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    He walked quickly into the campus, and when he passed the playground, he heard cheers and cheers, and he didn't stop until someone shouted "Teacher Ying, cheer!"

    Should the teacher?

    Zhuo Zi's old head teacher?

    The old antique who dared to teach him a lesson and let him write a home visit testimonial?

    As he walked, he turned his head to look at the people in the playground. Now there are only teachers' games left, so there are very few people on the field.

    Zhuo Shu didn't see any old man, just turned his head, suddenly stopped, and suddenly looked at a man in orange standing in the field.

    The shape is too similar.

    But he was far away, he turned his feet and ran down the steps beside him. Walking across the track to the lawn, happened to hear a shot from the referee.

    The first team of the three groups ran at the same time, and Zhuo Shu had no time to take care of so much, and went straight to the opposite side.

    It happened that the man looked back at the person behind him, revealing a delicate and fair profile.

    Zhuo Shu took a breath and quickened his pace. When he was only three or four meters away, he finally saw the man's appearance and shouted in disbelief, "Ying Tongchen!"

    Ying Tongchen froze for a moment, turned his head to look in his direction, his pupils shrank.

    "Why are you here—?" The two of them said in unison.

    Many students around were silent for a few seconds by this shout, and then a louder shout broke out: "Teacher Ying, get ready to take over the baton!"

    Ying Tongchen turned his head and caught the stick that Sheng Wu took over. He was currently ranked last from the bottom.

    Many people were shouting Ying Tongchen's name, mixed with the voices of other classes: "Who is that person? Where did he come out, how could he disturb other people's games! Ah, ah, Ying Tongchen, come on! In my next life, I will To be your student!"

    Ying Tongchen ran forward with all his might, and had already passed the second place. When he was chasing the first place, he didn't expect that someone beside him was faster than him.

    "Ying Tongchen! Why are you here!" Zhuo Shu chased and shouted.

    Ying Tongchen didn't have the energy to look at him at all.

    Zhuo Shu continued to chase: "Isn't this a school? Why did you come here?"

    "Please speak!"

    "Didn't you call every day before, why haven't you called these days?"

    "Don't think I won't catch you if you run fast!"

    After he finished speaking, he saw that Ying Tongchen would soon reach the finish line, ready to sprint, and someone was already preparing to pick up the contestants at the end.

    Zhuo Shu rushed over immediately, Ying Tongchen's eyes flashed, and he slammed into his arms steadily.

    Ying Tongchen subconsciously grabbed his waist and leveraged his strength, his chest heaving violently, his face flushed a little after exercise, and he lowered his head to take a breath.

    The sound of breathing was so loud that it irritated his calm heart.

    Zhuo Shu had 10,000 questions at this time, but seeing his appearance, he stopped asking questions temporarily and patted him on the back: "Okay, okay, it's over."

    At this time, someone next to him took his hand off.

    "?" Zhuo Shu turned his head to look at the referee with a whistle on his chest.

    Then I heard the referee announce: "The champion is him!"

    Zhuo Shu: "?"

    Ying Tongchen: "......"

    Referee: "Hey, my friend, you are a little shy, which class?"

    The author has something to say: Zhuo Zi: Brother, did you forget something?

    Chapter 37

    Ying Tongchen explained to the referee that this was his friend, and the referee re-checked the timing data. In the end, the senior group won the first place.

    A small award podium was set up in the center of the field. The host called the four of them up to receive the award. All the students in the first year of high school cheered and called out the names of several teachers.

    Ying Tongchen pulled Zhuo Shu aside and said, "Wait here, I'll settle the account with you later."

    Zhuo Shu was still in extreme shock, his eyes followed him to the podium, and the other three stood in a row, holding up flower trophies and red envelopes.

    He looked around again, took a few steps back, walked to a class, tilted his head and asked a student next to him, "Do you know Ying Tongchen?"

    "Who doesn't know Ying Tongchen!" The girl laughed, and when she saw his face, she exclaimed, "Handsome guy, who are you?!"

    Zhuo Shu was dumbfounded and said, "Is Ying Tongchen the teacher here?"

    "That's right." Several girls next to him came over to chat with the handsome guy, "Ying Tongchen is the head teacher of the first year of high school, and a grass-level character in our school. By the way, handsome guy, who are you?"

    "Me?" Zhuo Shu turned his head and glanced at Ying Tongchen, "I'm his friend."

    "Why doesn't my friend know that he is a teacher here?" the student asked curiously. "He has been teaching here for the third year. I have known him since I entered the school in the first year of high school, but unfortunately he has never brought me, so angry!"

    "The third year?" Zhuo Shu became more and more at a loss.

    Not long after, Ying Tongchen followed Zheng Zhinan and the others off the stage and stood in front of Zhuo Shu.

    When Zheng Zhinan passed by, he put his shoulders on his shoulders and smiled wildly: "This is your friend? You can run fast enough. If you can ask for foreign aid next time, take him with you."

    Zhuo Shu's gaze fell from Ying Tongchen's face to his shoulder.

    Ying Tongchen turned his head to Zheng Zhinan and said, "Go and rest first."

    "Okay, you can take a rest too, there will be long-distance running later, pay attention to maintain your physical strength." Zheng Zhinan patted his shoulder, shyly slipped to Shengwu's side, and asked her like a little daughter-in-law if she was thirsty or not. Hungry.

    Fu Lv, who landed at the back, had bright eyes, but he didn't say anything. He just looked back in three steps and snickered a few times.

    "Follow me." Ying Tongchen stared at him for a moment, walked up the steps sideways, led the way in front, and came to the basketball court behind the base.

    As soon as he stopped, Zhuo Shu couldn't wait to ask: "Why are you here? Why do they say that you have been teaching here for almost three years? Isn't it part-time again?"

    Ying Tongchen opened his mouth to answer when he heard a shout not far away: "Brother!"

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