Lin Wei's brain is still very active on this side. On the track there, the 10,000-meter long-distance runners from each class have already taken their place.

The rostrum was called again. When it was clicking Jiangsu, a burst of fanatical cheers broke out in the playground, basically all of which were the voices of girls.

“…”

Lin Wei was so quarrel that she woke up from the small theater she had dreamt of.

She looked up and looked up at the playground.

There were many people standing at the starting point, with different heights and weights. Because there were many people, it felt like a group of people gathered together.

But Jiang Su was very conspicuous.

He was wearing a white sportswear, and under the sunlight, his white skin was slightly cold.

He was moving his ankles, and his movements were very small, making the boys around him look a little exaggerated.

When everyone was ready and he was just around the corner, he suddenly glanced at the side of the shift.

This caused a stir in many girls sitting here.

Through most of the playground, Lin Wei always felt that he was watching her.

"The man is ten thousand meters, prepare-"

With a gunshot, the long-distance running event that makes people kneel down the street has begun.

More than 20 athletes ran out from the starting line in unison. Some maintained a steady speed and moved forward at a constant speed. Some jumped out at the moment when the gunshots, just like running a 100-meter sprint.

Among the fastest group of people, Jiang Su was the one who jumped.

His sprint is very strong, and in the blink of an eye, he ran to the front.

The eyes of all the teachers and students in the school were on him and circled around the playground with his figure.

If he didn't run in the front, he had already asked many little girls to cheer him up openly and secretly. Now he is not only running first, but also leading the second place by nearly 100 meters. The little girls are all screaming like crazy.

Lin Wei started to feel uncomfortable again.

...As for it, I just ran a few laps, and it was like I got the first place.

In sports competitions, each class can submit articles to the rostrum.

Generally speaking, everyone cheers on the athletes in their class.

In order not to let the class be distracted, Wang Wei specially arranged this task to Bai Jian to be responsible, asking her to harass the students in the class who did not participate in the competition and handed in two cheering drafts.

In the past few days, Lin Wei has heard a lot of submissions from Class 1 of Grade 2, but it seems that the person who is cheering up is not Jiang Su.

Lin Wei was so embarrassed that Jiang Su happened to run past their stands, and was excitedly shouting for cheering Bai Jian: "Is anyone writing a cheering draft for Jiang Su?"

Bai saw that his cheering manuscripts were copied online. As for the cheering person, it must be her deskmate Lin Wei. As for others, she didn't read them at all, so she handed them over to the rostrum, "Ah? I don't know."

After pausing, Bai Jian asked: "Vivi, do you want to write a cheering script for the school tyrant? I'm familiar with the little brother in charge of broadcasting on the rostrum. I can ask him to read yours first."

Lin Wei: “…”

She just asked.

Ask casually.

Before Lin Wei could say this, the female host spoke on the rostrum not far away: "To Jiang Su, Class 1 of Grade 2, surpass his limits, surpass himself, and take off in the direction of his dreams. The manuscript from Qin Xiaoyu, Class 18 of Grade 1."

Lin Wei: "??"

Why are you doing Class 18 in Grade 1 to cheer for Class 1 in Grade 2?

Did the host have no manuscript to read? In order not to be distracted, he could only read this?

"To Jiang Su, Class 1, Grade 1, faced with the long journey, you did not fear or retreat. You let sweat wet your back, let fatigue crawl all over your body, and still struggled to catch up. You only have one goal and you only have one belief. Come on, Jiang Su! Luo Nannan, Grade 17, Grade 1, Grade 1, Grade 1, Grade 1, Grade 1," this time he changed to the male host.

“…”

"To Jiang Su, Class 1, Grade 2..." This time, he changed back to the female host.

“…”

For five minutes, the cheerful manuscripts that the two hosts read over and over were all written for Jiang Su.

Moreover, it can be easily identified from the names of the manuscripts, and they are all girls' names.

Lin Wei looked at the boy running on the playground and said slowly: "Tsk."

I don’t know how many times the name Jiang Su was tossed and turned into the mouths of the two hosts. Finally, the press release that the male host spoke again no longer started with “To Jiang Su, Class 1, Grade 2”.

"At this moment, I hope to let it fly at the starting line, and at this moment, time is frozen in eternity. The sound of gunfire is a horn to cheer for you, and the shouts in the stands are a flag to shout for you. Qin Sasa, a Class 19, Grade 1, and the above manuscript is given to Jiang Su."

“…”

Lin Wei was silent for three seconds, then moved her lower lip again, slowly and silently: "Fuck."

Four hundred meters per lap, ten thousand meters will have to run 25 laps. When Jiangsu reached 13 laps, one-third of the boys who participated in the sports meeting had already left the court.

Jiang Su's speed is still stable. It can be seen that the boy's physical strength and endurance are really good.

Lin Wei listened to the cheering script for Jiang Su again, then picked up her schoolbag expressionlessly from the side, unzipped her zipper expressionlessly, and took out the white paper and pen from inside without expressionlessly. She pinched the pen expressionlessly, was silent at the paper for half a minute, and then wrote a few lines of words.

She folded the paper and handed it to her deskmate who was responsible for handing over the cheering draft: "Give it."

Bai Jian said in surprise: "What?"

"You just asked me if I wanted to write a good draft?" Lin Wei asked and answered: "Well, yes, I just wanted to write a good draft."

“…”

"The main reason is that I think that the students in our class will be embarrassing to be cheered by other classes."

“…”

Bai Jian went to send him on to cheer. Lin Wei has been waiting for the recreational draft she wrote for Jiang Su since she left.

Jiang Su on the playground ran round after round.

On the 18th lap, the second and third places, who were left behind by him for most of the lap, began to accelerate.

The game suddenly became exciting and nervous.

Lin Wei looked at the second and third places running faster and faster, and couldn't help but grab the pen in her hand.

Even though they never caught up with Jiang Su, the gap between them was still maintained by most of the circle, but Lin Wei was still very nervous.

The sound of cheering on the playground was deafening, and Jiang Su was mixed with various tones.

Many girls finished a lap in Jiangsu and counted it. Lin Wei didn't say anything, but she was led by their rhythm and counted it.

When he counted to 20, Jiang Su was still the first. He was really strong. He rushed so quickly at the beginning, and he still had the strength to fight back.

The group of people couldn't sit still and stood up.
Chapter completed!