Senior Sister Salt Department is Only Sweet To Me

On Monday, the fall sports begin.

This year's sports meeting is a bit late. Now it's not like September. Even if the sun slowly climbs out in the morning, you can only see its brightness, but can't feel its temperature.

By convention, girls have to wear summer school uniforms and skirts, but it is really cold, so the upper body is unified and winter coats are put on, and boys are free to dress up in winter school uniforms.

The first project, of course, is to take the square team.

Shen Muyang, as the class flower who does her part in the class, has always been the best choice to hold the placard. When she held the board to lead the class into the playground, the central area was basically full, and the students from the high school were in the lead.

"The students from the third and fifth classes of junior high school are coming towards us now! They are the rising sun, the young shoots breaking the ground, and the sparks that start a prairie fire."

A sonorous and powerful introduction came from the radio. Shen Muyang held her small chest up and stepped on the runway step by step. She didn't look away when passing the various classes in the inner circle, and concentrated on the work of the vase leader.

It was probably due to her studying too hard recently that her mental arithmetic ability was getting better and better. The more she wanted to ignore it, the harder it was to suppress the throbbing in her heart. At a certain inflection point of the shaped runway, his eyes swept to the left unconsciously and decisively.

There is no error, it is the team of the first class of high school, and the front-end placard holder is the cool and dusty school flower Meng Han.

She half closed her eyes, unable to see the brilliance in her eyes, but her chin was slightly raised, arrogant and sloppy, holding the class card of her class with one hand, which was so abrupt and conspicuous in the pile of school uniforms.

It's really pretty.

Shen Muyang thought so, she got what she wanted, but she couldn't control the curled eyes, she walked away in a good mood.

At the same time, Meng Han's eyes were slightly dazed. She was really at a loss, and it was difficult to understand her recent series of psychology and actions towards the elementary school girl, just like she didn't know why she paid attention to that girl just now. Elementary school girl, why would she lower her eyes in a guilty conscience when the other party was about to approach her.

The sports meeting started like this, Shen Muyang sat in the area of ​​his class with two other friends to watch the game.

"Ran Ran, do you know what events Senior Meng Han applies for in general sports? Let's go down to cheer her on when she arrives." Shen Muyang rested her elbows on her legs and supported her chin in her palms, with a cute face and a little boredom look at the competition under the stage.

"Don't think about it, Senior Sister Meng Han will not apply for the sports meeting." Zhu Yu was playing with her mobile phone on her left, and the fruit was dazzling.

"Why?" Immediately, there was some resentment in Shen Muyang's tone. Isn't it impossible to appreciate Sister Meng Han's elegant and handsome athletic figure?

"Senior Meng Han plays tennis. She has such good physical fitness and strong explosiveness. No matter which sports she applies for, she is the first place without any suspense. It is obvious that she is not bullying others, so she never participates in sports games." Guan Moran thoughtfully and dutifully represented her. Explanation, although I am also sad that I can't see the goddess, but I am proud of the goddess's tragic expression.

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Shen Muyang let out a long sigh, "Okay, Senior Sister is so kind and considerate of others, what else can she say? As a new member of the Chilling Corps, who has no right to speak and no status, can only understand the goddess with the senior classmate Ran Ran.

"However, Senior Sister Meng Han belongs to the student union. In this sports meeting, she will act as a staff member to assist the physical education teacher in each game. We still have a chance to see her, but we don't know which games she will appear in. Let's see luck!" Guan Senior Moran played an exemplary role in comforting and encouraging her only junior, and she was blindly optimistic, "Maybe my hula hoop is the first project to appear. It is so special that Senior Sister Meng Han is very likely to appear!"

"Huh." Zhu Yu was still swiping his finger on the screen, without raising his head, he interjected, "Then let me pray for you first?"

Guan Moran's self-comforting smile was fixed on her face, her mind was a little twitchy, and she didn't know whether to slap her or thank her for a while?

Shen Muyang sighed melancholy, stopped talking, and concentrated on watching the game under the stage. Of course, her eyes were scanned everywhere in the audience. She was not as optimistic as she thought that senior sister would appear at her own show. There are more than 20 events, or 6 grades compete separately. What is the probability of encountering this?

At the end of the morning, it was Ran Ran's turn for the hula hoop project. Zhu Yu and Shen Muyang accompany her down with great loyalty. Of course, they couldn't enter the competition venue without a report, so they could only watch from the outside, ooh. Cheer for Ran Ran

It's a pity, but as expected, Senior Sister Meng Han did not appear in this show.

Shen Muyang hugged her baby camera and picked a good angle to prepare for video. This was originally prepared for shooting senior sister, but now it can only be used for shooting friends.

She joined the photography department when she joined the club in college. Although she unexpectedly came to this life after a short stay, she also learned a little bit from the club members.

"preparation-"

"Beep!"

Shen Muyang had already turned on the video recording function in advance, and focused on Guan Moran. She watched her friend sweat and work hard from the camera behind the machine.

Then her pupils began to dilate, her mouth widened, and when she was about to put an egg in her mouth, she uttered an earth-shattering sentence, "I'm going! This is too—" Sand sculpture, right? !

It's no wonder that she has a rich expression, the attitude of this person in the main camera is too heaven-defying!

"Cute!" Zhu Yu, who was on the side, intercepted the second half of her sentence with a louder volume.

Shen Muyang looked at Zhu Yu with wide eyes in surprise, sister, are you kidding me? This. is this cute?

However, Zhu Yu stared intently at the girl in the arena, her eyes bright enough to reflect light!

Shen Muyang swallowed her saliva and turned her head back to focus on the video with difficulty. Maybe, maybe this is the ultimate cuteness? She reflected heavily and asked herself, maybe there is a generation gap between them, and they don't share aesthetics very much.

The audience at the back was filled with hilarious laughter. At first, it was just a piece of the venue near the venue. Later, it seemed like an infection. There was no other sound in the ears, only deafening and endless laughter. .

The girl in the center of the shot is struggling to spin the hula hoop. Her speed is not slow, but the point is that as the hoop rotates around and around, her arms are stretched over her head, clenched into fists, and she will follow the hula hoop. At this rhythm, he punched towards the sky and retracted into a standard defensive face guard position, and reincarnated repeatedly at a very high speed.

Shen Muyang was really dumbfounded, no matter how cute or not, the double physical exertion in this kind of competition is quite courageous!

The game in the morning came to an end with laughter and laughter.

After a brief rest in the cafeteria, the students returned to the stands again.

Shen Muyang's 800-meter long-distance running is a very high-level event in the afternoon. The reason why she signed up for this event is to break through her own limits. Her health in her previous life was too bad. In this life, she has been consciously improving her physique. For example, she every day She goes to and from school on a bicycle, and she believes that although it has not been long since she was reborn, she should have made a lot of progress in physical strength.

Zhu Yu and Guan Moran knew her physique and felt that she was just courting death. Naturally, the old mother watched her enter the arena reluctantly and reluctantly as she bid farewell to the wandering child, and was trapped at the entrance.

Perhaps the probability of one in ten thousand is also a probability, something Shen Muyang didn't even dare to think about, just happened unexpectedly.

After she said goodbye to her friends and entered the contestant area, she turned a few corners and turned over several piles of people, and finally found her pre-check point for this project.

Meng Han sat behind a small desk that was temporarily dragged over, comparing the list with one hand and holding a pen in the other, still half-drooping his eyes, doing pre-checks and reporting for the students in line.

There are plastic stickers on both sides of the small desk with red letters on a white background - 800 meters for women.

Simple and conspicuous, very cost-effective appearance.

The author has something to say: Shen Muyang: This can also happen, wait, I have to reasonably suspect that this is not someone's ulterior motive, right?

Meng Han was guilty and tired: Junior sister, ulterior motives are not described in this way.

No more tomorrow, see you the day after tomorrow~