Chapter 29 The competition officially begins

After the evening self-study get out of class, Yao Ying asked Lu Shaoan to stay after she was about to go for a night run.

"What's wrong? What's going on?"

"..."

Seeing Lu Shaoan's impatient look, Yao Ying said helplessly: "You don't want your money?"

"What money?"

"Give me money to buy shoes for those in the class!"

"Oh." Lu Shaoan scratched his head awkwardly: "Sorry, I have a bad memory and almost forgot. WeChat, Alipay or bank card?"

"Let's use WeChat. But... the money is still two people short and they haven't collected it. They said it will take two days before the money can be paid."

"Who is it?"

He was not greedy for that little money, he was just curious to ask who couldn't even afford the 106 yuan!

"Lin Yuhan and Zhao Anran."

Lu Shaoan recalled the two people's daily behavior. They were both very obedient and well-behaved little girls.

However, he heard that Lin Yuhan's mother seemed to be seriously ill and her family's conditions were not good. As for Zhao Anran, he didn't know much about it!

"Forget it, tell them I won the lottery and don't want the money."

?

Yao Ying looked at Lu Shaoan in confusion: "Won the prize?"

"Yes, I won the prize. I will transfer another 318 yuan to you, and you can return the money to the other three people. It means that a total of 5 people have won the prize, and they are all the lucky ones~"

With that said, Lu Shaoan transferred the money, then left the classroom and went for a run on the playground...

Looking at Lu Shaoan's leaving figure and the money on WeChat, Yao Ying couldn't help but smile: "This guy is still very considerate!"

…

The next day.

The sky is clear, not even a single snow-white cloud, the sky and water are all blue~

As a key middle school, Qingcheng No. 2 Middle School is already crowded with people, colorful flags are flying, and the sports meeting march song "噔唔唔唔唔"" is playing loudly in the campus ~

"Gan, God doesn't give you any chance to enjoy the cool air!"

Hearing Lin Zishan, who was holding the class flag and basking in the morning sun, cursing in front of him, Lu Shaoan suppressed his laughter and stepped forward to cover him with his hands: "Come, Xiao Linzi, accept my brother's cold love for you.

~”

"Fuck you! You let me do this thankless thing again."

"How can it be called thankless? You are the face of our Grade 1 (Twenty-two) class, Yuanbao Xiaotao, don't you think so?"

Two girls at the front of the team immediately smiled and nodded in agreement.

Xiao Tao, a girl with short hair, said: "Yes! You are the most handsome at the same table. You are the best in our class, much more handsome than Lu Shaoan."

When Lu Shaoan heard this, he immediately became unhappy:

"Hey~ Xiao Taozi, you can't tell lies just because Lin Zishan is your deskmate!

Although... there is no need to discuss whether you can keep your eyes open or not. If you were a man, you would definitely be the next Li Ronghao."

Looking at the doll-headed little girl Tao Ziwei, Lu Shaoan couldn't help but make fun of her little eyes~

"Lu Shaoan, you can talk about me. But...I don't allow you to talk about my lovely deskmate!!!"

After hearing this, Lin Zishan in front immediately turned around and yelled angrily.

Lu Shaoan smiled and said: "Uh-huh~ What, Xiao Linzi, are you forgetting your friends because of your lust? That's okay, Lin Zishan!"

…

The two of them were still fighting with each other, but the dean of teachers walked over quietly. The cold pressure instantly silenced everyone~

"snort!"

Xiong Pan looked at everyone with disdainful eyes and stopped talking, then turned around and went to other classes.

"Oh my god! It really scares me to death. The sound of Hei Wuchang's walking is getting quieter and quieter."

"Tch~ You have done something wrong, you just love to be frightened."

Xiao Xiao mocked Lin Zishan, and Lu Shaoan went to the middle of the team, tidying up collars, tying shoelaces, straightening ice sleeves, straightening gloves, and tightening hair ties for everyone~

At this time, Class 1 (Twenty-two) of Senior High School could be said to be armed to the teeth. First of all, in terms of appearance, it overwhelmed the other classes who were not neatly dressed. Just by looking at them, they felt uniform.

"This Grade 1 (22) class is such a bastard, doing so many fancy things!"

"That's right! He was hiding it from us before, but he got involved at the last moment. The person in charge... is a fucking old man."

"This is to win, by any means necessary!"

"Why didn't we think of doing this?"

"..."

Listening to the mutterings of the team members next to him, Lu Shaoan held his head high, feeling not ashamed but proud. He sighed as if to show off: "Oh~ these gloves are a bit white... these ice sleeves are silky and cool...

These shoes! They’re just... pretty good-looking~ Hehe.”

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…

On the playground.

The unchanging magical music "Sports Meeting March" stopped, and the first and second grade students all went to their designated places and stood up~

On the rostrum, a row of leaders who didn't know what to do were sitting upright.

A female teacher stood up with a microphone and started to introduce, the principal... that director... and the Ministry of Education... the police...

After a lot of introductions, a senior leader said a bunch of encouraging words to the new students, and then the female teacher finally announced:

"The military training competition for the freshmen of the class of 2015 has officially begun."

"噔噔噔噔噔 ~ 噔噔噔噔噔 ~ 噔噔噔噔噔 ~ 噔噔噔噔噔 ..."

The magical music sounds again~

Each class entered the track in an orderly manner, and then began to run around the playground to the music and the class flag in front~

After simply running two laps to warm up, each class returned to their respective positions and sat down.

"This fake grass... feels a little wet!" As soon as she sat down, Qin Songya felt wet and uncomfortable.

When Lu Shaoan saw this, he immediately took off his coat and handed it over: "Here, deskmate. Take my clothes as a cushion."

"Hey, thank you, my deskmate."

Seeing Qin Songya smile, Lu Shaoan felt sweeter than drinking ten cups of milk tea~

…

In front of the rostrum.

The seniors in the second grade of high school started a wonderful performance. They first walked around the playground and chanted slogans, and then collectively came to the football field.

"Prepare for fighting~"

"kill!"

"kill!!"

"kill!!!"

The roars are endless~

They played a set of military boxing that was completely different from the first grade students.

On the grass, Lu Shaoan asked the instructor curiously: "Instructor, I think their punch is interesting! What kind of punch is this?"

Xie Zhengguo explained: "What they learned in their second year of high school was enemy-catching boxing, which is different from your military style boxing."

"That's right! Which of these two punches is more powerful?"

"Haha~ It's almost the same! It mainly depends on who practices it. Once you practice it, it will be a very strong self-defense and fitness technique. Are you interested? I'll teach you."

"No, no~ just out of curiosity!"

After watching the high school sophomores finish their boxing, the high school freshman took the stage for the highlight of the competition.

First, the twenty-two classes collectively walked around the playground track, and then each class began to walk individually in front of the leaders on the rostrum in a neat row~

Lu Shaoan's Grade 1 (22) class was at the back, so he didn't feel much pressure. He quietly moved forward from the back little by little.

"One two one, one two one."
To be continued...