Lin Wei calmed down and muttered in a low voice: "So many people who can dance, why do you have to choose me?"

Jiang Su stopped when he turned his pen. He looked at the little front table, who was not very convinced, and knocked on the table with a pen, signaling her to stretch her head over.

"What are you doing?" Lin Wei asked, and the man had already stepped on the chair and stood up slightly to lean on Jiang.

Jiang Su lowered his head and approached the little girl who stretched her neck and tried to get through: "Because you like my waist."

“…”

Lin Wei subconsciously grabbed the armrest of the chair.

Hello, school tyrant, pay attention to the occasion, this is in the classroom.

Lin Wei swallowed her saliva and wanted to sit back calmly. However, before he could react, Jiang Su slowly made another sound, his voice a little low and hoarse: "I can't forget what I like, I must satisfy you."

“…”

Lin Wei was so shocked that she fell back onto the chair.

She moved a little violently, and the chair hit his table, making a "clang" sound.

Lin Wei glared at Jiang Su, and turned around expressionlessly as many students in the class were gaze for unknown reasons.

Wang Wei, who had been eavesdropping on their speeches, did not give Lin Wei any chance to struggle. He announced to the whole class excitedly: "Our class committee sacrificed a break during class and finally agreed on the talent performance of our sports meet. This sports meet in our class can finally be as cool as other classes. That talent performance is dancing, which is completed by our class's double-one combination. The double-one combination is Lin Wei and Jiang Su. Everyone applauded them and thanked them for their contributions to our class."

Chen Yangke cooperated and shouted OK, taking the lead and applauded.

Amid the applause, Lin Wei felt that her face was expressionless and almost turned into a facial paralysis.

…

Sports meet is definitely a very important thing for campus life.

Although each class shouted "Friendship No. 1, second in the competition", in fact, they were all trying hard to compete with other classes.

The sports meeting only takes one semester, and the class teacher is relatively relaxed at this time. In the last class every afternoon, he will assume that everyone will go to the playground to walk the square formation.

Occasionally, when Jiang Zhangyun is free, he will hold her son who is not yet old and stand by and find out the faults.

Lin Wei and Jiang Su were busy rehearsing and did not need to walk on the square formation. However, with Wang Wei's knowledge of everything, Lin Wei still knew about their practice of the square formation.

Wang Wei was quite scheming and said the slogans of Class 1, but they could not be exposed until the end. When training on the playground, they shouted the slogans of last year.

In order to arrange the table, Class 1 specially ordered a set of shift clothes, made a banner, and made a few speakers, specifically asking for help.

The class uniform was discussed with several girls and ordered it online. It looked much better than Wang Wei ordered at the last sports meeting. The boys had a campus style suit and tie, and the girls had the same style of tops, but the lower body was a short skirt and black leather boots, so it was not too youthful.

All the class was busy with sports meetings, and until the end of the day, there was no problem with everything, but the registration form was still empty.

Seeing that it was the last half day of submitting the registration form, Wang Wei walked around the streets and was like selling during the break, "I'm here to sign up for it? I think the shot put is particularly suitable for your arm."

"Student, I'll tell you a fortune-telling. I'm sure you can get pretty good grades when you jump high, so come on and sign up."

"This classmate..."

As Wang Wei persisted in harassing each other one by one, the registration form was barely filled in.

The head teacher has indicators and the requirements must be filled.

During the last break from school that day, Wang Wei stood on the podium table and urged him like a death sentence: "Dear students, students, please report to the project again!"

"It's the last ten minutes, and it's the last ten minutes. Please sign up, classmates, classmates--"

Liang Sichen, who was sitting in front of the podium table, knocked on the podium table with a book: "What other projects are left empty?"

"The man is 5,000 meters, jump high." Wang Wei stared at Liang Sichen like a savior, and asked, "Squad leader, which one do you want to choose?"

Liang Sichen pushed his glasses: "It's 5,000 meters."

"Damn it, that's OK! The class monitor is really worthy of being the class monitor!" Wang Wei happily filled in a name: "The class monitor sacrificed his own leadership to sign up. Everyone should follow the trend quickly, classmates, classmates..."

As Wang Wei started a new round of urging shouts, Bai Jian came to Lin Wei: "The squad leader is going to run 5,000 meters? It feels a bit amazing!"

The next class was about to go to the dance studio to rehearse. Before going, Lin Wei, who wanted to solve her English homework, said "Hmm" indifferently: "He is quite awesome."

Jiang Su, who was lying on the back table, moved his head and looked up at the ponytail on the front table.

"Is anyone signing up!"

"Is there anyone else to sign up!"

"It's been the last five minutes! The class leader!!!! Classmates..."

Amid Wang Wei's heart-wrenching shouts, Jiang Su suddenly stood up.

Jiang Su sat in the last row, leaning against the back door, and basically rarely walked into the classroom.

When he got up, no one paid attention to him. When he was walking along the corridor and approaching the podium, many people began to look at him.

Until he heard his hands in his pockets and his headphones were hanging in front of the podium, the whole class suddenly became quiet and everyone stared at Jiang Su.

Jiang Su stretched out his hand at Wang Wei.

Wang Wei stood there without reaction.

Jiang Su frowned slightly, clicked on the podium, "Registration Form."

The classroom was quieter.

It was so quiet that it could be heard even if a needle fell off.

After about ten seconds, Wang Wei recovered: "Brother Su, are you trying to register?"

Although the head teacher asked Jiang Suduo to sign up, Wang Wei did not have the courage to harass the school bully. He just asked the school bully two opinions symbolically, signed him up for a 200-meter sprint and a mixed run of 400*8.

When asked, Wang Wei was foolish and said that Lin Wei was going to run 400*8, and whether he would come too. When the school tyrant nodded, he said weakly, "Would you like to add another two hundred meters to sprint?"

Jiang Su nodded.

After waiting for two seconds, he saw that Wang Wei had not submitted the registration form, so he raised his hand and pulled the form away from him.

Wang Wei came back to his senses and handed Jiang Su a pen while saying, "The man has a high jump left..."

Before Wang Wei could finish his words, Jiang Su had already written his name after the jump.

Jiang Su was about to put down his pen when he saw the man running 10,000 meters in the last column, running empty. He held the tip of the pen and lit it: "Where is this?"

"This... Ignore it. Our class is just to draw lots, and to catch anyone, anyway, it is just to be a foil and a denominator..."

Wang Wei was explaining, and seeing Jiang Su writing the words Jiang Su with his pen and brush, he opened his mouth wide, "Brother Su Su, you, are you going to run ten thousand meters?"
Chapter completed!