Bamboo horse fell from the sky

The physical education teacher in Class 1.9 is a tall man of [-] meters, with strong muscles and a strong body.Yu Ran was secretly envious in his heart, and wanted to copy and paste the teacher's muscles onto himself.

"Does your class... have a sports committee member?" Zhao Gaojun asked while flipping through the roster.

The crowd shook their heads.

"Then I'll just choose one at random." Zhao Gaojun raised his head, looked around the group of students, and finally raised his hand and pointed at the black and thin boy in the last row to the right from a distance.

"It's just you."

The boy pointed at himself in shock, and flatteredly responded: "Ah, yes."

After electing the sports committee, Zhao Gaojun put the roster under his arm and announced an exciting news: "You will hold a sports meeting next Thursday..."

"Oh hoo!!!"

When the whole class heard the news, they immediately became overwhelmed. Several people jumped up excitedly, and enthusiastic cheers swayed back and forth throughout the playground several times.

Zhao Gaojun made a gesture of silence: "Listen to me!"

The students fell silent again in an instant, staring at him with wide-eyed eyes.

"I'm handing over the registration form to the sports committee now. Anyone of you who wants to register can go to him to register. One person can register for at most two items, and at least two and at most three students will participate in each item..."

Yu Ran lacked interest in the sports meeting, stood behind the team and said vaguely: "Sports meeting, so boring."

There are not many such activities in Beicheng Middle School, but the students are not very motivated. Most of the students don't like sports very much. They even run the 400 meters in the physical education class reluctantly.

Therefore, when the school held a sports meeting, many students in the class would rather stay in the classroom to write questions than go down and sit under the sun to watch the game.

"Huh? Boring? Is there anything more boring in this world than going to class and taking exams?" Qin Ke, who was standing in front of him, looked back at him in shock, with excitement visible to the naked eye: "That's a sports meeting! The sports meeting is only held once a year!"

Yu Ran obviously underestimated the status of the sports meeting in these people's minds, so he couldn't help being a little curious and asked, "What event are you planning to apply for?"

The expression on Qin Ke's face froze for a moment, and then he said dejectedly: "I can't run fast, I can't jump far, and I don't even shout louder than other girls. Why are you participating..."

Yu Ran shrugged: "It doesn't matter. Signing up means that I am willing to participate and strive to win the prize, but it doesn't mean that I will definitely win the prize. Every competition has the last place. It can't be said that the last place is shameful, right? It's entertainment, not the Olympics."

"But..." Qin Ke was a little hesitant, and his voice became smaller and smaller: "I'm afraid that it will hinder our class."

"Then think about it yourself." Yu Ran didn't like to meddle in other people's affairs, so he let Qin Ke make his own decision.

Qin Ke was silent for a while, and then asked in reverse: "Brother Ran, are you participating?"

It's a pity that Yu Ran is not interested in the sports meeting, he has no sense of collective honor, and has always been insensitive to such things.

He folded his arms, as if he was not interested: "Pure passer-by, don't participate, don't participate. Don't cue."

As soon as the words fell, a cry that implied anger exploded in Yu Ran's ears.

"That boy!"

Yu Ran suddenly raised his head, meeting Zhao Gaojun's slightly angry eyes.

"I've been staring at you for a long time, what are you talking about down there?"

"I--"

"What's your name? I'll sign up for you right now." Zhao Gaojun took out the registration form, "Choose one between eight hundred and three thousand."

"Three thousand?" Yu Ran yelled out in shock, this forced the school sports meeting to have three thousand?

"Are you reporting 3000 meters? Okay, you have backbone." Zhao Gaojun was about to write down Yu Ran's name on the registration form.

"What's your name?"

Yu Ran curled her lips, knowing she couldn't hide, she touched the tip of her nose: "Yu Ran."

"Yu Ran, right—Yu..." Zhao Gaojun suddenly paused, and then a hellish expression appeared on his face.

He suddenly recalled Xiong Bin's persuasive advice during the teacher's meeting of Peiyou class yesterday.

'To treat this top student transferred from other places, our teachers should give full respect and treat his character with an open mind.At the same time, we must also focus on his psychological condition and protect the physical and mental health of the students...'

"No..." Thinking of this, Zhao Gaojun coughed lightly twice, feeling a little uneasy: "I just thought about it, 3000 meters is indeed too difficult for you, or I'll report you a 400 meters."

． ． ． ． ． ．His name seems to work really well.Yu Ran thought silently.

Yu Ran inexplicably escaped, but he still resisted to participate in the sports meeting.

During free activities, Yu Ran sat on a bench not far away, holding an iced can of Coke in his hand, looked into the distance in boredom, and let out a long sigh.

"What are you sighing for?" Shen Chi sat next to him, holding a bottle of ice water in his hand.

Yu Ran raised his eyelids and glanced at him, instead of answering his words, he asked instead: "Have you signed up?"

"Well, yes." Shen Chi shook off the sweat hanging from the tip of his bangs, then raised his head and took a sip of water, the unwiped sweat slipped down his slender neck and soaked into the tightly buttoned neckline.

"What did you report?" Yu Ran's curiosity was about to stir.

Shen Chi tilted his head and stared at him, with a smile flashing across his eyes: "3000 meters."

"Pfft!" Yu Ran took a mouthful of Coca-Cola and said, "Damn it, brother Yong."

Yu Ran knew how deadly the 3000-meter run was. He looked at Shen Chi's tall and thin figure, and patted Shen Chi's arm worriedly.

"Come on, the most important thing is to participate."

"Will you cheer me up then?" Shen Chi looked at him without blinking, his cold eyes full of anticipation.

Yu Ran raised his head and took a sip of Coke, then raised his eyebrows and spread his right hand towards Shen Chi.

"In this way, 50 yuan will cheer you up, 100 yuan will help you pass water and wipe your sweat, and [-] yuan will make you a personal banner to support the audience. You will be the most eye-catching presence on the runway."

Shen Chi laughed out loud, and patted Yu Ran's palm: "Fuck you."

*

After the school announced that it would hold a sports meeting, Yu Ran felt that the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became hotter.

Everyone was secretly looking forward to it, and the topic between classes changed from "what homework did the teacher leave today" to "what project do you want to apply for".

Everyone was very active, and even Qin Ke and Zhuo Xiayang began to talk face to face.

But there is another important process in the sports meeting-the opening ceremony.

The monitor elected by the class was a girl with a high ponytail, her name was Xu Yatang, and she looked very capable. As soon as the task was given, she found Yu Ran and Shen Chi in the break, and wanted them to be responsible for holding the class flag and class badge .

"You two have good looks, outstanding grades, and are quite famous in school. So I just want you to help complete this task, can you?"

She stated the reasons succinctly and with great sincerity.

"Okay." Yu Ran agreed very simply.

It's not a big deal, since a girl has come to invite him specially, he has nothing to refuse.

but famous...

Yu Ran remembered what he said on the rostrum the day he first came.

He touched the tip of his nose guiltily, thinking that black and red are also considered red?

Shen Chi also agreed, he tilted his head and asked Yu Ran: "Are you holding the class card?"

"No, I want to raise the flag."

Yu Ran has a shadow on the class card. He was once hit by an iron class card, and it was swollen for several days. He limped on the road and lost his old face.

"Okay. Listen to him." Shen Chi nodded to Xu Yatang.

"Okay, thank you!" After she finished speaking, she turned around and went to find someone to arrange tasks.

"It's really troublesome to be a class cadre. Fortunately, I haven't participated in it." Yu Ran looked at Xu Yatang's busy back, and secretly rejoiced.

He has never been a class cadre since elementary school. Although he has good grades, he doesn't care about others and has no interest in it.

But Yu Ran remembered that Shen Chi had been a study committee member for several years in elementary school.Contrary to himself, he has always been careful in doing things, never procrastinating, and can properly complete any tasks entrusted to him.

At that time, he liked to lean next to Shen Chi to watch him busy, and when he saw that he was too busy, he would help him, but Shen Chi never let him do many things.

Because he's 80.00% a disservice.

Yu Ran recalled inappropriately in his mind that he had accidentally spilled ink on his homework book, used too much force when handing out homework and threw someone's homework out of the window, or stole Shen Chi's notebook with his name on it to read the results and forgot to return it. The other party had to search for a glorious deed all afternoon.

Thinking about it now that Shen Chi didn't scold him at the time, it was simply because he had a good temper. If it was Yu Ran, he might tear the other party up on the spot.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Shen Chi guiltily, met his gaze, and immediately took it back.