Super Comic System

"I can't help it... I want to see what kind of scenery my butler is." Qiu Xia Fenglu's body that was leaning on suddenly stood up straight, and followed Xiao Zimo, silently.

When Xiao Zimo followed Baichuan Zema to the playground, the boys and girls who were still exercising all looked at him and Xiao Zimo behind him.

"Minister, are you here?" A pretty girl with sweat on her forehead walked up to Baichuan Zema and said excitedly.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, let's all take a rest...someone has come to play..." Baichuan Zema nodded, with a smile on his face, and pointed to Xiao Zimo behind him.

"Hi! I see!" The girl looked at Xiao Zimo standing behind Baichuan Zema with a puzzled expression, and nodded.

"Hey! Everyone, you can take a break..." Then, after turning around and yelling loudly at the boys and girls who were still running on the playground, they walked to the toilet beside them, turned on the faucet and began to flush the water. It's a sweaty face.

"How is it? Do you want to warm up?" Baichuan Zema turned to look at Xiao Zimo and said.

"No need, let's start directly!" Xiao Zimo said lightly, looking at the playground in front of him.

"Do you want to choose short-distance running, middle-distance running, or long-distance running?" Baichuan Zema pointed to the playground and said.

(PS: Short-distance running is divided into 100-meter and 200-meter running, middle-distance running is divided into 800-meter and 1,500-meter running, and long-distance running is divided into 5,000-meter and 10,000-meter running.)

"Whatever..." Xiao Zimo shrugged and said.

"Then... let's choose a short 100-meter run."

"casual……"

"Then change your clothes..." Baichuan Zema nodded, then turned to the girl who had just washed her face and said, "Student Ben Ying, please go to the warehouse to get two sportswear."

"Hi! I see!" The girl named Ben Ying nodded, then turned and ran to the warehouse more than ten meters away from the public toilet. After a while, she ran in front of Baichuan Zema with two clothes in her arms , kept panting heavily.

"Here, Department... Chief..." Ben Ying handed the two sportswear to Baichuan Zema.

"Thank you, it's really helpful." Mokawa Sema took the sportswear handed over by Moto Sakura, and said with a smile.

"No... this is... what I should do." A blush appeared on Ben Ying's delicate face.

"I don't know your size. Anyway, go to the toilet and try it." Said Baichuan Zema and threw one of the sportswear to Xiao Zimo.

"Since it is stipulated to wear sportswear, then I will wear it." After finishing speaking, Xiao Zimo took the sportswear in his hand and went to the public toilet to start changing, while Baichuan Zema went to change clothes in their track and field department Change clothes in the room.

After a while, Xiao Zimo, wearing a tracksuit, appeared in front of many girls.

The tight green top outlined his almost perfect figure, and a pair of shorts that only covered half of Xiao Zimo's thighs brought out his long legs.

"So handsome!"

"Who is that handsome guy? Was he in our school before? Why haven't I seen him?"

"So tall! Long legs!"

"Is he new to our athletics department? Or..."

Just when Xiao Zimo walked out of the toilet in his sportswear, all the boys and girls present whispered.

"I didn't expect it to fit unexpectedly...it's not bad..." After changing his clothes, Baichuan Zema walked in front of Xiao Zimo, his head was a head shorter and he could only raise his head and talk to Xiao Zimo.

"Then... when will we start?" Xiao Zimo said while looking down at Baichuan Zema.

"Now..." After finishing speaking, Baichuan Zema walked to the starting line on the playground, jumped and kicked on the spot.

"What is the minister doing?"

"Yes! And that handsome guy, what is he going to do?"

"Look at the posture of the two of them, are they ready to compete!"

The members of the track and field department who had stopped all gathered together and started chatting and discussing.

"That handsome guy is here to play gymnastics." The girl who just gave Shirakawa Sawama the sportswear, that is, Moto Sakura, said to the confused members of the track and field department.

"What! Kicking the pavilion?"

"Ouch! That's amazing my brother!"

"Don't he know that our minister is Mokawa Sema, who has won three consecutive youth track and field championships and has the title of 'Missile Scud'?"

"Looking at his thin body, he will definitely lose."

When the members of the track and field club heard Moto Sakura's words, they all chattered and discussed.

"Everyone! How about we start a lottery? We are betting to see who will win? Do you want it or not?" Suddenly, a voice rang out among many members of the track and field club, and then a boy with non-mainstream hair appeared in front of them.

"Fu Yijun, what are you doing?" Ben Ying looked at the non-mainstream boy with an unhappy face and said.

"Student Ben Ying, didn't I just want to promote the relationship between my classmates? That's why I played a little fun to add a touch of color to this boring learning atmosphere." Fu Yi said with a serious face, as if it was really Same thing with this.

"Fu Yijun, I want to participate!"

"I want to participate too!"

"I also want!"

Many members of the track and field department raised their hands excitedly when they heard that there was a lottery.

"Okay, the odds for the boss Baichuan are 1.2 to 1, and the odds for the freshman are 10 to 1!" Fu Yi took a stone and wrote the names of Baichuan Zema and Xiao Zimo on the sand in front of him. Yi didn't know Xiao Zimo's name, so she could only use the word "Xinsheng" instead.

"Why is the minister's odds so low!"

"That's right! Fu Yi-jun, improve a little bit!"

"That's right, it's that low!"

"Everyone, if the minister's odds are higher, won't I lose more? So... Everyone, please show mercy to me because of my lack of money!" Fu Yi scratched her head and said embarrassingly. .

"Okay! Since you said that, I have nothing to say, so I will give the minister 1,000 island dollars (equivalent to Japanese yen), which is my living expenses."

"I pressed the minister for 500 island dollars!"

"I pressed the minister for 3,000 island dollars!"

"I press..."

The members of the track and field department present all suppressed Baichuan Zema one after another. After a while, the amount of suppressing Baichuan Zema had reached 23,200 island dollars, and there was no one who suppressed Xiao Zimo.