put wildness in his heart

Chapter 112

Although most of the students signed up for the honor of the class, the sports committee looked at the rows of names and fell into deep melancholy.

He always felt that through the rows of names, he could foresee the future destiny of the class——"Congratulations to class XX for getting the No.1 result in this competition. I hope that XX will continue to work hard."

This broadcasting sound may continue around the entire playground until the end of the sports meeting.

The Sports Commission was a little desperate.

No, very desperate.

He Yin followed a few class committee members to join in the fun for a while, then squeezed out from the front of the podium with a few registration forms, and put one in front of Wen Miao: "Master Cat, if you quit, our class will be in danger." Retired [-] people."

Wen Miaoxin said, in the first grade of the school, is there a total of [-] classes in the main department and the international department?

Apparently not.

The registration form was slapped on the table by He Yin, Wen Miao didn't look at it, but stretched out her hand and pinched her left ankle, then she wrinkled her face slightly.

The sharp pain was not as obvious as before, and it became a dull pain that seemed to be absent. Although walking was no big problem, it was definitely not possible to participate in the sports meeting.

"Then you go and participate in a few more." Wen Miao said, "Try all of them."

"I want to try them all too." He Yin raised the registration form in his hand and looked at it for a long time with his face up, "But the events that are still lacking people seem to be 3000-meter long-distance races and 5000-meter long-distance races. I tried it and it killed me instantly."

"Haven't you heard a word?" Wen Miao put down the rolled-up trousers, "The dopamine secreted by running is second only to falling in love. Three kilometers are for all kinds of discomfort, five kilometers are for all kinds of internal injuries, and ten kilometers are enough to treat all kinds of internal injuries. It’s full of openness and kindness at heart.”

"That's not right." He Yin said "Hey" and said plausibly, "I really don't believe that someone who has run ten kilometers can still be frankly open and kind in his heart."

He Yin said: "I ran [-] in the physical test, and I started cursing nonstop in my heart. After running ten kilometers, it would be good if I didn't scold my father."

Wen Miao said "Oh", and then asked: "What I want to say is, what did Uncle He do wrong to make you scold him after running ten kilometers?"

He Yin: "..."

He just gave an example, not targeting a specific person.

I just accidentally raised the example to my father.

"Let's get back to the topic." He Yin pulled the topic back to the original point, "I can't participate in these events of the Spring Festival Games."

"Let's look at other things. I don't have to go to long-distance running." Wen Miao straightened up, looked at the registration form, and said while reading, "None of the forty or fifty events is suitable for you. ah?"

"No, I'm only suitable for those who move their mouths but don't move their legs, preferably the ones who don't even move their hands. It's like the big Huang Zhong. It's suitable for standing output." He Yin said very self-aware .

"Master Cat, do you think there are any competitions similar to stand-up comedy or personal talk shows? Not only can I participate in this kind of competition, but I can also come back with the first prize."

"That's right." Wen Miao agreed quite a bit, "You talk in a small mouth, and you cry when you encounter something. It's really only suitable for this kind of competition where you don't move your legs."

He Yin: "..."

(End of this chapter)