planetary deflection

Jiang Jing's mother loves Dafa's boiled sugar water. I don't know what is put in the sugar water. Xiang Zhiyuan is not very comfortable after eating it all night. She resolutely refuses to eat her love breakfast the next morning. After parking the car, there is a breakfast stall at the entrance of the alley. Eat breakfast.

He bought fried dough sticks, soy milk and a pancake, and sat on a small bench to eat slowly.Anyway, it was still early, and he was not in a hurry. The old lady who set up the stall probably liked him, and gave him a pumpkin pie for him to taste.

"It's all homemade, and good oil is used for frying. You can eat it." Grandma smiled at him.

Xiang Zhiyuan didn't refuse, took the pumpkin pie on his own plate, and smiled back: "Okay, thank you."

The taste of the pumpkin pie was really good. He took two bites and was thinking that he could eat it again next time when he saw Yuan Xu, who was carrying a schoolbag, came out of the alley where he came. Walk towards the school gate.

Xiang Zhiyuan came to school half an hour earlier just for this chance encounter, how could he just leave like that, and quickly called him: "Yuan Xu!"

Yuan Xu stopped and turned to look at him.

"Morning." He nodded expressionlessly.

"Have you had breakfast?" Xiang Zhiyuan shook the fried dough sticks with chopsticks at him, "It tastes pretty good, grandma's cooking skills are better than my mother's."

He originally wanted to say that he was better than my aunt, but he didn't say it because he was afraid that Yuan Xu would think he was Versailles like Deng Yue, so he changed his words and became better than his mother.

Yuan Xu stood there and looked at the figure of the old woman frying fried dough sticks for two seconds, but she didn't refuse: "...OK."

He ordered soy milk and fried dough sticks, sat down opposite Xiang Zhiyuan, and ate slowly, as if he wasn't eating fried dough sticks at a small stall on the side of the road, his fingers didn't even get a little greasy.

"What a handsome boy," the old grandma was even more satisfied with him, and brought another pumpkin pie, and said kindly, "Tell grandma when you come back after it's delicious."

"Thank you grandma."

Yuan Xu accepted the pumpkin pie obediently, and did not refuse like Xiang Zhiyuan, but after taking it, she avoided the grandmother and asked Xiang Zhiyuan in a low voice: "Did you pay for it?"

"No, I'm going to pay after eating." Xiang Zhiyuan looked innocent.

Yuan Xu took out his mobile phone and quickly transferred money to him: "I'll pay you two yuan later, and it will be mine."

"Okay."

Xiang Zhiyuan agreed without blinking an eye.

He finished eating the food on the plate, collected the plastic bag covering it, consciously threw it into the trash can next to it, and then returned it to the old grandma.He didn't leave after paying, just sat in the original position and watched Yuan Xu eat, and at the same time, he didn't forget to get close: "Hey, next month's school sports meeting, have you applied for any events? Our class has been shouting for the past two days to start practicing."

"Reported." Yuan Xu said without raising his head, while chewing on the pumpkin pie.

His hair is black and soft, and the curls on the top of his head look very obedient when he lowers his head. Xiang Zhiyuan stared at it for a while before remembering to ask: "I quoted 1500, how about you?"

Originally, I thought about what to say next, so I said "I have time to watch your game", but Yuan Xu still didn't raise his head, and said very calmly, "Me too."

Xiang Zhiyuan: "..."

"What's wrong?" Yuan Xu finally finished eating the pumpkin pie his grandma gave him, and looked up at him.

"It's nothing, let's work hard together." Xiang Zhiyuan said helplessly.

Before the morning reading started, Deng Yue laughed happily when he heard Xiang Zhiyuan tell the tragic story of this morning.

"You're still laughing, it's all your fault." Xiang Zhiyuan slapped him in the face with a math exercise book angrily.

"How do I know that he will report 1500 for his small arms and legs...Take care of me, blame me for not being considerate." Deng Yue was photographed by him so that he had nowhere to hide in his seat and could only run away with his head in his arms. "I originally wanted you to perform well, but who would have thought that the project would crash?"

In fact, he can't be completely blamed for this matter. After all, Xiang Zhiyuan himself didn't expect Yuan Xu to sign up for the 1500-meter run. The crash was purely accidental, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.

Deng Yue hid under the table, thinking that Xiang Zhiyuan was about to beat him up: "Then what should we do, you two are in the same project, and no one can see the other, so now we can only use the after-school training to get closer ?”

Xiang Zhiyuan was speechless, rolled his eyes secretly, and said, "I just told Lao Liang that I would not participate in the training camp."

Lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot, he didn't know what to say.I can't go back and tell Lao Liang that he wants to practice again, that would be so embarrassing.

"That's over," Deng Yue said, remembering what was wrong again, and looked up at him, "No, why can't you stop the training camp?"

"Of course it's because I'm excellent." Xiang Zhiyuan sat back in his seat angrily, "Okay, it's time for the grade director to come to visit the morning reading, are you playing monkey here to be seen by her?"

Deng Yue paused for a section of morning reading, during which time he thought of a good way.

"It's okay if you don't practice. Go and work as a supervisor for Lao Liang. Isn't he going to accompany the school team to participate in the city's competition recently? I'm afraid he needs someone to help him with free labor."

"Old Liang may want me to join the school team." Xiang Zhiyuan shook his head, "If there is another way, I really don't want to talk to him much."

In fact, since he didn't want to go and he wouldn't be persuaded, it was actually the best not to have too much interaction with Lao Liang.

But now there is no other way, he skipped the training in order to find a way to get closer to Yuan Xu, and now Yuan Xu also wants to train, so he should follow along.

"How about it? I have a good idea." Seeing that he didn't object, Deng Yue said a little proudly.

"There is no way, what is a good idea?"

"That's more or less a way, otherwise how would you approach him?"

"What, who does Xiang Zhiyuan want to get close to?" The students at the front table were startled by the movement of the two of them, and came over to listen gossipingly, "It's just the beginning of school, who are you interested in, is it He Wanqing from the class next door or which senior?"

"...Neither of them." Xiang Zhiyuan patted his head with the workbook, "Read yours honestly, the director is coming."

As soon as they finished speaking, they saw the grade director turning around from the stairs, just passing by their class, and took a look inside.

Xiang Zhiyuan flipped through the English weekly newspaper pretendingly, but didn't read it aloud, just put on a show.After the director left, he put down the newspaper and turned his head to give Deng Yue a warning look.

Deng Yue received his signal "don't speak out" and raised his hands in surrender.

"Are you coming again? Didn't you say that you don't have time and don't want to practice?"

Lao Liang was particularly confused by Xiang Zhiyuan's capriciousness.

"Uh, just pretend that I suddenly have time." Xiang Zhiyuan really couldn't think of any good reason to explain why he suddenly repented, so he had to prevaricate, "Aren't you busy recently? I asked Tong Xiaojun, he Said that you may not have time to bring it, then I will help you watch them practice."

Tong Xiaojun is the sports committee member of their class, and he was indeed the one who told Xiang Zhiyuan. He didn't lie to Lao Liang about this, but even if Lao Liang didn't have eyes, he could tell that he had a ghost in his heart. After thinking about it, he said: "Then you can watch it if you want. Those in your class won't know how to run after seeing it. If you have time, you can teach me a few more words."

"I can't run either." Xiang Zhiyuan looked innocent, "Amateur, running around, I don't know how to teach."

"Then do you want me to teach you?" Old Liang looked at him kindly.

"No, no, I'll go see Deng Yue."

Guessing that his next sentence might allow him to join the school team, Xiang Zhiyuan ran away with oil on his feet.

With his supervising style, other people in the class who reported the project gathered around to ask, and Xiang Zhiyuan briefly explained the ins and outs of his use of grades to conquer Lao Liang from training, and then said: "You run, there are You can ask me if there is anything wrong with it.”

"There are so many things that can't be handled well," Chen Yaoyao, who had applied for the women's 200-meter race, said flatly, "I can't run, I'm just trying to catch ducks to the shelves."

"Don't worry, as far as I know, there are not many girls who can run except special students, and the head teacher also said that as long as you can run steadily, you don't need grades." Tong Xiaojun comforted her.

Chen Yaoyao nodded with concern, but her eyes didn't look at him, she kept on looking at Xiang Zhiyuan who was talking to Deng Yue, hesitated for a moment, then called him again: "Xiang Zhiyuan, can you teach me how to breathe?" Is it? I ran 800 in the physical test before, and from the middle to the end, I was always out of breath."

"You have to adjust your breathing rhythm. If you open your breath, you will soon lose your breath."

Xiang Zhiyuan taught a few words casually, and looked absently at the other side of the playground, until he saw the iconic tall man of a group of sports committee leading people down from there, he put his heart in his stomach, and told Deng Yue After saying a word, he ran to class one.

Chen Yaoyao wanted to say something else, but Deng Yue immediately said with insight: "Old Liang is watching, we don't need to run, Brother Biyuan, let's start warming up."

Not paying attention to the movement behind him, Xiang Zhiyuan ran to the place, and first waved to the tall man: "Old Jin!"

The first class of sports committee was his former classmate, surnamed Jin, because the height exceeded 1.9 meters in the third year of junior high school, and he was relatively mature. I don't know who started it first, and gradually called Lao Jin.Xiang Zhiyuan had a good relationship with him, so Lao Jin came over without thinking much, greeted him, and asked, "Why, you've got the hang of it and want to contribute to the class? I've never seen you so active for the school sports meeting before. Prepared."

"I'm not ready, I won't run." Xiang Zhiyuan was talking to him, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the team of Class [-], saw Yuan Xu standing at the back, smiled, and said to Lao Jin, "I'm here. If you work as a supervisor for Lao Liang, you should also practice hard."

Lao Jin had a ghostly expression on his face: "You? Supervisor?"

"no?"

"I'm going, you guy who used to miss gym class, when did you hug the gym teacher's thigh?" Lao Jin pushed him, but he didn't doubt whether it was true or not. After asking clearly, he turned around and talked to his classmates The dozen or so classmates spoke briefly, and then walked to the side with Xiang Zhiyuan, warming up in name, but chatting in reality.

"I'm lazy. Old Liang might want me to join the school team. If I don't want to go, I can do some work for him." Xiang Zhiyuan half-truthfully explained.

The sportswear of No. 1.8 Middle School is black and white, which is clean and refreshing. It is designed to suit students of all shapes and sizes. The summer jacket is still a polo shirt style, which is not a category that ordinary people can control.Xiang Zhiyuan is not as exaggerated as Lao Jin. During the physical examination of the high school entrance examination, he could pass the 1.8-meter hurdle. Now he is [-] meters long, and his legs are still growing, so the clothes are not too slow to wear on him. On the contrary, it was refreshing and a little hateful.

He helped Lao Jin stretch his legs, and he jumped a few times casually, then took the stopwatch given by Lao Liang out of his pocket, and urged Lao Jin to divide the territory.

"The second class seems to have gone to the old playground. The new playground belongs to our two classes. You can talk to our sports committee, or you can just run together." Xiang Zhiyuan called Tong Xiaojun back and asked the two of them to figure out a way and stand by themselves. He didn't move at the same place, first he politely smiled at a group of top students who looked weak at first glance, and finally waved to him when Yuan Xu, who was at the end and was looking at something, finally raised his eyes and looked in front of him.

The author says:

I went out on the weekend, this is a temporary saved manuscript, please take a look at it, if there are bugs, wait for me to come back and see it before making changes =3=