Fog Era

When the chemistry is excellent, it just dawns. Shi Tiexin followed the rhythm step by step, ran and ate, and False Core became more full. When I was squatting in the pit, I looked inside, looked at the size of False Core, and thought about the difficulty of raising the essence in the past. I just feel that now False Core shrinks and rises like a joke.

Holding the exercise book, Shi Tiexin stood on the playground happily, and decided to sweep the field today, brushing the golden light without forgetting to do the questions.

Then, he saw Fang Qingjue, who was also holding the exercise set, doing preparatory exercises on the court, and he didn't seem to be sluggish.

Shi Tiexin was a little confused, walked over and directly opened the mouth and said: "What are you doing here?"

Don’t hide and rest, what are you doing in the arena, and be a guest model NS?

Fang Qingjue's gaze fell on the problem set in Shi Tiexin's hands, and his voice replied indifferently: "What are you doing, I will do it."

Huh?

Shi Tiexin doesn’t understand even more: "Is it not uncomfortable for my body?"

"It’s not uncomfortable." Fang Qingjue did the stretching exercises like no one: "No problem."

What kind of innate talent is this special! !

Shi Tiexin was dull, sour, dull and sour.

He couldn't help but remember the past with deep eyes.

I think when I was practicing Kungfu and getting rid of the strength, it was really hard to recover for several days. But this girl only rested for a few hours, why is she so energetic?

Is it possible that, she ate the "kidney iron strong" in Principal Liu's mouth?

However, looking at this girl's spirits, she didn't seem to be supporting herself by external force.

"It's time for me to compete." Fang Qingzuo Shi Tiexin nodded: "Come on."

After all, she went to the recording office without any haste. Among the girls in this world line is simply a crane in a flock of chickens. A few minutes later, the crane in the flock of chickens threw off their long legs and flew like flapping wings. They crossed the finish line like a group of boys staring dumbstruck at the stroke, winning the women's 200m final.

The Elite Class support team is online again, playing CALL for their own trump card.

"This guy is running faster than yesterday."

Shi Tiexin stared at Fang Qingjue’s long legs for a long time, but didn’t see any particularly swollen muscles. No signs of soreness and swelling, no spot scars or blemishes, no European-shaped legs and deformed legs.

Apart from being beautiful, there is only strength.

Shi Tiexin suddenly felt that he embraced an entire sauerkraut garden. Who didn't have a chivalrous dream when he was young? Who doesn't want to be a beautiful Young Master in fluttering clothes? Who doesn't look like a handsome Sword Art with an exquisite hand?

But, I just can't control this muscle!

wu wu wu, make me cry for a while...

"Oh, buddy, I chose a good place." A somewhat sassy voice sounded from the side, Shi Tiexin turned his head and found a familiar, pretty boy with sword eyebrows, standing side by side with him, craned his neck and looked forward.

"A good place?" Shi Tiexin didn't understand.

Then, I saw the women’s 400-meter race started.

The girls participating in this time are all weak.

However, the point does not seem to be the speed.

Two people, four eyes, neck twisted to the right, a girl ran by with tons of balls, her neck traced all the way up ahead. Bounced back to the right again, another girl bounced past, her neck also tracked up ahead.

A series of nine girls ran over, and their necks were scanned back and forth three times with a high synchronization rate.

It turned out to be like this, it really is a good place...

No! No, I don't have it. They are all... Champion Shi. He did it. Don't get me wrong! Champion Shi, you child is too naughty, come on, apologize to everyone! Everyone, he is just a child. For the sake of hitting ten of you, forgive him~~

"Oh, I have inspiration!" The slapped guy suddenly slapped his face. "Life will inevitably rise and fall, life will inevitably frustrate, life will inevitably jump repeatedly, and the cervical spine will be fractured..."

The guy shook his head and chanted and left. Shi Tiexin was also relieved of embarrassment. He looked around and found no one else was paying attention to it. Then, if nothing had happened, he appeared as a big brother.

One morning, Fang Qingjue showed off divine might on the court. As long as she participates, there is no one who does not win the championship. Under Ling Xingjian's passionate commentary, Fang Qingjue made a lot of fans on campus. As a Goddess who is invincible in learning sports, the students in the third grade of high school almost put the words "Generation Heaven's Chosen" on the surface and shouted out.

"Sister Fang Qing Absolute Art is of course amazing, but our boys don't let her monopolizing the limelight. Even said, in my opinion, Shi Tiexin's junior is even better."

Wang Jinquan started out loudly: "Junior Brother Shi is also a sports all-rounder, and it is also the first in all sports. But I don’t know if you noticed it. Although I did not get his specific results, I found Every time he wins, he will be much higher than the second place."

"Fang junior sister wins hard, and Junior Brother Shi is far ahead. Therefore, although the men’s and women’s events are Separate, but if you put the two together and put them on the same platform for comparison, I think Fang's junior sister is not the opponent of this... ordinary class." Wang Jinquan smiled and said, "What do you think? Xing——"

"Eh, fellow students, I just received a submission here, let us have a look." Ling Xingjian took a piece of paper passed over and looked at it intently: "This is a personal contribution. The title is "A Feeling of Watching Sports". The author is Ye Se. This student with the pen name of Ye Se brought a poem with the following content:"

"Life will inevitably rise and fall, life will inevitably be frustrated, life will inevitably jump repeatedly, and the cervical spine will be fractured..."

Wang Jinquan’s words were interrupted, but Wang Jinquan’s influence had a little effect. .

The little fans of Fang Qing Jue’s new circle are not angry with Wang Jinquan’s judgment, and think whether the student president is blind, how can he bring that trash class guy out and talk to us absolutely. on equal terms?

The trash class students are becoming more arrogant. I think this student president still has a bit of vision. Of course, our big brother is more powerful and powerful.

"Big brother, iron, first!" echoes the cries of "Big sister, absolutely!", as if in a ring, with swords drawn and bows bent neither giving way to the other.

Shi Tiexin doesn't feel anything on her own.

He didn't even notice this little thing.

He just worked hard to compete and kept getting the first place. The shrinking of False Core made him unable to maintain the state of breaking the limit. His results were not as good as yesterday, but there was still no problem in sweeping the campus. The morning passed, plentiful harvest.

Men's 200 meters, golden light 15 o'clock.

Men's 400 meters, golden light 15 o'clock.

Level 3 long jump, golden light five o'clock.

At noon, Shi Tiexin elated went to dinner. In a secret corner, Wang Jinquan met Liu Jingsong.