Chapter 18: secretly

It can't be one meter two at all.
Sang Zhi picked out the key words.
One meter two, no.
Reverse the order and connect again.
Not one meter two.
Sang Zhi was completely attracted by a few words. She didn't notice what Sang Yan said to the people next to her, and she didn't notice what the lying person looked like.
At this time, the sun was bright, and although it was overcast under the tent, it was not cold, and the sweltering temperature was everywhere. Her face was blushed slightly, and her mood was a little fretful, and she couldn't stand his inexplicably dirty water.
"Where am I not one meter two." Although Sang Zhi felt that he did not need to confirm this, he still couldn't help thinking about it. "I've been one meter five or five. Where can I get one meter two?"
"It's all five or five? That classmate, you look like--" Sang Yan didn't care, and flipped through the list. "It's pretty short."
"..."
"Okay, you have to say it in advance. Otherwise, it's easy to misunderstand."
"..."
Could it be that she would say "I'm one meter five and five" when she sees someone?
The whole thing is like showing off.
"See for yourself whether the numbers on the clothes match the list." Later, Sang Yan pushed the person next to him, "Don't sleep, help me brother."
The person who had been lying on his back moved twice before raising his face from his arms.
Sang Zhi looked at the situation.
The man's appearance was drowsy, his eyes were half-squint, and he seemed a bit uncomfortable with the brightness. I haven't seen it in a few months, and his hair has grown a bit, covering his eyebrows, and has been sleeping a bit. The complexion is cold white, but the lip color is as bright as rouge.
The evil spirits are not gradually divided, and they become more attractive.
Duan Jiaxu sat up slowly, leaned back, and looked awake, lazily responding: "Huh?"
Sang Zhi stared at him for two seconds, his heart pounding, and suddenly looked back, pretending not to see the same. She found something to do for herself and, according to Sang Yan, looked for her name and number on the list on the table.
0155.
Sang Zhi looked down at the number on her chest, and then said to Sang Yan, "That's right."
"Your number is quite interesting," Sang Yan said leisurely. "It seems as if the whole world doesn't know you are one or five."
Sangzhi was upset: "This is not my choice."
Hearing the conversation between the two, Duan Jiaxu raised his eyelids. He noticed Sangzhi and the clothes she was wearing, his eyebrows raised, and his drowsiness disappeared for the most part.
Then suddenly laughed out loud.
Sang Zhi heard and looked.
I saw him staring at the clothes on his body, lowering his jaw and smiling, without any concealment. The meaning is especially obvious, that is, she is laughing at her blatantly.
This reaction made Sang Zhi immediately think of the class uniform that her grandma was not willing to wear. Her ears gradually became hot, took a deep breath, and walked angrily to the side.
Faintly, Duan Jiaxu also smiled and said, "Your sister's aesthetic is okay."
"..."
Now it is popular to bully the small and team up.
Two! old! male! people!
Mulberry pretended not to know them.
She stayed with the girls in the same class who also participated in the long jump, waiting for them to finish the players' names and numbers.
The girl's name is Cen Rui, and she has a quiet personality. At this moment, she seemed to feel a little bored, and then she took the initiative and said, "Sangzhi, do you know the two brothers?"
Sang Zhi nodded reluctantly, "but I'm not familiar."
"How do you know?" Cen Rui was curious. "It seems that we are a lot younger than us."
"My mother's friend."
"what?"
"My mother likes to dance square dances, and they often dance together." Sang Zhi said, "I occasionally invited them to my house for dinner, and I met."
The words "square dance" and "frequently dance together" seemed like a giant thunder hitting Cen Rui's head. She wondered: "Do you mean square dance? It's similar to" Beautiful Seven Fairies "? "
Sang Zhinian changed her face and said, "Yeah."
"That's still ..." Cen Rui's expression was indescribable, and he uttered a sentence, "It's pretty tide."
"It's okay." This reaction made her childish mood instantly calm. "I seem to like to dance at this age."
"..."
Soon, Sang Yan called them to draw lots to arrange the order of the games.
Sang Zhi randomly picked one and was arranged to the penultimate one.
There are three inspectors, in addition to Sang Yan and Duan Xuan, there is another woman. They wore uniform black short sleeves and uniform white hats.
After the inspections were completed, they took the contestants to the competition venue.
Sang Zhi can't believe it.
Although she knew that there would be students from Nanwu University as volunteers, Sang Yan and Duan Xuan would sign up for the event, which seemed to her to be a nightmare.
She didn't want to be laughed at by the two of them and followed Cen Rui at the back.
Take them to the field of the game and the inspector's task is complete.
The childish mood gradually relaxed, praying that they hurried away. Just after eleven o'clock, the sun was getting fiercer, and she crouched down, hiding under the shadow of the person next to her.
It didn't take long before someone suddenly put a hat on her head.
Sang Zhi was stabbed by the sun and couldn't open her eyes. She subconsciously raised the brim upwards and raised her head.
Noticing the person in front of her, her expression froze.
Looking away, he saw a person standing beside him. What she had just prayed for was not realized at all, neither of them left, and now she came to the door.
Duan Jiaxu squatted in front of her, her hair color was light in the sun. He tilted his head slightly, put his arms on his knees, and smiled. "Xiao Sangzhi is wearing a beautiful dress today."
Sangzhi didn't want to ignore him.
Sang Yan stood next to him, not knowing where to get a camera. The next second, he pointed at Sang Chi and said jealously, "It's time to go to the beauty contest."
"Brother!" Sangzhi stared. "Why are you taking pictures?"
"Parents asked me to shoot." Sang Yan bent down a little and moved the camera closer. "Oh, devil, dress like Miss Hong Kong today."
"I haven't said that you are dressed like a Popeye sailor today," listening to the ridicule in his words, San Zhi immediately jumped up to grab his camera, "No shooting! I usually don't see you when I look good!"
"Is that so?" Sang Yan raised his hand with a foresight and asked with an open mind, "When are you good-looking, you can tell your brother that you don't know otherwise."
"..."
Sang Zhi still wanted to jump up, and immediately he caught his head.
Can't move.
She felt that she was about to explode, but she couldn't help but be suppressed by him. Sangzhi held his temper and said in a timely manner: "Brother, I won't take it."
Sang Yan's hand still remained.
Sang Zhi insisted: "You continue to shoot, it doesn't matter."
She really felt too painful.
For Sang Yan to go to college, it was a thankful thing to Dade for her. Unexpectedly, she had to endure the torture of Sang Yan during school.
As if she hadn't heard her, Sang Yan's eyes were slightly raised, still maintaining the original movement: "Don't I take a good shot?"
"..." Sanzhi couldn't bear it, threatened, "I'll tell Dad this way."
"Okay, you can sue." Sang Yan said indifferently. "I've been home for a long time."
Stalemate for a moment.
Duan Jiaxu also squatted beside for a moment. Not long after, he stood up and pulled Sang Yan's hand off Sang Ji's head, with a joke in his words: "Can you stop bullying my sister?"
Sang Yan: "?"
Although I know this person is no better than Sang Yan.
But with a thigh to hold, Sangzhi still hides behind him very shamelessly, and the fox fake tiger pretended to say: "Hear not, my brother told you not to bully me."
Sang Yan stared at the two for a while, feeling ridiculous: "Who your brother?"
She rightfully pointed to the paragraph of approval.
"Okay, brother." Sang Yan put his camera down, and seemed to think the deal was a good deal, and his expression became happy, "Sent you."
Imperceptibly, it was the order of the childish matches.
In terms of sports, none of Sang Zhi is good at it, but under the balance, I still find it easier to jump long. She simply chose this.
This is the first time that Sang Zhi has participated in the school games.
She didn't feel nervous at first, and thought about leaving after jumping. Whether or not he can get the ranking, Sang Zhi has not considered it at all.
But now there are two more people watching her.
Sangzhi exhaled slowly.
She stood on the runway, squinting forward and taking off the jumper, predicting in her heart how many steps to run. Soon, Sang Zhi listened to the referee's order and began to run forward.
When he reached one meter away from the jumper, the childish footsteps stopped and continued to run forward. As if afraid of being hit by the line, she glanced with Yu Guang, accurately stood in front of the take-off line, and tried her best to jump forward.
The world is quiet, and there are only whistling winds around.
After a few seconds, the referee took the ruler to measure the distance, and looked carefully: "0155, the first time 0-0.5 meters."
"..."
Sang Zhi faintly could hear the people laughing. As if she didn't hear it, she scratched her head: "Do you want to jump?"
Referee: "Jump twice more."
Sang Zhi doesn't want to jump anymore, but it can't break the rules of the game: "Oh."
Duan Xuan, who was standing on the sidelines, looked funny, and her shoulders trembled: "What's the matter with your girl? Run so fast to the jumper, and then stop and jump?
"This little ghost is vigilant and timid." Sang Yan recorded the scene just into the camera, tearing his lips, "presumably afraid of falling."
The second mulberry still painted like a gourd.
But it improved a bit, this time jumping 0.8 meters.
Passing by Sang Yan, she heard him seem to applaud, very intimately encouraging: "This jump is so far away that I have not taken a long step."
"..."
Chen Mingxu just came to watch the game. Seeing Sang Zhi's non-positive look, he taught her something with a veiled face and asked her to jump for the last time.
Even if the long jump is not good, you have to jump well.
attitude decides everything.
Under the double stimulation of Chen Mingxu and Sang Yan.
Sang Zhi squeezed her lips tightly, and she didn't know who she was competing with. She decided to make a good result this time and let them look at it. She adjusted her breath and ran slowly forward.
By the middle of the period it started to accelerate.
Jumped five centimeters from the jumper and landed on the bunker. Then, like the picture that she had made up her brain hundreds of times, she had a stubborn ankle and her body leaned forward.
Sang Zhi reached out to support her hands subconsciously. Then the whole man fell into the bunker.
Immediately, a volunteer came over and wanted to help her up: "Is it okay?"
Sang Zhi's tears fell uncontrollably, and he hissed, but didn't cry, reluctantly said, "Nothing, nothing."
The pain in the ankle was painful, and it took a long time for Sangzhi to stand up.
This situation caught everyone by surprise.
Sang Yan and Duan Jiaxu ran over quickly, even Chen Mingxu, who was watching not far away, ran over.
Duan Xuan was closer. He ran to Sang Chi first, squatted down, grabbed her arm, but didn't work hard: "Can you stand up?"
Sang Zhi began to regret his trueness. Rather than pain, what made her feel complacent was that she fell a dog in the public eye to eat shit. She lowered her head and shook her head.
Sang Yan grabbed her arm on the other side and frowned, "Why don't you continue to make a long jump?"
Sang Zhi then wept, and the aggrieved death: "You're not laughing at me."
Together they pulled her up.
Sang Yan squatted down. "Come up and apply some medicine."
Chen Mingxu looked aside and felt a little guilty: "Sangzhi, are you okay? The teacher shouldn't tell you that kind of thing. I knew you would just jump like that, and I would like to participate ..."
Sang Zhi climbed to Sang Yan's back, tears in her eyes, and cried, saying, "It's all right ..."
Her appearance made Chen Mingxu even more guilty. He turned his head, wanted to say something, and suddenly noticed that Duan standing beside him praised, "Brother Sangzhi? Why are you here?"
"Ah, I remember it." Chen Mingxu started to chatter. "You seemed to tell me last time that you were studying at Nanwu University, are you sorry? I didn't take good care of your children ..."
After speaking, he noticed that Sang Yan was carrying Sangyan, and he stumbled: "This is it?"
The childish scalp tightened.
Thoughts suddenly floated to the parents who were called half a year ago. At this moment, the pain seemed insignificant, and a huge guilty conscience and fear came over her.
how to answer?
Saying that he is Sang Yan and her brother, all the lies will be seen through, and she must be finished.
Or is he a friend of her brother?
That's why he was carrying her, which was strange.
Seeing Sang Zhi nervous like this, Duan Jiaxu also thought of something and just wanted to speak.
The next moment, Sang Zhi tightened the strength of Sang Yan's neck, as if to strangle him, as if to block his next words. Her head was blank, she said nothing at all, and spit out two words like a broken jar.
"father."
Sang Yan immediately turned his head: "?"
The pain and nervousness catalyzed the childish tears and fell down. She sucked her nose and twitched, "Teacher, this is my father ..."
"..."
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