Sports meet.
After the flag-raising ceremony, various leaders gave speeches. The principal and vice principal stood on the podium and spoke for half an hour.
After standing for an hour, there were complaints from all directions. The teacher coughed and allowed them to sit down and rest.
Class 1 is in the middle.
Sitting cross-legged on the lawn, Song Yu tore open a mint candy and put it in his mouth.
He looked at the pile of small pink envelopes in front of him with a slightly surprised look and raised an eyebrow: "What are these?"
Xi Bowen glanced at the crowd next to him, pursed his lips, and whispered, "It's a letter. It's sent by your little fans. I guess they are all cheering for you in the afternoon game. Brother Yu, open it and take a look."
Ma Xiaoding was counting beside him.
"1, 2, 3... 14, 15, 16, holy shit, sixteen." He sighed sincerely, "Brother Yu is awesome, Brother Yu is invincible, and his popularity is so high that only Xie Shen can compete with him in the entire No. 1 Middle School."
Song Yu didn't sleep well yesterday and was feeling sleepy now. Hearing this, he sneered. Put a piece of candy in your mouth, and the cool mint flavor will spread in your mouth, making you feel better.
He pulled a letter over and said, "Are they all love letters? Forget it. It's embarrassing so early in the morning." But his eyelids drooped, his lips twitched lazily, and the only expression on his face was "I'm so sleepy" and "I want to sleep", without any embarrassment at all.
Ma Xiaoding looked left and right, and found a bright spot. He gloated and said, "Brother Yu, look, last time you rejected a love letter. Now everyone has learned their lesson and didn't write the full name, so you can't find the person and you can't return it even if you want to."
Song Yu took a closer look and found that the names on the letter were all pseudonyms. They were either Meimei, Mengmeng, or Xiaoqian Wanwan, just whatever they wanted to use to make up the story.
With a twitch of the corners of his lips, the last bit of sleepiness was gone.
Song Yu casually opened a letter and glanced at it.
There were cute emoticons drawn on the colorful paper, and then a line of words saying "Come on, husband, you were the best today." When I opened another letter, it was much more literary, with beautiful words, but the signature was "your future girlfriend". Of course, this is not the most excessive thing. The signatures at the end are more unique than each other.
"The next school beauty of No.1 Middle School"
"Did you sleep with Brother Yu today?"
"School bully brother, look at me"
"Let's get the certificate at 8 o'clock, husband."
Song Yu chewed the candy and felt that they looked familiar. These were probably their forum IDs, which in a sense could be considered a real-name confession.
He analyzed it in his mind and said with a smile: "Nowadays, high school girls are really too idle and call people husband casually. For the sake of school spirit and discipline, I decided to add a rule to my future mate selection criteria. I will not accept love proposals from girls with a total score of less than 600."
"Hiss." Ma Xiaoding took a breath. As a poor student, he felt hurt. "Can you give me a discount? 50% off, 300 points."
Xi Bowen laughed: "I'm afraid that when the grade average is announced, it will be more than ten points higher than before, and the principal will give you a banner."
Song Yu: "No, contribute to the school and keep your achievements and fame to yourself."
At this moment, Ma Xiaoding suddenly began to pat the grass excitedly.
"Brother Yu, Brother Yu, thank God for coming on stage."
Song Yu stopped talking about the rest of his words.
The surroundings began to become noisy, sweeping away the initial dead silence.
The girls pushed each other and whispered, unable to hide their excitement.
Song Yu put down the letter in his hand and looked towards the podium.
This was the second time that Xie Sui took the stage to speak as a student representative, following the last time as a freshman representative. Under the vast blue sky, the boy in school uniform looks handsome, tall, and outstanding. He was reading from the speech, and perhaps because he didn't sleep well, his voice was a little hoarse, cold yet seductive.
No one present listened to what he said, all stared at his face.
The autumn wind blew the white paper between his fingertips.
Song Yu heard the sighs of the two girls behind him on the right.
"Thank God, he simply shocked my entire high school life. He is good-looking, has a good temperament, good grades, and a sweet voice. My heart beats every time I see him."
"Who doesn't love the school hunk? Next time, I can propose to the school to put the photo of the top grader on the achievement list. It will definitely inspire all my motivation to study. When I think that I will be one step closer to him if I move up one place, I suddenly want to buy a set of 53."
"Hahahahahahahaha don't ask, it's the power of love,"
Song Yu sat on the lawn, looking at the outstanding young man, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
His desk mate is awesome.
When Xie Sui stepped down from the stage, the whole place was filled with screams and noises, making the class teachers shake their heads.
Song Yu came back to his senses, still holding an unopened letter in his hand. He continued to look down at the "love letter" he had received.
Thirteenth letter.
Xi Bowen asked: "Brother Yu, what are you going to do with them after you read them?"
Song Yu said naturally: "Throw it away."
Xi Bowen instantly exclaimed in an exaggerated voice: "Brother Yu, you are such a scumbag."
Ma Xiaoding shook his head and sighed: "You forgot that my brother Yu is not only a nagging person, but also has another persona in the forum as a cold and cruel scumbag."
Song Yu expressed strong disapproval: "Is this what you call scum?"
Xi Bowen: "Isn't this scum?"
Song Yu sneered: "Then let me show you what a real scumbag is."
He held a pile of letters in his hand and said to Ma Xiaoding, "Guess which one I am most satisfied with?"
Ma Xiaoding was stunned and blinked: "Which one?"
Song Yu took off his school uniform jacket and put it aside, sitting in a nonchalant manner. Her light brown eyes were filled with smiles, and the corners of her lips were lazy.
“That’s a bit difficult to choose.”
He pulled out a letter and laid it on the grass.
"My favorite is Wanwan."
Another one.
"I respect Mengmeng's ideas very much."
Another one.
"But I couldn't help but feel happy when I saw Meimei's letter."
The fourth one.
"It's easiest to interact with Xiao Qian."
He put the cards down one by one like dealing cards.
"But if I have to choose one person to be with? I choose——"
I haven't put down the letter in my hand yet.
A person sat down next to him and asked in a cold voice, "Who to choose?"
Song Yu kept raising his arm to take the letter.
My body seemed to be on pause, and I suddenly couldn't say the name on the letter anymore.
Tilt head.
The man who had just been shining brightly on the podium had already taken a long step and sat next to him. His handsome face was looking at him with a smile on his lips, but his dark eyes were cold and clear.
Suddenly felt guilty.
Song Yu coughed and completed the sentence.
“…Choose to study.”
Xi Bowen and Ma Xiaoding were both confused by Song Yu's remarks about the scumbag school bully.
I just realized it now.
Ma Xiaoding's eyes widened: "Too bad."
Xi Bowen adjusted his glasses, dumbfounded: "My goodness, Brother Yu, are you running a fish pond or a harem?"
The more they talked, the more biased they became. Song Yu rolled her eyes.
Without any background, it's just throwing dirty water on him.
He explained to Xie Sui: "What I just showed them was not my true thoughts."
Xie Sui repeated slowly, his tone indifferent: "I like Wanwan the most. I respect Mengmeng's ideas, but I can't help but feel happy when I see Meimei's letter. Chatting with Xiaoqian is the most relaxing-"
Public execution!
Song Yu leaned forward shamefully and reached out to cover his mouth. She was both angry and amused: "That's enough, my deskmate who loves me the most, stop reading, stop reading."
The lines on Song Yu's palms were very shallow, and her skin was delicate and soft like jade. Covering the lips, to Xie Sui, it was more like a kiss falling on the palm of the hand.
I like my desk mate the most. As sweet as spring water.
Suppress your inner desire.
Xie Sui held his wrist and let it go, chuckled, and said slowly: "Don't you like studying anymore?"
"No contradiction." Song Yu intentionally changed the subject: "Don't mention this. Let me show you the signature at the end of their letter. It's really bold. There are all kinds of names."
Open the folded paper in your hand.
The content is full of praise for him, calling him husband, and all kinds of flattery.
The signature is.
"…Thank God you were awesome last night?"
Song Yu: “…”
Xie Sui: “…”
Ma Xiaoding: “Hahahahahahahahahahahaha”
Xi Bowen also tried to hold back his laughter: "This guy is trying to have his feet on two boats."
Song Yu folded it back silently.
Xie Sui stood there in a daze for a moment, then smiled and said, "You were pretty good last night, too."
Song Yu: “……!!”
He tried to change the subject: "I am better today. This afternoon is my home court."
Xie Sui's eyes curved: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."
Of course, we should cheer for our classmates at the sports meet.
Song Yu was watching with great interest anyway.
Someone stuffed a small flag in my hand and I thought it was novel and interesting, so I started waving it around too.
The cheers and shouts from the side were like a tide.
The shouts of encouragement are inspiring.
He joined in the fun.
The announcer was Lin Shuangqiu, and his voice spread throughout the playground.
"Crossing the white starting line, you are like a golden lightning, bursting with infinite youth in this autumn. Go, athletes, take off like an eagle and conquer your battlefield!"
In the afternoon, men's 1500m long-distance run.
When Song Yu changed his clothes and came out, a group of girls were laughing and taking pictures with their phones, exclaiming, "How come Brother Yu is so handsome."
Jiang Chu Nian held a small electric fan and handed it to him attentively: "Brother Yu, you have worked hard to bring honor to the class."
Song Yu smiled.
A boy nearby started to make a noise: "Brother Yu, some people in other classes look down on you, and now the forum has started betting again. I won't accept it, so I'm betting my virginity! You must take first place, or my virginity will be in your hands."
His roommate was stunned: "You're giving away your virginity again?! You haven't given it away last time yet?"
Boy: "Oh, it's a long story."
Song Yu took a sip of water, put the bottle on the table with a smile, and said casually: "Don't worry. The purpose of my participation in long-distance running is to prove to everyone that a person can be handsome and run fast at the same time."
Jiang Chu Nian: “???”
Increase the fan to the maximum speed, "666."
Song Yu walked onto the runway.
People on the playground and in the sports stands suddenly burst into “Ahhhhhhhh!” It was so fucking handsome.
A boy in a baseball cap pointed a selfie stick at that side, and said passionately, "Hello, it's me again, your good friend Da K. I really love Song Yu so much that I like to record everything that happens to him. Do you see that cool guy over there? Although he can't talk to us, we can interact with him in our hearts. My roommate is not giving away Maseratis this time, but Rolls-Royces. Song Yu will be the first one to be given away, and Da K will give him an 8 yuan discount coupon as a token of friendship."
Ma Xiaoding and his group of younger brothers were fully armed again, with whistles, clapping, and glow sticks all in their hands.
Xi Bowen snatched the screaming chicken away for fear of being embarrassed.
Ma Xiaoding waved his arms and blew his whistle shrilly: "Brother Yu, go!"
Song Yu is now on runway 3, attracting the most attention.
Next to him was a bronze-skinned boy who looked at him and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, what place do you plan to get?"
Song Yu: "Is this something I can decide? Don't you see how much I have to bear?"
So many people’s first times, so many luxury cars and mansions.
The bronze-skinned boy: “Hahahahahahahahaha.”
A gunshot rang out.
The game begins.
From the white starting line, the handsome young man rushed forward like a flash of lightning.
“Ah ...
There was another round of screams from the audience.
Jiang Chunian was so nervous that she almost pinched her deskmate's hand until it turned blue.
Liang Yingying couldn't stand it any longer: "You're not going to give me your virginity, why are you so nervous!"
Jiang Chu Nian: "Ahhh, I'll give it to you, I'll give it to you. If Brother Yu wins, I'll give him my first kiss!"
Liang Yingying: "...You are looking for a fight."
Song Yu's physical strength is very good, but after all, he has only trained for a week, so there is still a gap compared to the special students. In the first two laps, he and another tall guy were in a stalemate. They were far ahead of the crowd, but neither of them was even a step behind the other.
But by the last lap, he was at a disadvantage. He didn't have enough explosive power, and as he approached the sprint stage, he became more and more tired, as if he was filled with lead, and his pace gradually slowed down.
“Brother Yu—come on!”
Almost everyone was as nervous as he was, holding their hands around their mouths and shouting loudly.
Ma Xiaoding clapped the plastic palms in his hands and whistled louder and louder.
"Brother Yu, go ahead!"
The last lap.
As they got closer to the finish line, another person began to leave Song Yu behind.
There was a heart-wrenching roar from the audience stands.
"Brother Yu!! This is my virginity ahhhh you have to be responsible for me ahhhhh!"
Audience: “……???”
The shouts in his mouth were swallowed back by thunder.
With him at the beginning, the cheering that followed changed its meaning, and everyone became more and more excited towards the end.
"Brother Yu! Rolls-Royce Phantom! Did you see it? We'll be waiting for you at the finish line!"
"Brother Yu! There's a room with a sea view just ahead!"
"Who has a video of a dog barking? I think that bad idea is feasible."
"What's the point of a dog barking? Brother Yu! Look, thank God! Did you see such a handsome boyfriend at the finish line?"
On the side of the runway, people were cheering in unison.
There was only the sound of wind in Song Yu's ears, and he couldn't breathe. His eyes were fixed on one point.
Right now.
When sprinting.
At this moment, he suddenly exploded, as if new strength was injected into his whole body. He clenched his teeth and moved as fast as a gust of wind.
Dash forward like lightning.
“Waaaaaaa——!”
The audience stood up excitedly.
In the broadcasting studio, Lin Shuangqiu took out a new cheering script and read it softly into the microphone.
"Shouting, excited, happy, this is us at this moment. Chasing, heartbeat, perseverance, victory or defeat is just a matter of thought. This is your battlefield, competing for the throne, this is our youth, the golden autumn will never end."
Almost.
Song Yu looked at the back of the person in front of him, his heart almost jumping out of his chest. A strong desire to win suddenly arose, and there was only one thought in my mind.
Surpass him!
Switch to the next one.
Lin Shuangqiu was stunned.
Then he laughed.
Her voice suddenly slowed down.
A sweet voice, accompanied by a smile, came slowly.
"Your sweat sprinkled on the track, hot water watering my mind, your eyes looking at the finish line, sharp piercing my soul."
It’s almost there, it’s almost there.
Song Yu clenched his teeth.
My whole soul is on fire.
"There are so many beautiful words that I cannot express in my daily life. I can only tell them quietly behind my shouts at this moment."
"You are the stars, the flowing water of the grass and trees, and all the beauty I can think of."
With every step he took, he could hear his own heavy breathing, his throat was dry, and his lungs felt like they were on fire.
"Thank you for appearing in my life and embellishing all the ordinary and boring years. Let the mint-scented wind of midsummer hang on the tail of my youth."
"Kind, lovely, smart, my husband, Brother Yu."
In the last few seconds, Song Yu's mind went blank. I didn’t know if I had surpassed that person or not, I just kept my eyes on the finish line.
Xie Sui stood there.
"Hurry up."
A whistle suddenly sounded.
The moment I crossed the finish line, it was like the last string broke, and fatigue and exhaustion swept through my whole body.
"Faster."
There was a lot of noise and screams all around.
His eyes were blank and he was about to kneel down when he fell into a strong and cold embrace.
“Cross the finish line and come to my heart.”
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