His own little sweetheart

Chapter 866, Debunked 21
Faintly withdrawing his gaze, Xia Anruo hummed lightly, and continued to look at the textbook in his hand peacefully.

"That sweetheart, isn't that your number one rival in love?" Luo Linlin said, with a smirk, she bumped Xia Anruo's arm with her elbow, "I didn't know you well at that time, if I were as close as you are now If so, I will definitely not let her go."

Xia Anruo raised her eyes, "Linlin, I've always had a bad feeling that Luo Tianxin is back, and that Anxin is Luo Tianxin..."

Lorraine's eyes widened, "No way?"

Saying that, she looked at the screen of the phone again, sweetheart's appearance, and she really couldn't connect the girl on the phone with the rustic-looking An Xin with short hair and black-rimmed glasses.

"If that An Xin is really a sweetheart..." Xia Anruo said, a sternness flashed in her eyes, the strength in her hands gradually deepened, and the textbooks became a little wrinkled in her hands.

"Then let's teach her a lesson!" Luo Linlin patted the table and replied for Xia Anruo.

Xia Anruo smiled.

"By the way, we're going to hold the autumn sports meeting soon." Luo Linlin said with a malicious smile.

……

Sweetheart lay lazily on the desk, while the classmates behind her chattered about the sports meeting.

"I don't know who is so unlucky for this marathon run~!"

"That's right, a good sports meeting, what kind of marathon~~ Such a long mileage, won't you be exhausted and paralyzed after running a lap?"

"But the school said that each class must send at least one student to participate..."

Sweetheart listened casually to everyone's chat, and followed what they said in her mind.

marathon?
She is also very annoying, and she is not at all interested in this sports meeting.

The squad leader sent out the registration form, one for each person, and he chose which sport he would like to participate in.

After scanning the registration form, Sweetheart didn't pay attention, and stuffed it directly into her desk.

in the afternoon.

Sweetheart, who was sleeping on the desk, was woken up by a group of onlookers.

"Student An, you are really the savior of our class~~!"

"Whoa, why didn't you transfer to our class earlier?"

"You are so great!"

Sweetheart rubbed her eyes sleepily, and looked at these people in confusion, "What are you talking about?"

"The entry forms for each event of the sports meeting have come out. If you hadn't come forward, classmate An, I really don't know what to do!" The squad leader looked at Sweetheart gratefully, and said, putting a form on Sweetheart's desk. In front of him, "Including you, classmate An, there are a total of 55 people participating in the marathon this year."

Saying that, the monitor patted Sweetheart on the shoulder very solemnly, "Student An, we don't expect you to get any ranking, we only ask you to come back alive."

With a twitch at the corner of her mouth, three lines slid down from Sweetheart's forehead, what are they all about!
Waking up for a moment, Sweetheart grabbed the project list and looked at it, and sure enough, she found her name in the column of marathon.

What the hell, I didn't sign up for the marathon at all, okay?
Subconsciously, she reached out and touched the hole of her desk, only to find that at some point, her registration form had disappeared!
She doesn't want to participate in this!

With a snap, Sweetheart slapped the project list in her hand on the desk, "Who did this? I didn't sign up for the marathon at all, who made it up for me?"

(End of this chapter)