The flower of the high mountain of the school bully [wearing the book]

19

The school sports meeting officially starts at nine o'clock.

    The sky is blue today with few clouds.

    The school planted a row of ginkgo trees to separate the large and small playgrounds. The ginkgo biloba in autumn is brilliant and golden, and the cool-toned sky becomes warmer.

    This is the weather that makes you feel good just by looking at it.

    Huaizhou sat alone in the auditorium of the stands, without a smile on his face.

    At the entrance ceremony, there were dozens of classes in the school. In order to form a beautiful formation, the extra students from each class sat in the stands.

    The stands are on both sides of the rostrum, and the seventh class happens to be on the far right.

    Huaizhou sat at the top of the last row, and had a sweeping view of the entire rostrum.

    Ning Qiu was holding the microphone and facing all the students in the school, Huaizhou could only see her slender back.

    Li Anyang kept complaining on the side.

    "No. 1 Middle School's sports meeting is really enough ink. The student representatives finished talking nonsense and the teacher representatives talked. After the teacher finished talking, the principal had to talk. It took an hour." It

    took nearly an hour for the entrance ceremony to reach the final. The Dove of Peace is released.

    Hundreds of white homing pigeons rose up in the wind, igniting passion all at once, and brought back the students whose feet were numb and lethargic.

    After the girls from Class 7 returned to their seats, they hurriedly put on their autumn school uniforms and complained.

    "Standing for a long time, I'm freezing to death."

    Lan Wanwan wore the short-sleeved summer school uniform of No. 1 Middle School and smiled heartlessly.

    "After the race starts, you won't feel cold when you run."

    Another girl was helping Lan Wanwan to post her number, and she was going to participate in the first 100-meter sprint.

    The autumn wind brought a cool feeling on his face, and Huaizhou put his eyes on Ning Qiu.

    The hem of the pleated skirt is not too long, only enough to cover the thighs, not even the knees, and the slender and white legs are exposed to the air.

    Ning Qiu sat on the soft-backed chair, her legs tightly together, apparently to prevent it from disappearing.

    Huaizhou stood up, took off his school uniform jacket, and prepared to go to the stage.

    Before he reached the steps on both sides, Xu Qinglan had already taken off his dress coat and handed it to her.

    "If you're still cold, tell me, the weather has turned cold recently, so don't get sick."

    Ning Qiu took the clothes and covered her legs, "Thank you, I'll pay you back when Guoguo helps me go to the infirmary to get the coat. ."

    They changed their clothes in the infirmary, and the original school uniforms were also placed in the room.

    Xu Qinglan returned her a warm smile, "It's okay, I'm not cold."

    No one noticed that Huaizhou was standing alone not far away, he was silent for a few seconds, then turned and left without making a sound.