Taoist Master and the Cat

Fill out the registration form, and there is still one week before the sports meeting.

During this period, participating athletes may not participate in morning and evening self-study and spend time on training.

Of course, this is all voluntary. Some students prefer to do their homework, and may not be willing to delay their studies because of interest.

For Class Nine, Xie Jingyuan packed his schoolbag after one night of self-study, and was going to take Su Miaomiao and the three to the playground for training.

Gu Jialing whispered: "It's not necessary, is it? Our physique won casually."

Xie Jingyuan just stood up and walked out first.

Su Miaomiao and Xu Shou all followed.

Gu Jialing sighed deeply. He didn't like training, but he didn't like being alone either.

At this point in time, there were sports special students from each class of three grades gathered on the playground, as well as some ordinary students participating in the competition.

Before stepping into the playground, Xie Jingyuan walked under a tree and whispered to the three monsters: "We can win the competition, but we can't surpass the second place too much. The training is also to cover up our special physique."

There are all kinds of geniuses among human beings, but geniuses also need daily accumulation.

A top student needs to acquire knowledge by self-study or listening to lectures. Athletes also need persistent training to be far ahead. Talent is just getting twice the result with half the effort. A person who has talent but does not put in any effort will never be able to achieve results in any field, including their current physique, which is also the result of insisting on absorbing spiritual energy to temper their bodies.

Cultivation is a secret, if they usually just study, suddenly become a blockbuster in the competition, and easily beat the top sports students selected by the No. 1 Middle School in this city, it may cause some unnecessary doubts.

Xu Shou nodded: "The Taoist priest is right."

Gu Jialing: "Be low-key, I understand."

Su Miaomiao didn't want to think about any rationale, she just followed what the Taoist priest said.

Xie Jingyuan: "Let's go."

After simply moving their bodies, the four of them ran in circles along the playground at a relatively normal speed.

Song Yang is also on the playground. His specialty is track and field.

Sports special students have to train every day. At this time, Song Yang had just finished his long-distance running and was sitting on the side of the long jump field to rest, surrounded by a few followers.

There are street lights around the playground, even though the brightness is limited in the dark, when Su Miaomiao ran over with Xie Jingyuan and the others, Song Yang recognized her at a glance.

Song Yang jumped up excitedly.

In the past, he thought that the love reaction of why the heart beat faster was a fool. It was not until he met Su Miaomiao that Song Yang realized that he would really be excited when he saw a girl.

Telling the followers to stay where they are, Song Yang rubbed his hands, trotted over, and greeted Xie Jingyuan enthusiastically: "Brother, you also want to participate in this sports meeting?"

Xie Jingyuan glanced at him lightly.

Xu Shou approached Song Yang, and said coldly: "Go aside, don't disturb us."

Seeing Xu Shou, Song Yang remembered the embarrassing scene of Zheng Ge being thrown into the green belt by his underwear being thrown away. He smiled awkwardly, turned around in seconds, and didn't say a word of nonsense.

Without even being able to catch up with Su Miaomiao, Song Yang returned to his followers in despair.

Follower A: "Those three, Xu Shou is the best in terms of body shape. I heard that they are the top class. There is really no one to choose the other two."

Follower B: "Why did Miao Miao come to train with them?"

Song Yang: "Miao Miao is also what you can call?"

Follower B: "I was wrong, I should be called Xiaohua."

Song Yang looked sourly at Su Miaomiao obediently following Xie Jingyuan's figure, she was obedient in appearance and personality, if Su Miaomiao fell in love with him, she would definitely listen to him obediently, right?

Love is the driving force, Song Yang continued to train, he was determined to perform in front of Su Miaomiao, deliberately ran out of the speed of the race, and surpassed the past like a gust of wind.

Gu Jialing: "This kid, is he provoking us?"

Said he was going to speed up.

Xu Shou grabbed him in time, remembering the Taoist priest's instruction to keep a low profile.

Gu Jialing had no choice but to run slowly for a night of self-study.

After the training was over, the four of them went to the classroom to get their schoolbags. When they walked out of the teaching building, they happened to meet Song Yang and the others coming back from training.

Song Yang saw the schoolbag that Xie Jingyuan was carrying for Su Miaomiao at a glance.

Song Yang was sour again, as long as Su Miaomiao was willing to be his girlfriend, let alone carrying a schoolbag, he would be happy to carry Su Miaomiao to and from school.

On October 21st, No. 1 Middle School's current autumn sports meeting officially started.

The students of the three grades all moved their benches to the playground, and each class occupied a space.

Xie Jingyuan, Su Miaomiao and other athletes set up their benches and went to the first-year athletes' phalanx to gather.

"Miaomiao!" "Miaomiao!"

When Fangzhen passed Feng Xiaoyu and Cheng Yue's classes, the two good friends stood up excitedly and cheered for her.

High school studies are too heavy, because the teacher delays the class and other reasons, and the end time of each get out of class is different. Soon after the start of school, Feng Xiaoyu, Cheng Yue, Zhou Yao, and Lin Xi no longer deliberately waited for each other to eat in the cafeteria. It is to act together with the new classmates in the class. Even on weekends, the contact is less and less, only the occasional waving and greetings when we meet in school.

Most students go through this process, and some even meet a new best friend in elementary school, middle school, high school, and college.

Su Miaomiao looked over to where Feng Xiaoyu and Cheng Yue were, but unfortunately there were too many people and the phalanx was moving forward, so she couldn't see anyone clearly.

After the opening ceremony, the competitions will start everywhere.

Some students seized the time to take out the test papers to do the questions, and some called their friends to go to the competition venue to watch the competition.

The Qingxuguan four-member team all have track and field events, so come here to prepare together.

The competition started with the first graders, and the boys ranked first in the 100-meter sprint.

Gu Jialing's tracksuit had the number "9" on it, and everyone lined up. He looked at the female students around him and raised his hand to brush his hair.

Girls: "So handsome!"

Su Miaomiao: ...

She approached Xie Jingyuan: "Why didn't the Taoist priest report 100 meters?" It is best to suppress Gu Jialing in all four.

Xie Jingyuan could see that Gu Jialing had always wanted to test his strength. In order to suppress Gu Jialing's evil heart, he repeated three matches with Gu Jialing.

However, Gu Jialing must always be proud of it once, lest the suppression be too severe and the tits' psychology will go wrong.

During the short time between the two of them whispering, the 100-meter sprint was over, and Gu Jialing was the first.

Next is the 100 meters for the first-year girls.

Su Miaomiao walked to the starting point and saw other girls turning their feet to warm up. Su Miaomiao remembered what the Taoist priest said, so she followed suit.

Song Yang stared at her intently.

Follower A: "The school belle is also participating in the competition, can it work?"

Look at that fair face, as if it hasn't been exposed to the sun all day, look at those arms and legs...

Wait, like a little muscle?

Whistle, the game begins!

Song Yang clenched his fists involuntarily, watching Su Miaomiao rushing out swiftly, her white loose sportswear was blown up by the wind, she was very fast, but her expression was as relaxed as if she was doing morning exercises.

"I'll go, the school belle is number one!"

Attendant B looked at Song Yang in disbelief, but he saw Song Yang staring at Su Miaomiao at the finish line with fascination.

When it was Xie Jingyuan's and Gu Jialing's turn to participate in the 200-meter sprint, Song Yang finally stopped looking at Su Miaomiao, with the corners of his mouth raised contemptuously, his arms folded, observing Xie Jingyuan as if watching a show.

Xie Jingyuan looked serious.

He knew that Gu Jialing was very fast, so he would not underestimate the enemy.

When the whistle sounded, he and Gu Jialing rushed out almost at the same time.

Gu Jialing only wanted to win, and forgot Xie Jingyuan's request to keep a low profile. Xie Jingyuan wanted to suppress Gu Jialing's rebellious thoughts, and forgot to keep his strength.

Two hundred meters, half the playground, such a short distance, Xie Jingyuan and Gu Jialing just threw a few high school students out of half a circle.

Xie Jingyuan was more than 20 meters faster than Gu Jialing.

Su Miaomiao smiled, and she knew that she couldn't run away from the Taoist leader, and Gu Jialing would definitely not be able to.

Song Yang was dumbfounded, the arms hugging his chest were lowered at some point, and his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Follower A: "Here, is this buddy running faster than us?" Are the school masters who are agreed to be jerks?

Outside the finish line of 200 meters, Gu Jialing looked at Xie Jingyuan in front of him while panting, and finally couldn't help asking: "Master Daoist, are you really human?"

Could it be a ten-thousand-year-old demon who hides his secrets and turned into a Taoist priest?

Xie Jingyuan noticed the gazes of the students around him, secretly annoyed that he forgot to control the speed.

He didn't want to show off again, so he deliberately lost to Gu Jialing in the long jump, because Gu Jialing was too proud, and Xie Jingyuan overtook him in the high jump.

When Xie Jingyuan threw the javelin with the murderous intent of slaying monsters and demons, Gu Jialing was completely convinced!

Xie Jingyuan finished all the competitions and walked over to watch Su Miaomiao jump high.

Besides Su Miaomiao, Wang Min also signed up for the high jump in class nine.

Wang Min used to be the best at rubber band jumping, and won the high jump championship in junior high school, but as far as she knew, Su Miaomiao had never participated in the high jump competition.

Therefore, even though Su Miaomiao has won the first place in the other three events, Wang Min is still full of confidence in herself.

Because there are still two female special students, Wang Min's goal is to win the third place.

The high jump bar has been moved to 160.

Wang Min took a deep breath. She had tried this height before, and the success rate was 50%.

After the run-up, Wang Min jumped, but unfortunately she was unlucky today, she touched the bar, and the bar landed almost at the same time as her.

Wang Min bit her lip, Fang Jing ran over to support her, and encouraged her, "It's okay, you are already very good."

Wang Min forced a smile on his face and went to see Su Miaomiao.

Su Miaomiao was actually eating dried fish, which was a class award she had won earlier, and the sports committee member was extremely dog-legged, so she was also watching the game here at the moment.

Gu Jialing and Xu Shou walked over side by side and stood beside Xie Jingyuan.

They watched Su Miaomiao keep jumping from a height of 170.

At this time, Su Miaomiao had already won the game.

The coach was very excited and encouraged Su Miaomiao to challenge 175, which is the standard for domestic women's first-level high jump athletes.

Su Miaomiao likes jumping games.

Xie Jingyuan hesitated, but seeing her looking up at the crossbar, he finally didn't speak.

Everyone watched as Su Miaomiao ran over, leaped lightly, and flew over the crossbar with a beautiful back-and-forth movement like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate.

The picture seemed to freeze at this moment.

The autumn wind blew up the broken hair on the girl's forehead, and she was actually smiling, with the corners of her lips curled up in enjoyment, and the blue sky was reflected in her bright black eyes.

The freeze frame failed, and in the silence, Su Miaomiao landed steadily on the spring cushion.

The coach jumped up, ran over in person, and adjusted the crossbar to a height of 180. He could see that Su Miaomiao still had a lot of room for challenge.

Gu Jialing coughed and reminded Su Miaomiao to give up.

Su Miaomiao ignored him, looked at Xie Jingyuan, her peach-colored lips pursed slightly.

Xie Jingyuan: "...Be careful."