At the sports meet.

After the flag-raising ceremony, there was a speech from each leader. The principal and vice principal stood on the podium and spoke for half an hour.

After standing for a full hour, there were complaints everywhere. The teacher coughed and allowed them to sit down and rest.

The first class was in the middle.

Sitting cross-legged on the lawn, Song Yu tore open a mint candy and stuffed it into his mouth.

He looked at the pile of small pink envelopes in front of him and was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are these?"

Xi Bowen glanced at the crowd next to him, pouted, and whispered, "Letters.

Your little fangirls sent them. I guess they're all cheering for you in the competition this afternoon. Brother Yu, quickly open them and take a look. "

Ma Xiaoding counted next to him.

"1, 2, 3 … 14, 15, 16. Oh my god, 16 envelopes."

He sighed sincerely. "Brother Yu is awesome. Brother Yu is invincible and popular. In the whole of No.1 Middle School, only God Xie can compete with you."

Song Yu didn't sleep well yesterday and was sleepy now. He sneered when he heard this.

He sucked on a piece of candy and the cool mint flavor spread in his mouth, making him feel a little better.

He pulled over a letter. "They're all love letters?

Don't. It's so early in the morning. It's quite embarrassing. "

However, his eyelids drooped and his lips twitched lazily. Other than "I'm so sleepy" and "I want to sleep" on his face, he didn't look embarrassed at all.

Ma Xiaoding looked left and right and found something interesting. He gloated and said, "Brother Yu, you rejected a love letter last time.

Now everyone has learned their lesson. They didn't write their full names, so you can't find them. You can't return them even if you want to. "

Song Yu took a closer look. Sure enough, the letters were all pseudonyms. They were either Meimei, Mengmeng, or Xiaoqian Wanwan. They were all perfunctory.

The corners of his lips twitched, and the last bit of sleepiness disappeared.

Song Yu casually opened a letter and glanced at it.

There were cute emoticons on the colorful paper, followed by a line of words: "Hubby, you're the best today."

When he opened the next letter, it was much more artistic. The words were very beautiful, but the inscription was "your future girlfriend".

Of course, this wasn't the worst. The signatures at the end were all very unique.

"The next No.1 High School Belle!"

"Did you sleep with Brother Yu today?"

"Big Bro School Tyrant, look at me!"

"Let's get married at eight, hubby!"

Song Yu chewed on the candy and felt that it looked familiar. These were probably their forum IDs. In a sense, it could be considered a real-name confession.

After analyzing the situation in his heart, he said with a smile, "High school girls nowadays are really too free, casually calling someone their husband.

For the sake of the school's spirit and discipline, I've decided to add a rule to my future spouse selection. I won't accept any girl with a total score of less than 600. "

"Hiss." Ma Xiaoding gasped. As a bad student, he felt hurt. "Can you give me a discount?

Give me a 50% discount, 300 cents. "

Xi Bowen laughed out loud. "I'm afraid that when the grade average comes out, it will be ten points higher than before. The principal will give you a silk banner."

Song Yu: "Don't. Make a contribution to the school and hide your achievements."

At this moment, Ma Xiaoding suddenly began to pat the grass excitedly.

"Brother Yu, Brother Yu, God Xie is on stage."

Song Yu's remaining words stopped at the tip of his tongue.

The surroundings began to stir, and the dead atmosphere was swept away.

The girls pushed each other and whispered to each other, unable to hide their excitement.

Song Yu put down the letter in his hand and looked up at the rostrum.

After the freshman representative last time, Xie Sui went on stage again to speak as the student representative.

Under the empty blue sky, the young man in his school uniform stood tall and handsome, outstanding and dazzling.

He read his speech. Perhaps because he didn't sleep well, his voice was a little hoarse, cold, and attractive.

No one present was listening to what he said. Everyone was staring at his face.

The autumn wind blew the white paper at his fingertips.

Song Yu heard the sighs of two girls behind him.

"God Xie has shocked my entire high school.

He's good-looking, has a good temperament, good grades, and his voice is so suave. I'm moved every time I see him. "

"Who doesn't love the school hunk?

Next time, I can suggest to the school to post the top student's photo on the results list. It'll definitely stimulate my motivation to study.

When I think about how I'll be one step closer to him, I instantly want to buy a set of five-three suits. "

"Hahahahaha, don't ask. This is the power of love."

Song Yu sat on the lawn and looked at the outstanding young man. He couldn't help but smile.

His deskmate was amazing.

Xie Sui went off stage. The whole venue was filled with screams like a tide. It was so noisy that the homeroom teachers shook their heads.

Song Yu came back to his senses. He was still holding an unopened letter in his hand. He continued to look down and read the "love letters" he received.

The thirteenth letter.

Xi Bowen asked, "Brother Yu, what are you going to do with them after you read them?"

Song Yu said naturally, "Throw them away."

Xi Bowen instantly made an exaggerated "Wow" sound. "Brother Yu, you're really a scumbag."

Ma Xiaoding shook her head and sighed. "You forgot. Brother Yu has another persona on the forum. He's a cold-hearted scumbag."

Song Yu expressed his disapproval. "You call that a scumbag?"

Xi Bowen: "That's not a scumbag?"

Song Yu sneered. "Then I'll show you what a real scumbag is."

He held a pile of letters in his hand and said to Ma Xiaoding, "Guess which one I'm most satisfied with?"

Ma Xiaoding was stunned. She blinked and said, "Which one?"

Song Yu took off his school jacket and put it aside. He sat in a casual manner.

His light-colored eyes were full of smiles. The corners of his lips were Yangyang.

"That's a little hard to choose."

He pulled out a letter and put it on the grass.

"My favorite is Wanwan."

Another letter.

"I respect Mengmeng's thoughts."

Another letter.

"But I can't help but feel happy when I see Meimei's letter."

Fourth letter.

"It's the easiest to interact with Xiaoqian."

He put the letters down one by one, as if he was dealing cards.

"But if I have to choose someone to be with?

I choose — "

He hadn't put down the letter in his hand.

A person sat down next to him and asked in a cold voice, "Who do you choose?"

Song Yu maintained his posture of holding the letter.

His body seemed to have been hit with a pause button. He suddenly couldn't say the name on the letter.

He tilted his head.

The person who had been shining brightly on the rostrum just now had already taken a seat beside him. His handsome face was looking at him with a smile on his lips, but his dark eyes were cold and clear.

He suddenly felt guilty.

Song Yu coughed and finished his sentence.

"… I choose to study."

Xi Bowen and Ma Xiaoding were both stunned by Song Yu's "scumbag" comment.

They only reacted now.

Ma Xiaoding's eyes widened. "What a scumbag."

Xi Bowen pushed his glasses and was stunned. "Oh my god, Brother Yu, are you running a fish pond or a harem?"

They were getting more and more off-topic. Song Yu rolled his eyes.

They didn't even mention the previous situation. They were simply splashing dirty water on him.

He explained to Xie Sui, "What I just acted for them was not my true thoughts."

Xie Sui repeated slowly and said in a light tone, "My favorite is Wanwan. I respect Mengmeng's thoughts. But I can't help but feel happy when I see Meimei's letter. It's the easiest to chat with Xiaoqian —"

Execution in public!

Song Yu leaned forward in shame and reached out to cover his mouth. He was angry and amused. "That's enough. I like my deskmate the most. Stop reading, stop reading."

The lines on Song Yu's palms were very light. His skin was delicate and soft like jade.

To Xie Sui, it was more like a kiss on the palm of his hand.

I like my deskmate the most.

It was as sweet as spring water.

He suppressed the desire in his heart.

Xie Sui took his wrist away and chuckled. She said slowly, "You don't like studying?"

"It's not contradictory."

Song Yu deliberately changed the topic. "Let's not talk about this. I'll show you the signatures at the end of their letters. They're really bold. There are all kinds of names."

He opened the folded paper in his hand.

The content praised him crazily, called him hubby, and all kinds of flattery.

But the signature was.

"… God Xie, you were great last night."

Song Yu: "…"

Xie Sui: "…"

Ma Xiaoding: "Hahahahaha."

Xi Bowen also held back his laughter. "This guy wants to have a foot in two boats."

Song Yu silently folded it back.

Xie Sui was stunned for a moment. Then she chuckled and said, "You were great last night too."

Song Yu: "…!!"

He tried to change the topic. "I'm even better today. The afternoon is my home ground."

Xie Sui's eyes curved. "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Of course, she also cheered for her classmates during the sports meet.

Song Yu was very interested in watching.

When someone gave him a small flag, he felt that it was novel and interesting and waved it wildly.

The cheers next to him were like a tide.

The cheers were uplifting.

He also became happy.

The announcer was Lin Shuangqiu. His voice spread throughout the sports field.

"Crossing the white starting line, you are like a golden lightning. In this autumn, you burst forth with infinite youth.

Go, athletes, take off like an eagle and conquer your battlefield! "

In the afternoon, the boys' 1500 km run.

When Song Yu changed his clothes and came out, a group of girls next to him were laughing and taking photos with their phones. They exclaimed, "Brother Yu, why are you so handsome?"

Jiang Chunian took a small electric fan and handed it to him. "Brother Yu, you've worked hard to win glory for the class."

Song Yu smiled.

A boy next to him said, "Brother Yu, some people in the other classes look down on you. Now the forum is starting to bet again. I'm not convinced, so I bet my virginity!

You have to get first place. My first night is in your hands. "

His roommate was stunned. "You're giving away your virginity again?!

You haven't given away your virginity from last time? "

The boy: "Sigh, it's a long story."

Song Yu took a sip of water and put the bottle on the table with a smile. He said casually, "Don't worry.

The purpose of my long-distance running is to prove it to everyone.

A person who is handsome and can run fast at the same time. "

Jiang Chunian: "???"

He turned the fan to the maximum. "666."

Song Yu walked onto the track.

The people on the field and the spectator stands immediately went "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

A boy in a baseball cap pointed a selfie stick at them and said passionately, "Hello, it's me again. I'm your good friend, Big K. I f * cking love Song Yu so much that I like to record everything for him.

Do you see that cool guy over there? Although he can't speak to us, we can interact with him in our hearts.

My roommate won't be giving me a Maserati this time. Instead, he'll be giving me a Rolls-Royce. Song Yu is the champion, so he'll be giving me one. Big K will also give me an eight-yuan voucher as a gift. "

Ma Xiaoding and his underlings were armed to the teeth again. They were whistling, clapping, and holding light sticks in their hands.

Xi Bowen snatched the screaming chicken away for fear of losing face.

Ma Xiaoding waved her arms and whistled, "Brother Yu, charge!"

Song Yu was now the most eye-catching person on runway 3.

Next to him was a boy with bronze skin. He glanced at him and said with a smile, "Brother Yu, what place do you plan to get?"

Song Yu said, "Is that something I can decide?

Don't you see how much I'm carrying? "

How many people's first times were there? How many luxury cars and mansions?

The boy with bronze skin laughed, "Hahahahaha."

A gunshot rang out.

The race began.

From the white starting line, the handsome teenager rushed forward like a bolt of lightning.

"Ahhhhhh."

Another round of screams came from the audience.

Jiang Chunian was so nervous that she almost pinched her deskmate's hand.

Liang Yingying couldn't take it anymore. "You're not giving him your first night. Why are you so nervous?"

Jiang Chunian said, "Ahhhh, I'll give him my first night. If Brother Yu wins, I'll give him my first kiss!"

Liang Yingying said, "… Are you looking for a beating?"

Song Yu's stamina was very good, but after all, he had only trained for a week. Compared to the students with special talents, there was still a gap.

In the first two laps, he was in a stalemate with another tall guy. He was far ahead of everyone, but neither of them was half a step behind the other.

But in the last lap, he was at a disadvantage. He didn't have enough energy. When it came to the sprint, he became more and more tired. It was as if he was filled with lead, and his pace gradually slowed down.

"Brother Yu — come on!"

Almost everyone was nervous with him. They cupped their hands around their mouths and shouted loudly.

Ma Xiaoding clapped the plastic palm in his hand and whistled louder and louder.

"Brother Yu, go!"

In the last lap.

Seeing that the finish line was getting closer and closer, the other person began to shake off Song Yu.

The audience burst into heart-wrenching screams.

"Brother Yu!

My first night ahhhh, you have to be responsible for me ahhhhh! "

The audience: "…???"

They were so shocked that they swallowed back their shouts.

With him taking the lead, the cheering changed. Everyone became more and more excited.

"Brother Yu!

Rolls-Royce Phantom!

Did you see it?

It's waiting for you at the finish line! "

"Brother Yu!

There's a sea-view house in front! "

"Who has recorded the barking of a dog? I think that bad idea is feasible."

"Why are you barking — Brother Yu!

Look, thank God!

Do you see such a handsome boyfriend at the finish line? "

Beside the track, there was a neat row of cheering.

Song Yu could only hear the sound of the wind. He couldn't catch his breath. His gaze was fixed on one point.

Right now.

When he was sprinting.

At this moment, he suddenly exploded. It was as if his whole body had been injected with new energy. He gritted his teeth and was as fast as the wind.

He sprinted forward like lightning.

"Wahhhh —!"

The audience stood up excitedly.

In the broadcasting studio, Lin Shuangqiu took out a new cheering script and softly read it into the microphone.

"Shouts, excitement, joy, this is who we are at this moment.

Chase, heartbeat, perseverance, victory or defeat is just a thought away. This is your battlefield. Fight for the throne. Our youth will never fade. "

Almost.

Song Yu looked at the back of the person in front of him. His heart was about to jump out of his chest.

A strong desire to win suddenly arose. There was only one thought in his mind.

Surpass him!

She changed to the next one.

Lin Shuangqiu was stunned.

Then she laughed.

Her voice suddenly slowed down.

The sweet voice, with a smile, came slowly.

"Your sweat spilled on the track and watered my thoughts. Your eyes looked at the finish line and pierced my soul."

Almost. Almost.

Song Yu clenched his back teeth.

His whole soul was burning.

"There are too many beautiful words that I can't say on a normal day. I can only hide behind the cheers and tell you secretly."

"You are the milky way, the classics of grass and trees, and all the beautiful things I can think of."

With every step he took, he could hear his own heavy breathing. His throat was dry, and his lungs were burning.

"Thank you for appearing in my life and decorating all the ordinary and boring years.

Let the peppermint wind in the midsummer hang on the tail of my youth. "

"Kind, cute, smart, my husband, Brother Yu."

In the last few seconds, Song Yu's mind was blank.

He didn't know if he had surpassed that person. He just looked at the finish line.

Xie Sui stood there.

"Hurry up."

The whistle suddenly sounded.

The moment he stepped over the finish line, it was like the last string snapped. Exhaustion and weakness swept through his body.

"Faster."

The crowd was in a hubbub and screaming.

His eyes were blank. He was about to kneel down when he fell into a strong and cold embrace.

"Cross the finish line and come to my heart."