I, who advocate giving up, feel like a disqualified person

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I used to dislike physical education classes, but now I am looking forward to them more and more.

"...What are you grinning about?"

A not very friendly voice came from my ears.

The person in front of me seems to be the deputy monitor, but I can’t remember his name.

"Nothing..." I realized I had been distracted. "So, what's going on?"

"Today's PE class requires grouping, but many people don't want to be in the same group with you... How unpopular you are."

...This question is really difficult...

"Even Liu Yan doesn't want to be in the same group with me?"

Although I didn't want to be in the same group with him, he seemed to be the only boy I had ever talked to in my entire class.

"He's already been booked."

"Oh, I didn't expect he was so popular." I couldn't help but sigh.

"Don't worry about others..." She frowned, "So what do you decide to do? Are you going to arrange a girl for you?"

I was just about to say "How can that be?" to be polite, but then I was told:

"The number of girls is exactly even, so there are no extra ones."

Ahahaha...it seems I'm destined to be alone...

"Can I watch you guys from the side?"

"You should ask the physical education teacher about this question. I don't care." She said, picked up the notebook and walked away.

...So what's the point of having a notebook...

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"Sheji, you are actually very lucky."

Our PE teacher...is sick...and has been replaced by an unusually familiar face.

"What does that expression of yours mean?!"

Brother Nan said this and reached out and tapped my forehead hard.

"Nothing... I'm just a little surprised that you're teaching PE, Mr. Nan."

To say it was an accident... is simply unbelievable. This class teacher is too omnipotent.

"Be content. It's good that you didn't have to take up your Chinese class." She picked up the list and looked at it, then asked me, "Do you know why you are lucky?"

"...Because I don't have to do any exercise and can just watch you guys until get out of class is over?"

"Are you crazy?" [Dialect, roughly meaning... you should understand after reading this, right?]

As he said this, he flicked his forehead again.

It hurts... Is it really that good to flick someone's forehead? I think it is... but I don't feel good.

"No..." I rubbed my forehead. "What on earth is going on? Don't tell me you've found someone willing to team up with me."

"Sorry, I actually found it." He hit me on the head with the list in his hand, "And you are super lucky."

"...?" I took a look at the list in confusion.

It didn't take long to find my name... and the person I was grouped with was...

"Ye...Yehui?" I couldn't believe what was happening.

"Yeah." She sighed. "For some reason, most of the girls in the class don't want to be in the same group with her, and the girl she usually gets along well with just happened to be sick. That's why you're lucky."

Because the content is too explosive, I was speechless for a moment... Although I feel a little sorry for the sick girl, I still want to say... Thank you for your contribution.

"...Okay, why are you still standing there like an idiot? Aren't you quite familiar with her?"

"But...is this really okay?"

"Don't worry, if you get beaten up by the boys in their class, I will call the school doctor for you."

Shouldn't you stop it?

"Well...thank...thank you."

"You're welcome."

You really have the nerve to say you're welcome...

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“I always feel a little bit unbelievable.”

Ye Hui's voice suddenly came from behind me, making my heart beat faster instantly.

"Yes...yes...what a coincidence! I can't believe it."

I said and turned around.

"...Look, I tied my hair up to make it easier for exercise." She showed me her single ponytail... the same hairstyle she had when she wore a butler's uniform.

But now I'm wearing a sports top... and shorts that are convenient for exercise.

"Sheji...what's wrong with you? Why do I feel like there are tears in your eyes?"

"...Just now...I wanted to sneeze, and my nose felt sore."

I explained to Yehui.

Actually...I was inexplicably moved, because happiness came so suddenly.

Let’s look at the clouds together

Since we were grouped in pairs, of course we would act together...

"The state."

There is such a feeling.

"Follow me here..."

What is happening before my eyes...seems like it has happened before.

"what..."

As I answered, I heard "Ah..." in my head.

It's like...this happened often before, and it has become a memory unconsciously.

It's so strange... In the past... did anyone often treat me like this?

"So...."

Ye Hui spoke.

"So..."

But... in a trance, I heard what seemed to be another person's voice.

"What should we do together first..."

"Let's go together first..."

Chapter 3 [Memories] Let’s take a look at the clouds

“Come on!” “One more lap to go!” “You are all little men!” “.....!”

The shouting around me was very loud, it was the sound of cheering for the athletes, and I was one of the many contestants... of course I was pulled here to make up the numbers.

Relay race...

Watching the people in front of me running out one after another, I couldn't help but feel nervous.

Even though I am the last one to take over.

Our class is now number one. Logically, as long as we maintain that ranking and don't get surpassed, it should be pretty easy...

"Sheji, take over!"

As soon as the voice reached my ears, a warm baton was stuffed into my hand.

After a slight hesitation, I ran towards the crowd on the opposite side at the fastest speed I had ever run in my life... However, the so-called fastest, in the eyes of others, was just the speed that could be surpassed in just a few steps.

"Run faster!" "Hey!"

At some point, words like "come on" became expressions of disappointment.

...What else can I do? I'm desperate...

Because I don't usually exercise... Besides, why did you have to ask me to do it?

Before I could finish complaining in my heart, I had already reached the end.

Although we had a big advantage at the beginning, we were still overtaken and almost became third.

And the biggest fault for this happening is probably mine...

"Why don't you run faster?"

Questions like this... and even more extreme words kept pouring into my ears.

Too lazy to explain, I walked silently to the shade of the tree, waiting for my breathing and heartbeat to calm down.

And those guys temporarily ignored me and turned to the other side of the field.

I stared at the banner that read "Friendship First, Competition Second" and could only smile wryly...