daily bloodline

Chapter 25 Guess
[-]-meter running track.

"preparation--"

Snapped!
As soon as the starting gun was fired, Su Ying seemed to turn into an arrow that left the string, and her figure shot out with electricity.

Not daring to run too shockingly, leading in the forefront, Su Ying turned her head frequently, looking at No.2 not far behind, for fear that she ran too fast.

No.2 is called Wu Tong, who is the sports committee of the fifth class.

Wu Tong caught a glimpse of Su Ying who turned to look at him from the corner of his eye, and he felt insulted.

In front of Su Ying rode Juechen to the finish line, the referee at the finish line quickly stopped the watch, and the time was fixed at 10 seconds.

It's not a particularly outstanding result, but for a high school student, this result is quite outstanding, after all, it has reached the level of a first-class professional player.

At 11 seconds, Wu Tong crossed the finish line, panting violently while leaning on his knees, his pupils trembling as he watched Su Ying.

"Are you perverted? Why are you running so fast?" Wu Tong asked.

"Maybe it's because of the long legs?" Su Ying stretched out her hand and stroked the outside of her thighs, coquettishly: "Look at these sexy long legs."

"Get lost, you..."

Wu Tong left cursing, but he wasn't too disappointed. Last year, Su Ying won three consecutive championships in the 800 meters, and it was not unacceptable to lose to him.

Everyone is in the same grade, who doesn't know that Su Ying's emotional intelligence has been replaced by physical fitness?If you lose, you lose, don't be shabby.

After passing the qualifiers, Su Ying only needed to wait until the afternoon to participate in the finals. He didn't return to his class, and stood by the track to cheer for Luo Jiuqian.

"Master Jiu, come on!!" Su Ying shouted loudly, "Fuck them to death! You are the best!"

The boys in the same class who participated in the [-]-meter race desperately tried to cover Su Ying's mouth, but Su Ying pushed his head away, like pushing a chicken.

On the starting line, Luo Jiuqian blushed slightly, and the girl on the side track sighed: "You are so pitiful."

"Stand back!" a referee yelled and drove Su Ying and a group of boys to the side of the track.

"preparation--"

Snapped!
The starting gun rang, Luo Jiuqian kicked hard, and his figure jumped out, riding Juechen and falling No.2 with a distance of more than one meter. The distance continued to widen. When the finish line was reached, Luo Jiuqian was already ahead of No.2. ten meters.

There is not much difference in the physical fitness of high school boys, Su Ying can't surpass them too much, otherwise it would be too shocking, but for the delicate girls, Luo Jiuqian's physical fitness can completely crush everyone else, the gap is so big that it makes people desperate .

"It's expected~" Su Ying spread her hands, triumphantly, seeing that the boys in other classes wanted to hit someone.

Soon, the 100-meter qualifiers ended, and Su Ying started the 200-meter event again, and won the first place with the same unreasonable attitude.

"These two people from class seven are really bugs..."

Seeing Su Ying winning the 200 meters, Wu Tong couldn't help sighing.

"I feel like I can't even escape Master Jiu." A boy said.

"Jiu Ye's 12-meter running score is 5 seconds, which has already passed the standard for a second-year athlete..." Someone complained: "The key person is not a track and field major."

"People are more popular than people..."

All morning, Su Ying has been busy participating in the competition.

"Su Ying, come on! Come on!" Yun Duo looked at Su Ying, who was passing by the track in front of him, in Class [-], and couldn't help but ask, "Is he so physically fit?"

"I haven't felt it before, how would I know." Zhao Linglong complained.

"You started the car suddenly?" Yun Duo stared at him suddenly, "Okay, are you thinking about Su Ying? Look, I won't tell Master Jiu!"

"I didn't!" Zhao Linglong looked ashamed and angry: "What's wrong with driving? You asked first."

"I'm asking serious questions."

"What I said is also serious. He never beat me up. How do I know whether he is physically strong or not?"

"Then wait for him to come back and you will feel it?"

"I can't!"

The two started arguing, just as Luo Jiuqian came back, Yun Duo hurriedly stood up and complained: "Master Jiu! Someone misses Su Ying!"

Zhao Linglong blushed anxiously: "I didn't! Don't listen to her, she wants to feel how Su Ying's physical fitness is, and Yun Duo is in heat!"

"I said someone was thinking about Su Ying, but I didn't say it was you. What are you in a hurry for?" Yun Duo was triumphant.

Zhao Linglong's face darkened, realizing that she had been tricked, and quickly explained to Luo Jiuqian: "Master Jiu, I..."

"Isn't that good?" Luo Jiuqian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. The pure and bright smile caught the two of them for a moment.

"You! No! Angry! Angry! What?!" Yun Duo said, "If I were you, I would beat her up first, so that she can never tell dirty jokes again."

"I feel...it seems to be nothing." Luo Jiuqian followed Su Ying on the track: "Su Ying is not mine, and there is someone I like. When the other party is together, as long as you see him happy forever, it is a kind of happiness, right?"

The two were stunned, Luo Jiuqian smiled and went back to his seat.

Suddenly, Zhao Linglong was powerless and knelt down: "Ah... this damn chic, am I going to bend over?"

Yun Duo murmured: "My mother's heart is about to move..."

"Do you think Su Ying really didn't realize it?" Zhao Linglong suddenly asked: "The two of them have known each other for a long time, and they are together all day long. Is Su Ying really so careless?"

"What do you want to say?" Yun Duo raised his eyelids.

"I'm wondering if Su Ying has already sensed that... um... is hanging on to Master Jiu as a spare tire?" Zhao Linglong muttered in a low voice.

Yun Duo leaned on the stool, closed her eyes, and said in a low voice, "If that's the case, Su Ying will be too annoying."

"I think so too." Zhao Linglong pouted, "I don't want that at all."

"I don't want to either."

The mood of the two was a little low for a while.

"Master Jiu! Hurry up, the long jump is about to start!"

Su Ying hurriedly ran from a distance, shouting loudly.

"Here we come." Luo Jiuqian stood up.

"Let's go, let's cheer up." Yun Duo pulled Zhao Linglong up to follow.

A large group of students had already surrounded the sandpit, and someone saw Su Ying and Luo Jiuqian hurriedly moved out of the way.

After getting her own number, Su Ying watched others jump and waited for her turn.

The long jump competition in the first year of high school was over, and it was Su Ying's group of sophomores, and soon it was Su Ying's turn.

Sprinting, stepping on the board, and jumping, Su Ying soared into the air and finally landed. The score of [-] meters caused everyone to exclaim.

"Su Ying is amazing!" Zhao Linglong shouted.

"Just now you suspected that he was a scumbag." Yun Duo was astonished.

"But I can't stand him, he's handsome!"

Yun Duo: "..."

"Your score..." The referee who recorded the score looked up at Su Ying: "One hundred and two hundred and four hundred... let's go the professional route, otherwise it's really a pity, your [-]-meter score has caught up with the national team."

Su Ying shook her head, if she followed the professional route, he would not be able to pass the urine test first.

"That's such a pity." The referee shook his head again and again.

(End of this chapter)