Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Han Yu stood on the starting line, but he didn't seize the last time to move his legs like other contestants.

He frowned, and his eyes scanned back and forth among the crowd watching on the playground, but unfortunately, he didn't find the person he was looking for.

The boy was not very happy.

Where did Tangxia people go? Don't you even watch your own games? He was still waiting for her to come and cheer.

"Everyone, take your place," the referee blew his whistle, and the sharp whistle sounded in Han Yu's ears, causing people to concentrate for no reason, "Get ready—"

The men's 400m is divided into preliminaries and finals, and the preliminaries are divided into two groups. Han Yu was in the first group. He was unlucky in the lottery. He was placed in the 8th lane, the outermost position. It was a bad position.

Because the curve on the 8th track has the largest arc, it is not easy to accelerate.

In the middle and sprint races, Han Yu squatted on the ground in a kneeling position and touched the ground with six fingertips of both hands, feeling the rough texture of the red particles on the plastic track.

Although he likes basketball, he doesn't like sports.

That's why Han Yu has a face that both people and gods are angry with, but he doesn't have a body that is enough to excite blood to match.

He's thin, with no muscles, and if you try to boast about his figure, you can probably just say... well-proportioned.

The referee teacher dragged the end of the sound for a long time, Han Yu finally withdrew his gaze, focused on the front, and his expression was slightly disappointed.

"Bang!" The sudden sound of the starting gun was deafening.

The eight boys started running at the same time like arrows flying off the string!

On the playground, Tang Xia, who was still being dragged by Yu Man to watch the high jump, was taken aback!

The girl turned her head, and across the vast crowd, she caught a glimpse of figures passing by on the runway, one after another, so fast that the faces could hardly be seen clearly.

But there is only one exception.

The boy's sportswear is particularly eye-catching, or in other words, he is the most eye-catching when he walks vigorously in the sun.

Because of his fast running speed, his loose short sleeves caught the wind, and with his movements, he was pulled out of a round arc behind him, like a crescent moon. And his usually soft and broken hair was raised arrogantly, revealing his white and full forehead.

Tang Xia saw the scar on his forehead at a glance.

She took a breath, and broke free from Yu Man's hand in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Yu Man asked strangely.

Tang Xia didn't have time to answer, so she backed away in a hurry, regardless of whether she stepped on someone else's feet, she just said anxiously: "Han Yu's competition has started, I'll come to you later."

As she spoke, she didn't answer in a random manner. She squeezed through the crowd with difficulty, and Sa Yazi rushed towards the finish line.

400 meters is just one lap, if Tang Xia doesn't hurry up, Han Yu will be over by the time she arrives.

The girl was extremely annoyed.

She actually forgot about Han Yu's game... Fortunately, he has been thinking about cheering her up in the afternoon all morning, so he really has no conscience...

Over there, Han Yu has already focused on the game.

He is not someone with a strong sense of collective honor, but to be honest, in this case, the emotion in his heart will be aroused.

Especially when some people, whom they know or don't know, shouted when the young man ran past - "Come on, Han Yu!"

Among them is Teacher Luo.

Teacher Luo couldn't help but feel relieved: "Han Yu is actually quite a good kid."

At that time Zou Ziyu was standing next to Teacher Luo, upon hearing this, she smiled lightly and replied, "Yes." She didn't say much, two words were enough to explain everything.

Han Yu is a very good person.

Zou Ziyu stared at the back of the young man who was drifting away, imprinting his outline deeply, but suddenly frowned.

Because she saw Tang Xia.

The girl was panting, put her hands on her thighs, bent over and took a deep breath, then squeezed through the crowd again and stood in the most conspicuous position beside the finish line.

Tang Xia wanted Han Yu to be able to see herself as soon as he came back.

She is not tall, and because there are so many people watching the race, she can hardly see who is in front and who is behind who is coming from the opposite track. Until about a few seconds later, the crowd suddenly became commotion, and Tang Xia heard someone shouting—"Come here!"

Then, the boys around him whistled, and various cheers rang out.

Tang Xia's heart was pounding, she didn't know what she was nervous about, but she poked her head out curiously.

The person who ran first turned the last corner and appeared in everyone's sight!

Tang Xia's pupils widened in an instant, and then suddenly shrank again.

Not Han Yu.

It was a boy who loved sports at first glance. Tang Xia vaguely remembered that he was the sports committee member of the class next door. He was tall and big.

Someone next to him clapped excitedly, probably from the same class as the boy who took the lead.

Tang Xia quickly retracted her gaze and turned her head again to look in the direction of the person.

The second person also appeared, but it was not Han Yu either.

"Hey, why did Han Yu lose the chain?" A voice exploded above the girl's head, startling her!

At some point, Qi Hui stood behind him, shaking his head and complaining, "No, no matter what, he should be able to run into the second or third place."

"Here we come!" As soon as Qi Hui finished speaking, someone shouted, "Han Yu is here!"

It is said that God favors good-looking people. No matter where he goes, young people can always attract the attention of most people.

Even when they are competing with each other.

The screams of the girls proved everything.

Tang Xia couldn't help covering her ears.

In the next second, Han Yu rushed into everyone's sight against the wind.

His hair style was blown out of rebellion, and the wound on his forehead was still a little conspicuous, making him look much tougher than usual.

"Oh, that's amazing," Qi Hui boasted carelessly, and said, "But I guess he's the fourth."

Tang Xia laughed when she saw Han Yu appearing, and was a little puzzled when she heard Qi Hui's words, "Why? Isn't he the third now?"

The fourth place behind the boy is still two or three meters away from him, and he will soon reach the finish line, so he should not be able to catch up. Moreover, Han Yu didn't seem to be struggling, but the opponent was panting heavily, and it was not easy to overtake.

Qi Hui shrugged his shoulders, showing off to Tang Xia proudly, "Little Tail, thanks to you and Han Yu being good friends, you don't know him at all."

Tang Xia looked puzzled, what does this have to do with understanding or not?

"Hey—" Qi Hui shook his head and sighed pretentiously, then pouted at Han Yu who suddenly slowed down, and said leisurely, "Because the preliminaries are divided into two groups, and the top four in each group will enter the final."

"So?" Tang Xia was dissatisfied, and Qi replied halfway.

"So a lazy person like Han Yu won't exhaust all his energy," Qi Hui lowered his head helplessly, looked at Tang Xia and explained, "He only fights for the spot, not the top three. For him, save more energy In the final, it is king."

"..."

Tang Xia looked forward blankly.

Han Yu was really caught off guard and landed in the fourth place!