm very well."

"This classmate, let me do some calculations for you. Visually, you can get pretty good results in the high jump, so come on and sign up."

"This classmate..."

In Wang Wei's persistent harassment one by one, the registration form barely filled in seven or eight eight.

The teacher in charge has indicators, which must be filled in.

Wang Wei stood at the podium table in the last class of the day, urging like a reminder: "Dear classmates, classmates, please report the project again!"

"The last ten minutes, the last ten minutes, please register, classmates, classmates—"

Sitting in front of the podium table, Liang Sichen took a book and knocked on the podium table: "Which items are still available?"

"Men's 5,000 meters, high jump." Wang Wei stared at Liang Sichen like a savior and asked: "Squad leader, which one do you want to choose?"

Liang Sichen pushed his glasses: "5000 meters."

"Fuck, it's okay! The squad leader really deserves to be the squad leader!" Wang Wei happily filled in a name with a pen: "The squad leader sacrificed himself to take the lead in signing up, everyone hurry up to follow suit, classmates, classmates..."

When Wang Wei started a new round of reminders, Bai Jian approached Lin Wei: "The squad leader is actually going to run 5,000 meters? It feels a bit powerful!"

The next class is going to the dance studio to rehearse. Before going there, Lin Wei, who wants to solve her English homework, said unconcernedly, "He is quite good."

Jiang Su, who was lying on the back table, moved his head and looked up at the ponytail on the small front table.

"Does anyone sign up!"

"Does anyone sign up yet!"

"It's the last five minutes! Master Xuexue class leader!!! Classmates..."

Jiang Su suddenly got up amid Wang Wei's heartbreaking shouts.

Jiang Su sat in the last row, still leaning on the back door, and rarely walked into the classroom.

When he got up, no one paid attention to him. When he was walking along the corridor and approaching the desk, many people began to look at him.

Until he heard his hands in his pockets and parked in front of the desk with headphones on, the whole class fell silent instantly, and everyone stared at Jiang Su.

Jiang Su reached out to Wang Wei.

Wang Wei was stunned and did not respond.

Jiang Su frowned slightly and nodded at the table, "Registration form."

The classroom is quieter.

Quiet to the point that you can hear a needle drop.

About ten seconds later, Wang Wei calmed down and said, "Brother Su, do you mean to sign up?"

Although the head teacher asked Jiang Su to sign up more, Wang Wei didn't have the guts to harass the school boss. He just asked the school boss for two opinions symbolically and reported him a 200-meter sprint and a 200*8 mixed relay.

When inquiring, Wang Wei was scheming, saying that Lin Wei was going to run 200*8, and he wanted to come too. After the schoolmaster nodded, he weakly said again, do you want to add another two hundred? M sprint.

Jiang Su said.

After waiting for two seconds, he saw that Wang Wei did not pass the registration form, and raised his hand to take the form away from him.

Wang Wei returned to his senses and handed Jiang Su a pen while saying: "There is still a high jump left in the men's event..."

Before Wang Wei finished speaking, Jiang Su had already finished writing his name after the high jump.

Jiang Sugang was about to put down his pen, and saw the last column of the 10,000-meter man running empty. He took the pen and clicked: "What about this?"

"This...Ignore it, this is the lottery in our class, whoever gets caught, anyway, it is to serve as a foil, as the denominator..."

Wang Wei was explaining that when he saw Jiang Su writing the words Jiangsu with a brush, he opened his mouth suddenly, "Brother Susu, you, are you going to run 10,000 meters?"

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