Chapter 28
"Brother Lu, Dad Lu, Dad Lu! You can't just stand by and watch someone die!"
Gu Fang walked into the classroom holding a bag of sugar-roasted chestnuts. Before he reached his seat, he saw the physical education committee members surrounding Lu Si, clasping their hands in a begging gesture.
"We have to nominate someone for the 3,000-meter event. It's fine even if it's just a formality. Brother Lu, you're a good person and you deserve the reward, so please take up the spot!"
Lu Si was so annoyed by the noise that he couldn't help looking at himself. Seeing Gu Fang coming, he naturally reached out and hooked the chair out for him.
He still faced the Sports Committee, his eyes filled with impatience, his lips pale as he spoke, "Then why don't you support me?"
The sports committee member made a grimace and showed him the registration form. "Brother Lu, take a look at this. I've already qualified for so many events. If I qualify for any more, I won't make it to the second day of the sports meet!"
Lu Si raised his eyebrows and actually lowered his eyes to glance at the registration form.
Just as Class 2's top examinees are usually very active in their studies, so is the delay in registering for the sports meet. The extent of the shortage can be seen from the fact that Gu Fang's name appears in the pull-up column.
The Sports Committee member was about to continue begging for help.
Lu Si nodded his chin and hummed, "Okay, you can sign up, but my ranking is not guaranteed."
Being in Class 2, the sports committee member had long since lost all worldly desires for rankings. All he cared about was filling in the headcount so he could get his job done. When Lu Si nodded, he couldn't wait to get him to sign. He quickly picked up a pen Gu had left on the table and said, "God of Learning, can I borrow your pen? Brother Lu, I'm going to write your name now, and you can't go back on your word."
Lu Si was so sleepy that he half-closed his eyes, propped his elbows on the table and waved at him.
The physical education teacher returned the pen and walked away with a happy smile.
Gu Fang took out a piece of paper to collect the peeled chestnut shells, spread out the collection of wrong physics questions, and gently peeled the chestnuts while thinking about his ideas.
Peel out the whole, round chestnuts, eat one, and leave one on another clean piece of paper.
Lu Si had already slumped over the table to catch up on his sleep, his head buried in his arms, leaving only a thin white section of his collar at the back of his neck exposed.
As he peeled the ink, Gu Fang lowered his eyes and sighed silently, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the pen tube.
The Sports Committee member had almost finished his task, and he, as the Arts and Culture Committee member, only needed to submit a program. It seemed much easier, but it was visibly far from being completed.
"How was the show?"
Suddenly, a faint voice came from the side.
Gu Fang half tilted his head, lowered his eyelashes and stared at Lu Si who was lying on the table and looking up at him.
"It's still the same." He sighed softly.
Lu Si raised his long, beautiful eyebrows in a delicate arc, and said calmly, "Then fill me in."
"What?"
Gu Fang tilted his head blankly, his lips opening and closing without saying a word.
"I'm bringing Xie Ziyao and the others from Class 7 together. The band is rehearsing regularly anyway, so we can just put on a show." Lu Si explained casually, as if he didn't think it was something worth worrying about.
He pinched his thin, white, raised knuckles, making a few crisp sounds, and lazily prepared to lie down and continue his dream. "As for our class, just write my name and Xiao Yuanshan's."
"...Chestnuts," Gu Fang seemed to have just come to his senses, lowered his eyes and pushed the paper over, "Do you want to eat some?"
In Gu Fang's opinion, it was a waste of talent for the band to participate in the school anniversary celebration.
Professionalism thrown into a sea of playful routines, how could it not be a killer? During the preliminary round, the joint program of Classes 2 and 7 wowed the audience and was unanimously accepted.
In addition, the school leaders who came to listen to the class also made a subtle suggestion: the selected songs should be more positive and should reflect the vitality and vigor of contemporary high school students.
It was said to be "euphemistic", and the final song chosen for the program was a compromise and became "Chasing Dreams with a Childlike Heart".
The sports day is always a rare good day in a student's life when he can catch fish all day long.
On the day of the sports meet on the 30th, the weather was clear and crisp in autumn. From the top of the mountain behind, one could see a whole expanse of clear blue sky. The sky looked as if it had been washed by rain, without a trace of cloud.
The radio continuously broadcast passionate sports music, flags fluttered in the playground, the canteen was crowded, and cheers and applause were heard everywhere.
At this moment, in the northeast corner of the playground, under several horizontal bars, there were three layers of heads crowded inside and outside.
The pull-up event has never been very interesting. In previous years, it has always been an internal competition among the three grades of cultural and sports specialty classes. Ordinary people can only watch them do some pull-ups.
Yet, the attendance at this year's sports meet skyrocketed, simply because a few days ago, word spread like wildfire across student groups and school forums—the school hunk, the grade's top student, and the dream of all the Alphas in No. 12 Middle School was actually going to compete! And on the horizontal bar!
An Omega, can you imagine?
Lu Si was wearing a red jacket as a referee, standing tall on the horizontal bar, scratching on the list with a pen, his eyelids twitching uncontrollably.
Listen to what they are shouting.
As a group of friends and family, Le Jiayu just shouted a few times, "Come on, Fang Fang, you are the best."
Then A and B, who knew each other or not, were also shouting: "Student God, you are so handsome! So handsome!"
O has both: "Campus hunk, go fly! I'll chase you on the ground!"
——My classmate, don’t think that we can’t tell which grade and class you are in just because you are in the crowd.
Although……
Lu Si couldn't help but look away frequently. He should have been concentrating on counting, but his eyes kept darting towards Gu Fang's waist. As he moved up and down, the wind lifted the hem of his white T-shirt, revealing his slender, flowing waistline.
Although, it is indeed very beautiful.
The crowd was quite excited at first, but as the number approached forty, their expressions gradually turned strange: "Forty? What the hell? Really forty?!"
"Wait...how many people came first last year?"
"Thirty-eight..."
"This, this is still O, no, is this still a human?!"
After turning forty, Gu Fang felt that he still had some strength left, but his face began to turn red and his breathing became slower and slower.
Lu Si was most familiar with his lung capacity, and he couldn't help but feel worried. He calmly approached the horizontal bar and whispered, "Don't force yourself. Forty is more than enough."
Most of the athletes present had already fallen to the ground, their speed slowing down significantly. Only one with extremely well-developed arm muscles was left. He was stimulated to the point of bleeding by Gu Fang, but he was still hanging on and holding on with gritted teeth at a speed no less than Gu Fang.
Gu Fang took a breath with difficulty, his face so gorgeous that it made the people around him blush and their hearts beat fast.
He lowered his eyelashes and looked at Lu Si with a shimmering light. He wasn't trying to be competitive, but he felt a little regretful. He could have performed better...
Lu Si looked up at him, his eyes as black as ink dancing with an unstinting smile.
"Fang Fang," he whispered, "You're already amazing."
Amidst the cheers from the surroundings, only the two of them could hear the whisper.
An expression as if struck by thunder flashed across Gu Fang's face in an instant, and his hand loosened in an instant.
Lu Si's face changed and he stepped forward to catch him, but Gu Fang easily jumped off the horizontal bar without retracting his hand, just staring at Lu Si blankly.
"Take a deep breath."
Lu Si held one of his arms with a gloomy expression.
Gu Fang remained focused on his face without blinking. He did what he was told and took a deep breath obediently.
This went on and on until Lu Si's frown relaxed as he saw the blush on his face gradually fade away. He handed the man over to Le Jiayu who came forward to offer him water and wipe his sweat.
Perhaps in order to avoid it, before Gu Fang could come to his senses, he turned around and went to calculate the results with another referee.
Lu Si's face remained calm, his eyes lowered as he examined the list, appearing to be intently listening to his classmates from the Arts and Sports Department, yet his back remained turned to Gu Fang. A closer look revealed the tense lines of his shoulders and back.
I blurted out the words in the heat of the moment.
But Lu Si's heart was in turmoil. Ever since he admitted his unique feelings for Gu Fang, his heart had never truly been at peace.
I am not an emotionally impulsive person. Under this seemingly good-looking appearance, the poor and monotonous soul always has to be cautious, restrained and rational.
The gap between him and Gu Fang was obvious, and they were both too young. He himself faced an uncertain future, so how could he easily promise love and expect the other person to return the same affection?
Lu Si wasn't very impulsive, having devoted his early years to his beloved music. Gu Fang, on the other hand, was a person whose real life valued him far more than music.
All it takes to devote oneself to music is pure passion, but now, he is still forced into a difficult situation by reality. He is so stingy that he can't even give up the impulse to dream, how can he exchange it for the pure love of that star-like boy?
And is he worth it?
If you want it, Gu Fang will give it to you.
Lu Si put down his pen and calculated the results.
Gu Fang had a total of 46, exactly 2 more than the athlete.
When I grow up a little bit, Lu Si lowered his thin eyelids and said to himself in his heart.
Wait until they are a little older.
As a teenager, he had nothing but emotions, and emotions are the most worthless and fickle things in the world. Once he had something of his own, beyond emotions, he felt confident enough to pour his wholehearted affection into another person, and to be worthy of receiving their return.
Even if all his feelings were gone at that time, he still did not lose everything.
After the results were announced, the crowd burst into exclamations, and the Class 2 Sports Committee member who came specifically to check on the contestants was also stunned.
The first grand prize in our class sports meet actually came from the academic genius?
So the physical education teacher counted the results on his fingers. The first place would get 5 points, and there were several events that we had to win. Could it be that our class has a chance to break out of the vicious circle of being in the bottom five in the grade?
There are track and field events in the morning and track events in the afternoon.
Track and field events are the highlight.
Although Lu Si said at the beginning that "you can register, but the ranking is not guaranteed", the Sports Committee still counted Lu Ge's 3,000 meters as a must-win event - there must be a place in the top three.
Be humble, and don't take the humility of experts seriously. It's like a genius taking an exam and saying he didn't review.
The afternoon competition started, and Gu Fang arrived at the Class 2 base early to wait.
A few desks formed a small area under the shade of a tree on the side of the auditorium, with the sign for Class 2, Grade 3 leaning against it. Few people had arrived yet, and most sat in a group at the back, playing games. Xiao Yuanshan waved at him from behind a desk, "God of learning, come here, take a seat."
There was some sunshine in the afternoon, but it was not scorching, instead it gave the skin a layer of warmth.
Gu Fang narrowed his eyes and walked under the shade of the tree, wondering: "Why let me sit?"
Chen Yi looked up from his phone and grinned foolishly, "Because you're the face of our class! The school hunk who's both talented in literature and martial arts."
The pheromones in the auditorium were mixed, and he really didn't want to go. Sitting outside would give him a break. So he sat down at the table next to the class sign, half-removed his mask, took the mineral water handed to him by Xiao Yuanshan, and thanked him.
There was a schedule of events on the table.
Gu Fang took a look and realized that he had arrived too early. The 3,000 meters was the final event.
But the Class 2 base was right next to the runway, making it an excellent spot to watch the game. When the athletes ran from afar on the track, Gu Fang could even feel the cool breeze that brought them.
A girl was running the 800 meters and at the end of the race, she was so tired that she could no longer swing her arms. Gu Fangxin was moved and whispered to her as she passed by: "Come on, there's only half a lap left."
The girl looked up and gave him a confused and surprised look.
When Xiao Yuanshan heard Gu Fang's words of encouragement, he also cheered: "Come on, junior sister! Victory is just around the corner!"
Chen Yi cheered from behind: "Come on, junior! You have to raise your arms, otherwise there will be more resistance."
The girl ran a few meters and then realized what was happening and started swinging her arms.
The Class 2 base wasn't far from the finish line. Gu Fang squinted his eyes and vaguely saw the girl crossing the finish line. Even though she was tired, she still smiled and walked into the arms of her friends and classmates.
Gu Fang's memories of sports meets date back to elementary school, when he was hospitalized several times in junior high, all of which were coincidental. Perhaps this would be the sports meet he would be most deeply involved in.
It’s great to have a sports meet.
He couldn't help but feel emotional.
The atmosphere was so lively that it finally brought out his nervousness.
As the time got closer to the 3,000-meter race, Gu Fang felt increasingly cold in his hands and feet, perhaps due to nervousness or physical discomfort, and a faint nauseous twitching sensation in his stomach.
Lu Si wasn't staying here; before going on stage, he had to run around, filling in wherever there was a referee shortage. He quietly clutched his stomach, while Lu Si's two buddies, Xiao Yuanshan and Chen Yi, looked more relaxed than the other.
But in the end, Gu Fang's fellow athlete - the Sports Commissioner came running from a distance, holding two pieces of paper in his hands, which fluttered in the wind.
"Hurry up and get a pen! The 3,000-meter race is about to begin!"
The physical education teacher took the pen from Xiao Yuanshan without even catching his breath.
"Brother Lu has already gone to the registration office. Let's write some cheering words and submit them to the podium. Who here is better at Chinese?"
Everyone looked at Gu Fang in tacit understanding.
Gu Fang covered his stomach: "..."
The sports committee member said seriously: "God of study, I'll leave Brother Lu to you."
Gu Fang picked up the pen, his long eyelashes drooped, his fingers gripping the pen tightened and loosened, the coldness in his joints seemed to dissipate a little, and only then did he calm down and think of the words.
When he finished, Xiao Yuanshan took another piece of paper and added a stroke, saying, "You still have to add your signature." He then instructed the sports committee, "Be sure to have the announcer read out the signature."
Sports Committee: “…Why?”
Xiao Yuanshan: "This will have a multiplier motivational effect."
Sports Committee Member: I seem to have understood something extraordinary?
Lu Si was waiting at the starting line, having taken off his school uniform jacket, leaving only a clean T-shirt covering his number 3 runner's badge. The autumn breeze was a bit cool, but the running made him feel warm.
He was carelessly cracking his knuckles to warm up when he heard his name called on the radio.
"The autumn wind washes the track, and youth composes a melody that belongs only to you. Lu Si, Class 2, Grade 3, you are the only star on the sports field, forever sincere and ever shining. This long road ahead, there's no need to wait for the torch; we will light it for you."
"May you be free from worries, fearless of wind and frost, and always striving forward. Everything you desire is worth it because of you, so you deserve everything you desire. Stride forward and embrace the victory that belongs to you!"
"Oh, and one more thing," the sweet-voiced Omega announcer suddenly paused, "Gu Fang from Class 2, Grade 3, is here to cheer you on on behalf of all the students in Class 2."
I heard the announcer mutter something again, forgetting to turn off the microphone: "That doesn't sound like a cheering slogan..."
Everything else is normal.
Only "everything you want is worth it because of you, so you deserve everything you want."
——The logic of this “theory of worthiness” is very strong.
Lu Si stood there in a daze, rarely losing his composure. He was like a child who was at a loss for the first time because of being favored without any bottom line. His face was blank and he did not move for a long time.
Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at where the class sign of Class 2 was.
The autumn wind ruffled his side-parted black hair, with a few strands hanging down and sticking to the side of his face. In his slightly myopic eyes, the swaying crowd in the distance became blurred spots of light, but he felt an inexplicable sense of security.
Because he must be watching him.
And he will definitely pass by him.
The race is coming to an end.
The whole playground was filled with people cheering for them loudly.
When Lu Si was the first to cross the finish line, the young man was also waiting at the finish line, squinting his eyes at him, smiling gently and brightly, and opening his arms generously.
After a long journey, Lu Si fell into his arms.
At that moment, something that he himself was not quite aware of and had been missing for a long time in his childhood was suddenly perfectly repaired.
When Gu Fang took Lu Si into his arms, he felt the same sense of fulfillment.
He held it like an extremely delicate treasure, which could not be handled lightly or heavily, and the treasure also emitted a sweet minty scent that filled the air like mist.
The slight discomfort in the stomach suddenly found a way to vent, and the burning heat surged towards the back of the neck.
Gu Fang's smile suddenly stopped, and the back of his neck began to spasm. The muscles tore at every sensitive part of the gland, and the Omeg hormone was forced out, but the taste was very light.
like……
Gu Fang held his dizzy head.
It's not good.
Before his vision blurred, he could only hear Lu Si's urgent call, as if through a layer of fog: "Gu Fang! Gu Fang! Fang Fang——"
Infirmary.
The school doctor directed the frightened boy who was carrying someone on his back to help the person onto the bed.
"What's going on?" the school doctor asked. "Did this student just finish a 3,000-meter run?"
"No." Lu Si said anxiously, "I just finished running, he came to pick me up at the finish line, and then he fainted."
School doctor: “……?”
Without waiting for the school doctor to doubt his understanding, Lu Si hurriedly asked: "Is he suffering from heatstroke?"
The female school doctor looked at him like he was crazy: "It's the end of October now, heat stroke?"
"..." Lu Si didn't get an answer, which made him even more confused. "What happened? Should we go to the hospital for a check-up?" He now had doubts about the level of the school doctor of No. 12 Middle School.
"Isn't it obvious?" The female school nurse casually scribbled on the list: "It's the estrus period."
Lu Si's face suddenly froze. He glanced at Gu Fang's flushed face on the pillow and reflexively took a step back from the bed.
"I have an inhibitor, but..."
The female school doctor also seemed to be puzzled. "Looking at his symptoms, his estrus reaction seems to be very strong, but..." She frowned and looked at Lu Si: "Did you smell his pheromones?"
Lu Si was suddenly awakened. He was familiar with Gu Fang's pheromones, so he said, "A little, but not strong."
Compared to the last mating season in the mountains, the fragrance of the orchid has become fainter and colder.
Lu Si slowly frowned... This was abnormal. Gu Fang's estrus periods had been frequent recently, but the pheromone scent was getting weaker each time.
He always thought that Gu Fang was restraining himself.
The female school nurse repeatedly pressed the tip of her pen and thought for a moment. "So my suggestion is, don't rush to use... Omega inhibitors. You can use a temporary marker to temporarily alleviate the problem. I'll measure his pheromone secretion concentration."
The school doctor turned around and went to the cabinet to look for the test reagents. Lu Si was stunned and asked, "What temporary mark?"
Who marked? Who marked?
His brain was not enough for the moment.
The school doctor applied the test kit to the back of Gu Fang's neck and gave him a meaningful look. "Don't worry, I won't tell your homeroom teacher—aren't you two a couple? It's just a temporary mark, a normal physiological procedure."
Lu Si opened his thin lips for a moment: "No, teacher, you misunderstood..."
The school doctor tore off the reagent and patted him on the shoulder with understanding: "Teacher, I won't disturb you anymore. I'll leave first."
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Countdown to O turning into A! (rubbing hands excitedly
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