Han Xiangzhu stood up immediately: "Brother Zixun, I'm going over. You should rest for a while!"
Lu Zixun nodded. Seeing that she seemed a little panicked, he carefully warned: "Go, be careful!"
Han Xiangzhu, wearing a blue and white autumn school uniform, ran quickly to the playground track like a happy bird.
Lu Zixun looked at her back with a shallow, slightly doting smile on his eyebrows.
Not far from him, Bai Jinglin, a girl recognized by everyone as the beauty of their class, was drinking milk tea. However, she could clearly see the conversation and interaction between Lu Zixun and Han Xiangzhu just now.
Especially Lu Zixun, who had always been aloof and indifferent in the class, actually showed a friendly smile to Han Xiangzhu.
Bai Jinglin bit the straw hard.
The daughter of a nanny, why should she!
On the playground over there, the three-thousand-meter long-distance race for the second graders has already begun.
As a member of her class's cheerleading team, Han Xiangzhu seemed a little excited when standing in the crowd.
"Come on, monitor, come on, monitor!" The atmosphere of the cheerleading team infected her, and she also shouted.
Lu Zixun's eyes passed through the layers of people and fell on her. Under the autumn sunshine, the girl's cheeks showed a blush due to excitement, and the sweat on the tip of her nose was faintly translucent.
He felt strangely that his heartbeat was speeding up!
The three-thousand-meter long-distance race is a test of endurance. Han Xiangzhu's squad leader, Luo Yongmu, is considered a top class figure even in the second grade of junior high school.
He is tall and slender, and although he is slightly inferior in appearance to the teenagers of the Lu family, he has a melancholy, quiet and bookish atmosphere that the teenagers of the Lu family do not have.
His classmates in No. 9 Middle School jokingly called him the "melancholic genius."
His name itself is also very poetic. When he introduced himself, he said that his name was taken from Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of Luo": "The long chant is for eternal admiration, and the sound is mournful and long." The boy has talent and appearance.
Outstanding, highly respected meaning.
At that time, it fascinated a lot of little girls with delicate emotions and who loved ancient poetry.
Since the beginning of long-distance running, Luo Caizi has always been in the top three.
The girls in the second grade of junior high school crowded at the edge of the playground track, cheering excitedly: "Come on, melancholic genius, come on, come on!"
The voice far surpassed the students in their class.
The competitions for the third grade of junior high school have now come to an end.
The young people of the Lu family all gathered together at this time.
Lu Zili, who has always been recognized by all the girls in the school as the school girl, looked at the excited girls around the 3,000-meter race track and took a slow sip of water with a trace of disdain in his eyes: "Tch, what kind of melancholy talented person can just recite a few ancient poems?
I just participated in some poetry competition on the TV station. What’s so exciting!”
Lu Zizhong rolled his eyes at him: "Erbao, your tone sounds sour! Are the girls attracted to you, and you feel unhappy?"
Lu Zili's eyes widened and he made a cool gesture in front of the brothers: "Will my sexy fox be sour to him? Brother, when I became famous all over the world, he was probably still holding a milk bottle and crying with snot! Don't be funny!
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There was also a trace of disdain on the corner of Lu Zixun's mouth: "Second brother is right, isn't it just ancient poetry? Who doesn't know how to memorize it? We are just too lazy to memorize those boring things!"
Lu Ziqian stared at him playfully: "Third brother, what's the matter? I heard your tone was a little sour. Could it be that you are as superficial as the second brother, jealous that Luo Yongmu has so many girls watching, cheer him up! You used to be able to
That’s not the case!”
Someone saw through Lu Zixun's thoughts, and he turned around with a guilty conscience: "Wubao, what are you talking about!"
As if he had discovered a new world, Lu Zita walked up to Lu Zixun and said, "Third brother, why is your face a little red!"
Lu Zixun pushed him and pretended to be calm: "Si Bao, what are you talking about! I blushed because I just finished the 400-meter relay race. You are not in good health and have not participated in sports. You don't understand!"
As soon as they finished speaking, Lu Zibai on the side shouted: "I'm going, look who is over there?"
The young men of the Lu family looked in the direction of his finger.
Under the autumn sunshine, their three sisters and Bai Yizhi were shouting excitedly among the crowd on the track.
"Come on, Melancholic Talent! Come on, Luo Yongmu!"
"Come on Luo Yongmu!"
"Sister Luo Yongmu loves you!"
"Luo Yongmu, look here, sisters, cheer for you! I love you!"
Ranran and Bai Yizhi seemed to be crazy. They confessed their love loudly to Luo Yongmu and blew kisses.
Lu Zili took a deep breath: "I really can't stand it anymore! But they are too idiots!"
With that said, he opened his long legs and walked over.
When the teenagers of the Lu family saw that their sister was so obsessed with a little boy in the second grade of junior high school, they couldn't help but follow her.
What do you think of me, sisters? What’s so good about a little boy who reads a few sour poems all day long and writes a few sad articles about spring and autumn like a girl?
The teenagers of the Lu family were particularly eye-catching. At this moment, the six teenagers almost simultaneously walked towards the playground with their long legs and dissatisfied expressions on their faces, immediately attracting the attention of everyone on the playground.
"Wow! They look like the boy band stars on TV, so handsome!" A girl looked at them and exclaimed.
Lu Zili was the first to walk over, holding back his anger. However, he did not pull his sister, but directly grabbed Bai Yizhi who was about to blow a kiss to Luo Yongmu.
He has been practicing martial arts since childhood. He is very strong. The fifteen-year-old boy is already nearly 1.8 meters tall. Poor Bai Yizhi was almost lifted out of the crowd by him without any defense.
Lu Zili directly carried Bai Yizhi to the corner of the playground before letting him go.
At first, Bai Yizhi didn't know who the other person was and was startled. When she saw the evil face of the other person clearly, she began to struggle hard.
"Lu Zili, what are you crazy about? Let me go quickly." On the way to the corner of the playground, she tried to kick, bite and scratch Lu Zili. However, she had no advantage at all in terms of height. No matter how hard she tried,
, she didn’t even touch Lu Zili’s clothes.
Finally reaching the corner, as soon as Lu Zili let go, Bai Yizhi raised his foot and kicked him over.
Lu Zili stretched out his hand and grabbed her ankle accurately. Bai Yizhi lost his balance and fell backwards.
She imagined the consequences of landing on the back of her head. If she fell into a fool, or died after falling, she would definitely turn into a ghost and make Lu Zili pay for it.
Then, she closed her eyes and stared at death for a long time, but she did not feel any pain as expected.
It was as if someone held her waist and saved her.
Bai Yizhi slowly opened her eyes, and Lu Zili's magnified beauty appeared in front of her.
The guy's eyelashes were very long and the bridge of his nose was so high that it almost touched hers.
His breath smelled faintly of sweet orange, mingling with hers. He must have just eaten sweet orange-flavored chewing gum.