Senior Sister Salt Department is only sweet to me

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In this way, isn't the person waiting for her at the finish line the senior sister?

Shen Muyang has already taken her place on the runway, watching the movement over there, thinking happily.

"Get ready~" The male teacher's hand holding the gun had already been raised above his head, Shen Muyang looked at the front with a serious face, and was ready for battle.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, Shen Muyang was frightened, her mind was still buzzing, the opponent beside her had already rushed out, she quickly followed him, and fell behind him on the starting line.

It's okay, the important thing is to participate, anyway, she didn't intend to get the ranking.

There is no girl in this project class who is willing to apply, which is why, when she applied to the sports committee, even though the other party knew very well that her physical fitness could only be used as a running companion, she readily and happily agreed. Think of her as the savior who came to save the situation.

The start was too fast, and she soon began to pant, and it was only half a lap before she entered the audience area.

"Come on, Xiao Yang!"

"Xiao Yang rushes!"

Zhu Yu and Guan Moran shouted at the edge of the audience area, and followed for a short distance until the boundary between the audience area and the runway was separated by the passage, and they were forced to stop at the corner of the playground.

Her steps became heavier and her breath became heavier and heavier, and Shen Muyang could hear her own heartbeat. She had already been left far behind the main force.

After one and a half laps, Zhu Yu and Guan Moran continued to refuel and accompany them for another round, and only the last 200 meters were left.

This section is a straight road, and she can already see the girl at the end who is holding a booklet with one arm and taking notes with a pen.

The sweat on her forehead was stopped at the brows, and she made a detour, dripping down her cheeks, but luckily it didn't get lost in her eyes, and she couldn't even raise her hand to rub it.

All the players have reached the finish line.

Meng Han wrote the time behind each name, only the last one remained, and she looked up.

In fact, there is no need for timing anymore.

That girl, too slow.

But she is still holding on.

I don't know how to persevere, this is not a regular game, can there be sportsmanship?

Besides, she doesn't look like a person who does this.

Meng Han's brows gradually froze. Looking at the laborious and slow figure, the fingers that were already hanging down holding the pen were unconsciously exerting force, and the knuckles were faintly white.

Step by step, Shen Muyang still reached the finish line.

She was panting heavily, her hands and feet were limp, and two seconds after reaching the finish line, everything in her field of vision turned from white to orange, just like when the sun was setting, the sunset glow covered everything with a layer of orange huáng, and then, her eyelids drooped.

His eyes went dark and he passed out.

"!!!!" Meng Han.

Seeing the strange paleness on the girl's face, she was already alarmed, and walked over directly, and then saw the girl swaying twice, and then she didn't catch up with the speed of the [-]-meter sprint. Then a little bit, watching the girl fall down in front of her.

Distressed.

It hurts like throbbing.

It's not that kind of emotional, but concrete to physical, as if the heart is about to be crushed, making people tremble with pain.

Knowing that she seems to have endured countless times, but she is 100% sure that this is a strange feeling that has never happened once.

Although Meng Han felt uncomfortable, he didn't care about other things, so he quickly picked up the girl and shook it, "Wake up!"

no response.

"Xiao Meng!" The male teacher shouted anxiously not far away.

"I'll take her to the infirmary." Meng Han turned his head and reported loudly to the teacher, then decisively pulled the girl's arm around the back of his neck, passed his arms through her back and under her knees, and hugged her horizontally.

Shen Muyang felt that he just lost consciousness for such a short moment, but when he opened his eyes again, the collar of the red and white school uniform was shaking, and the black hair and the white collarbone hidden behind it were full of breath. Cold and sweet with a milky taste.

"Sister." She whispered.

"It's almost there." Meng Hanhan's voice was a little more impersonal than before.

Shen Muyang shut up obediently.

It's not that she was frightened by the girl's indifference, but that she was too uncomfortable at the moment, she was sweating, and she felt nauseous. She was worried that if she said something more, she would vomit it out. The girl froze into a popsicle, and was about to be crushed into ice slag.

"Hypoglycemia." The female doctor in the infirmary looked at it and came to a conclusion, and then covered the girl's left knee with alcohol cotton with tweezers, cleaning up the fine sand and gravel.

"Woo~" Almost immediately, the girl whimpered and dodged slightly, but the doctor skillfully grabbed her calf firmly and couldn't move.

Meng Han's heart trembled at her soft whirring, and then he let out a long breath of relief.

Two seconds later, Meng Han turned around and disappeared at the door of the infirmary in a few steps.

Shen Muyang has neither the right nor the guts to call her to stop. The doctor finished treating her wound and began to wrap the gauze. She sobbed softly as she endured the pain, clutching the pad under her leg in her hand, which was wrapped around her waist all the way just now. One sleeve of the red and white coat that covered her torn skirt.

Shen Muyang was very moved and a little sour, her heart was empty, and she muttered inwardly with a little reluctance, she was sent to the infirmary, she was so caring, so why did she leave in such a hurry, like hiding from the plague.

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