Is this kid crazy?

Mencius stood under the big tree, his eyes couldn't be removed from the boy's body at all. From the beginning, he thought she hated her, but she had ulterior motives, and now she is full of shock.

The twelfth lap is over, and only the last half of the lap is left. Not to mention the students paying attention, even the other instructors are paying close attention to the development of the situation.

Above the tall building, Wang Zhengnan was also holding his breath, and his mind was in a state of nervousness. As a result, he only heard a pop, the lighter was lit, and Qin Zhan started to puff of smoke in a leisurely manner.

"Aren't you worried that your brother will be punished if he loses?" Wang Zhengnan couldn't help but complain, although he could solve all the things he remembered with a single sentence, but after all, his brother was in the game with his subordinates, can this guy have a little snack.

And Qin Zhan took his first breath, and the smoke he exhaled covered his face in the air, and then he said lightly, "Nothing to worry about."

Because the outcome is already divided.

When the distance of the half lap is getting closer and closer, the stalemate figures begin to have gaps, and everyone's mouths are getting bigger and bigger. Finally, when the first place crossed the finish line first, the audience was completely silent. , the mouth can stuff an egg.

"Song Ye... won?" The students who witnessed the whole game still couldn't believe it, looked at the classmates beside them, and confirmed it again.

"Well, I won..." The classmate next to him retracted his chin, but his eyes were equally dull, he nodded and deepened his tone.

"Damn it, I really won, cow!" Gu Yitong was the first to hold back, after making a foul language, he jumped three feet high and rushed over like a rabbit. Idol, from today on, Song Ye is his idol.

Who said that Xiaobailian has no strength, and slapped his three big mouths.

This roar finally brought everyone back to their senses, and the sensational atmosphere resounded over the entire campus. At this moment, they all forgot that Song Ye was the person they were not ashamed of. For a moment, the boy's head was raised high, and the firm figure with sweat dripping from the tips of his hair.

He's so handsome, so unparalleled.

When the old eight stood at the finish line, his expression was also a little stunned, and he didn't react for a while.

He panted heavily, looked at the young man on the other side, saw her slightly bent body, put her hands on her knees, lowered her head and turned her face to the side and looked over, her eyebrows, eyes and nose were covered in sweat, It was dripping down, but those eyes were like mirrors washed by rain, so bright that people could see what it represented at a glance.

I won.

This silent declaration made the old man pause in his heart, exhaled a breath of turbid air in his chest, and said in an adult's calm tone, "You won, this matter is over, and remember to massage your calf when you go back."

Song Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth curled up, and replied softly, "Well."

This instructor is a bit old-fashioned, but he is quite upright, like a serious soldier, not as black as a big brother.

Little did he know that a big brother who was smoking upstairs and watching the fun was being slandered by his younger brother at this moment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips as he watched the boy cross the finish line.

"Tsk tsk, your brother is not easy. The eighth is the long-distance running champion in the team. Although he hasn't participated in the competition in the past two years, if Song Ye can outrun him at the age of sixteen, his strength is indeed terrible." Wang Zhengnan did so. After giving the evaluation, he turned his head to look at Qin Zhan and still had no reaction, and then he thought, "Don't you deliberately let the old eight come to be shriveled, just because he had an opinion on Song Ye's joining the team last time?" The new member, he knew about this, and because Song Ye was considered a candidate, he knew a lot of details. The one who opposed the most in this team was the eighth.

He had seen Song Ye's information and photos, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he bluntly described Song Ye as a fancy embroidered pillow, which flattened the boy to nothing in terms of physique and personality.

Later, everyone told the old eight that it was Qin Zhan's younger brother. This guy was righteous, and he said on the spot, "Even if it is a related household, the Eagle Group is not a place to go through the back door."

Good guy, even Qin Zhan, the boss, has lost face.

Wang Zhengnan looked at the figure of the old man at the moment, goodbye Qin Zhan's expression, and deeply suspected that it was someone seeking revenge for personal gain.

In this regard, Colonel Qin only said, "More running-in among the team members can promote feelings."

Pooh. Wang Zhengnan complained silently in his heart, and it was such a big reason to vent his anger on his younger brother, and he despised him.

However, arranging the old eight to come, actually Qin Zhan did not want to expose it. After all, Song Ye is too shrewd. If it was another team member, he would definitely take care of him intentionally or unintentionally. suitable candidates.

Wang Zhengnan was about to chat a little more, when he suddenly saw Qin Zhan frown, and the temperature on his body began to drop.

God, the air conditioner is not so cold in this summer.

Looking back quickly, he saw that Song Ye was being supported and was leaving the playground step by step.

"Let's go first." Qin Zhan got up abruptly and strode towards the door.

Wang Zhengnan was stunned for a long time, and he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry after reacting.

On the other hand, Song Ye's legs were only weak. The knees just now weighed as heavy as a thousand jins. He sprinted for five kilometers at once, and there was no time to buffer his ability to reach the finish line.

The next second, when Kankan was about to fall to the ground, there was an extra hand beside her, and her slender fingers grabbed her arm.

Song Ye was startled, his eyebrows raised, and he saw an unexpected face.

Mencius Heng.

The other party frowned a little displeased by her, turned to the instructor and said, "I'll take him to the infirmary first."

"Go, get a bottle of glucose." The old man nodded, seeing that Song Ye was already dehydrated.

Mencius Ziheng walked outside the arena without saying a word, no matter what Song Ye's expression was at the moment.

In fact, she had no expression at all. Mencius looked at her as soon as he entered the room in the morning, and then extended a helping hand in the afternoon. She couldn't understand the arrogant way of thinking of the eldest young master, but now someone can help him. She still whispered, "Thank you."

With a cold face, Meng Ziheng helped her to the infirmary. After turning around and having someone give her some water and glucose, he said with a little displeased: "It depends on one's own ability. You know that if you continue to run, it is very likely that Will dehydration kill you?"

Song Ye was lying on the hospital bed and was suddenly reprimanded. He blinked his eyes, but he was a little surprised. Looking at the boy who was at the gate, he rarely explained, "I won't do anything I'm not sure about."

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