brother look at me

Shen Ze was successfully persuaded by Pei Cheng's long speech, and reported the men's 100 meters. However, he had no idea, so he vaccinated everyone in a different way: "If you can't make it to the finals, you will go to gang up on Pei Cheng. You have also seen it. I was forced to go up the [-]-meter runway."

"You have to have confidence in yourself, show off the vicious force you used to beat Wei Yuan, and you can get the first place with two kicks."

"Give me a fucking kick, you idiot."

The first thing to do is the men's 3000 meters. This event is really tasteless. The school playground is very small, as small as 100 meters in one lap. If you want to run 3000 meters, you have to do at least [-] laps. Before you get tired, you will faint up.

"Running [-] laps, as expected, a fool deserves a fool's project." Shen Ze complained viciously.

Pei Cheng was still debating whether he should take a few pills for motion sickness, when the referee's voice came out from the loudspeaker: "Get ready—"

Pei Cheng tossed his hair confidently, and got into a starting position.

"Bang——" the gunshot rang out, and he was the first to rush out, but he ran slower than anyone else, and his speed was equivalent to that of an old man walking around.

"What... what is this for?" The sports committee looked confused.

"Conserve your strength, maybe you need to sprint! We have to have confidence in Pei Cheng, he is very powerful." I don't know when, Squad Leader Lin Yan became his fan.

Shen Ze was a little irritable, it was strange, he didn't like this idiot getting close to people other than him.

Seven minutes later, this tasteless project reached the No.7 eighth lap, and the contestants were dizzy and panting, only five of them were still circling in a rage.

"There are only two laps left, Pei Cheng, let me go! If you get the first place, you will be my father!" The sports committee is also a shameless strange person who wants to rank.

Shen Ze sighed, closed his eyes and concentrated on basking in the sun.

"Ah!!! Number one! Number one!"

Just as Shen Ze was about to open his eyes, he was kicked to the ground by the sports committee jumping up and down, and fell on his face. The surrounding air was instantly quiet, no one dared to help him, and no one dared to speak.

"Hiss...you are fucking sick."

"Shen, Brother Shen, I'm sorry, I don't, I didn't, on purpose..."

If it was normal, then Shen Ze would definitely have a fit. The school boss was kicked to the ground by his classmates, it was too embarrassing.But he is in a good mood today, because Pei Cheng won the first place.

Pei Cheng wiped the sweat off his face, and returned to the class in good spirits, only to see this scene: he, Brother Shen, was sitting on the ground with the skin scratched on the right half of his face, looking in the mirror with his mobile phone without saying a word, The atmosphere was extremely eerie.

He suppressed his smile, picked up Shen Ze who was on the ground, and sized him up with a frown: "What's wrong with you? I'm so excited to see that I won, you're sitting on the ground? And your face, what do you mean? Prepare a blood sacrifice to help me?"

"Sacrifice, come with me to the bathroom."

Pei Cheng tried his best but couldn't think of a suitable reason to explain what happened just now, so he could only stare at Shen Ze.

"Can you stop looking at me?"

"I'm curious! What's wrong with you?"

"The sports committee got agitated just now and kicked my chair down." Shen Ze explained embarrassingly.

"...Are you serious?"

"Ah."

There was a tens of seconds of silence, followed by Pei Cheng's piercing laughter.

"You fucking hahaha, you were majestic two days ago, but today you fell into the mud hahaha..."

Shen Ze stared at him sharply.

"Hahaha, haha, ha, cough... I was wrong, do you still hurt?"

"It hurts, it hurts." A little aggrieved.

"I'll help you rush, so I won't laugh at you anymore."

Pei Cheng turned on the faucet and got some water on it, carefully patting it on his face, and blowing his breath from time to time, making Shen Ze's heart itch.

"Are there any other injuries?"

"No."

"Does your butt hurt?"

"……"rogue.

"Does it hurt?"

"...It doesn't hurt."

"Then let's go and sprint for 100 meters, brother will cheer you on."

"Aren't I your brother?

"Little brat is so naive and wants me to call you brother?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Little brat."

Shen Ze angrily ran back to the field for inspection. He was really a child, with emotions written all over his face.

"Little brat, come on!"

Shen Ze glanced at him, and continued to sulk.

"Ready-boom"

The 100-meter race is not something that requires energy conservation. The winner is determined in one lap, which seems much more normal than the 3000-meter race.But Shen Ze is more suitable for throwing shot puts than running. He just jumped out first, and then was left behind by the group of players sitting on rocket launchers.

"Come on, Shen Ze! There is another idiot behind you! You are second!"

"How can you cheer like this, I'll come!"

"Brother Chen, come on! As long as you don't fall first, you are my father!" The small sports committee was tuned to the father recognition channel again.

"I wasn't your father just now?"

"A person can have many fathers in a lifetime."

"Fuck, shameless."

"Better face than you."

In the end, Shen Ze lived up to everyone's expectations and took the second-to-last place. As expected, the first and second classes of senior high school won the third place in the grade, although there were only five classes in the grade.

After a one-day sports meeting, the school canceled the evening self-study in a very humane manner.Shen Ze walked back to the dormitory in a strange posture, his butt hurt a little, he couldn't stand or sit.

"What are you doing blocking the door?" Pei Cheng looked at his stiff standing posture, a little curious.

"My butt hurts and I dare not sit."

"Then you lie down."

"No shower."

"Then you can wash it."

"My face hurts."

Pei Cheng: "?" The pain in the face has something to do with taking a shower?

Shen Ze didn't understand what was wrong with him, so he wanted to act coquettishly with Pei Cheng and let him apply medicine to him.

"Then what do you say?"

"I want you to apply the medicine for me."

Pei Cheng was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, dead boy, what's so cute about it?

"why are you laughing?"

"You're so cute."

"what?"

"Turn your face around." Pei Cheng held his face and applied medicine to him like last time. This little brat will get hurt every once in a while, so it's not worrying.

"How about rubbing some on your butt?"

"Fuck off, go take a shower." It's really shameless, just open a dyeing workshop if you give some color.

Shen Ze came out of the bathroom and saw Pei Cheng dancing and thrashing on the bed. He thought it was a neuropathy that had not been diagnosed for many years and finally had an attack. He was about to record it with his mobile phone as evidence when he heard him yelling, "Shen Ze!"

"Are you sick?"

"You send me a message!"

"Crazy, what news do we send face to face?"

"You send it, we will have sparks after we send it!"

Fuck... idiot.

Shen Ze clicked on the dialog box and sent a full stop.

——You and the idiot exchanged messages for more than 7 consecutive days, and you will get the Fire of Chat logo.

——Friendship warms up, add special concern.

Shen Ze accidentally clicked Add, then looked at Pei Cheng who was so excited on the bed that he was about to leak the ceiling, and smiled a little satisfied.

Shen Ze: "Stupid."

Pei Cheng: "This is actually a nickname for me, right? Why do you mention it so frequently?"

"Fart, have you ever met someone who used a fool as a nickname?"

"Shen Ze, in two days, I want to tell you something."

"Is there any fart that can't be done now?"

"Save good farts for last."

This idiot, if he has nothing to do, he has to learn from others and pretend to be mysterious.

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