After running with Yang Chen for half a month, Sun Meng didn't feel that his speed had improved much. As a result, they were all fighting now.

Against Zhao Fan on Friday, it was an instant kill.

The class chorus is also in full swing, except for Liu Mengqi occasionally complaining about Li Ziquan's poor singing skills in front of the whole class, the progress is pretty smooth.

At the end of April, Liu Xu withdrew from the campus, and the No. [-] Middle School finally ushered in the long-awaited sports meeting, but the third party could only wait and see from afar.

At the end of the talent show of the first-level department, the sound of gongs and drums sounded, and the singing competition of the second-level department officially started.

The 21 classes came to the stage in order, and class one was naturally the first, making a good start that lived up to expectations.

After all 21 classes had finished singing, the scores came out, and the class was expected to be number one.

It is worth mentioning that after the game, some girls asked for Li Ziquan's name, and when he found out Li Ziquan's name, he smashed his jaw on the ground with joy.

After the principal finished his speech, the 2013 Spring Track and Field Games of No. [-] Middle School of Z City officially started.

In the afternoon of the men's 800m, the students who did not have their turn cheered in the stands.

Sun Meng was not interested in yelling at the top of his voice, and replaced it with staring eyes, which was already a great improvement for him-at least this time people came, and they also applied for the project, and there were two of them.

Sitting in the stands with Yang Chen to bask in the sun all morning, Sun Meng didn't understand the girl holding an umbrella to block the sun.

Indeed, as a star who can't tan, he will never understand those girls' fear of ultraviolet rays.

Before starting the run in the afternoon, Yang Chen gave him two bars of chocolate to replenish his energy, but Sun Meng didn't eat any and stuffed them into his pocket.

He had already been fed by Yang Chen's egg fried rice at noon, and there was no space in his stomach for other things.

The gunshot rang out, and the two rushed out together. Yang Chen had told Sun Meng the strategy for the 800 meters in advance - sprint for the first 100 meters, jog at a constant speed in the middle to maintain physical strength, and then sprint for the last 100 meters.

Sun Meng closely followed Yang Chen's steps, and all those strategies were left behind by him.

He doesn't care about the ranking, the reason why he participated is because he wants to stand by Yang Chen's side, shoulder to shoulder with him.

So if Yang Chen is fast, he will be fast, if Yang Chen is slow, he will be slow, the two go hand in hand, like a shadow.

Although Yang Chen often runs at night, his speed is very fast, but Sun Meng has good physical strength and long legs. With the practice of the previous half month, it is not easy to catch up with him.

At the end of two laps, the two crossed the finish line together and won the top two.

Panting for a while, Yang Chen raised his hand at Sun Meng, and Sun Meng gave him a high-five, and the two looked at each other and smiled. At this time, volunteers brought water.

The 1500m was the last race on the second day, which gave them enough time to rest.

Half an hour before going on stage, Yang Chen stuffed two more pieces into Sun Meng's hand. Sun Meng looked down, this time it was a Snickers bar.

Sun Meng still didn't eat, and put them in his pocket as usual. He is not used to eating before running, and his mouth tends to be sticky.

For the first three laps, the two of them still walked side by side, and even chatted for a while at the beginning. By the fourth lap, it was a bit difficult for Sun Meng to catch up with Yang Chen, but he still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Sensing that his speed was slowing down, Yang Chen put one hand on his back and pushed him forward. At this time, two people overtook them.

Not wanting to hold back, Sun Meng strode forward vigorously to keep up with Yang Chen's speed. At the last 200 meters, Yang Chen softly shouted: "Come on!"

The two of them shot straight to the finish line like arrows from the string, and the students in the first class in the stands also shouted hoarsely, cheering for them.

For the first time, Sun Meng felt that when someone cheered for him, he would really be full of energy. Although he was out of breath, his steps were not so heavy. There were people around him who had promised to go forward together. All that was left to do was to last-ditch.

Sun Meng felt that the world in front of him was trembling, and the voices around him were deafening, but he unconsciously blocked them all, leaving only his heavy breathing in his ears, and one...was Yang Chen's.

The panting voices of the two people overlapped together, tired but inexplicably at ease, just take a few more steps...

A few seconds later, the two crossed the finish line together again.

A few boys from Class [-] were already waiting there. Seeing them coming, they quickly went up to support the two of them. Sun Meng coughed and wanted to lie on the ground, but Yang Chen grabbed him and told him to walk away.

There was only Du Yang in the first class dangling behind, who was slapped by Li Ziquan who was waiting at the side, and immediately bounced like a ball, and finally passed the finish line.

After the next few groups finished running, they rested for an hour, each class lined up, and it was the closing time of the sports meeting.

The first thing to do is naturally to announce the results of the sports meeting. The overall score of the first class is third, and the first in the liberal arts class. Yang Chen and Sun Meng alone won two awards for the first class.

After listening to the speeches from the grade director and the principal, the sports meeting is almost over, there is no evening self-study, followed by the May [-]st and [-]rd holidays, a few boys went to the back of the school to drink a few dozen beers, and then went home happily .

Yang Chen didn't go back, and followed Sun Meng to the house he rented.

Just after running 1500, he felt a little tired after drinking, and felt sleepy, he just wanted to sleep first.

Sun Meng was also in the same state. After returning home, he made an exception and didn't take a shower, and directly fell on the bed with Yang Chen.

Finally being able to lie down, there is nothing more comfortable than this, and the two met Zhou Gong almost as soon as they touched the bed.

The next morning, Yang Chen jumped up from the bed suddenly: "Iron Man! Iron Man! We agreed to see Iron Man! Where's my phone?!"

After finally finding the phone in his pocket, Yang Chen felt a blow to his heart when he saw that it was past nine o'clock, and hurriedly went to pat Sun Meng: "Get up, get up, it's nine o'clock! We're going to be late!"

Sun Meng looked at him sleepily: "Didn't you buy the evening show?"

"Evening show?" Yang Chen hurriedly flicked his phone, "Are you sure?"

"Well," Sun Meng closed his eyes, "everything during the day has been snatched up."

After reconfirming it, Yang Chen let go of his heart. He had been waiting for "Iron Man 3" to be released for a long time, and he would cry for a year if he missed it.

Yesterday he was too tired and fell asleep directly, and didn't call home. Even though his mother should know that he was with Sun Meng, Yang Chen still sent her a message.

After tidying up the house and buying food, Yang Chen called Sun Meng up.

Normally, he might let him sleep until he wakes up naturally, but this time is different from the past.

It's not a joke to leave homework for seven days for three days.

While eating, Sun Meng suddenly asked, "Where do you want to go in college?"

"Well, I want to visit the south," Yang Chen filled his mouth, "I really want to go to M province, how about you? Are you going to Beijing?"

Sun Meng lowered his head and picked up the rice: "I also want to go to the south."

"Hey~ That's just right, we can go to the same place, and the university is also together."

Sun Meng looked up at him: "Good idea."

"Wow, there's a sudden pressure," Yang Chen exaggerated, "I'm afraid I'm not crazy to go to the same university as Sun Xueba."

Sun Meng stared at him: "You can do it."

Yang Chen grinned: "With Sun Xueba's auspicious words, we have to fight."

Sun Meng couldn't help feeling happy, and looked at him a few more times, laughing every time.

When Yang Chen saw it, he couldn't help pinching his face, and said, "Let's do your homework, hey, let's start our huge project."

Sun Meng nodded, smiled secretly for a while, and then packed up the lunch box.

After school started on May [-]st, the schedule was changed, and Sun Meng entered the stage of summer fatigue.

The air is very dry in summer. Sun Meng woke up after a nap and washed his face. When the wind blew outside, his face was almost bulging, and his nose was dry. It took a long time to recover.

Yang Chen probably felt the same way. He came over once and brought many bottles and jars to Sun Meng. Sun Meng picked them up and looked at them. There were loofah water, hydrating lotion, etc. Yang Chen said that his mother asked them to bring them. Meng should be useful.

Although it was a little embarrassing for a while, Sun Meng still used it, and Yang Chen would also use it when he lived here.

Sometimes when Yang Chen left, Sun Meng went to sweep the room. It seemed that there were a lot of his things in the room. Yang Chen even brought an electric razor. Sun Meng looked at it, feeling a little delicate.

At the beginning of June, the weather is not particularly hot, which is a good time to sleep.

In the evening self-study, Sun Meng was half asleep and half awake lying on the table. Li Ziquan didn't want to do his homework, so he turned his head and saw a magazine he just bought on his desk, and borrowed it to read.

Not long after, he suddenly plunged his head deeply, staring at the page in front of him seriously, muttering something.

Liu Mengqi from behind poked him: "Which pages should I write for my geography homework?"

Li Ziquan still lowered his head: "Don't disturb me."

Liu Mengqi was curious: "What are you doing?"

Li Ziquan: "Fortune telling."

"..."

N years later, Li Ziquan finally raised his head, Liu Mengqi saw it, and hurriedly asked: "Have you counted?"

The fortune teller in front replied: "Not yet, I haven't figured it out yet."

"...Can it work, what are you doing?"

"Marriage."

"Oh~ Koizumi Izumi is thinking about spring?"

"Don't make trouble, I'm someone else."

"Who?"

"can not say."

Liu Mengqi imitated the voice of Happy Fighting the Landlord: "Hurry up, I'll wait until the flowers are gone," and poked him again, "Who is it?"

Li Ziquan was impatient with her, turned to cover his mouth and said in a low voice: "English teacher and grade director."

"Pfft," Liu Mengqi immediately patted him on the head, "You are a snake, they both have children!"

Li Ziquan looked surprised: "They have a child?"

"..." Liu Mengqi patted him on the head again, "They both have children, each! Are you stupid!"

"Huh?" Li Ziquan was at a loss, "Have they both been married?"

"Yes! Do they look like people who have never been married? They are stupid all day long, and they even tell fortunes here."

"Wait a minute, let me count you," Li Ziquan counted the strokes of Liu Mengqi's name, "Quickly tell me, who do you like in our class?"

"...Baby, when will you grow up, dad is very anxious."

Li Ziquan rolled her eyes.

"Come on, don't give this trouble to others, and return the book to Sleeping God quickly."

"Okay." Li Ziquan put the magazine back to its original place, and heaved a sigh of relief, "A lot of homework."

Hearing the movement, Sun Meng sat up, looked at the magazine in front of him, flipped through it, subconsciously found the page that counted marriage, and quietly pondered.

After struggling for a while, he substituted the names of himself and Yang Chen.

Calculating step by step, and approaching the final result, Sun Meng became inexplicably nervous.

The final conclusion is A, and A is... Sun Meng glanced down, a match made in heaven!

Seeing this answer, a smile appeared on the corner of Sun Meng's lips, and he couldn't help but become excited.

After a while, he calmed down, remembering that this was just an entertainment test, Sun Meng laughed at himself, feeling a little naive.

He accidentally put himself and Yang Chen in, thinking of this level, Sun Meng's mood was a little complicated.

Going to the toilet after class, Sun Meng heard the conversation between two girls in the corridor.

One of them said: "I feel that Yang Chen is very kind to the girls in our class."

The other nodded in response: "Listen to him, because his father is very good to his mother."

The two girls passed by in a flash, and Sun Meng frowned.

A knot suddenly appeared in my heart, blocked by an inexplicable emotion, and I couldn't figure it out.

A few days passed by, and it was not easy until Saturday, when Yang Chen came over, and the two of them wrote their homework all morning as usual.

At lunch time, Yang Chen went out to buy food under the sun, and when he came back he was drenched in sweat, and brought Sun Meng mosquito killer and heatstroke prevention stickers.

Sun Meng watched his busy movements, and finally opened his mouth: "Why are you so kind to me?"

Yang Chen stared at him blankly, sat down, was silent for a long time, Fang grinned and said: "Because my father treats his wife very well."

After he finished speaking, he pursed his lips, stared intently at Sun Meng, and waited for his reaction.

Sun Meng looked at him, Yang Chen felt that a century had passed, Sun Meng suddenly bent over and leaned over, put his hands on the table, first kissed him on the left cheek, left, stared at him for a while, She kissed him again on the right cheek, then looked at him.

Yang Chen was laughed at by him: "After so many years, your kissing skills still haven't improved."

Sun Meng was very beautiful when he was a child, Yang Chen liked to let him kiss, every time Sun Meng only kissed his face, Yang Chen would always say "Kiss again", "Kiss again", he said Sun Meng kissed obediently once , but even though they have kissed all over their faces, they still don't know how to kiss.

Yang Chen held the back of his head, with a smile in his eyes: "Let me teach you how to kiss."

Yang Chen first licked his lips, then pried open his teeth, stuck his tongue in, and went to look for Sun Meng's.

Sun Meng was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do, and was gently attracted by Yang Chen, and he finished the kiss jerkyly together.

After the lips and teeth of the two parted, Sun Meng sat down calmly and began to eat, except for his slightly rapid breathing.

Yang Chen couldn't help laughing, and when he raised his head and looked at Sun Meng, Sun Meng's eyes were full of doubts, but he resisted not asking.

Yang Chen smiled more freely, and answered his confusion: "I'm happy."

Sun Meng didn't look at him again: "Eat quickly, there is still a lot of homework."

"Okay." Yang Chen happily replied, the rice was grilled so fast, it didn't know how hot it was, it wasn't enough to eat a double portion, so he went to unpack the pastry.

Sun Meng Yuguang kept staring at him, expressionless said: "Your stomach is a black hole."

"That's called a bottomless pit," Yang Chen said, "My brain is the black hole."

"But not in the future." Yang Chen smiled, "Those black holes have already been filled by you, and you are all in my mind."

Sun Meng looked up at him and smiled.

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