The God-level Scholar of Agent Rebirth

Chapter 29 Running is Calculated

[I only love Jiajia: Orange, isn't he your CP?Is it possible that I fell in love with the female anchor's skills and don't want you? ]
This friend was met by Cheng Xiaocheng on the Internet before. Although she is a girl, she has a good mid laner level. She usually watches the live broadcast, and she happened to see Jiang Ye giving gifts, so she came here to tell her.

Cheng Xiaocheng's face was livid with anger.

Even though that woman had two brushes, she didn't show her face, and her voice was not as good as hers. Why did Jiang Ye want to brush gifts for her?
Intense jealousy crawled all over her body, did Cheng Xiaocheng's vanity force her to tell this friend that she knew about it, and she asked Jiang Ye to scan it, but after playing the game, she was still so angry that she couldn't contain herself.

"What's wrong with Chengzi?" Bai Feixue blushed when she saw her.

Cheng Xiaocheng ignored her, unlocked the phone again, and saw that the live broadcast of "Summer" was at 07:30 tonight, switched back to the WeChat interface, and sent a cute emoji to a boy with a black head on the list.

[are you free tonight?Let's crash a car with a female anchor, shall we? ]
"Crash" in the game means that you can start a game with the anchor at the same time, as long as the rank matches, you will have the opportunity to play together.

Of course, you may be a teammate, or you may be an enemy.

Cheng Xiaocheng naturally wanted to bump into the opposite side of "Xiamen".

Her friend is a retired former professional player. Tonight, let him beat "Xiamen" violently, snipe her all night, and beat her to the point where her mentality exploded.

Who asked her to seduce Jiang Ye?

Her man, no one can move.

Song Shuruo was still broadcasting, but the 3000-meter long-distance race was too long. Many people just watched it when they thought it was interesting, and then they played their own games. They couldn't even watch Song Shuruo's broadcast.

Finally, ushered in the last 500 meters.

The broadcast on the field sounded, which meant that the long-distance running was coming to an end. Two runners couldn't bear the scorching sun, fainted on the field and were carried off, and there were three remaining contestants.

Last year's champion, and a girl nearly 1.8 meters tall.

Then came Midsummer Night.

I don't know if it was from the sun, or what, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and even the speed of her left foot, which was visible to the naked eye, slowed down a lot. From the beginning to the end, she did not slow down.

Suddenly, the girl who was 1.8 meters tall bumped into her.

Midsummer night fell to the ground.

Someone exclaimed from the sidelines, so then the other people who were short also looked at her, and there were boos from all directions.

"Wow, how ugly!"

"What? Did you fall to your death? Carry it to the back mountain and bury it."

Everyone burst into laughter, they didn't regard Sheng Xia Ye as a human being at all, she seemed to be their dessert after dinner, just for their enjoyment.

Song Shuruo boldly ran onto the track, since it was the last lap anyway, he didn't worry about getting in the way.

She put the microphone in front of Midsummer Ye and asked at a high volume, "Midsummer Ye, do you think you can still stand up? You are still 500 meters away. If you fail here, the first 2000 meters will be in vain."

Sheng Xiaye originally had her head buried, but she stretched out the microphone and hit Sheng Xiaye's mouth.

She raised her face and saw Song Shuruo's camera lens, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on Song Shuruo's pale, sweaty face, the tragic defeat was solemn, which made people shudder.

Song Shuruo was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the girl's cold tone, "It's not that easy to kill me."

Song Shuruo was confused when he heard it, and Sheng Xiaye got up from the ground the next moment, pushed her away and continued to run forward.

The sun is mercilessly scorching the earth, and there is a smell of glue after the plastic track has been baked.

Song Shuruo pursed his lips and turned his head, suddenly seeing a puddle of blood where Sheng Xiaye had fallen just now.

She opened her mouth wide in astonishment, and looked back at the running back of the girl. Gradually, a sense of respect appeared in her eyes.

Midsummer Ye resisted the tingling pain on the soles of his feet, and accelerated to run when the node was reached.

The audience outside the stadium finally stood up excitedly.

Who will win the 3000-meter long-distance race this year?Is it this female player who looks to be in superb physique and stands tall, or is it last year's champion?
No one would associate the laurel crown with an animal like Midsummer Night.

But she met thousands of sarcasm and indifference, and surpassed the 1.8-meter girl in the last ten meters.

"Zhang Chaoran, come on!"

"Zhang Chaoran, go for me! Are you going to be robbed of your fame by a beast?"

The crowd started to shout, and everyone was cheering for contestant No. 5.

She obviously hasn't won the championship yet, and all the applause and cheers belong to her. It seems that she has persisted on the court until now, even if she fell, she has surpassed other people's Midsummer Night. She is just a transparent figure.

Midsummer Ye felt dizzy as his eyes were getting darker and darker.

Those cheers seemed to come from far away, and gradually she couldn't hear them clearly.

Zhao Chaoran speeded up amidst the cheers, and Sheng Xiaye also ran forward with all his strength——

It was dark in front of my eyes.

Obviously the ground should be hard and hot, but she fell into the softness.

With such a heart, who could it be?
Before she could see the person hugging her clearly, she lost all consciousness.

When Midsummer woke up at night, he found himself in the school's infirmary. The man standing by the side of the bed was tall and tall in a suit and leather shoes.

"elder brother?"

She opened her mouth uncertainly, trying to get up from the bed, but the pain in the soles of her feet seemed to hurt her heart, and she groaned in pain.

Gu Fengchen turned around, his expression was cold and dignified when he was talking to the doctor, but when he turned his head to look at Midsummer Ye, his eyes immediately softened a bit.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, gently supported her, and let her lean into his arms.

"Aren't you leaving..."

"I talked to your principal about something."

Speaking of this, Gu Fengchen's expression was a little cold, "Why did you insist on long-distance running after suffering such a serious injury? Your legs are made of iron, don't you want it anymore?"

Just now when he saw her running posture on the sidelines, he already realized the danger.

And where she ran, there was a shallow bloodstain.

He caught her at the last moment, and the girl was hugged in his arms, so light and weightless, I don't know how much harsh treatment he has received.

"Just now the doctor took out a very long nail from the bottom of your foot, you..."

Facing the girl's misty peach blossom eyes, those harsh words were repeated in his throat, and in the end he couldn't bear to blame her anymore, he suppressed those words, and asked her in a deep and sullen voice, "Do you not hurt?" ?"

He is a grown man, and he was suffocated for a moment when he saw the pulled out nail.

How did she insist on running 3000 meters?

"Thank you for taking me to the infirmary."

Sheng Xiaye looked at him with bright eyes, even though her lips were pale, her grateful smile was unambiguous, "My physical strength is enough to support me to 3000 meters. If my brother doesn't come, I'm afraid I will die."

(End of this chapter)