Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

Zou Ziyu and a few girls went to the small auditorium, and looked back at Han Yu before leaving.

The boy was preparing for the next relay race, sitting on the ground without restraint, his silhouette was as beautiful as a painting.

Besides Han Yu and Qi Hui, class monitors Zhao Yang and Fu Han also joined the relay race. The four boys have good physical strength, and 4100 meters should not be a big problem.

According to his personal strengths, Brother Song originally planned to arrange for Zhao Yang to run the first club, Qi Hui to run the second club, Fu Han to run the third club, and Han Yu to run the last club. Because he knows Han Yu quite well, and he has strong explosive power, and he can be pressed on him in the final sprint.

But Han Yu directly rejected this arrangement, and said bluntly: "I will run first."

"Why?" Brother Song asked him.

"Otherwise I won't participate." Han Yu shrugged, showing an expression of "If you don't listen to me, I'll go on strike and see who can beat the other".

Brother Song laughed angrily, thinking that this little ancestor still had exactly the same temper as before.

As if owed him.

Fortunately, Teacher Luo was not around. If she heard this sentence, she would be furious.

"Then let's postpone it later," Brother Song thought for a while, then said helplessly, "You are first, Zhao Yang is second, Qi Hui is third, and Fu Han is fourth."

The base does not have a 400-meter runway that meets the sports standards. It just draws a distance of 50 meters on the concrete floor, and four people run back and forth. So there is no consideration of who is suitable for straight roads and who is suitable for curves.

Everyone else had no objections, and the formation of troops was finalized.

Qi Hui secretly asked Han Yu, "Why don't you run for the last shot?"

To be honest, when participating in a relay run, most boys will hope that they are the last one.

Although the last shot was very stressful, the finale position was also full of honors.

Whether he wins or loses depends entirely on the performance of the last man. If he wins, the cheers will be directed at him, and the first three shots will be easily forgotten.

Han Yu's sports conditions have always been very good. If they don't fall behind too much in the first few sticks, according to his ability, he will be sure.

But the young man didn't think so, he just said indifferently: "I'm too lazy to wait, I'll finish the run early and settle down sooner."

"..." Qi choked back.

lazy…

How lazy is he!

Don't participate if you are lazy!

Probably because he could see through Qi Hui's deepest thoughts, Han Yu said calmly, "I said it, I just want to wear the straw sandals, and the competition is just for the sake of it."

"You are awesome..." Qi Hui cursed in a low voice, and walked away on his own.

After walking a few steps, he seemed to suddenly realize something was wrong, and turned his head to look at Han Yu in a daze.

"What look?" The boy frowned displeased.

Qi returned to his senses, scratched his head and turned around again.

He always felt that something was wrong with Han Yu recently...

Is there a second development of character?

Qi Hui looked blank.

Brother Song brought four pairs of straw sandals and gave the best pair to Fu Han.

"The last stick has a lot of pressure, and I will give you the strongest pair."

Han Yu frowned and said in disapproval, "What about me?"

Song Ge replied: "The rest of you can only make do with it, and I can't guarantee that it will fall apart after running more than ten meters."

Han Yu got up, walked up to Fu Han and stared at the straw sandals in his hand.

The latter was so stared at by him that he couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

It was the one made by Tang Xia.

The boy was very sure.

So Han Yu reached out and took the pair of straw sandals from Fu Han in a grand manner.

"I want this pair."

He always had that blunt expression, but several people were shocked by his thick skin.

"Han Yu..." Brother Song gritted his teeth, feeling annoyed for the first time, "Can you not—"

"Is this pair only for the last run?" The boy interrupted before Brother Song finished speaking.

"yes."

"Oh," Han Yu said blankly, "Then I'll trade with him, and I'll run in the end."

"..."

The other three boys looked at Han Yu, then at Brother Song.

Fu Han's face was extremely bewildered.

Brother Song was furious, "Han Yu, you are too capricious!"

Running for a while and not running for a while, he really takes himself seriously!

Qi Hui saw that Brother Song, who had always been good-tempered, also showed a forbearing expression, and hurried over to help Han Yu say something nice, "Brother Song, don't be angry, he is just like this," he finished speaking, and lowered his voice in Song Brother's ear He said, "You also know that Han Yu is very proud. He must want to wear the best shoes, right?"

Although Qi Hui said so, he didn't think so in his heart.

He knew who made the most beautiful straw sandal, so he was faintly surprised by Han Yu's actions.

What is this kid thinking about Tang Xia?

Fu Han is not a person who cares about, and he does not compete with Han Yu, "Then follow the first order, and I will run third."

Han Yu was quite polite at the moment, and said calmly with his chin tense, "Thank you."

"Thank you big-headed ghost!" Brother Song couldn't help but cursed with a smile, "Stop making troubles! Otherwise, you really shouldn't run away, you're not alone."

"I know." Han Yu said indifferently.

The race is about to start, and the referee stands at the end of the track, directing the players to prepare at the starting line.

The onlookers were on both sides, Tang Xia and Xu Yayao squeezed in the front, and they could see boys wearing straw sandals with embarrassing expressions at a glance.

There was bursts of laughter from the side.

He took off his sneakers and put on straw sandals. The originally decent student looked a little funny now. Especially because the soles of the straw sandals they weave are rough, and the white paper does not completely cover the metal wire. There is a part exposed here, and a piece is exposed there. .

Even Teacher Luo, who has always been serious, bent over laughing beside him.

This kind of black socks and white socks paired with retro straw sandals is really unheard of and unseen, and it is very trendy.

Tang Xia was also overjoyed. Seeing the boys curled up with their feet and clutching their trouser legs helplessly, she laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears.

The onlookers laughed without malice, which made the boys even more embarrassing. The person who ran first stood at the starting line with a grievance on his face.

Tang Xia poked her head, looking for Han Yu among the group of people.

She felt that a person like Han Yu must be able to wear straw sandals in a unique way.

as expected.

Everyone else was wearing socks, only Han Yu was frank and frank, with bare feet in straw sandals and fair insteps.

Tang Xia saw him from afar and couldn't help smiling.

I knew that the boy was the best-looking one in the crowd.

Qi Hui was hurt by the soles of the straw sandals, and walked with a limp. He finally walked to Han Yu's side, put his hand on his shoulder and said in pain, "Don't you feel panicked if you don't wear socks?"

Han Yu glanced at him with inexplicable complacency in his eyes.

"Very comfortable."

"Get out..." Qi Hui only blamed himself for being cheap, and lightly thumped the young man.

When the first bat was ready, the referee shouted "Everyone is on your mark", and after a pause of two seconds, he blew his whistle.

The ten boys rushed out at the same time with great momentum!

As a result, as soon as they took a step, three of them screamed in pain and squatted down. The other seven stopped in place, unable to move, gasping for air, their facial features twisted together.

Everyone burst out laughing!