Tinglan glared at him again, then realized that Zhuo Yu'an from the next class was sitting next to him, and then she hurriedly withdrew her gaze.
"What's wrong with her?" Zhuo Yu'an asked.
"I'm not happy to arrange the 800-meter race for her." Ever since he signed her up for this event, Tinglan had this look every time he looked at him.
After speaking, he glanced at Zhuo Yu'an and added: "Give you a chance to be a hero and save the beauty."
Zhuo Yuan was not grateful at all: "What bad idea did you come up with? Don't tire me out."
Having failed to please both parties, Lu Kuo was speechless and didn't want to talk to him anymore, so he walked back to his original position.
The results of the team competition came out soon. After the school leaders scored the scores for Class 2 and Class 3, they found that the scores were the same. There was no winner or loser. Therefore, the two classes were tied for the championship, and they actually deserved the title.
When competing in various events in the afternoon, Tinglan was even more nervous than in the morning. When she thought of the breathless chest tightness and suffocation she would feel during the running competition, she hated Lu Kuo to death. Whenever Lu Kuo appeared in her sight, she would
Just stare at him.
Lu Kuo would hide behind Cheng Chen every time to avoid her eyes.
Cheng Chen's long jump was okay. Although he wasn't top-notch, he should be fine with finishing second or third, so he waited for the start of the competition with high spirits.
The 800-meter run was ranked last. In order to relax Ting Lan, Cheng Chen said, "Would you like to go to the small playground next to it to warm up first?"
Because she looked very nervous.
"Okay, let's warm up first." Tinglan was actually quite Buddhist. Lu Kuo signed her up, but she just wanted to focus on participating. At most, she couldn't run, so she reached the finish line.
But when she learned that Wen Jian had also participated in the 800-meter race in the morning, she became curiously competitive. At least she wouldn't lose too badly.
The two of them walked to the small playground next door to warm up. This playground was a basketball court. There were several students playing basketball at this time. They must be senior sports students in the school, so they did not participate in the school sports meeting.
As soon as the two of them walked to the edge of the playground, something unexpected happened. A basketball hit Cheng Chen on the head. Stars appeared in her eyes and she almost fainted.
Tinglan's eyes were quick to support her, and Cheng Chen's painful tears almost fell. Several basketball players also hurried over to ask if everything was okay.
Cheng Chen covered his head. After the dizziness subsided, he shouted loudly: "I have a concussion. You said it was okay."
"I'll take you to the infirmary first." The first boy squatted down and looked at her forehead. There seemed to be some redness and swelling, but it was not serious.
Cheng Chen ignored him, took his hand off his forehead and showed Tinglan: "Is it serious?"
"There's a little redness and swelling. How do you feel?"
"It seems okay, but it's really unlucky." She didn't want to go to the infirmary, and the campus radio had already started broadcasting her long jump competition.
She was raising her hand to rub her forehead when the tall sports student opposite suddenly took her hand away.
: "Don't touch your forehead yet. My name is Shao Hui, a senior in high school (6). If you feel uncomfortable, you can come to me at any time."
Seeing that they had such a good attitude, Cheng Chen stopped fussing with them and took Tinglan's hand and ran back to the competition venue. There were several sports students just now, but she didn't remember the specific names or names.