Chapter 19: I'll have a crush then.

Play the shit out of it.

"Get out." Yu Fan pushed down the idea of killing someone, "Close the door, I didn't tell you not to come in."

Zhang Xianjing came back to his senses, "Yu Fan, you're not going to hit him, are you?"

Wang Luan: "How can that be! Yu Fan never covers his mouth when he punches someone, he just likes to hear people scream."

Zhang Xianjing: "......"

Zuo Kuan stood at the very back, his eyes glancing between the two, "You guys talking?"

Wang Luan : "What is there to say that can't be talked about by a school bully sitting down ......"

Yu Fan: "Get out."

"Okay." Wang Luan exited one step, smoothly pulling the door. Before closing the door, he also explained, "Take your time, I'll keep an eye on you from the door."

The door closed and the classroom fell silent again.

Chen Jingshen His eyes twitched as he looked at the person in front of him again.

Yu Fan's body wasn't as cold as it had been when he had just carried the man up and down. The half-warm palms of his hands were crushed on his face, and it was as if he could still smell the faint odor of sugar.

After the three of them went out, Yu Fan still held him down.

"No more mention of any crap long jumps." He threatened with a fierce look on his face, "And no talking about likes or dislikes. You hear me?"

The three men outside were restless, chattering intermittently to the inside.

Yu Fan: "Not talking?"

Chen Jingshen's eyelashes moved and his eyes drooped downward.

Yu Fan looks down as he moves.

"......" and then both hands let go piece by piece.

"Why?" Chen Jingshen opened his mouth.

Why else?

Yu Fan frowned and casually pulled a line, "I don't want to be thought of as Gay."

Chen Jingshen sat up with one hand and leaned back against the wall. His collar had been torn by Yu Fan, and his whole body was a bit more disorganized than usual.

After a long time, he said, "Got it."

Yu Fan loosened his eyebrows in satisfaction and was just about to sit back down.

"I have a crush then."

Yu Fan almost sat on the floor.

During the lunch break, one after another, students returned to the classroom.

Yu Fan's fists were hard, and Wang Luan knocked on the door outside, saying that someone from the class had returned.

As soon as Wang Luan entered the classroom, he looked toward Chen Jingshen.

The schoolteacher sat in his seat with good grace, pen clutched in his hand, the other hand straightening the collar of his shirt, not a scratch on that handsome face.

Sure enough, I didn't take a beating.

He told him that although Yu Fan's gesture just now was quite strange and scary, he could tell that Yu Fan didn't really want to touch the school bully.

I would have done it 800 years ago.

Wang Luan opened the plastic bag and took out the braised beef brisket and placed it in front of Yu Fan, "Hurry up and eat it, it'll get cold later, it's been a long time since we brought it back."

"Uh-huh." Yu Fan was disinterested and looked down to play with his Snake.

Zuo Kuan sat back across in front of him and unwrapped the takeout, "What's wrong with your face-"

"None of your business." Yu Fan said, "Go back to your class."

"......"

Wang Luan felt that he had no energy to sit and eat, also holding a lunch box to sit in front of Chen Jingshen's seat, while eating, asked: "School master, how did you run second in 3,000 meters? I've seen you run 400 meters before and it's hard enough."

Chen Jingshen put it succinctly, "Overachieving."

"Bull." Wang Luan said, "School bully, why don't you go to the cafeteria to eat?"

Chen Jingshen : "Sore legs, can't walk."

Yu Fan eats other people's snakes with an expressionless face.

"Hiss, my problem! I should have brought you a meal, after all, you ran the three thousand meters for me." Wang Luan tapped his head, "How about this, I'll go to the cafeteria now and get you one. Or do you want takeout?"

"No need."

"Don't be polite to me." Wang Luan said, "You just finished running 3,000 meters and you're not fit, what if you have low blood sugar later?"

"No," the man who had been expressionless suddenly raised his head a little, "I've had my sugar water."

"Huh? Oh ...... well." Wang Luan froze and didn't insist.

After eating and drinking, Wang Luan tied up the garbage bag and rubbed his stomach.

"Do you have the lighter?" Yu Fan asked suddenly.

"I'm here," Zuo Kuan said, "What do you say? Going to the bathroom for one?"

Wang Luan glanced at the untouched takeout in front of Yu Fan, "Why don't you eat it? You don't like braised beef brisket?"

"Not hungry yet."

Wang Luan got up at that, "Then go."

Walking out the door and realizing someone was missing, Wang Luan called back, "Yu Fan?"

"You guys go first." Yu Fan threw his cell phone into his pocket and kicked Chen Jingshen's chair, "Get out of the way."

Chen Jingshen put down his pen and got up.

The other two had walked out the back door and were out of sight.

Yu Fan withdrew his eyes and raised his hand to hook it on his desk as he brushed past Chen Jingshen's shoulder.

The plastic bag with the braised brisket was picked up, waved in the air for a second, and placed back on the next table.

"Eat."

Coldly throwing down this sentence, Yu Fan went to the restroom without looking back.

-

For the 4x400 meter relay in the afternoon, Zhuang Fangqin specially came to the playground.

For no other reason.

After nearly a day of the program, she found - Yu Fan took second in the long jump; Chen Jingshen took second in the 3,000-meter run; and the lone sports student in the class, Guan Feiyuan, took first in the 100 meters.

Plus a few others who took top 6, scores sporadically add up ......

"Meaning our class now has the fourth highest total score in the entire year?" Wang Luan's jaw dropped.

It was almost time for the check-in, and the few of them running the relay got together first to gather.

Gao Shi exclaimed, "That's right, this 4X400 if we can get five points, which is a top two finish, then we can break into the top three today!"

"Run well." Zhuang Fangqin laments, "I've been leading you guys for over a year, and I've never been this close to the top three in any extracurricular activity."

"Can you do it?" Zhang Xianjing looked at Wang Luan worriedly, "You haven't even practiced four hundred meters or baton catching."

In the morning Chen Jingshen was carried away amidst the attention of the whole school, and although he said he could still run the relay, Zhuang Fangqin didn't oblige, and decisively let Wang Luan top the third leg of the relay.

Wang Luan : "Don't worry. I've watched them train every afternoon before, and I've seen pigs run before I've eaten them. ......"

Yu Fan grabbed a bag of chips and threw it at him, "Shut up if you can't talk."

Wang Luan caught it with a smile, tore it open and ate a slice.

"Just kidding." Wang Luan turned around and looked to the person sitting next to him resting, "Don't worry schoolboy, you took second for me in the morning, I'm sure I'll run well later too."

"Uh-huh."

Chen Jingshen lifted his eyelids and swept his eyes from Wang Luan to the older man behind him, "Go for it."

moncler outlet store With one hand in his pocket, he ignored the people and went straight in the direction of the checkers.

There's a line on the check-in side.

Wang Luan was warming up according to the method taught by Guan Fei Yuan, when he turned his head and met Zuo Kuan, who was also in the queue to check in.

Wang Luan froze, "Why are you here?"

"Surprise," Zuo Kuan raises an eyebrow, "just like you, helping out with the top run."

"No one in your class?"

"What do you know, I run mega fucking fast, you'll be sniffing farts after me for a while." Zuo Kuan snickered, "But you'll have to work a little harder, the bottom of the pack can't even smell my farts."

"You're so rude!" Wang Luan touched the person next to him with his arm, "Come on, Yu Fan, tell him that our goal this time is--"

Yu Fan looked at them like they were idiots, "Number one."

Wang Luan: "?"

"You're overthinking it, first?" Zuo Kuan laughed good-naturedly, "That's a little rude of you to say when two of the gym students in my class came to run the relay."

"It's okay," Yu Fan said, "you're here, aren't you?"

"......"

After the check-in, the athletes had gathered at the relay point and the race started immediately.

A few female students in the bleachers of the seventh class of sophomore year stood up and watched from a distance.

"Can our class really take the top two?"

"I don't know, I'll be honest, put it in yesterday, I didn't even think our class project would come together."

"......"

"But it should be better this time with Guan Feiyuan around. He's the fastest runner among the sports students in our school, and he's even won the high school national championship. Last year he had training and only participated in two individual events, otherwise our class certainly wouldn't be at the bottom."

"But will ...... Yu Fan run well?"

A few of the girls fell silent.

Chen Jingshen looked over in the direction they were looking.

The athletes are all ready near the start.

Guan Fei Yuan has seen a lot of big fights, and at the moment he's not panicking and is leisurely waiting for the referee.

Gao Shi was desperately slapping his own face, and Wang Luan followed suit.

The last man, with his hands in his pockets, stood hunched over lazily, and he even stretched a little as the referee took his place.

Class: "......"

He sure can't run well!

The moment the gun went off, everyone sprinted out of the starting line together.

Kuan Fei Yuan didn't disappoint. The next two tracks were as athletic as he was, but he still pulled away easily.

One lap back, Kuan Fei Yuan left everyone behind, passed the baton to Gao Shi and retired.

Gao Shi ran as hard as he could as soon as he caught the baton.

And then not even a hundred meters out before being overtaken by a class 8 sportsman.

"I'll go first," Zuo Kuan taunts the man next to him as he poses ready to take the baton, "You stay a little longer."

Wang Luan: "Pretending doesn't end well."

By the time Wang Luan took over the baton, their class had fallen from first to fourth.

"Wang Luan!" Zhang Xianjing's voice came from the stands, "Fight for 1 and keep 2! You try to overtake one!"

Wang Luan ruffled his hair in a self-consciously cool manner and gave her a thumbs-up.

Then he took the baton and had just taken two steps when he stumbled. Almost gave the big guy a knee.

Other athletes had to hold back their laughter as they passed him.

Zhang Xianjing: "......"

Pretending really doesn't end well.

The girl next to her said, "It's over, I don't know if I can have the top six now ......"

"It's okay, it's only the third race." Zhang Xianjing put his hands on his mouth and made a trumpet shape, "Yu Fan! Take the first place!"

The rest of the class is in a tight battle for the last bat, and Yu Fan ......

Scattered faces, looking back to see where Wang Luan has climbed.

Wang Luan had already dropped to fifth, he used all his strength in the final sprint to shorten the distance between him and the front-runners, and the moment he handed the baton to Yu Fan, he said, "Brothers, I'm counting on you--"

Before the words were out of his mouth, the baton was taken away in a handful of hands, and the man in front of him sprinted away as if he were an arrow out of a string.

"...... now." Wang Luan finished in a daze.

Yu Fan When Yu Fan surpassed the first person, none of the Class 7 students sitting in the bleachers recognized that it was someone from their own class.

The student running in fourth felt an evil wind swept past him, and then all that could be seen was the boys' backs flying with abandon.

Yu Fan galloped on the track, the wind ruffled all his hair behind his head, and I don't know how many teachers and students finally got a good look at him at this moment - so damn handsome.

The school police officer who came to patrol stood by the banyan tree, and when he saw this scene, he resisted the urge to light a cigarette and looked at the sky with emotion.

That's it.

This one also ran so fast every time he caught him skipping school and going over the wall.

"Has he ...... practiced sports?" Guan Feiyuan looked at the figure and asked in a daze.

"No," Wang Luan paused, "right?"

Class 7 came to its senses with a jolt when Yu Fan overtook third place.

Next to the eighth class did not expect to be able to produce such a dark horse in the last baton, and immediately raised the banner and vociferously cheered for their own class athletes.

"- Don't get overtaken by Class 7! They were bottom last year!"

Mom?

A few students in class seven jerked to their feet!

At a time like this, they don't care about their usual relationship with Yu Fan, they just shout at the top of their lungs--

"Yu Fan!!! go for it!!!"

"Quick! Overtake the fucker!"

"Almost almost almost almost - super!!!!! Aaaaahhhh one more over! One more over the top two!!!"

Yu Fan passes second place amidst a flurry of cheering.

The faster we get to the finish line, the faster Yu Fan runs--

The class was shocked into silence when he was neck and neck with first place.

The two crossed the finish line at almost the same time.

The two classes were silently quiet for a moment before the bleachers floated out, "Who's first? Who's first?!"

After exchanging their opinions, the two judges announced, "Sophomore Class 7!"

The stands of Class 7 instantly boiled over!

The finish line was close to the bleachers for their class, and Wang Luan came up to sit down for a water break after the run, and when he heard the results, he excitedly got up and bumped the guy next to him on the ass-

"Hahahahahahaha! Eat my brother's farts you!!!"

Zuo Kuan: "............"

Yu Fan ran a few steps after crossing the finish line before stopping; he was listening to the results, hunched over with his back to the stands, his hands propped up on his knees panting in silence.

The school uniform clung to his back, outlining his lean form, his shoulders rising and falling in gusts with his breath.

As he stopped, a couple of girls by the track tried to step forward almost simultaneously, meeting each other's eyes and then getting a little embarrassed.

Wang Luan took a breather. He sat in the stands and counted, "Shit, Yu Fan is awesome, running a 400 meter race can have three water carriers."

Zuo Kuan said sourly, "Normal. If I were a woman, I'd serve water too."

Wang Luan stretched his head, "Hey, that girl from class 4 was there before, not me, she must have had a crush on my brother before ......"

Chen Jingshen withdrew his eyes and suddenly spoke, "A crush can deliver water?"

"Huh?" Wang Luan was blindsided for a moment, "It's okay, what's up ......"

"Wang Luan!" Gao Shi shouted at him from below, "You come down! We're going to the playground to sign autographs!"

"Coming Coming!"

Wang Luan put the chips in his hand on the ground and quickly ran down the steps, following Gao Shi to the referee's table to sign.

A figure hurried past him.

Chen Jingshen walked down the steps, bent down, and carried a bottle of water from the case. Without looking back, he walked towards the runway.

"Mr. Yu, are you okay? Do you need some water?" The third girl who brought the water handed it over and gave Yu Fan a shy, timid look.

The boy hung his head uncomfortably, avoiding meeting her gaze.

She gathered her courage and continued, "I was cheering you on when you were running just now, I don't know if you were listening ......"

"Sorry." Yu Fan stiffly said for the third time today, "I'm not thirsty."

It was a refusal, but the voice was fairly mild and the tone was different from when he usually read the review.

The girl suddenly thought that Yu Fan himself wasn't as fierce as rumors had it, so there might be some hope for her.

Her grip on the water was a little heavier, "That ......"

A dark shadow loomed over her head.

The girl froze and subconsciously looked back - into the face of the first in her grade.

Chen Jingshen raised his hand and passed the water in front of Yu Fan.

He just opened his mouth, "Yu-"

"Roll."

The man who had been hanging his head snapped his head up, coldly straining his face and spitting out a single word menacingly.

"?" The girl shivered.

Then silently shrinks back his water.