Fog Era

Early in the morning of the second day, I still do morning exercises, still running exercises, no different from the past. But in the same process, the atmosphere is exactly the opposite. At this moment, the nerds of Elite Class also showed their enthusiasm, looking forward to the upcoming event. The bastards in the garbage class have long been stunned, and they have already started running trains in their mouths.

For students, the sports meet is an exciting large-scale group activity.

Even if they are Elite Class students, even if some of them put up a high coldness of "don't delay writing papers". But when the sports meeting was really going to be held, I couldn't help but crane my neck to look at the young lady.

Is there a young lady in the sports meeting?

When~ of course~ there is~!

After finishing running exercises and having breakfast, the students of each class in the first and second year of high school took their place in their respective areas. At the same time, athletes from each class also gather at the entrance of the playground, that is, at the exit of the dormitory area, and arrange the square array in order.

Students in the first class of the second year of high school stood in the front. They were dressed in uniform clothes and looked very bluffing. The boy who leads the head has white skin, thin eyebrows and wide eyes, and he has a good skin. all around the students faintly discernable around him, as if the stars are arching over the moon.

At this time, six young and beautiful young ladies came here. They were all dressed in white dresses and had good looks and good figures. The young lady whom the Elite Class students craned their necks to look at refers to the six of them.

They are the flag bearers identified by the school. Later, these six girls will hold the flag and walk in the forefront to lead the athletes into the arena. They can be said to be carefully selected, and of course the appearance is not said, which makes Elite Class nerds very fascinated.

But the young ladies are definitely not concerned about the nerds.

"He is President Kim!"

"It's really handsome!"

"He is also the chairman of the student council and the first in grade His name, and he is so handsome, this kind of male god is simply perfect!"

The six girls were there on chirp chirp twitter twitter, and President Kim didn’t know whether he heard it or not. Anyway, his expression is even more terrifying. There is kindness in high coldness, indifference in kindness, compassion in indifference, tenderness in pity, and high coldness in tenderness. In short, it is a graceful, handsome like a jade tree without dead ends. .

Chairman Kim takes the lead, representing the face of the sophomore year.

But he is not monopolizing the limelight either.

At the end of the second grade line, the boys in the second grade trash class couldn’t help but crane their necks and look back, realizing the penetration of the dry high one after another class and the second class, staring at the standing The girl at the front of the queue in the third class of high school.

"Hey, this girl is so tall!"

"How do I feel taller than me?"

"Everyone, let me express it euphemistically My own thoughts: good-looking, I want R."

"Virtue, don't look at your sample, people are at least half a head taller than you! Do you know your length? Do you know the depth of others? Do you R move? I think you are a hamster stabbing a tiger-you can't find it if you look for shit!" In the voice of neither too big nor too small, the girl behind did not move.

She is more than 1.8 meters tall, which is very rare among girls in this world line. But she was skeleton Zhou Zheng, and she didn't lose her shape because of her height. She stared straight ahead, simply standing alone, but there was a majestic General wind coming out through her body, leaving the high-grade sophomores with foul language behind her back.

In a trance, they felt that it was not a pretty girl who was standing there, but an officer who was preparing to requisition the school to establish a headquarters. Soon they stopped in cold sweat and did not dare to chew anymore.

At the very end of all the teams, the athletes of the first grade trash class are crowded around by the big brother Tie. They are here for nothing else, just because Zhou Nan is blowing like a trumpet, preaching the latest legend of Big Brother Tie.

"Brother Nan, really or fake, so mysterious?"

"Really or fake? It's trouble!" Zhou Nan slapped his chest: "Our class Do you know what the energy drink prepared for big brother iron is? Erguotou! Later, when the big brother iron runs five kilometers, give big brother iron a bottle every lap. when the time comes big brother iron is on the TV Like a black man who runs a marathon, he drinks half a bottle, then pours a half bottle on his head..."

"Then you can light a fire for me and I will be prosperous." Shi Tiexin shot Zhou Nan slapped Zhou Nan: "Don't be long-winded, all stand on your team and prepare to enter."

The garbage class athletes quickly stood up and felt incredibly obedient. Their sportswear is all sorts of miscellaneous, and it looks like a mob, but the mental outlook is pretty good.

The loudspeakers on the campus began to play music, and they played the marches of athletes full of the sense of the times.

At the same time, there seems to be some leaders who are giving orders from afar, listening here is not quite clear, but they have their own close managers to give instructions.

"All are ready, enter the venue in order!" At the top of the queue, there is a sports teacher shouting: "Don't panic, don't mess, the flag, go!"

Six The young ladies straightened their chests and abdomens immediately, took a deep breath to emphasize their young and youthful figure, and then walked into the playground like six proud white swans in the nerd's attention.

In an instant, the noise outside became louder.

The second year of high school Wang Jinquan led the second year of high school. When he appeared on the stage, there were a lot of screams, and it seemed that there were many supporters. Hearing the cheers, Wang Jinquan couldn't help but feel a little proud.

Classes move forward one after another, and I don’t know how long they have been empty.

Fang Qingjue did not have the same momentum as Wang Jinquan when he was in the first grade. It was relatively plain. But she didn't care about it. Whether she cheered or screamed, it didn't matter to her.

The previous classes left one by one, and finally it was the turn of the trash class in the first year of high school. The bastards were very excited just now, but when they were about to appear, they were a little nervous again.

The previous class has gone out, and it will be the twenty-eighth turn. Zhou Nan and the others listened attentively to the outside, there was no cheering, no support, and even some mocking boos.

The expressions of the bastards are stiff.

Actually, when the second-year trash class just appeared, they were treated like this, but they didn't notice it when the distance was far away. This is Fengming No. 1 Middle School, a famous high school. Garbage class, here has never been a glorious class, has always been the most downstream of the chain of contempt.

The rejection and contempt of the garbage class by the students here are deeply rooted.

If this is not the case, why should the garbage class entertain themselves? What are the unfathomable mystery scenes? But in desperation, he became a self-contained one and found himself some stubborn decency.

But now that the whole school is gathered together, it seems that these stubborn decency can't be kept.

"It's your turn, let's play." The sports teacher glanced at Shi Tiexin, a little concerned about the big man's sturdy body.

"Everyone." Shi Tiexin picked up the sign, and the sound was like a thick horn, inspiring: "Ang, hold your chest up, go."

Shi Tiexin stepped out, outside , Is a cheer.