Chapter 265 Do you like older ones

“Ah...?!”

Perhaps sensing the boy’s reluctance, Xu Qingshu blushed and said: “Ah what? ?You think I am happy? The school stipulates that the head teacher must participate in all team projects."

This is the truth.

The school stipulates that, unless there are special circumstances, the head teacher of each class must participate in group projects.

Then.

An Ting muttered: "Then there's no need to look for me..."

Hearing this, Xu Qingshu thought for a moment and was somewhat stunned. She was also asking in her heart—— Why do I keep looking for Anting?

Forget it!

I don’t want to think about it anymore!

Xu Qingshu looked like a bully, "Classmate Anting, this is an order!"

An Ting shrugged and said helplessly: "No!"

Xu Qingshu transformed into Brother Feifan and said loudly: "Shut up! Students are not allowed to talk to the teacher!"

"Okay..."

Hearing Anting's helpless answer , Xu Qingshu showed a satisfied smile.

As a class teacher, she has a natural desire to control her students, especially when it comes to boys like Anting who are disobedient to discipline. Conquering him gives her a sense of accomplishment.

The next second, Xu Qingshu squatted down and tied the rope silently.

An Ting was condescending, overlooking this resentful teacher.

That’s it.

An Ting and Xu Qingshu are in a group.

An Ting and Xu Qingshu.

Bao Weiwei and Gao Fei.

Wang Zihong and Cheng Cheng.

Wang Zihong was happy. It was not that he took the initiative to invite Cheng Cheng, but that Cheng Cheng invited him to participate in a three-parter. This was the second most popular girl in the class.

It seems... after half a semester of repentance, I was finally attracted by a beautiful girl.

Wang Zihong is the kind of child who looks cool but is actually very strictly controlled by his family. He is a late bloomer. He is 17 years old this year. He has never even touched a girl’s hand and has always been very strict. Desire to be single.

However.

Cheng Cheng showed a sly smile, with unknown meaning.

Very quickly.

The two and three legs started.

There are five science classes, four liberal arts classes, two physical education classes, as well as music classes and art classes, a total of thirteen classes.

Qiao Liang did not participate in the two-person trip, so Bao Weiwei handed the camera to her and she was responsible for taking pictures.

With the PE teacher’s whistle, the game officially started.

Xu Qingshu was the class teacher. She asked to take the lead, so she set off with Anting, hugging each other's waist and shouting the beat.

"An Ting! Go!"

"Well, charge!" Anting is also unambiguous, either he will not participate in the competition, but once he participates, he will go all out.

This scene, teachers and students are united and powerful...

Many students were surprised and still envious.

The old principal under the national flag was very moved and commented: "Okay, okay, students should be energetic, and so should teachers. The new era, the new style..."

All the faculty and staff behind him echoed: "Principal, you are wise!"

But unexpectedly.

The moment the words fell.

On the track and field, there was a continuous sound of plopping and the laughter of the students.

Hmm...An Ting and Xu Qingshu looked very powerful, but in fact they had no tacit understanding at all. They got into chaos after walking less than ten meters, and rushed into the street like crazy, making many classmates laugh.

Qiao Liang inherited his father’s talent as a photographer and took pictures like crazy.

　　　　

The friends, headed by Song Ci, were laughing so hard.

Others are here to compete, but you two are here to have fun.

Although people in other classes fell wildly, the head teacher and students fell together, which can only be said to be a rare occurrence in a century.

Under the setting sun, Anting and Xu Qingshu almost fell in a circle.

After the lessons of blood and tears, Anting and Xu Qingshu didn’t cooperate very well, but they finally came back and it was the next group’s turn.

Returning to the starting point, Xu Qingshu quickly took off the red rope and ran away, "Classmate Anting, we will cooperate again if we have a chance."

Looking at Xu Qingshu's embarrassment From behind, Anting shrugged and muttered: "It seems that we won't cooperate."

At this moment.

There was some commotion in the queue of Class 1, Grade 2. As a sports committee member, Anting didn't even finish untying the red rope on his feet. He dragged the red rope and went back to check it immediately - —It turns out that Wang Zihong and Wu Meimei had a quarrel.

Strictly speaking, Wang Zihong was fooled.

Cheng Cheng didn’t want to play two-person or three-legged with Wang Zihong at all.She signed up in her own name, but when the battle came, she was replaced by Wu Meimei.

This girl...is assisting Wu Meimei.

As we all know, Wu Meimei likes Wang Zihong.

In this case, Wang Zihong quit, dropped the red rope and ran away. Who wants to play twosome with a fat woman! ?

Wu Meimei was also very sad and ran to the toilet.

Only Cheng Cheng, who had done bad things with good intentions, hesitated again and again and followed him to the women's room, probably to comfort his best friend.

Anting really wanted to reconcile the conflicts between his classmates, but he had more important tasks.

The originally budgeted ten groups suddenly lost one group.

Who should be replaced?

Just when Anting was having some trouble, a long and straight black figure suddenly stood up, poked the young man on the shoulder, and said with a hint of arrogance: "An Ting, I want to play. Let’s have some fun.”

…

“An Ting, I want to go on the court and have some fun.”

Those who came, except Song Ci , who else could it be.

Actually...

Anting has already played. According to regulations, the same person cannot play twice.

But when he heard Song Ci’s speech, he still replied, "Yes! I will accompany you."

"Okay."

There is not much time to prepare.

There are ten groups of two people and three legs. They have reached the eighth group and will soon reach the last group. Anting and Song Ci quickly tied the rope-the red rope of fate.

The two stood at the starting point.

The person in charge of tying the rope is Song Ci, she is more ingenious.

Just as Song Ci knelt down to tie the red rope on his and the boy's feet, Anting looked down at the long, straight black girl.

The upper body is in a dark blue jacket, with a loose short-sleeved T-shirt underneath. The lower body is in dark blue school uniform trousers, and a pair of running shoes.

From top to bottom, from this angle, you can actually see a little bit of the neckline.

An Ting didn’t want to look at it, but his eyes had their own ideas. As he looked at it, he accidentally fell into trance.

The next second, the girl with long black hair realized something. She raised her eyes quickly, frowned, and stared at the young man with a complaining look.

After being discovered, Anting fell into a moment of embarrassment and said hypocritically: "This bow... is so beautiful."

"Hmph! Scumbag!"

Song Ci would not believe such nonsense. Considering the situation with so many people, he did not refute verbally, but tightened the red rope tightly, and the bond was tight. .

An Ting rolled his eyes, took a breath, and said: "Hey~ It's not necessary, doesn't it hurt you?"

"Lie, I can tolerate it better. !”

Just as the two were joking with each other, it was about to be their turn.

When the previous group came back, the two of them put their arms around each other's waists and set off in surprisingly consistent steps.

Due to Anting’s ugly behavior with Xu Qingshu not long ago, many people thought that they were going to fall into the cycle of fighting on the street again, but it was difficult for a beautiful girl like Song Ci to fight on the street with Anting.

What is unexpected is that the tacit understanding between Anting and Song Ci is highly coordinated, and their speed is even better. They sweep away the haze of the recent past and move towards the finish line.

What’s even more difficult to understand is that the two of them didn’t even count the digital beats.

Other groups were shouting "one, two, one, two" while moving forward, but these two people didn't even need to look at each other, nor did they shout digital beats, they just walked forward.

In fact.

Although the two of them did not count numbers, they did the same thing - follow the rhythm of their own heartbeats.

This means that our hearts are on the same beat.

Just like that, running straight to the finish line.

From being in last place at the beginning to taking first place now, many people at the scene were dumbfounded - this is the true strength of the An Song siblings.

Just when Anting thought he had won, Song Ci on the side said something confused.

　"Anting..."

　"Huh?"

　"Do all boys like bigger ones?"

> Attacked the street.

That’s it.

The two of them came to an end.

Class 1, Grade 2, who had high hopes from their classmates, fell before the finish line.