"Don't talk nonsense."

Lin Nanxing subconsciously glanced around him.

They were the last few who left the auditorium, and now there are no one around them.

Lin Nanxing paused, feeling that Hodel probably didn't understand his reminder.

He thought for a while and continued to say tactfully: "Your heart rate is also a bit slow. Is it a physical problem?"

He specially slowed down the words "Heart Rate is a bit slow" and stressed it, hoping that the other party could understand the implication.

Your heart rate is so slow that it’s gone!

Be careful!

Hoddle lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes looked a little clearer in the sun, and his angular face softened.

He whispered, "I'm not sick."

"You don't have to worry."

Can you not worry about this?

Lin Nanxing almost said, "Please pay attention to your identity!"

Hoddle pursed his lips and continued to hint: "I'm not an ordinary person."

Lin Nanxing was silent for a while before nodding.

If he didn't know Hodell's true identity, he would definitely think that this person had a second-grade disease when he heard this sentence.

Another important clue was thrown out. Hodel was in a good mood and went back to the dormitory to play the game of lunch break.

After the lunch break, Zhan Mingzhi went to the office to get the sports meeting registration form.

The sports meeting is divided into three groups, divided according to the gender alpha, beta, and omega. The number of people in each sports is limited. The registration form is brought. Everyone rushed to Zhan Mingzhi's table and wrote down their names in a hurry.

Lin Nanxing has never participated in the sports meeting and is quite interested in this.

He turned around and asked Luke and Jian Zhixuan in the back row: "If you don't sign up, will you be a cheerleader?"

“There are so many things.”

Jian Zhixuan shook his head: "It's still easy for athletes. Just two or three simple events are done. Others have to write newsletters and clean up every day..."

Zhan Mingzhi couldn't stand being surrounded, so he left the registration form on the table and ran to the empty space beside him to get some air.

When he heard Lin Nanxing asking about the sports meeting, his eyes lit up:

"Mr. Lin, do you want to participate in the sports meeting?"

Lin Nanxing asked back: "Is there any project suitable for me?"

Zhan Mingzhi looked him up and down, and his mind was the first to rule out the track races, the field race events were high jumps, long jumps, and shot puts...

All are a bit dangerous.

His expression gradually solidified, and after a long time, he squeezed out four words: "It seems...no."

"profound."

This answer was expected by Lin Nanxing, and he also felt that there was no project suitable for him.

Zhan Mingzhi asked again quickly: "Do you want to try the referee team?"

Lin Nanxing was puzzled: "What should the referee team do?"

"Just help the teacher on the court," Zhan Mingzhi thought for a while, adding, "Appreciate the heroic posture of the athletes up close."

"Not interested." Lin Nanxing shook his head decisively.

If you are close, what you appreciate is definitely not the athlete's heroic posture, but the athlete's sweat.

When Hodel entered the classroom, Zhan Mingzhi was abnormal and not only did not persuade him to participate in the sports meeting, but instead asked him if he wanted to join the referee team.

Hoddle lazily spit out two words: "Don't go."

Zhan Mingzhi asked: "Don't you go to the sports meet or to the referee team?"

"Referee team."

Hodel glanced at Lin Nanxing calmly.

The sports meet is so chaotic, he has to stare at it.

Lin Nanxing asked Zhan Mingzhi curiously: "Why don't you ask if he is participating in the sports meeting?"

Zhan Mingzhi sighed quietly: "I asked when I was in the basketball game."

"The rejected one is straightforward and decisive, without hesitation..."

Chasing his brains to say a bunch of idioms, Zhan Mingzhi looked at Lin Nanxing with a gaze, trying to ask him to persuade him.

Lin Nanxing now has a certain resistance to acting coquettishly by the strong man, so he ignores it and continues to read.

The sports meeting lasts two and a half days, from Monday to Wednesday morning.

Early on Monday morning, the entire teaching building was in full swing. The head teacher walked onto the podium, and everyone was still chatting and eating.

The days of the sports meeting made the students relax. Wang Zhengxin was not angry and smiled and said, "Okay, I'll talk about something important first and then talk about it."

When the classroom calmed down, he slowly said: "The sports meetings are all old rules. Don't enter the sports field casually, don't litter, don't..."

He said a lot of things that he couldn't do. Wang Zhengxin pushed his glasses and began to talk about the tasks of the sports meeting: "Each non-athletes write six press releases a day, and leave them to the school--"

The press release was originally the responsibility of the school committee. After Liang Zhaozhao dropped out of school, the class had not yet elected a new school committee.

The class committee members either exercised or had tasks. After looking around the classroom, Wang Zhengxin called out:

"Lin Nanxing is responsible for the statistics and submission."

Lin Nanxing nodded obediently and asked Hodel in a low voice: "What's the use of this newsletter?"

He thought he was just writing casually, but he didn't expect to force so many articles to be written.

Hoddle didn't know what the press release was, let alone what it does.

He tilted his head and slanted his eyes.

Jian Zhixuan immediately explained with great sincerity: "After the sports meeting, the advanced sports class will be evaluated based on the points of each class."

"There are a bunch of bonuses and prizes. Any communications can be read by the rostrum and added points."

"profound."

Lin Nanxing understood and quietly looked at Hodel's side face.

I couldn't help but start wondering why Hodell pretended to be a human to go to high school?

He obviously doesn't care about anything, nor does he participate in student life like Luke and Jane Zhixuan...

He is like an outsider, and the other bystanders, and he makes a move when he is in a good mood, but he makes a fist when he is in a bad mood.

The sports meeting begins on time at 9 a.m.

Before the opening ceremony was over, Lin Nanxing received a bunch of press releases. Everyone worked hard to write, hoping to finish the three-day manuscript this morning.

Lin Nanxing also wrote three articles.

He put down his pen and moved his muscles, turned his head, and was surprised to find that Hoddle had taken the pen.

Still writing...what is right, it is painting.

A few random lines on the white paper outline the outline of the human face.

Very good looking.

He blinked: "What are you drawing?"

Hoddle's hand holding the pen froze and immediately said:

"I didn't draw you!"

Lin Nanxing was stunned for a moment. He didn't say that he was drawing it himself.

He looked at the painting carefully, but it was just a contour, his facial features were blank, and he couldn't tell who it was.

He raised his eyes and met Hodel's eyes, a hint of shyness flashed through his dark pupils.

Even shy?

The person who paints should be very special.

Lin Nanxing blurted out: "Are you drawing a subject?"

Hoddle blocked the draft and said with a stinking face: "I said I didn't draw you! Don't talk nonsense."

Lin Nanxing looked confused, and his words seemed a little strange, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Zhan Mingzhi heard the word "object" and suddenly came over:

"What object? Which object?"

"Dad, do you have a partner?"
To be continued...