Lin Jiayi sat down next to Song Siqi, put the mineral water bottle in her hand beside her, grabbed her exposed calf with her little hands, and squeezed it gently.
But Song Siqi immediately sat up and stared at her with a horrified look on her face: "Jiajia, why are you touching me?"
Lin Jiayi: "...?" Don't talk nonsense, I seem to be a pervert.
"I'm not. I'm massaging your calves, not touching you." Lin Jiayi continued to massage her hands gently, "This can relax your muscles, otherwise you will definitely be sore all over tomorrow."
"oh."
Song Siqi did not refuse her kindness and changed from lying down to lying down so that she could better relax her muscles.
After running 100 meters three times, her legs were indeed a little sore.
[This scene is so harmonious. I envy the friendship between them and it makes me want to go back to my school days!]
[Who wouldn’t? It was really carefree in elementary school. You didn’t have to worry about exams or anything like that. Your scores wouldn’t be too low in any test. But when you get to junior high school, you start to feel stressed. 】
[Junior high school has the pressure of taking high school entrance exams, high school has the pressure of taking college entrance exams, and if you don’t choose a good college major, you will feel the pressure of going bald.]
[Damn! I agree so much! The medical students said they really want to study until they become bald! 】
[Law students said that we would faint if we memorized the clauses every day!]
After a while, the broadcast reminding 4×100 meters rang.
"Please come to the inspection office for inspection by students of the 4×100 relay in each year group."
"Please come to the inspection office for inspection by students of the 4×100 relay in each year group."
"Please come to the inspection office for inspection by students of the 4×100 relay in each year group."
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Song Siqi and Jiang Ye reluctantly got up from the ground.
"Boss, let's go over first!" Jiang Shixin and Lin Jiayi said hello, and then walked shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Ye toward the inspection office.
Song Siqi also sighed and followed the pace of the two of them.
Because Lin Jiayi did not participate in the 4×100m, but participated in the 8×200m in the afternoon.
So now he seems to be their logistics team member, holding three bottles of mineral water in his arms, wearing Song Siqi's clothes on his head, holding a black umbrella, and holding a video camera.
There are three mobile phones inserted in the left and right trouser pockets.
She had to quickly find a place to sit down and put down all her things.
But just after taking a few steps, a bottle of mineral water slipped to the ground.
It was very troublesome for her to bend down to pick up the things in her arms.
Just when she was about to put everything down and pick it up again, a tall figure stood in front of her and bent down to help him pick up the mineral water bottle.
"Thanks."
Before he finished speaking, he said in surprise: "Brother?!"
After calling, she realized that she was still wearing a microphone around her neck, and immediately changed her words: "Brother Lin, why are you here?"
The person who came was none other than Lin Huaijin.
[Wow! Lin Huaijin’s casual outfit today is pretty good! Finally, it’s not just a tank top, pants and slippers! His girlfriend’s fan is very satisfied! 】
[Hahahaha! Have Lin Huaijin’s fans become so satisfied now? Are they satisfied with just dressing like this? 】
[Don’t mention it, as long as it’s not a tank top, pants and slippers, I’ll be satisfied if he wears red and green! 】
[It seems that everyone no longer has any expectations for Lin Huaijin’s clothes, as long as his face looks good! 】
After Lin Huaijin picked up the mineral water bottles on the floor, he took the remaining two bottles from her hand.
"My friend's sister is also in this school. Today he came to watch his sister's game on behalf of his parents and asked me to accompany him, so I came."
"Yo! I've been looking for you! So you're here!"
Following the sound, a tall figure ran up to the two of them. The figure was half a head taller than Lin Huaijin. With a hearty smile on his face, he put his hand directly on Lin Huaijin's shoulder. He glanced down and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Surprised: "Hey, this is not"
The truth was about to be blurted out by him.
Fortunately, Lin Huaijin quickly covered his mouth with quick eyes and hands.
Then he took him aside and gave him an ideological education.
Only then did he pull him back.
This person is Lin Huaijin's classmate Su Zijin, but he is several years older than Lin Huaijin's brother.
According to the normal process, senior high school students did not take the college entrance examination and were directly recommended to study at Peking University for a bachelor's, master's and doctoral program.
It happened that he and Lin Huaijin entered the school together at that time.
It's just that Lin Huaijin was in the youth class at the time, and the two didn't know each other.
The reason the two met was because Su Zijin's mentor happened to be Lin Huaijin's father.
Lin Huaijin was also a popular figure in the school. Su Zijin recognized him at a glance. The more they met, the two gradually became familiar with him.
I occasionally come to their house to play, so I know her.
Su Zijin was taken to have a good education by Lin Huaijin. After he was brought back, he changed his words with a naive smile: "Hello, little sister, my name is Su Zijin, you can just call me Brother Zijin."
"Hello, brother Zijin, my name is Lin Jiayi."
Lin Jiayi obediently said hello to him.
"Brother! I asked you to hold my spikes for me. Why are you here?" A familiar voice came from the side.
Lin Jiayi made eye contact with the girl running over.
The two said in unison: "Is it you?"
Su Qiqi's eyes flashed with surprise: "Brother, do you know her?"
After hearing this, Su Zijing was about to say that we knew each other, but then she thought about it and said, "We just met, what's the matter? Do you know each other?"
Perhaps because she had just lost to Song Siqi, Su Qiqi's expression was a little awkward.
After hesitating for a while, he turned his head away, snatched the spike shoes from Su Zijin's hand, and left a dull sentence: "I don't know you."
Then he ran away.
"What's wrong with this girl? Does losing the game make her so sad?" Su Zijin said helplessly, "Jiajia is sorry, Qiqi just lost the game and was in a bad mood. She was secretly wiping her tears just now."
Lin Jiayi nodded: "I know, she lost to A Qi in the 100-meter race."
Hearing this, Su Zijin raised his eyebrows.
He glanced back and forth in the direction where Lin Jiayi and Su Qiqi were running.
Suddenly he understood what his sister's reaction was just now.
[This Su Qiqi is a bit cute! She said she could afford to lose outside and acted very free and easy, but when she went back she secretly wiped her tears. 】
[I feel a little distressed. This child is a bit sensible. My brother is still secretly wiping his tears here.]
[Originally, the competition is about winning and losing, don’t cry, just win it next time!]
Su Zijin patted Lin Huaijin on the shoulder.
"You guys talk first, I will enlighten the girl, otherwise the little girl will cry again."
As soon as Su Zijin left, the atmosphere between the two suddenly became cold again.
The two of them don't talk much themselves.
I didn't see the two of them talking much at home. Once they left, they didn't know what to say.