"The local tyrant." Another boy put his arms around Rong Wan's neck enviously, and then laughed at Liao Yu: "Who is the squad leader, your class fee is estimated to be less, so many players have no water to drink, thanks to our class favorite. "

"Ban Chong?" Rong Wan laughed, and then Yuan Yun glanced at him. He thumped in his heart, and suddenly consciously removed the boy's hand on his neck.

After a while, the water was almost distributed. Fortunately, bought several boxes and it was enough.

After a while, the men's long-distance running competition is about to start. Someone from the news department called. Yuan Yun squeezed the palm of his hand and turned to go to the track to prepare.

The girls who participated in the cheerleading team over there also joined in the fun and shouted: "Jing Yizhi, send us a box here too! The school flower is here too!"

Rong Wan looked up and saw that Yin Jiaxi was sitting there, holding a small umbrella, looking at himself. These are all historical problems left over by Jing Yiqi, like the central air conditioner. Rong Wan suddenly felt a pain in his head, thinking that fortunately, Yuan Yun just walked away, otherwise he would not be able to explain it clearly when he heard this.

Rong Wan quickly picked up two bottles of mineral water from the ground, and said to the person next to him, "I'll go first, you should share the water first."

"Why are you going?" Liao Yu was about to reach out and grab Rong Wan, but Rong Wan disappeared.

When he turned his head, he was excitedly holding his DSLR and headed for the men's long-distance race.

The boy beside Liao Yu complained, "The head teacher asked our school to take the photo, but he didn't have a few photos of other people in his DSLR, all of them were from his roommate."

Liao Yu patted him on the shoulder and laughed: "Just like your fiasco, your sweaty pants are tied up like rice seedlings, what's there to shoot, let's wait for Yuan Yun to turn the tide of the battle."

"..."

Rong Wan walked over with his DSLR, Yuan Yunzheng was squatting on the ground and tying his shoelaces. Unlike the other contestants who were dressed in various ways, showing their thighs and muscles, he only wore a school uniform with short sleeves, white sneakers, and short black bangs. Quite refreshing.

The weather was hot, Yuan Yunjun's forehead was covered with a fine layer of sweat, his skin was so white that it could reflect light, and his dark eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow on Jun's face.

"Brother Yun!" Rong Wan shouted.

Yuan Yun looked over——

"Kacha." Rong Wan quickly pressed the shutter, looked at Yuan Yun in the camera with a smile, and looked at him from the side. When he saw it was himself, the indifference and coldness on his face were just about to change. Squinted, looking very handsome.

Yuan Yun raised the corners of his straight mouth and walked towards him.

"Look at how you took it?" Rong Wan turned the album back a few pictures, for fear that others would hear it, whispered to Yuan Yun in an angry voice, and said, "You took a lot of pictures, and when the sports meeting is over, I will send them all to you. I keep my phone for myself, and delete it here.”

Yuan Yun was hooked by his proud stingy voice and his neck was red. After looking at him for a while, he touched his neck and said, "Take a picture together."

"Okay." Rong Wan could not be reluctant, his eyes lit up, he immediately found a friend from outside class next to him, taught him to press the shutter, and stood beside Yuan Yun himself.

When the shutter sounded, Yuan Yun just put his arm around Rong Wan's neck and put him in his arms.

This action is done a lot among the boys, and no one pays attention. It was just that Rong Wan could feel the scalding temperature on Yuan Yun's sun-heated arm, and his heart beat fast. , is an intimate gesture that outsiders do not know.

Both of them are very photogenic, this photo was taken well, Rong Wan smiled brightly, very bright.

Yuan Yun also curled his lips in a rare sight, like ice water melting.

The men's long-distance running competition is very long, and there are several school teams participating at the same time. Generally, people who participate in it will definitely lose. However, this year, Yuan Yun is the secret weapon of the third class.

He crouched on the ground together with more than a dozen other class runners, his starting position was standard and graceful, his arched back was soaked with sweat, but it looked like a sharp arrow that was about to rush out.

The sound of the gunshot "bang"

He rushed out with all the players, and the entire third class was almost boiling, with unprecedented unity and excitement. A total of 5,000 meters, without endurance and explosive power, ordinary boys can't run down at all. There were more than 50 people in the entire third class, mainly Rong Wan. Basically, all the boys and girls jumped from the stands and ran into the green lawn in the middle of the track and field, their eyes completely following Yuan Yun.

Yuan Yun, who was on the runway, was shining with sweat on his forehead. When passing by Rong Wan, he distracted and glanced here.

A girl next to her covered her mouth and shouted, "What should I do? I suddenly feel that Yuan Yun is handsome even when he is not murderous!"

It would have been. Rong Wan roared in his heart, it's too late! It's too late to find out now! It's already mine! Like all the three classmates, his heart was pounding, and when Yuan Yun came over the second lap and looked at him again, he couldn't help shouting with all his strength: "Brother Yun—! Come on— —!"

The people from the third class woke up like a dream, and they all roared together: "Yuan Yun! Come on! Third class Yuan Yun! Come on!!!"

In an instant, the class spirit of Class Three seemed to wake up, and Yuan Yun seemed to have finally become a member of Class Three.

Rong Wan laughed, the last 200 meters, he followed the crowd and ran to the finish line, standing behind the finish line waiting for Yuan Yun. Yuan Yun's coat was still in his arms, and he was so excited to run down these few laps, and he didn't know where to throw it.

The last hundred meters—

The last fifty meters—

The last ten meters—

Rong Wan stared at the young man who was getting closer and closer to him, with a smile on his face, put his hands on his mouth and shouted loudly, "Brother Yun!"

Yuan Yun was the first to cross the finish line. When all the three classmates exclaimed and rushed towards this side, he suddenly continued to charge forward a few steps, squatted down and hugged Rong Wan's knee Bend, and suddenly lift the person high! Rong Wan was startled, but his heart was beating very fast. Fortunately, Yuan Yun put him down within a few seconds.