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221, lovelorn is a person's thing.(1/3)

Fang Zhiya immediately reacted and bent down to pick up the baton.

Li Kexin, who had already taken over the baton, bowed and rushed out like a cheetah.

Only a whistling sound of wind was left.

She was a little panicked and turned around and ran away.

Only Li Kexin and the backs of the other two contestants were left in sight.

She should have been ahead and became the last one.

Her eyes suddenly felt sore and she almost cried. Her eyes looked at Min Yuchan with apology.

It was finally difficult to muster up the courage to participate in the competition again.

Is the result the same as before?

She ran forward hard, trying her best, like a fat man with short legs and unable to run fast.

100 meters, a short distance.

It was so short that it was about to run to the end, and I couldn't catch up with the backs of those classmates.

"Sister Zhihua, come on!"

Su Songyi was outside the field, running along the track, waving to her.

Fang Zhiya gritted her teeth and pursed her mouth, remembering the time she took Su Songyi to buy cakes that day.

That day, the guy ran quickly, went to the intersection of Jiangcheng Road, and said to her: "I want to eat cake, but I don't have money."

It was at that time that she ran very fast.

What is that feeling?

It was very windy that night, and it was very cold when blowing into the collar. The theme song of "As" was held in the small shop on the side of the road.

Su Songyi plays the prelude to the piano music of this song very well.

She recalled her mood when she was, her pace was getting faster and faster, and it seemed like a pair of white wings were about to spread behind her.

Slowly, she caught up with the others.

But even so, it is still several meters away from the fastest Li Kexin.

"Give!"

Qin Min completed the baton from Li Kexin and headed straight to the finish line.

Subsequently, several other groups also completed handover.

"sorry……"

Fang Zhiya was the last one to hand over the baton. Looking at Min Yuchan who was waiting quietly, she looked guilty and her voice trembled.

If you lose this game, what will the people in your class say to her?

Yuchan may have made a promise.

Because of this mistake, everyone's efforts were in vain.

At that time, she and Min Yuchan will definitely be sarcastic by those girls.

Min Yuchan said nothing, just took over the baton and smiled.

With a comforting and encouraging smile, the look seemed to be saying to her: "It's okay, you have done a good job, so let me leave it next."

Then, she saw that cool big girl left her with a chic back, with her long hair floating freely in the wind.

"Wow!"

The audience outside the venue suddenly became excited.

The tall and graceful girl looked focused and solemn. When she gave her all her strength, her cool and pretty face had unprecedented determination.

Stubborn, arrogant, and powerful.

She is such a girl.

With an unstoppable momentum and courage, she overtook her again and again.

In the last 80 meters, it surpassed to seventh.

In the last 70 meters, it surpassed the fifth place.

In the last 50 meters, she broke into the top three with an absolutely strong attitude.

In the last 30 meters, it surpassed Li Kexin.

The last 10 meters will be about to cross the line.

Qin Min is still in the lead.

Min Yuchan's figure quickly passed by her, like a swaying light geese.

Finally, before Qin Min crossed the line, she overtook the last two meters.

As the red ribbon fell, the dust settled and the competition came to an end.

Qin Min stared at the falling red line in a daze, then looked up at Min Yuchan's back, looking dull.

"This is actually the case."

The students from Class 3 and 2 immediately cheered.

"Win! We won!"

All those who questioned Fang Zhiya before were silent at this moment.

"Huh~ am I awesome?"

Min Yuchan lifted her hair, walked to Fang Zhiya, raised her chin, and said proudly.

Fang Zhiya didn't speak, and looked at her with red eyes.

"What are you doing? You can't speak? Didn't we all win? Why are you mourning?"

Min Yuchan put her hand behind her back, leaned over in front of her, and said with a smile.

"Because of me, I almost lost."

Fang Zhihua couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"Hey~ Although you are a teammate of pigs, you can't run fast and you're particularly tricky, but I said that if you take you to win, you will definitely take you to win."

Min Yuchan looked at her red eyes and pouting lips and teased.

"Hmph, look you can."

Fang Zhiya finally had a smile on her face and gave her annoyed look.

"There's nothing. If I lose, you will definitely be very sad."

"So, in order not to make my sister sad, as my sister, of course I have to do my best to run away."

"Qin Min's little radish head runs quite fast, I almost can't catch up."

"The result was better than I thought, because I was extremely good at protecting you."

"How is it? Have you been moved?"

Min Yuchan blinked playfully, with a big sister with a hint of cunning in her tenderness.

"Well, you're so stingy."

Fat Ding curled his lips and put his hands on his chest and turned his face away.

After a while, he turned his face and looked at her, his eyes dodged, and he muttered in confusion: "Thank you."

"Huh? Are there mosquitoes yelling just now?"

Min Yuchan tilted her head, pretended to be confused, and looked around.

"I'm thank you!"

Fat Ding finished speaking unhappily and trotted towards Su Songyi.

Humph, Yuchan is really annoying, even more annoying than Su Songyi, the stinky dog.

At the end of the morning game, the song "the truth that you leave" sounded again in the radio room.

Translated as "the fact that you left", when Su Songyi first heard it, he thought it was "the truth that you left".

When he was a child, Mu Junlan would also play it to him.

Truth means facts and truth, and it seems that there is no difference in English.

But "the fact of you leaving" and "the truth of you leaving" are two different flavors.

You don't really want to leave me. The reason why you left must be because you are insincere, but you can't say it.

With resentment that I can't let go, I have been worried about you for half my life.

You held your ashamed stubbornness and left me and left a foreign land.
To be continued...
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