Handsome school grass: fall in love with drag girl

Chapter 50 The Nervous Guy (2)

I knew I would report more projects!

At this moment, Shi Mingmei, who was standing beside the long jump sand pool, regretted it very much.

In the past few days, it was his beloved Du Ziteng who helped put up the number plates and delivered tea and water. Seeing the happy expressions of those girls, Shi Mingmei's eyes were about to bleed with jealousy.

"No. 21, Shi Mingmei!" The teacher next to the sand pool called Mingmei's name.

Shi Mingmei looked at the sunken sand pool and felt a little timid. Wouldn't her beautiful sneakers and socks be dirty and torn after jumping down like this?
please!If you really worry about this, you should report for a long-distance running at that time.

Mingmei wanted to retire, but she saw Du Ziteng looking at her in the crowd, so she reluctantly walked over.

One, two, three, Shi Mingmei closed her eyes and jumped forward.

"Hey classmate, don't jump if you are not serious. What's the matter with you jumping 1.2 meters?!" The physical education teacher next to him said angrily.

Grandma's, it's too embarrassing, jumping out of a child's full bus ticket height line.

"Again!"

please!Teacher, I didn't want to take the first place, why did I jump again? !Shi Mingmei frowned and glanced at the serious expression of the physical education teacher, took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and stood beside the sand pool again.

One, two, three, "Ah!" The crowd suddenly heard a scream, and followed the sound to see that Shi Mingmei was sitting in the sand pool with a painful expression.

"You've sprained your ankle!" The nearby medical team and teachers surrounded him.

With tears in her eyes, Shi Mingmei looked at her dirty sneakers and her increasingly red and swollen ankles.

Du Ziteng!Why don't you come to see me? !Wasn't that howl I just called loud enough? !Shi Mingmei sat there angrily, refusing to cooperate.

"What's going on?!" A tall figure pushed aside the heavy crowd and stood in front of Shi Mingmei. "A sprain? Hurry up and apply an ice pack!" Du Ziteng squatted down, grabbed a bag of ice skillfully, and pressed it on Shi Mingmei's ankle.

Shi Mingmei looked at Du Ziteng's drooping bangs and strong chin, and suddenly felt that her miserable appearance was worth it!

"Hey, boy, come here a few people! Send Shi Mingmei to the infirmary!" Du Ziteng stood up suddenly, and shouted a few times towards the outside of the wall.

A few wretched boys hurried in with hippie smiles.

please!This is a class flower, Du Ziteng doesn't care, but that doesn't mean others don't care.

Du Ziteng! !Are you going to carry me to the infirmary? !Just let this guy come? !A wretched boy squatted down with his back to Shi Mingmei. He was so thin that his spine could be seen under his clothes.

"Mingmei, come on!"

"Mingmei!" The girls around pointed at the boy's back, supporting Mingmei and beckoning her to climb up quickly.

Mingmei gritted her teeth, guessing that there was no way out of such a stalemate, she closed her eyes and climbed onto the boy's back, imagining in her mind that this was Du Ziteng.

Of course it's different, Du Ziteng is not so terribly thin, nor does he have such narrow shoulders, damn it! .

Shi Mingmei was on his way to the infirmary, and Du Ziteng was trying to find Chuanshuo.

The next race is the women's 1500-meter long-distance race, and there are still 20 minutes to start, but Chuan Shuo is nowhere to be seen.

This stinky girl, won't she forget about the "Grand Slam" these days? !Du Ziteng took his mobile phone and dialed Chuanshuo's number over and over again.

(End of this chapter)