I Like You

Lin Wei's brain is still very active here, and on the track over there, the 10,000-meter long-distance runners in each class are already in their positions.

The rostrum clicked the name again, and when it reached Jiangsu, there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the playground, basically all the voices of girls.

"..."

Lin Wei was sobered up from the small theater where her brain was filled.

She raised her head and looked at the playground.

There were a lot of people standing at the starting point. They were of different heights, fat and thin. Because there were more people, it felt like a group of people got together.

But Jiang Su is very conspicuous.

In a white sports suit, his pale complexion glowed with a slight cold light under the sunlight.

He was moving his ankles, and his movements were very small, making the boys around him a bit ostentatious.

When everyone was ready and he was sent off, he suddenly glanced at the side of Class One.

Many girls sitting in this area caused a commotion.

Across most of the playground, Lin Wei always felt that he was watching her.

"Men's 10,000 meters, ready to—"

With the sound of a gunshot, the long-distance running event that most people can kneel down in the sports meeting began.

More than 20 athletes rushed out from the starting line in unison. Some kept a steady speed and moved forward at a constant speed. Someone swooped out as soon as the gun fired, just like running a 100-meter sprint.

Jiangsu was among the fastest group of people.

He is very strong in sprinting, and in the blink of an eye, people ran to the forefront.

The eyes of all the teachers and students of the school were on him, following his figure, circled the playground.

He did not run in the forefront, and he had already asked many little girls to cheer him over and secretly. Now he not only ran in the first place, but was also far ahead of the second place by nearly a hundred meters. Those little girls were all crazy. All screaming.

Lin Wei started to feel uncomfortable again.

…Well, I just ran a few laps, and it was like taking first place.

For sports games, each class can submit contributions to the podium.

Under normal circumstances, everyone cheers for the athletes in their class.

In order to prevent the first class from being cold, Wang Wei specifically assigned Bai Jian to be responsible for this task, asking her to harass the classmates who were not participating in the competition, and each of them should submit two cheering drafts.

In the past few days, Lin Wei has heard a lot of contributions from the sophomore and first class, but it seems that the people who cheer up are not Jiangsu.

Lin Wei tugged because Jiangsu just ran past the front of their first class of stands, and was excitedly shouting for cheer for nothing, "Is anyone writing a cheer for Jiangsu?"

Bai saw that her cheering manuscripts were copied from the Internet. As for the person who cheered on, she must be Lin Wei at the same table. As for the others, she didn't read it at all, so she handed it over to the podium, "Ah? I don't know. "

After a pause, Bai Jian asked: "Weiwei, do you want to write a cheering manuscript for the school bully? The little brother who is in charge of broadcasting on the rostrum, I am all familiar with it. I can let him read you first."

Lin Wei: "..."

She just asked.

Just ask.

Lin Wei hadn't said this yet. On the podium not far away, the hostess spoke: "To Jiangsu, Class 2 and 1 of high school, go beyond the limit, surpass yourself, and take off in the direction of your dreams. Class 1 and 8. Qin Xiaoyu's contribution."

Lin Wei: "???"

Why do the eighteenth class of high school cheer for the assists of the first class of high school?

Does the host have no manuscripts to read? In order not to be cold, I can only read this?

"To Jiangsu, the second and first class of high school, facing the long journey, you have no fear or retreat, let the sweat wet your back, let your fatigue cover your body, and still strive to catch up. You have only one goal, you only have one belief, come on, Jiang Overnight! Luo Nannan from the 17th grade of high school." This time I changed to a male host.

"..."

"To Jiangsu, the first class of the second year of high school..." This time he changed back to the hostess.

"..."

In the next five minutes, the cheering manuscripts read by the two hosts were all written to Jiang Su.

And from the name of the manuscript, it can be easily recognized that they are all girls' names.

Lin Wei looked at the teenager running on the playground and slowly said, "Tsk."

I don’t know the name Jiangsu. I repeated it in the mouths of the two hosts. Finally, the press release that the male host spoke again no longer started with "Jiangsu, the first class in high school."

"At this moment, I hope to fly at the starting line. At this moment, time freezes in eternity. The sound of gunshots is a horn to cheer for you, and the cry from the stands is a banner to shout for you. Qin Sasa, Class 1-9 Contributions, the above manuscripts are sent to Jiangsu."

"..."

Lin Wei was silent for three seconds, then moved her lower lip, slowly and silently: "Fuck."

A lap of 400 meters and 25 laps of 10,000 meters. By the time Jiangsu reached the 13th lap, one third of the boys who participated in the sports meeting had already left.

Jiang Su's speed is still very stable. It can be seen that the physical strength and endurance of the teenager are really good.

Lin Wei listened to the cheering manuscript written to Jiang Su again, and then she picked up her schoolbag from the side blankly, unzipped the zipper blankly, and flipped out the blank paper and pen from the inside blank expressionlessly. Holding the pen, he was silent for half a minute against the paper, and then wrote a few lines.

She folded the paper and handed it to the deskmate who was responsible for handing in the cheering manuscript: "Here."

Bai Jian was surprised: "What?"

"Did you just ask me if I want to write a cheering manuscript?" Lin Wei asked and replied: "Well, yes, I just want to write a cheering manuscript."

"..."

"The main reason is that I feel that the classmates in our class will have to be cheered by other classes, which is a shame."

"..."

Bai Jian went to cheer, Lin Wei has been waiting for her cheer manuscript to Jiangsu since she left.

Jiangsu on the playground ran lap after lap.

On the 18th lap, the second and third places in the half lap behind him started to accelerate.

The game suddenly became exciting and tense.

Lin Wei couldn't help grasping the pen in her hand with her fingertips looking at the second and third runners running faster and faster.

Even if they could not catch up with Jiangsu, they still maintained a gap of more than half a circle, but Lin Wei was still very nervous.

The sound of cheering on the playground was deafening, and there were various timbres of Jiangju.

After finishing a lap in Jiangsu, Lin Wei didn't say anything, but at the bottom of her heart, the rhythm led by them also followed the count.

When he counted to 20, Jiang Su was still number one. He was really strong. He rushed so fast at the beginning, but he still had strength behind him.

The first class couldn't sit still, and everyone stood up.

Lin Wei was blocked by everyone. She couldn't see Jiangsu on the playground, but she heard her cheering manuscript: "Jiansu from the first grade of high school, come on, I will wait for you at the end. Wei's contribution."