After I was marked by a rival

The side of the track was still crowded with people, and those who had run through the preliminaries with Wei Tong had already felt the fear of being dominated by him.

"Wei Tong!" Fan Tiancheng didn't know what to do, and called him on the track next door, "How many seconds do you average for 100 meters?"

"If you're a man, don't count seconds," Wei Tong squatted down and tightened his shoelaces, "You'll know how far I surpass you."

"Damn..." Fan Tiancheng was shocked by his arrogant tone, and gave a thumbs up, "Bull!"

"Didn't you ask me to ask who was in the same class as Wei Tong in Ninth Middle School last time?" Jiang Ran said next to Dou Zhiyuan, "I went to find that person specifically and asked him if Wei Tong had participated in the high school sports meeting. Guess what he said?"

Dou Zhiyuan didn't answer, but turned to look at him.

Jiang Ran paused, and then said: "In the 4x100-meter relay, Wei Tong's class lagged behind the other classes by a large margin. He ran the last leg and surpassed No.2 by himself. Do you think it's amazing?"

Dou Zhiyuan smiled lightly.

"Most of the people in the first year of high school have differentiated. He just differentiated late. After all, he is not an Alpha." Jiang Ran thought for a while, and said to Dou Zhiyuan, "I think he is quite similar to your father."

After finishing speaking, he added: "It's not that kind of resemblance, you know what I mean, it's the physical fitness and combat power of an Omega... Hey, why are you talking about this?" "I was wrong."

"I understand what you mean," Dou Zhiyuan nodded, "but I don't think so."

He looks towards the playground.

Wei Tong is Wei Tong, they are different.

The 100-meter final ended quickly, Wei Tong had already crossed the finish line before Fan Tiancheng recovered.

"Break the record!"

The physical education teacher pinched the stopwatch, his voice cracked with excitement, "It's been three years, and finally someone broke the record again!"

"It's over..." The people in Class 4 wailed beside him, "Our class is in danger, let's see if Wei Tong has any other projects?"

"Don't ask, he competes in the 200m and 4x100m."

"Crap, where can I buy 'Cheerleading' clothes, free shipping?"

Dou Zhiyuan smiled, handed Wei Tong the water bottle in his hand, and walked to the rest area with him.

Jiang Ran went to replenish supplies for their class. As soon as Wei Tong sat down in the stands, he heard the radio say: "Congratulations to Wei Tong from Class 3 (100) for breaking the [-]-meter individual record for boys in the [-]nd year of our school. Miracles are often created only in one day." Moments, athletes, keep going..."

Wei Tong yawned and said, "This manuscript is a bit rigid..."

"There are quite a lot of requests." Dou Zhiyuan laughed.

"Come on, broadcast a broadcast to my brother..." Wei Tong leaned back in the chair, with one arm resting on the back of his head, and hooked his fingers at him.

"Is it itchy?" Dou Zhiyuan said lightly.

"Voice and emotion," Wei Tong emphasized with closed eyes, "I'm listening."

Dou Zhiyuan walked over, the stands were in the shape of steps, and his position was one step above Wei Tong's. When he lowered his head slightly, he could see the shadow of Wei Tong's long eyelashes covering the lower eyelids.

"Congratulations to Wei Tong from Class 3 (100)..." Dou Zhiyuan said slowly, "Breaking our school's [-]-meter men's individual record..."

"Squad leader!"

Bao Ning went to the rostrum to deliver the newsletter that he had just written. As soon as he came up, he saw Dou Zhiyuan and Wei Tong sitting back and forth. Dou Zhiyuan lowered his head and Wei Tong raised his face. The two were quite close.

No matter how weird this picture looks...

Bao Ning suddenly forgot what he was going to say just now.

Dou Zhiyuan turned his head and glanced at him.

Bao Ning quickly covered his eyes and said: "I, I, I... I didn't see anything!" After speaking, he stood at attention, turned around, and returned to his seat without squinting to continue writing the newsletter.

Just a short while ago, Wei Tong had already fallen asleep. The sunlight hit his short brown hair and face, which seemed a bit harsh, and he frowned slightly.

Dou Zhiyuan slightly raised his hand and placed his palm lightly on his forehead.

Wei Tong then slowly loosened his brows.

**

In the afternoon, after Wei Tong finished the 200-meter preliminaries, he heard that the men's 3000-meter inspection had started, so he walked over and saw several girls running towards the track surrounded by each other.

"Hurry up! God Dou is going to run, so handsome! I want to admire the heroic appearance of the male god!"

"I heard that he also ran 3000 meters last semester, surpassing No.2 by a full lap!"

"One lap is nothing, this year I want to see him do two laps!"

"Ahhh! Mother Dou is here!"

"..." Wei Tong watched silently as a group of girls passed by.

The playground was as crowded as a sprint race, most of them came to see Dou Zhiyuan, making it look like his solo competition.

"Hey..." Fan Tiancheng stood next to Wei Tong and said, "Our class lost this time, so I plan to lie flat and be ridiculed."

Wei Tong turned his head: "Who is in your class for the 3000-meter race?"

"Yuan Lin..." Fan Tiancheng sighed, "It can't be done, he was suppressed by Dou Zhiyuan last semester, so it's over."

Wei Tong thought for a while, then smiled and said, "It's okay, the important thing is to participate."

Fan Tiancheng: "...Damn."

Jiang Ran's long-distance running was not as good as Dou Zhiyuan's. He just came to collect the number of people. After the gunshot, he fell behind to save his energy. Dou Zhiyuan rode the distance and distanced himself from the people behind him from the beginning.

"I'll go! Is the monitor so fast?"

Bao Ning, who had been sitting in the rest area, also came.

At this time, a broadcast sounded on the playground: "To Dou Zhiyuan on the 3000-meter runway, cheers for the race, today is your shining moment, and I shout for you..."

Wei Tong looked back at Bao Ning: "Did you write the newsletter?"

Bao Ning was stunned for a moment: "No, my newsletters are all written directly to the sophomore (3) class, and I never name names."

"Is there anyone else writing manuscripts in our class?"

"Student committee, but he's not here this afternoon, he's doing homework in the classroom..."

Wei Tong squinted his eyes and looked back at the rostrum. If he remembered correctly, the voice belonged to Yu Roujin.

"Ah..." There was a burst of exclamation from the side of the playground.

Yuan Lin rushed out from the crowd, and gradually distanced himself from No.3, but Dou Zhiyuan had already left him half a circle, and it was still difficult for him to catch up.

Dou Zhiyuan went to the other half of the playground, many people ran over, Wei Tong also walked slowly behind, the people next to him were shouting for Dou Zhiyuan to come on, Wei Tong followed the flow of people to the side of the track, saw Dou Zhiyuan He happened to run past him and shouted, "Dou Zhiyuan, run! Yuan Lin is right in front of you!"

Yuan Lin, who was half a circle behind Dou Zhiyuan: "..."

Dou Zhiyuan glanced at him, and slowly started to speed up.

The shouts outside the arena sounded again, and when Yuan Lin ran past Wei Tong again, Wei Tong only felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him.

Dou Zhiyuan surpassed Yuan Lin again!

"Ahhh!"

Now there is almost only the competition between No.2 and No.3. No.1 has no suspense. Wei Tong ran to the finish line and waited for Dou Zhiyuan to go around the curve.

The short-haired boy came from not far away, his eyes were dark and bright, and after so many rounds of the playground, the expression on his face didn't even change, only the faint sweat on his forehead gleamed in the sun.

"Dou Zhiyuan!" Wei Tong made a trumpet shape with his hand and put it on his mouth and shouted, "There is still 100 meters left to sprint! Come on!"

Dou Zhiyuan accelerated rapidly and crossed the finish line in an instant.

The students from Class 3 watching the competition immediately came up to greet him. Some congratulated Dou Zhiyuan, and some were busy taking pictures of him. There was a lot of noise around, but Dou Zhiyuan only saw Wei Tong standing in the crowd.

"I didn't embarrass you, 'idou'." Dou Zhiyuan licked the corner of his mouth at him.

Wei Tong smiled, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt that the back of his head was poked by him, and then his whole body was suddenly grabbed, pressed onto the other's chest, and rubbed his head.

The overwhelming smell of pheromones came, together with a faint smell of sweat, which made Wei Tong dizzy for a while, but he didn't hate it, and even felt a little satisfied in his heart.

"Ahhh..." Until Jiang Ran also rushed to the finish line, he rushed forward and hit Dou Zhiyuan's back, causing both of them to stagger forward.

"Our class is about to win!" Jiang Ran said happily, "Wearethechampions! This feeling is so cool!"

Dou Zhiyuan looked at Wei Tong, the two of them looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.

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