I rejected your confession, so you picked up my best friend and took her home?

"Never mind, just throw it casually."

When others were throwing, Zhou Heng didn't pay special attention to the movements. They slid and rotated, and looked very professional.

He watched for a long time but didn't learn it, so he didn't plan to use any professional movements. If he didn't do it standardly, he would be laughed at.

"Ahem!"

Zhou Heng stood in place and cleared his throat.

In an instant, his muscles bulged! He was exerting all his strength. The next second, he took a step forward and stepped heavily on the ground!

Holding the shot put, he threw it quickly!

"Swoosh!"

A high and long parabola appeared in the air, and the speed of the shot put flying was like a cannonball!

"!!" Everyone's eyes widened, and their eyes followed the movement of the shot put.

When they saw other people throwing, they didn't see this speed either? Did the shot put become lighter?

"Bang!"

When the shot put hit the ground, the onlookers couldn't help but shrink their necks, as if they were frightened by it.

Soon, the referee went to measure the distance, and Zhou Heng clapped his hands, moved his arms, and left the venue.

"15 meters 89!"

"Ah?!!"

After hearing the result, the fat man jumped up, his eyes wide open, his face full of horror, and his reaction was too frightened.

Others almost fainted with their eyes open, their mouths twitching and their eyebrows jumping wildly, unable to speak.

"Wow!!"

At this time, Yin Mengran on the sidelines jumped up happily and cheered excitedly, as if she was the winner.

But for her, Zhou Heng won, and so did she. It was the same.

When Zhou Heng heard the voice, he turned his head to look at Yin Mengran, smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up.

Now those people finally knew who Yin Mengran was cheering for.

With such strength, he would definitely win, and with the support of this beautiful woman, he didn't know how to lose even if he wanted to.

The game was over, and Zhou Heng won the first place without any effort.

Now he has finished both events, both of which are champions, and the results are particularly exaggerated, which has become a topic of discussion in the whole school for a while!

"7.26 shot put, nearly 16 meters from the spot? No skills, just strength? Too exaggerated, if this is systematically trained, it will be amazing..."

"100 meters also ran within 11 seconds, amazing... Is this guy really not from a professional team?"

After Zhou Heng and his friends returned to the class, everyone looked at Zhou Heng with eyes looking at a monster.

With this strength, if he gets angry, it is very easy to kill a lucky spectator here.

When Zhou Heng was about to return to his seat, Teacher Wang suddenly stepped forward and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhou Heng's arm.

"Ah! Hiss——Teacher Wang, what are you doing... Why are you pinching me? Didn't I win?"

Zhou Heng took a step back and rubbed his arm in pain.

Teacher Wang put his hands on his waist, frowned, and said unhappily:

"Don't pretend! How can I pinch you, who is so thick-skinned? Why didn't you say you were so good at sports? Then why didn't you participate in the sports meet in the past two years? Can't you contribute to the class? Make some contribution?"

Teacher Wang pointed at Zhou Heng, and Zhou Heng retreated and avoided, not daring to say anything, while Yin Mengran and Tang Zhi were laughing behind him.

Zhou Heng had been slacking off in the class, and now he was caught by the head teacher, and he had no way to explain...

After venting his temper, Teacher Wang crossed his arms and muttered softly:

"As a teacher, I have to rely on Yin Mengran's light to let you contribute, really..."

The more powerful Zhou Heng is, the more proud one person is.

Kong Yue was sitting there, feeling very proud, because several people had come to praise him for being awesome.

"Kong Yue, when I think about how you fought Zhou Heng, I admire you. You are awesome. Only you dare to do this..."

"I think so too. You are still arm wrestling. You should be thankful that he let you go, otherwise he would break your arm..."

"It's just Zhou Heng's temper, right? He wasn't that angry at the time. If it were me, I would definitely throw you out like a shot put..."

Kong Yue smiled and waved his hands, raised his head, and said proudly:

"Oh, it's nothing. Zhou Heng and I are good buddies! He is my good brother. We were just chatting together. Just think about it. I am so annoying, but Zhou Heng didn't beat me. He is so good to me."

He knew that he was

It was wrong to do anything, but the feeling of being a bully was so good.

I had been in school for so long, and I had always been a person with little presence in the class. Now, thanks to Zhou Heng, I was getting so much attention.

After such a long time, he could understand Zhou Heng's character a little bit. He was not petty and did not care about trivial matters, so he would not be angry with him because of these trivial matters.

Today's sports meeting ended here. There was still one day tomorrow.

It was around five o'clock in the afternoon, and the students left one after another.

After Zhou Heng and Yin Mengran walked out of the school gate, they held hands. They had been holding back for a day.

Zhou Heng promised the head teacher that he must be low-key in school, so although they were close to each other all day, they did not do anything intimate.

But after leaving the school gate, he reached out to hold Yin Mengran's hand, and found that her hand was also stretched out. The two of them had a tacit understanding and smiled at each other.

"By the way, today...what did Teacher Wang say to you? It seems like your relationship has improved after you talked..."

Yin Mengran had this question in her mind for a day, but because Teacher Wang was right next to her, she didn't ask.

"Well...about this..."

Zhou Heng reached out and touched a pocket in his schoolbag, where was the money Teacher Wang gave him to spend on Yin Mengran.

He didn't know how to tell Yin Mengran about this.

"Stop! Fight, fight, fight, rob!"

Just then, a voice came from the front of the two of them, and they immediately stopped and looked forward.

After seeing the man, Zhou Heng couldn't help but frowned, tilted his head, and asked:

"Why are you squatting here again? Is this your hideout?"

The person in front of him, with gauze wrapped around his body and holding the wall, was Liao Haomiao.

Liao Haomiao smiled, walked forward slowly, and said: "Just to wait for you, face-to-face conversation is better than talking on the phone!"

"Something's wrong? How did you get ahead of me with your legs?"

"Hey! Don't pay attention to these details, what I'm going to say next is the key."

Liao Haomiao stretched out his hand to stop Zhou Heng from continuing,

Yin Mengran was also very sensible, looked at Zhou Heng, and whispered: "Then I'll go to the front to wait for you..."

"Okay."

As soon as Yin Mengran took a step, Liao Haomiao stopped her:

"No! You come too."