Zhuang Wenche has been practicing this run for almost two weeks.

At first, he jogged at a slightly faster speed. Amidst the shouts and cheers around him, he felt the slightly warm wind blowing past him.

He slowly closed his eyes, leaving only a gap to look at the track on the ground to prevent him from running in the wrong direction.

Time keeps moving forward, and he no longer knows where he is now, nor how far he has run. He expected to sprint for 400 meters in the last two laps, but at this time, he felt a little confused.

Don't know when to start.

"Lao Zhuang, come on!"

A familiar voice came from not far away.

"It's the last 500 meters, come on!"

What a sound it sounded like. He opened his eyes, and after running the 1,100 meters, he was about to start his accelerating run.

In less than three minutes, the game was over.

Zhuang Wenche crossed the finish line second.

"Lao Zhuang, you are really great!"

The next second, Zhuang Wenche's body that almost fell was caught by a group of people running over.

Zhuang Wenche's groggy head and his powerless body were dragged around the playground, and he gradually recovered from the running track just now.

"It's okay, your practice is not in vain." Lu Qinglin supported him, murmured in his ear, and boasted all the way. Even though there were only a few words of praise, he still talked happily.

"Drink some." He Si handed over the water, then took it back the next second and unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it over again, "Here."

He stopped and took the water from He Si, and downed the whole bottle, "How about it, I told you I'm awesome!"

"It's amazing!" Ke Chu'an suddenly appeared from behind and hooked Zhuang Wenche's neck, and the two almost fell down together.

"I'm looking for death. I just finished running." Zhuang Wenche poked him with his elbow, suddenly thought of something, and smiled maliciously, "Where is Zhao Yutong? Failed to seduce a girl?"

"Don't curse me," Ke Chu'an then put his hand down from Zhuang Wenche's neck, "She went for long jump inspection. I didn't expect that she even reported for long jump."

"Inspection! Now!" He Si and Lu Qinglin shouted in unison, then they forgot to look at each other, threw the things to Zhuang Wenche, turned around and ran away.

"Both of them?"

"I also applied for the project."

"Am I the only one who didn't get anything in return for the co-authorship?"

"Then why don't you repay it?"

"I'm thinking I still need to get my band together, but maybe I don't have enough training time."

"It's okay. Let's perform well at the art festival. You are the captain, so you really can't be distracted." Zhuang Wenche said, intending to bend down to pick up something on the ground. Then he looked at Ke Chu'an standing beside him and coughed twice, "I ran away.

Why hasn’t it healed yet?”

After hearing this, Ke Chuan just wanted to roll his eyes countless times, "I'm just a tool man." He complained, but he still picked it up, held it in his hand, freed up his free hand, and reached out

In front of Zhuang Wenche, "Uncle, can you help me?"

"I am such a tough guy, do I still need help?"

"You bastard!" Now I may just be thinking about being deceived by this bastard again.

"Watch them play." Zhuang Wenche took a long step and walked in front of Ke Chuan to lead the way. He was a hundred times healthier than a healthy person.

When they went there, He seemed to be practicing jumping at the back of the team, and they seemed to be in good condition.

The girls competed before the boys. After seeing it, it seemed that it was Lu Qinglin, so it was considered that both the rain and the dew were wet, Zhuang Wenche thought to himself.

He Si's jumping ability has always been very good, since she was a child. This long jump didn't take a lot of energy from her, but the effect was pretty good.

1.98 meters is also the second best result.

Fortunately, this was He Zi's best result, and she was very happy even if she didn't take first place.

Lu Qinglin lived up to expectations and won first place in the long jump, and then rushed to the next high jump.

Although Lu Qinglin successfully jumped over the height of more than 1.7 meters, his calf was crushed by his body.

"Are you okay? Let me take you to have a look. I feel quite serious." Zhuang Wenche looked at Lu Qinglin sitting on the ground, his lips turned a little white.

"Why don't you just get injured in the high jump? It's like no one has ever been injured in a sports competition." Lu Qinglin tried to stand up, but it was a bit difficult. "Don't worry, I can still win the next competition!"

"How can you participate in the competition?" He Xiang found an ice pack and gave it to Lu Qinglin.

"It's really okay." Lu Qinglin stood up this time. In order to prove that he was okay, he walked around bravely and said, "Keep your hearts in your stomach. That cushion is so soft. How could something happen if you fall? I am now

Standing here carefully is the best proof, isn't it?"

Lu Qinglin's stubborn temper has risen, and no one can stop him.

I had no choice but to keep an eye on Lu Qinglin and let him have a good rest.

Maybe misfortunes never come singly. After taking care of Lu Qinglin, He Xiang fell down again when he was running 800, and came back with a bad result with blood in his leg.

"It's so annoying, how could I fall?"

"Just talk, don't move!" Zhuang Wenche pressed her legs harder and treated her wounds, "You're not that old, you can fall flat while running, that's fine."

"You can't blame me. I didn't expect such a thing to happen."

Seeing Zhao Yutong and the squad leader coming over, He Xiang waved to them, "Why are you all here?"

"Look at you, you're too serious, you're bleeding." Lin Lan was bleeding, but still a little scared, "There's still so much."

Zhuang Wenche cleaned up the blood and pushed the paper behind him.

More than one person was injured in this sports meeting. The school continuously circulated notifications on the loudspeaker asking athletes to pay attention to safety, and the school doctor shuttled back and forth throughout the campus.

The competition is still going on, and what everyone is most looking forward to is the group event on the third day.

Under the scorching sun, Zhuang Wenche persuaded Lu Qinglin all morning not to participate in the 1,000 relay before the high jump injury was completely healed, and to replace him with someone else.

But it has no effect.

"Lao Zhuang, you believe me!"

"This is not a question of whether you believe it or not, this is..."

"Do you not believe me anymore? We have had such a deep brotherhood for so many years. How can you say that you don't believe me and then stop believing me?"

"No, don't pull anything else, your legs..."

"You have to believe in my legs. If they can do it, so can I. I can definitely run first. Do you believe me?"

"I believe it, but not..."

"Lao Zhuang, you have changed..."

"You can replace it with someone else from our class."

"The rest of our class tomorrow is the 2000 relay. What if they run the next race for me?"

"Then don't run away."

"Lao Zhuang, you don't believe me, are you worried that I will hinder our class? I know, I..." Lu Qinglin felt like tears were about to flow out when he said it.

"You, you, you! You know nothing! Go to hell! Just be yourself." Zhuang Wenche gave him a standard smile in return.

There was no other way, so Lu Qinglin still went on the field to participate in the competition, taking the second relay position.

To be honest, Lu Qinglin didn't know if he could do it. The moment he got the baton, he held his breath and ran 200 meters before passing the baton to the next person.

Then, he put on a plaster and lay on the hospital bed.

Zhuang Wenche: "..."

Lu Qinglin: "..."

"First place, right?" Lu Qinglin took a deep breath, "In our class?"

"Um."

"Don't be so cold." Lu Qinglin tried to warm up his face and put his cold behind on him.

"roll."

"No."

"I should just break your legs. You said you are wearing a cast and a cane now. I have to take care of you when you go to and from school. You might as well limp by yourself and walk slowly. Dad, I owe you."

Is it there?”

"dad!"

He Si and Ke Chuan rushed over as soon as they finished the rehearsal, and were relieved to see that Lu Qinglin was fine.

"Just sit down and watch the show tomorrow. Don't get hurt again." He Si said, putting the guitar aside and taking a breath.

"Can I play some?" Zhuang Wenche pointed to the guitar that He Xiang had just put down.

"Okay." He seemed not to have expected that Zhuang Wenche would be interested in her guitar, but she still opened her piano bag, took out the guitar and put it in his arms.

"Can you play?"
To be continued...