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The rest of the third class were all surrounded, and the excitement and excitement overwhelmed their heads. They didn't care how fierce Yuan Yun usually was, and they all jumped up in joy: "Brother Yun, ah, ah, ah! We won! Our class For the first time, the men's long-distance race won!"
Rong Wan unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, and handed it over with a laugh: "Hurry up, drink up, you must be dying of thirst."
Yuan Yunkuang took a few sips, squeezed it in the palm of his hand, and said to him, "Help me walk for a while."
"I'll help me!" A boy in the class who admired him suddenly said beside him.
Rong Wan pushed the boy's hand away and glanced at him with a smile: "What do you want you to do? I'll do it."
He held Yuan Yun's arm and pushed aside the noisy crowd of the third shift. The two walked a few steps. Under the scorching sun, there was grass, sweat, and the breath of youth. Yuan Yun suddenly smiled: "Actually, you don't need to go, you're not tired. ."
"?" Rong Wan said, "Then you want me to walk with you for a while?"
Yuan Yun raised his eyebrows: "They are too noisy, they just want to be with you."
Rong Wan smiled and said, "Congratulations for running the first place, Lao Lin will definitely be happy by then, and he will definitely praise you in the whole class, Brother Yun, I'm really happy for you..." As he spoke, he suddenly thought to himself. Get up: "Wait, I don't know where you left your coat, hurry up and find it, maybe it has been trampled to pieces."
Yuan Yun: "..."
Chapter 59
System: "The target character's current healing degree is 60."
To some extent, Yuan Yun's life trajectory has changed. Originally, the students in Class 3 had gradually improved their impression of Yuan Yun. After the games, the students in Class 3 completely accepted Yuan Yun, and some people called "Brother Yun" and "Brother Yun". Dude has done both hygiene and duty!
While Rong Wan was happy for Yuan Yun in his heart, he also had a little taste. But Yuan Yun was indifferent to others, which made him happy again.
This men's long-distance running competition seems to be the peak of the atmosphere of the third class, but the much-anticipated Rong Wan's shot put is not the case. On this day, almost all the three grades of the school rushed to the corner of the playground to watch the shot put game on the school grass, especially the girls!
However, when Rong Wan moved his wrist, his heart felt extremely empty.
First of all, he is not an athlete, he is just a mere idol performer. Second, Jing Yizhi is a good-looking embroidered pillow. He has a good-looking basketball posture, but he has never scored a few goals, not to mention the skill of throwing the shot put. and strength sports.
So as expected, the shot put was not very good, and with all the effort, it was the fifth place in the field.
But the girls in the stands were not disappointed. Instead, they screamed and cheered one after another. You must know that the school grass, one meter eighty-two, with handsome eyebrows and star eyes, is a scenery wherever you go. In other words, even watching the school grass lay on the grass for three hours, they can get excited!
The people in Class 3 were naturally even more proud of Rong Wan. Even if Rong Wan didn't win the first place, they were all around shouting for cheers, and those who didn't know thought it was Rong Wan who won the championship.
On the contrary, it made the other boys who played with Rong Wan very speechless. This was a shot put game, not a handsome contest! Why did everyone's eyes fall on the school grass-they suffered too much? !
Rong Wan flicked his wrist, got down from the arena blushing, pushed aside the third class and returned to Yuan Yun.
Yuan Yun pulled him to the corner of the tree shade, handed him the mineral water, and rubbed his wrist for him by the way. The skin of Rong Wan's wrists is very white, which is different from the thin muscles on Yuan Yun's body that belong to teenagers. There is almost no flesh on his body, and he is very soft. The palms that have squeezed the lead are slightly red, as if they have been scorched by iron.
Rong Wan complained: "It hurts a little bit. Just now, the shot put almost dropped, but fortunately I clenched it in time."
Yuan Yun frowned: "Where?"
Rong Wan moved his index knuckles and said, "It feels weird here."
Yuan Yun didn't speak, took his hand and pinched his index finger from top to bottom. His strength was neither light nor heavy, and his hands were still cold, and the burning feeling in his fingers disappeared soon after he finished.
Rong Wan watched him squeeze and took a sip of water comfortably.
Qiu Yaru looked at the two of them from the stand. She came over at some point, and suddenly said to Rong Wan, "Why do I feel like you are his girlfriend."
Rong Wan just took a sip of water before he could swallow it, and when he heard this suddenly, he almost choked to death.
Yuan Yun didn't speak, looked at Rong Wan with a little more smile in his eyes, and then patted him on the back.
"What do you mean?" Rong Wan looked at Qiu Yaru and coughed wildly, "Which of your eyes looks at me and thinks I'm a girl—why don't you think I'm a boyfriend and Yuan Yun is my girlfriend?"
Qiu Yaru: "..." Is this the point? ! What do you think is weird.
Qiu Yaru couldn't tell, she always felt that the two of them were close enough in last semester, but this semester, it seems that there is an atmosphere where outsiders can't get involved. It's a friendly brotherhood, it always feels better than that. Further, she didn't know how to express it.
"Okay, back to the classroom." Yuan Yun suddenly pulled Rong Wan back to the classroom.
On the last day, the three classmates took a photo together, shouted the slogan of the third class on the track and field, and Lao Lin himself handed out medals to several students who won the first place in the project with a smile. Rong Wan stood in the boys' team, watching Yuan Yun come back with a medal hanging around his neck, with a little envy. Yuan Yun stood behind him on the right, and after a while, while others were not paying attention, he secretly stuffed the medal into the palm of his back behind him.
Rong Wan looked back at Yuan Yun in surprise, Yuan Yun was expressionless and looked cool, but his ears were slightly red.
Rong Wan stuffed the medal into the pocket of the school uniform, pinched it, couldn't help stepping on the grass under his feet, and laughed quietly.
The sports meeting ended with excitement and cheers. Due to the excellent performance of the third class, the ranking in the whole grade rose by eight places compared to last year. Lao Lin also paid for it out of his own pocket and invited the whole class to have a meal. One last binge!