Chapter 374: Fresh High School Campus Male God 15
When Yan Ze slandered Song Yuyun for being fat and heavy in an unhappy tone, and even stopped Xuan Yuan from sending Song Yuyun to the infirmary, the students from Class 2 who were watching could not help but look at the three people with a meaningful look. Their eyes were complicated, resentful, and full of thoughts.
It seems that the two school idols, who are equally handsome, have some feelings for the class flower, but I don’t know which handsome guy the class flower is more interested in?
One of the two class idols is distant and indifferent, and the other is romantic and frivolous. It is not obvious that they have something to do with the class flower. Instead, they have a good relationship.
However, on the issue of the class idol and the class flower, both boys and girls have some guesses about the "emotional" entanglement between the three people, but their respective moods and thoughts are completely different. From this point, it can be seen that boys and girls have different brain circuits.
The boys were upset that the prettiest girl in the class had been spotted by someone else, and the ones who were spotted by two class hunks who were better than them, it seemed like they had no chance, they had to either change their target or focus on their studies.
The girls were not willing to give up, although they also admitted that Song Yuyun was sweet-looking, gentle, responsible and strong, but why were the two class hunks interested in her, and now they were "jealous" for her?
This, this was too much for them to envy, QAQ, they would rather the two class hunks form a pair than both of them like Song Yuyun.
"I didn't say I would take her to the infirmary." Xuan Yuan said casually, "I just suggested taking her to the infirmary." He turned to look at Yan Ze, his eyes were clear and seemed to contain some deep meaning. He said slowly, "You are strong and tall, and there will be no competition later. Why don't you take her to the infirmary?"
Originally, Yan Ze's expression relaxed when he heard Xuan Yuan say that he didn't plan to take Song Yuyun to the infirmary, but when he heard the latter part, his phoenix eyes were stern, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he showed a bit of displeasure again. He lowered his head and whispered, "Why should I take her to the infirmary?" The housekeeper went to the infirmary. I'm not her junior high school classmate. I'm tired of her. "
Raised his hand and rubbed his nose with his thumb. This casual action was done by Yan Ze, but it was handsome and wanton. He hooked his thin lips and smiled with his lips that were born with a three-point romantic smile.
Raised his chin, Yan Ze said to the tall and strong sports committee member: "Why are you standing there? You are tall, strong, and strong, and you don't have a competition. Send her!" But he pushed all of Xuanyuan's words to the innocent sports committee member.
"Ah?" The tall and strong sports committee member was surprised and puzzled, and blinked woodenly, a little bit unable to react. He looked at Xuanyuan in confusion, and then moved his eyes to Yan Ze, and finally realized a fact that these two people seemed to have no interest in Song Yuyun.
With a grin, the tall boy happily responded, then strode towards Song Yuyun who was supported by Chen Jing, and asked expectantly: "Class monitor, how about I take you to the infirmary? You should bandage the wound on your knee."
Song Yuyun didn't notice the conversation between Xuanyuan and Yanze just now. She was very grateful to the sports committee member who was willing to lend a hand, but she still smiled and said firmly: "No, I can still walk, Chen Jing will accompany me to the infirmary. You should stay and take care of the students who are going to participate in the competition. Everyone wants to get a good ranking!"
Rejected by Song Yuyun, the tall and strong but clumsy sports committee member grumbled for a long time, but in the end he couldn't say anything else to persuade her. He could only watch Song Yuyun being led to the infirmary by Chen Jing and another female classmate, and his outstretched hand was not held by anyone.
Standing there in a desolate manner, the back of the sports committee member was filled with bleakness. An autumn wind blew up, blowing up his sportswear. In the rustling autumn wind, he looked even more desolate, which was really pitiful.
"The 3,000-meter long-distance race for the first-grade men is about to begin. Please go to the starting point as soon as possible to prepare for the competition!" At this moment, a clear, clear and soft voice came from the broadcast on the flag-raising platform in the playground, "The 3,000-meter long-distance race for the first-grade men is about to begin. Please go to the starting point as soon as possible to take your place."
Xuan Yuan tilted his head and looked at the starting point on the rubber track. He saw that the students who had already participated in the competition had gathered there in a scattered manner, and the sports teacher in charge of shooting was also in place, so he turned around and walked towards the starting point on the rubber track.
Yan Ze caught up with him and said to Xuan Yuan, "Don't run too fast at the beginning. You need to save your energy and sprint in the later stage. After all, it's 3,000 meters!" After a pause, he added, "It doesn't matter if you can't finish the race. Our class doesn't need a few points in the 3,000-meter race." Although Yan Ze probably guessed that Lu Chenxi was not a weak scholar, it was really hard to think that he had good physical strength by looking at his face and figure, so Yan Ze, who looked at his face (wrong), couldn't help but tell Xuan Yuan that it was okay even if he couldn't finish the race. Raising his long eyebrows, a hint of smile flashed across Xuanyuan's eyes, and he said with interest: "You look down on me too much. It's just 3,000 meters. Do you think I can't run it? I don't think I'm that useless."
Yan Ze pursed his lips and snorted: "Don't brag now, wait until you finish running." After glancing at Xuanyuan, Yan Ze still insisted on his own opinion, "You look very thin and weak, okay, and being good at fighting doesn't mean you have good endurance."
"That's because you haven't seen me fat before." Xuan Yuan replied casually, stretched out his long legs, and quickly arrived at the starting point.
The starting point has been painted with white lime on the orange rubber track. The participating students are moving their hands and feet on the grass beside the track, making final preparations. However, it can be seen that some of the participating students have earth-colored faces and are full of unwillingness. It is probably because there is no one in the class to participate and they were roped in to make up the number.
boom!
With the sound of a gunshot, the twenty-four participating students on the track immediately ran out. Xuan Yuan started slowly, looking particularly calm and composed among the students who were rushing forward with all their strength. Not playing a game, but walking, with a calmness and calmness like a leisurely stroll.
Slowly running to the inner circle, Xuan Yuan was already at the end. However, he was not in a hurry and still ran slowly. His breathing was gentle, his face was calm, and there was not even a hint of blush from strenuous exercise.
However, although he fell to the end, he was actually not much behind the second to last one. He was just hanging on his tail leisurely. This made everyone see that he had no intention at all.
"Come on!" "Come on! Lu Chenxi, come on!!"
The cheers of Class 2 students rang out from the rubber track, and the clear and sweet female voices combined almost drowned out the cheers of other classes on the playground - it was not because of the strong fighting ability of the female students in Class 2, but because of the competition. At the beginning, there were not many classmates cheering.
"Hey, why don't you run so leisurely!" Yan Ze caught up with him from the inner circle of the track. He glanced at Xuan Yuan, who was moving as slowly as if he was walking, and couldn't help but feel a little speechless, "You don't look like that. It’s more like running than walking.”
Although he was running, Xuan Yuan, who was still breathing calmly, replied in a calm tone: "Didn't you say not to run too fast at the beginning, but to save energy to sprint later? I am running according to the method you taught me."
Yan Ze choked for a moment, and couldn't help but angrily said in a slightly annoyed tone: "Then I didn't let you run so leisurely! Can you not misinterpret my kind reminder like this?"
Facing Yan Ze who was furious again, Xuan Yuan raised his eyebrows, nodded with a rare good temper, and sighed: "Okay, classmate Yan, as a person who cares about classmates, I will meet your request." Really. I am particularly friendly to my classmates.
However, Yan Ze, who was loved by Xuan Yuan, didn't feel that there was any friendship anymore, and - "Don't call me classmate Yan!" He couldn't help but roared, and the loud voice rang out on the wide green grass, and couldn't help but attract people on the playground. The other students stared in shock.
After making Yan Ze jump in anger, Xuan Yuan sped up, his long-legged steps became longer and more frequent, and he soon surpassed all the participating students in front and ran to the first place. 1. At this time, his breathing was still steady, and he looked relaxed and relaxed.
In a three-thousand-meter race like this, Xuanyuan's participation is completely bullying other runners. Even if it is not Xuanyuan but the real Lu Chenxi who is competing at this time, it will be easy to win first place. After all, Lu Chenxi has this body He has been washed away by the power of living things many times. His vitality and strong body are beyond the reach of many people.
The first day of the sports meeting ended uneventfully. Xuan Yuan naturally won the first place in the 3,000 meters for high school boys, and Yan Ze also won the first place in the 1,500 meters. This kind of sports meeting event was very important to Yan Ze. It's nothing, after all, who can fight doesn't have two brushes in his hand.
"I said you won't finish all your vacation homework, right?" After returning to the classroom after the sports day, Yan Ze saw Xuan Yuan stuffing the exercise book into the desk. Obviously he didn't intend to take these homework home, and couldn't help it. Asked.
But he saw that when there was no competition, this guy was sitting in the stands with his head buried in his head and writing homework at a fast speed. This is called concentration, but he is not paying attention to what is going on outside the window.
"There are still some things that I haven't done yet, and I should be able to finish them tomorrow." Xuan Yuan replied casually, "There are too many homeworks, I don't want to take them home, troublesome. I happen to have a lot of free time at the sports meeting, so I might as well take advantage of this time to do it." This is called killing two birds with one stone. Anyway, he doesn't think the sports meeting is interesting, so he just has time to solve his homework.
Seeing Yan Ze curling his lips indifferently and seeing him carrying a light and empty schoolbag ready to go home, Xuan Yuan thought for a moment and invited him: "Yan Ze, why don't you come to my house for dinner?"
"Ah?" Yan Ze turned around and looked at Xuan Yuan in surprise. The expression on his face was a bit unnatural, but there seemed to be a trace of inexplicable expectation deep in his eyes. He asked with a slight stutter, "Fuck, fuck." Why did you suddenly invite me to your home?"
Glancing at Yan Ze who seemed a little at a loss, Xuan Yuan smiled: "To thank you for inviting me to dinner last time, my parents invited you to our home."