There is no fake grass on the playground track, it is paved with rubber particles.
Shen Qinghe subconsciously used his arms to support his upper body to avoid falling on his face.
In order to reduce resistance, she deliberately wore short sports pants.
She stood up firmly, her knees were broken, and the tender flesh inside was faintly visible.
Even the slightest movement would stretch the wound.
Xu Hanlin dropped what he was doing, worried about the referee uniform and the rules on the field, and stood far to the side: "Sister Shen, don't run away. Come here, I will take you to the infirmary."
Shen Qinghe replied with a reassuring smile: "No need."
Even if you can't surpass them, you must persist until the end.
Every time he took a step, the wound hurt terribly, and his forehead was covered with thin beads of sweat.
Xu Hanlin was still nagging her to give up, but to no avail. He changed direction and ran to the school doctor: "Senior Shen, wait for me, I'll go find a stretcher."
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Jiang Yao easily climbed over the railing and walked towards the playground for two steps, when Lu Jinbai's scream came from behind: "Brother Jiang, I'm stuck and can't get down."
Jiang Yao kept Shen Qinghe in mind and ignored his cry for help.
"Brother Jiang, help me! Help me!" Lu Jinbai whispered for help.
The surrounding eyes fell on Lu Jinbai, and there was a small chuckle.
The bad guys have already picked up their mobile phones and recorded videos.
Jiang Yao didn't even turn around, and walked faster and faster.
Lu Jinbai didn't care whether he was embarrassed or not: "Brother Jiang, you are ruthless, you are cold, and you refuse to save me until death."
"That classmate, what are you doing? Come down!"
It's the patrol teacher.
Jiang Yao turned his head slightly to pay attention to the movement of the track, avoiding those runners.
When he arrived, all he heard was Xu Hanlin's words, "I'm going to find a stretcher."
Jiang Yao didn't know why she, who had always been delicate and afraid of pain, insisted on running.
But he knows.
She didn't need a stretcher, let alone him to take her away from the runway, or even any comfort.
Inside the playground, there were many teachers who were keeping an eye on them, blocking those who wanted to run with them.
In desperation, Jiang Yao returned to wait for her near the finish line of the race.
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Athletes rush towards the finish line one after another.
Nancy was only 200 meters away from the finish line. She caught a glimpse of Jiang Yao standing on the side of the track and felt happy.
His eyes fell on Jiang Yao's face intentionally or unintentionally. He didn't pay attention to his feet, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly to the ground.
Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, crossed his arms, looked at her condescendingly, and twitched his thin lips with a sneer: "I'm sorry."
He didn't mean to help her, so he lifted his feet and left calmly.
When Nancy reached the finish line, she still didn't give up. She asked her friend to help her to Jiang Yao, lifted up her loose trousers, pointed to her injured knee, and said softly, "I know you didn't mean it, can you take me with you?" Go to the infirmary? You’re the best~"
She is best at acting like a spoiled child, and with her cute and pure appearance, most boys will not refuse her.
She was confident he would agree.
Jiang Yao glanced at it lightly, feeling a little regretful.
The degree of injury was not one-tenth that of Shen Qinghe.
She should have been injured more seriously.
Seeing Jiang Yao's concern about Nancy's wounds, a friend thought there was something interesting about it, but because he was too embarrassed to agree, he decided to give her a boost: "You tripped her, of course you have to take responsibility."
Nancy tugged on her friend's clothes pitifully, and was very grateful to her for her help. When her words came to her lips, she changed her taste: "Don't kidnap Jiang Yao with morals like this~"
Jiang Yao glanced at them and said in a calm tone: "If you don't go to the infirmary, the wound will be healed."
Nancy's face paled, understanding the sarcasm in his words.
Unable to maintain the expression on his face, he smiled a little reluctantly, lowered his head and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm fine, I can go by myself."
With that said, he limped towards the infirmary.
The friend stared at her back, feeling very distressed. He stamped his feet on the spot, cursed "scumbag", and turned around to catch up with her.
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Shen Qinghe saw Nancy and Jiang Yao face to face from a distance and didn't know what to say.
The boy is unruly and unruly, the girl is pure and well-behaved, and they have an inexplicably matching look.
Shen Qinghe suddenly felt his heart pounding, his eyes flickering in and out, and he looked away.
The pain became more and more obvious, and fluid flowed down the calf.
Suddenly the meaning of perseverance was lost, and I stopped running.
"come on! Come on!"
Xu was moved by her persistence, and the audience cheered and cheered one after another.
Wen Jingjing and the three of them borrowed their number plates from nowhere and waited for her at the finish line.
Not surprisingly, Shen Qinghe was the last one.
Wen Jingjing and Gu Xiao quickly supported her with quick eyes and hands.
Chen Anzhi blamed himself so much that he didn't dare to step forward, his eyes were red: "It's all my fault, crow's mouth, I shouldn't have said don't throw a dog and eat shit."
Shen Qinghe suppressed the sour feeling in his heart and opened his arms to her: "Because you said, when I fell, my first reaction was not to land on my face."
Chen Anzhi whimpered softly and got into Shen Qinghe's arms.
Wen Jingjing complained: "Didn't I say that ranking is not important? Why are you working so hard? Just wait until the end!"
"What are you insisting on? Are you short of those prizes?"
Shen Qinghe focused his attention on Jiang Yao, who was not far away, and the words asking her to withdraw were lingering in his ears.
The meaning of perseverance is also his.
Wen Jingjing kept calling her, but got no response. She followed Shen Qinghe's gaze and smiled ambiguously: "You still don't admit that you like him."
It's an affirmative sentence.
The three people nodded in understanding and looked at her making noises.
At this exciting moment in her life, she looked alone at the person on the edge.
She seems to really like Jiang Yao a little bit.
Jiang Yao walked over with one hand in his pocket, his brows slightly furrowed, his chin raised slightly, and his lip lines straightened.
The expression is a bit fierce.
As the distance got closer and closer, Shen Qinghe suddenly became a little nervous and shifted his gaze to talk to them, still glancing in his direction from the corner of his eye.
Jiang Yao stared at the red socks, his nameless anger rising. He turned around and patted his shoulder: "Come up."
What's so bad?
Shen Qinghe's grievance burst out in an instant, and his tears fell down, forming a string of crystal clear beads.
Jiang Yao sighed silently, turned around and wiped her tears, coaxed her in a low voice, and explained patiently: "Miss, don't cry anymore. I'll take you to the infirmary."
"Yeah." He responded aggrievedly.
Jiang Yao turned around, squatted down, and waited for her to come up.
Shen Qinghe stared at his generous back, which had been carried by him many times, but now, a trace of unnaturalness appeared in vain.
Thin white arms hooked around his neck, and after a small jump, Jiang Yao's arms held her legs firmly.
Lying obediently on his back, his unique woody fragrance floated in your breath, and a flower quietly bloomed in your heart.
Jiang Yao slightly weighed the person on his back.
Well, it's pretty good, a little heavier than before.
"Why do you insist?" he said helplessly.
She has a scar body, and if not treated properly, scars will remain.
Shen Qinghe buried his head on his back. After a long time, he answered in a muffled voice that was not an answer: "What about you? Do you like Nancy?"