Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Unless you deliberately seek it.

The information between the two middle schools is actually not interoperable.

In addition, the Luo family deliberately suppressed this matter.

I guess even if some classmates ask.

There is a high probability that you will get a similar result.

but.

Spreading rumors was just a prelude to Miss Jiang's plan.

The real big move is still on the way.

the other side.

Luo Chengming was in a bad mood.

Ever since the rumor spread to their class.

Some girls in the class who were originally quite enthusiastic about him became much colder when they saw him.

This made Luo Chengming very angry.

But in order to maintain its own image.

He tried his best to suppress his anger.

I designed a set of rhetoric and added some information from the time when I was cleaning up the mess.

The two combined their efforts to suppress the rumors in the class.

I believe it will just take some time.

Wait until the rumors fade away.

Everything will return to normal.

"How's the check going?"

In the stands, Luo Chengming looked at the game below and asked without turning his head.

Liang Minglei on the side lowered his head with some guilt.

"I'm sorry, Brother Luo."

"I"

Hearing Liang Minglei's shame, although Luo Chengming was very annoyed, he still smiled and bumped the other's arm.

"Hey, it's okay."

"Originally, I just wanted to find the other party to explain."

"After all, the incident at No. 2 Middle School was indeed my negligence."

"I didn't expect that I would accidentally knock someone down the stairs."

Hear this.

A young man in front suddenly turned around and handed a bottle of soda to Luo Chengming.

"Brother Luo, stop talking. We brothers believe in you."

In this regard.

Luo Chengming was very touched. He took the soda, opened it, and took a big gulp.

"readily!"

then.

The guys started bantering with each other again.

By the way, he also commented on the women's 400-meter race going on below.

this will.

In Luo Chengming's eyes.

I saw a fresh and sweet figure.

His eyes moved.

Suddenly he said:

"Can you guys do me a favor?"

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Chapter 265 Don't Call Me, I'm Not Here

Qi Wen was eliminated.

The top three advance to the finals.

As a result, she came in fourth.

The gap between me and the third one is just a little bit.

When Qi Wen knew the result.

I feel totally unhappy.

No matter how Miss Jiang comforted her, it was useless.

Especially after I noticed the size of Jiang's body.

Qi Wen became even more unhappy.

This made Miss Jiang very confused.

It was almost done.

How come I'm emo again?

"Wenwen, don't worry about it."

"Look at me, there are eight people in the high jump group, and I'm seventh."

“It’s fun to be different.”

"That's different!" Qi Wen pouted, full of resentment.

"What's the difference? Tell me and I'll help you figure it out."

Miss Jiang asked sincerely.

As a result, when she found out the reason.

The expression on his face was subtle, an indescribable kind of astonishment.

then…

Couldn't help it.

I burst out laughing on the spot.

of course.

The consequence of smiling like this was that a young wife would hold a grudge against him.

He just started tickling Miss Jiang.

In this situation, Miss Jiang dared not resist.

I could only laugh and beg for mercy.

at this time.

The big black figure suddenly appeared on the rubber track.

He was holding a loud speaker and shouting to the playground:

"Those who have signed up for the men's 400m group race, please gather here!"

immediately.

I saw several figures on the football field, walking towards the big black guy's position.

"Did I see Zhu Shengjie?"

"where?"

"The one on runway 7."

"Hey, yes! Come on Zhu Shengjie!!"

Suddenly.

There were cheers coming from the stands of Class 2-3 of Senior High School.

Hear these voices.

Miss Jiang thought about what she had promised.

He snorted softly.

He called out to someone not far away.

"Li Duoyong, come here..."

.........

On the runway at this time.

Under the arrangement of the physical education teacher, the men's 400-meter athletes came to their own tracks one by one.

Zhu Shengjie is on the seventh path.

As soon as I stood up, I looked down at the number on my clothes.

'200646'

This number is quite smooth.

In fact, Zhu Shengjie had some confidence when he signed up for the 400-meter race.

When he was in junior high school.

I am good at this kind of middle and long distance running.

At the school sports meet at that time, he relied on his middle- and long-distance running ability to win many honors for the class.

But now I'm in high school.

Under the pressure of study and grades, people have lost some enthusiasm for competing for honors.

This time, if the fairy's charm wasn't too strong.

Zhu Shengjie would probably choose to watch the fun in the stands.

But speaking of Jiang Ning.

Thinking of that slim figure and pretty appearance.

He felt warmed up.

But thinking about it.

Zhu Shengjie still smiled at himself.

Then he glanced around.

When he noticed the two people on Runway 4 and Runway 2.

His brows furrowed involuntarily.