Small snail

On the day of the sports meeting, the weather was not beautiful, and it began to drizzle early in the morning.Fortunately, the rain didn't last long and stopped soon, but the sky was still cloudy.

The viewing seats are concrete stone steps for rest, which have been soaked by the rain.Then I saw the various classes come out with the sound of the radio, and everyone still held a few newspapers in their hands, which were to be spread on the floor in a while, and there was no way to sit without the spread.

Each class designed some silly-sounding entrance slogans to pass from the rostrum.The slogan of the third year of high school is relatively easy. Except for class one, the other classes are very unified "Class X of the third year of high school, extraordinary (class)".

It's a pity that Class One has changed the head teacher now, otherwise I can appreciate Liu Ying's black face again.

After the entrance ceremony, there will be a radio gymnastics competition.

If you want to say which grade has the best radio operation, of course it is the freshmen in the first year of high school. After finishing the action, you need to wait for the music in almost every section.

Everyone thinks that I have already slowed down, why is it still fast?

After the broadcasting exercise competition, each class found its own position, and the sports committee began to issue number plates to the athletes.

Although everyone told Wen Qi that he could abstain if he couldn't come, but because he had already signed up, even if Wen Qi really didn't want to participate, he still had a number plate.

"Are you cold?" Wen Qi sat next to Xiao Cheng, and couldn't help looking at him.

Xiao Cheng was wearing an apparently small school uniform jacket.It was the coat that Wen Qi returned to him, and there was inevitably a little care in it. What he returned was not Xiao Cheng's, but his own.

In fact, it is easy to see, after all, Wen Qi's school uniform is smaller than Xiao Cheng's, and it is still new.However, when Xiao Cheng took the coat and put it on, he didn't say much, and didn't care.

Xiao Cheng didn't mention it, and Wen Qi of course pretended nothing happened.

"Are you cold?"

Unconsciously, it has entered November, and the weather is indeed slowly turning cold. In addition, the weather is cloudy today, and it is indeed colder than the previous two days.

Wen Qi shook his head, "I'm not cold, but I'm afraid you will be cold."

Xiao Cheng was still wearing a short sleeve inside, and although he was wearing a school uniform outside, it was obvious that this unfit school uniform even had short sleeves.

Jiang Jizhou came out of nowhere, "Brother Cheng is not afraid of the cold, a school uniform jacket can survive the winter, you might as well care about me at your table, I am a bit cold."

As soon as Jiang Jizhou appeared and spoke, all the atmosphere was destroyed.

Wen Qi pouted, who cares if you are cold or not.

The first event of the sports meeting is the 100-meter sprint.

Probably because of the rain in the morning, the runway was a bit slippery. Unfortunately, this sports meeting did not start well, and some players in the first group fell.The school runway is a plastic runway, if you fall hard, it will be very serious.

Seeing someone fall, the head teacher repeatedly told everyone to be careful, the grades are not important.

Liu Feng is also a person in charge of the sports committee. Whenever there are students in the class participating in the project, he will seriously follow the example of the head teacher and give instructions.Perhaps it was because of the effect of repeated exhortations, and there was no accident in the seventh class.

But soon, it was broken by Liu Feng himself.

In addition to participating in two long-distance running, Liu Feng also participated in the high jump.As a result, he fell on the high jump.Liu Feng used the back jumping style. It may be that his movements were not standardized. He didn't jump over the pole, and he twisted his waist. He was lying on the ground for a long time and couldn't get up.

Later, the classmate carefully supported him, and he stood up a little bit stiffly. It’s good that he can still stand up, but the injury to his waist is still serious. Liu Feng supported his waist and walked from the high jump venue to the stands. , I feel that if I take a step, my waist will hurt.

The homeroom teacher was shocked when he knew that Liu Feng was injured, so he didn't let him be brave, and asked two classmates to help him to the infirmary.

At noon, the sky finally cleared.

Xiao Cheng and Wen Qi went to eat outside the school and found a Sichuan restaurant.Of course, it couldn't be just the two of them, Jiang Jizhou and Song Ju followed, and Song Ju's younger brother Song Zhi, the fat man, was also included.

It was Wen Qi's decision to go to the Sichuan restaurant.According to what he said, he suddenly wanted to eat something with a strong taste.

"Didn't Chen Xu say to have lunch with us at noon?" Jiang Jizhou usually got along well with Chen Xu, but when he arrived at the Sichuan restaurant, he suddenly remembered this matter.

Song Ju rolled his eyes. By the time you think of him, he would have starved to death. "He accompanied Liu Feng to the hospital."

After Liu Feng's injury was checked in the school infirmary, the school doctor advised him to go to the hospital for an examination as soon as possible, just in case.

"Oh..." Jiang Jizhou looked at Xiao Cheng and Wen Qi together and didn't know what they were talking about, anyway, he looked like he couldn't get in the conversation, so he turned his head and took aim at Song Zhi, "Oh, Little fat man, how do I see that you have gained weight again, you must be two hundred catties."

Song Zhi secretly squeezed the flesh on his stomach, "W-how can I... I've lost weight recently."

Jiang Jizhou smiled, "Losing weight? Are you getting fatter as you lose weight?"

"... Are you really fat?" In fact, he is often ridiculed for being fat. Song Zhi still feels uncomfortable if he doesn't say it, especially because he has a twin brother with a perfect body. looked at him incredulously.

He has a greedy mouth and especially loves sweets. Every time he is ridiculed by others, he always makes up his mind to lose weight when he returns home, but he can't hold on for two days no matter what.Especially every time Song Ju saw that he wanted to eat but was holding back, he would open his mouth to persuade him to eat as much as he wanted. Song Zhi was persuaded by his brother, and immediately forgot about losing weight.

Five of them ordered five dishes, including a large portion of boiled fish, which was definitely enough to eat.

But Jiang Jizhou is used to laughing at the little fat man every time he sees him, "Is it really enough to eat? I don't think so, the little fat man is worth three."

"...I really have less appetite." Song Zhi retorted weakly.

Song Ju gave Jiang Jizhou a white look, "If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb. You can control how much my brother eats. Have you eaten your rice?"

According to Song Yiyi, Jiang Jizhou touched his nose in embarrassment and finally stopped talking.

However, Jiang Jizhou, who was mean-spirited, couldn't stop for a long time. Seeing Song Zhi sticking out his tongue from the heat while still cooking fish and white rice, he said again: "Oh, didn't you mean to lose weight? I ate two big bowls of rice in the blink of an eye, isn't that enough?"

After being told by Jiang Jizhou, Song Zhi looked at the rice in the bowl, then looked at the boiled fish reluctantly, and made an excuse for himself, "I... I'm going to participate in the sports meeting in the afternoon, so I will eat a little more."

"Pfft, are you participating in the sports meeting? Is it discus throwing?" There is no discus in the sports meeting they are studying, and Jiang Jizhou is purely mocking Song Zhilai.

Every time he was laughed at by Jiang Jizhou, even if Song Zhi was stupid before, now he has become sensitive inside, of course he heard, "I'm throwing a shot put."

"Leave him alone," Song Ju picked up chopsticks for Song Zhi and said, "He's so weak that he can't even lift a shot put. He's just jealous of you."

Jiang Jizhou couldn't take it anymore, and slapped the table, "Who is weak? Do you dare to single out?"

Jiang Jizhou's unexpected slap startled Wen Qi. With a shake of his hand, he shook off the piece of fish he had just brought back, and it fell directly onto his pants. He frowned and looked down at his crotch.

Xiao Cheng quickly pulled out a tissue and wiped it for Wen Qi, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "You do it yourself?"

"Oh..." Wen Qi took the tissue in a daze.

Xiao Cheng then looked at Jiang Jizhou, "You have finished eating, others haven't finished eating yet, there is no student appearance in taking pictures of tables in public."

"..." Jiang Jizhou looked at Xiao Cheng in horror, Brother Cheng, are you okay, Brother Cheng, have you eaten something bad?

After talking about Jiang Jizhou, Xiao Cheng turned his head and continued to care about Wen Qi, "How about it, can you erase it?"

Wen Qi shook his head, "But it's okay, and I can't tell."

Because of the sports meeting, the whole set is a school uniform, and the school pants are dark blue.

The sports meeting in the afternoon went smoothly than in the morning.

On the rostrum, the results of each project will be reported in turn. When he heard that Song Zhi won the shot put No.2, Jiang Jizhou was surprised, "Did I get it wrong?"

Of course I heard it right, Song Zhi had already received the certificate and ten yuan as a reward, and excitedly came from his own class to class seven to share the joy with his brother, "I'll buy you a cake after school, this is my first Make your own money once!"

Jiang Jizhou said leisurely: "Are you sure you didn't eat it for yourself in the end?"

Song Zhi was excited now, and didn't want to talk to Jiang Jizhou, so he turned his head and looked at Song Ju with bright eyes.

Song Ju smiled, "Okay, we are half of each other."

Song Zhi nodded hurriedly, "Yeah."

Jiang Jizhou, who was ignored, was bored, "Hey, little fat man, why are you ignoring people?"

Song Zhi curled his lips and ignored you.

"Ju, don't you care about your younger brother?" Jiang Jizhou also called Song Ju.

Song Ju didn't bother to talk to Jiang Jizhou, who couldn't spit out ivory from his dog's mouth.

Jiang Jizhou finally asked Xiao Cheng for help, "Brother Cheng, look..."

In the middle of the sentence, he couldn't continue, Xiao Cheng didn't see him at all.

Xiao Cheng's gaze was fixed on Wen Qi.

At some point, Wen Qi leaned on Xiao Cheng, no matter how fierce and lively the competition was, he didn't watch it at all.

Xiao Cheng finally sensed that something was wrong, "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Qi shook his head, "Maybe I ate too much spicy food at noon, and my stomach feels uncomfortable."

In fact, the stomach is not feeling well. Wen Qi always doesn't like to eat breakfast. He has stomach problems for a long time. After eating such a spicy dish at noon, it is normal to have stomach pains.

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