Those Days of Saving The School Heartthrob

"The next event is men's 1500. The athletes who want to play are ready!"

Yang Chao clapped his hands and walked into the rest area of ​​the class and said loudly.

Ji Mingyue was at the place where the two tables in the front row were put together to help draw on the small blackboard, and Wen Yan had a meal in his hand.

The other person said, "Did you report 1500? Go and change your clothes. It's too late."

Ji Ming gave a long sigh. After finishing drawing the cartoon cat on his hand, he dropped the chalk, asked Yang Chao for a number cloth, and went to the classroom with another boy running 1500 with a heavy step.

At this moment, everyone was watching games and snacking outside. In the classroom, no one except them was in the classroom. They were seated in their seats and put out their prepared sportswear.

When Ji Mingyue put the uniform jacket aside, the other boy couldn't help but look at it more and said, "You look really good in this suit."

Ji Mingyue looked down, followed by a smile, and said, "I know."

Anyway, once again, he actually knew ... when he was most attractive.

"Will you still wear it tomorrow?" The boy blinked and looked at him with expectation.

"Fuck, why are you **** and gay?" Ji Mingyue talked casually, watching the boy's confused expression, and then remembered that the word was probably not widely used, and explained, "... that felt strange."

"Strange?" Said the boy. "Everyone has a heart of beauty."

"Not beautiful." Ji Ming corrected him seriously, "Please call me handsome and thank you."

Ji Mingyue has not participated in similar projects before. He has reported at most one group relay race, only used to run 200 meters. He was praised as "good explosive" and barely dragged his back.

His biggest exercise opportunity is the new school principal "Xiao Hei" organized a large-scale running exercise, but in order to maintain order, running slowly, the distance is short, can not play a big role.

Fortunately, the head teacher asked them to participate, just to avoid wasting places and not to seek any rankings. Therefore, Ji Mingyue and the other boys did not exercise much in advance, thinking about supporting the past.

So Ji Mingyue, who was squatting at the starting line, holding his breath and waiting for the start of the gun, listened to the cheering cheering much louder than expected and felt extra nervous.

1500 meters, the playground is 400 meters a week, he has to run three and a half laps nearly four laps.

The starting gun fired, and everyone bounced out like an arrow off the string. Ji Mingyue found that he was unexpectedly forward, not to mention a ride, at least the first echelon.

The rest area of ​​class three and six was very close to the starting line, so when they started, their ears were full of their shouts: "Ji Mingyue, come on-Li Chenyu, come on-"

After listening to the pressure multiplying, it was also a bit exciting. During this bright daylight, Ji Mingyue felt the wind for the first time, whistling past his cheek, his ears and brains buzzed, and he gradually listened. No other noise was seen.

However, his lead did not last long, and from the second lap, he felt that his physical strength was not keeping up with others.

It's not that the physical strength is completely exhausted, but that the gasping is getting more and more laborious, and the rhythm of breathing starts to be disordered. The subsequent physical strength supply is far less easy than others.

Sweat dripped from his forehead hair into his eyes, and he struggled to open his legs, but was still overtaken by one person after another.

Ji Mingyue shook his hair, and for the first time in his heart thought of giving up: Do you want to give up here? It seems a bit premature ... Even before the second lap is finished, you have to wait until the first echelon reaches the end, and then silently slip away, so as not to be ashamed ...

His brain was messy, like a paste, the sweat was flowing more and more, the gasp was so intense that all the sounds around him were drowned out.

Another person caught up next to him. He didn't need to listen or watch. He knew by intuition that this man was very easy to run, but he just kept hanging around him ...

Was he mocked on purpose? hateful--

Subconsciously turning his head, Ji Mingyue suspected he was dazzled.

Lin Feng raised his lower jaw slightly, and said lightly, "Look at me and run at my pace. What I said was not that difficult."

"Follow my rhythm." Lin Feng repeated again. "Listen to my breath, try not to open your mouth."

Ji Mingyue nodded, no longer paying attention to how many people were overtaken, or who was overtaken, listening to Lin Feng's footsteps, breathing, and slowly adjusting.

Gradually, the disappearing sounds of music, rostrum broadcasts, and shouts of cheering reappeared, refilling the eardrums along the fall breeze, and he even heard some people argue:

"Who is that accompany? Is it Lin Feng?"

"Who is he running with?"

"Served, you can run out of idol drama style with a run."

"It's 1500 men now, right ?!"

"It's the handsome guy who holds the card in class three and six. They are together !!"

...

"Do you want water?" After the third half of the third lap, Lin Feng's voice remained calm. "Do you want to give up?"

"..." Ji Mingyue looked up and glanced at the direction of the finish line. There seemed to be a lot of people there, but it was not clear whether he had reached the finish line or did not finish the last lap.

He wiped the sweat dripping on the eyelids with the back of his hand, not wanting to say too much, fearing that the gas that he could not breathe out would suddenly let out, only shaking his head: "... I don't."

Lin Feng heard a smile and said, "You are so handsome today."

Ji Mingyue said silently in my heart that I would be handsome someday, Yu Guang still locked in Lin Feng's figure, copying his running rhythm, the two crossed the last curve on the track side by side.

When he reached the end, Ji Mingyue didn't know how many he took. He supported his knees with both hands, and finally he could let out a big sigh of breath, but was pulled by Lin Feng: "Don't stop suddenly after running, and then follow I walk for a while. "

Lin Feng held his wrists and pulled him up, pulling him backwards, letting him walk slowly along the track. Ji Mingyue didn't know how many people were watching them. After reaching the end, the violent heartbeat and the weakness of the whole body surged up in an instant. He passively followed Lin Feng's pace and walked, and had no strength to think about the extra. Things, doing extra moves.

When approaching the playground exit, Lin Feng suddenly said, "Have you heard?"

"What?" Ji Mingyue hasn't responded yet.

Lin Feng said nothing and raised his face in the direction of the rostrum.

Ji Ming shuddered and listened intently, only to hear the broadcast repeat again: "Men's 1,500 meters long run, first place, No. 931006 ..."

When they announce the rankings at the first time of the school sports meeting, they usually don't read the names, because the referees will take time to correspond, and they directly read the numbers on the number cloth behind them.

And this athlete number is arranged according to the order, "93" is the fixed prefix of senior high school, "10" refers to the class, and "06" represents the athlete himself. For example, as soon as I heard this number, I knew that it was a person in class 10. Took the first.

"Third place ... fifth place, 930617 ..."

Ji Ming shuddered and said, "... is it me?"

Lin Feng squeezed his wrist and said with a smile, "I said that you are handsome today."

"... Ah." Ji Mingyue smirked twice and asked, "Is the fifth place a score? Are there any extra points?" He remembers that this kind of long-distance running generally adds a lot of points, and the first place seems to have 10 points Coming ...

"Yes," Lin Feng nodded. "One point."

"... Really, so few?" Ji Ming became more upset, but almost tripped over the door frame of the entrance to the playground, and planted it in Lin Feng's arms. He was supported by his waist to maintain his balance.

Lin Feng's dry soap scent, and the vigorous sweaty breath after sports covered his face. Ji Ming raised his head, and that regret was also swept away: "Forget it, a point is also a point, it is good to have it. Now, Brother Chao didn't expect me even this point!-Well, his legs are sore. "

Lin Feng said, "Sit back in the classroom for a while?"

Ji Mingyue now also feels that the cool and clean classroom is paradise, and although students are not allowed to roam around during the Games, the "athlete" is always privileged, so he did not return to the class rest area and was directly affected by Lin Feng Helped back to the classroom.

When I was running, it was probably an adrenaline rush. I had no other thoughts than running. When I slowly got over, I started to feel that my legs were sore and numb, and I was very weak.

"I really lack exercise." Ji Mingyue sat in his seat, rubbing his legs in pain, "Running 1500, I feel it's killing me ..."

"It's not just a problem of 1500 meters, because it's a race, you took out all your physical strength and ran, so it took up time very quickly." Lin Feng comforted him, "Next time consciously adjust the rhythm and use some Tactics will be much better. "

"Do n’t, there is no next time. Fortunately, this is the last high school sports meeting." Ji Mingyue grinned. "I really admire you now, and dare to report 3000. If I go the day after tomorrow, it is estimated that I will have to die halfway before I run halfway. ... "

Lin Feng reached out and squeezed his face gently: "Don't say the word 'dead'."

Ji Mingyue moved and looked up at Lin Feng. The ghost said, "But my leg hurts, it hurts soon ..."

Lin Feng sighed helplessly, kneeling in front of him on one knee, and kicked the leg of his track pants: "Isn't the rebellion period yet ..."

The slightly cold fingertips were moderate in strength and without any hindrance, they were directly pressed on Ji Mingyue's naked calf.

Ji Mingyue instinctively shivered.

"Give you a massage, don't be afraid." Lin Feng said without lifting his eyes. He did not stop, his long and beautiful ten fingers still rubbed against Jin Mingyue's calf and tried his best to "massage".

Although Ji Mingyue was thin, his legs were still somewhat fleshy, especially on his calf, and he was pushed back and forth with ease by his fingers.

From the trembling soft meat on the calf belly to the thin and white ankles, a simple "massage" extended countless ambiguous meanings in this quiet classroom.

The school grass admired and admired by the whole school is right in front of him now, quiet and gentle.

Let him have the illusion that he is being religiously treated.

"... Lin Feng." Ji Mingyue said, his voice was dumb.

"Huh?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, indicating that he heard them, but did not raise them enough to look at him.

"Do you remember what I asked you last time?"

"Which last?"

"I ask you, except me, have you been so good to others?"

Lin Feng's movement paused before he said, "I remember I said, no."

"Then I want to ask, why?" Ji Mingyue said.

At the moment of speaking, Ji Mingyue began to regret and felt that he should not go on. He obviously was not the right time, place, and even his image was the worst time recently. He was sweating and panting ...

There was an inexplicable impulse that burned his heart and supported him to say, "You don't want to say why it is okay for the time being, then change it for me."

"Lin Feng, I have something to tell you."

He gasped slightly, and his eyes were extremely bright, like a fire burning in his eyes.

He swallowed.

He envisioned a hundred kinds of Lin Feng's reactions: helplessness, hesitation, disgust, disgust ... but the only thing he didn't expect was that Lin Feng looked up at him, and what appeared in his eyes was actually ...

Startled?

Chapter 72 In an unattended classroom, the autumn wind blows up the dark blue curtains, and the setting sun ...

In an unattended classroom, the autumn wind blows up the dark blue curtains, and the warm light of the setting sun is sprinkled on the desk. Ji Mingyue is in front of him, and there is a fire burning in his eyes.

Unnatural flushing appeared on his cheek, he stared at himself and said, "Lin Feng, I have something to tell you."

Even if you haven't watched a lot of film and television animation, you can probably think of it as one of the most romantic and most suitable time venues.

At this moment, Lin Feng remembered the neon animation called "Classroom After School"-or Lifan, it should be more accurate. The passionate action, Xiao Jifan, also began to applaud love enthusiastically after the male and female protagonists confessed each other affectionately in the classroom.

It was also through this animation that he determined Ji Mingyue's sexuality: once may be curious and accidental, but he was glimpsed by him twice and three times, and it was the same name every time. It is hard not to be convinced of something. And wonder if he has any special complex ...

Classrooms, tutoring, homework and study scum, all the directivity was too obvious, making him a little dizzy for a while, but he couldn't bear it for a long time, so he couldn't help but verify with Ji Mingyue.

Immediately after, there was a basin of cold water for the "truth."

The cold water came too quickly and hurriedly, which made people unprepared. At the same time that his impulse was extinguished, some fantasies about Ji Mingyue were also extinguished.

-It turned out that Ji Ming was closer to himself in order to save himself-so his gentleness and enthusiasm for himself were also careful to be afraid of losing his life.

Only now did he realize that he might have gone to extremes.

Ji Mingyue was still watching him. His eyes were bright and wet, and his red and soft lips were slightly stretched, as if to gather courage and say something important to him.

... how did he forget that "Ji Mingyue is good to him in order to survive" and "Ji Mingyue also feels about him" may not coexist.

"Lin Feng." Ji Mingyue swallowed again. Although he still had the impulse, he didn't know how to word it: To confess, just to say "I like you"? Do you need literature and art to detour and leave some good memories for the future?

"I……"

He is now very close to Lin Feng, Lin Feng's eyes are always staring at him, making him feel more difficult to think.

He stretched out his hands, covered his palms on Lin Feng's hands, and gently held it, saying "I xi ..."

Lin Feng suddenly clasped his hand and stood up, covering his mouth: "Don't say."

"... Well?" Ji Mingyue was suddenly covered with his mouth, a little bit embarrassed, looked up, and issued a question with a thick nose.

Lin Feng's fingertips rubbed lightly on his lips, then let go of his hands. Immediately after the "squeak", Yang Chao pushed in the door and walked in. It seemed to be looking for something and went straight to the podium.

The young class teacher was wearing undershirts and shorts, humming the wild song in his mouth, and brought in the summer heat that was still there, without disturbing the silence in the room.

He slumped his head for a while, got things back, only saw Lin Feng and Ji Mingyue, and said casually: "... are you two in class?"

Ji Mingyue and Lin Feng have retreated a distance from each other. He tilted his head, pressed his heart that was beating wildly, rubbed his exercise book pages in his hand, and coughed uncomfortably: "Ah ... teacher, After I had run 1500 legs, I let Lin Feng come back and sit with me. "

"Oh," Yang Chao suspected of having him, and said with a hearty smile, "You did a good job at 1500, but you even made it into the top five. It's hard, very competitive! Is Lin Feng going to run 3000 the day after tomorrow? I will watch you with him today Running, it should be no problem. Let's cheer up and try to get a result back! "

For such track and field events, the first few are almost always taken up by track and field teams that perform professional training all year round. For ordinary classes that lack sports students, it is very gratifying to be able to enter a position that can add points.

Lin Feng heard his words and nodded: "Yes."

"Then I'll leave first. Don't stay too long. The school will not let students hide in the classroom, and teachers will come to check after a while." Yang Chao reminded, "Lin Feng, the director asked you just now, you are all right Go to him. "

Lin Feng said, "Okay."

After the class teacher left for a while, Ji Mingyue and Lin Feng looked at each other.

The classroom is still that classroom, and the person is still that person, but the atmosphere like magic just now has disappeared, and the desperate impulse has also receded, and all the worries that once flowed into the heart like a tide .

At this moment, he actually just looked at Lin Feng and avoided his eyes. He was afraid that Lin Feng would ask him, what did he just want to say to him?

The time-limited magic has disappeared. Does he have to confess it?

"Ji Mingyue."

Ah, ah, Lin Feng is calling him ...

"You've just……"

Want to say? Want to say? Ji Mingyue was tangled and tangled, and finally he looked up and looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was also looking at him, and his eyes looked darker and deeper than usual.

"No matter what you just want to say." Lin Feng held out a finger and pressed it to his lips. "Don't say anything first."

Ji Mingyue's pupils shrink.

He didn't know if he understood Lin Feng's meaning correctly, but if Lin Feng really meant what he thought ...

He wants to wait.

"I'm going to the director." Lin Feng removed his finger, and now he stood upright, and the positions of the two were reversed, turning Ji Mingyue into a glance.

"Oh ..." Ji Mingyue said.

Lin Feng leaned over and wiped the sweat on his neck with a tissue, saying, "If your legs are still sour, it doesn't matter if you sit for a while. The inspecting teachers will probably take a look. You sit in my position and lean against the wall. , She won't find you. "

Ji Mingyue raised his eyes and looked at him, saying, "Then I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere."

Lin Feng's hand paused and said, "OK. You wait for me."

The Games of Grades 3 and 6 ended fairly well, and they won the best civilized class collective and the third overall group score-although they did not get the first place, for their class, it is already a gratifying achievement far over the years. .

Moreover, the total score was 85, of which 25 points came from the podium reading extra points, and 8 points came from Lin Feng's 3,000-meter second extra point—as a matter of course, Lin Feng became the "hero" of their class, and everyone rushed to worship.

"I also have a point contribution, okay?" Ji Mingyue refused. "One point is also affection, and one point is also love."

"Your contribution is more than that." Feng Rui grinned. "The photos of your cards are all posted crazy, helping our class become famous again."

"..."

"I heard that someone in the seventh class sells secret photos of you, ten yuan each, and glances at fifty cents." Wen Erya also came forward with interest, "We ca n’t let the outsiders flow into the field, fast, do you have fresh and clear life photos? Come on, let's run a partnership to fight piracy! We will make 50% of the money we make. If the situation is good, you can give me some forestry wholesale! "

"Rolling." Ji Mingyue was not good-natured, "On taking pictures, how can we have you professional, I think the prospect of selling private photos of‘ a certain magazine ’s new model ’is definitely better.”

"Private photo? I rely, how can I have this thing, your thinking is so dirty ..."

Ling Xi interposed seriously, "No, I won't allow it."

"You don't allow heads! They said no such thing!"

...

Wen Erya was obsessed with Ling Xi's mouth, and there was no time to manage it. Lin Feng said to Ji Ming: "I have something tomorrow. I want to go out early, I may not have time to make breakfast."

Tomorrow is the weekend. The only rest day they have now, Lin Feng probably put all the important things on this day.

"Oh, it's okay." Actually, Yao Chen also said tomorrow that he would come back and pick him up at home to play. Ji Mingyue was hesitant to say to Lin Feng in advance: Although he hadn't seen him a few times, he always I think the atmosphere between these two people is a bit weird ...

No need to mention it now, he was relieved.

Early the next morning, Ji Mingyue was still sleeping in the room, and was woken up by the vibration of the phone near the pillow.

He stumbled on the cell phone and saw the words "Chen Brother" above, only to realize that Yao Chen should be here.

Unexpectedly, Yao Chen could come so early. Ji Mingyue quickly got up and opened the door for him. When he was awake and dangling, he glanced at the guest bedroom, and Lin Feng had already left.

Yao Chen got off the plane and came directly. He was wearing a silver-gray suit with his hair brushed to reveal his forehead. He had the elite of a business elite earlier than the previous life.

The only thing that is not harmonious with him is the big bag that he carried, not only the gift for Ji Mingyue, but also the fresh fruits and vegetables bought from the morning market.

"Have you never eaten your brother Chen?" Yao Chen laid the meat dishes he bought on the kitchen counter, and smiled while sending an apron to himself. "Specially asked Uncle Ji you What you usually like to eat will make you full. "

... In fact, he likes to eat, Lin Feng makes it for him every day, and the mouthwatering is often full, so that he is nourished a bit ...

Ji Ming leaned more and more leaning against the kitchen door and looked at him. Although he passed such thoughts in his heart, he didn't say anything. He just smiled and said, "... It's so much trouble, you are also tired. Go out for a big meal. "

Yao Chen laughed: "How is that the same? I dare to abandon your brother Chen for cooking. You will know after you taste it."

Ji Ming laughed and laughed and said, "Wow, Chen, are you so confident?"

"Yeah," Yao Chen turned back, glancing at him with a smile, "I still remember eating outside. Of course, home and outside are different ... you never really grow up."

This situation, unknowingly, coincided with one day in the previous life.

However, in the past, Ji Mingyue only felt warm and kind when he heard this, but now he has an unusual sense of Yao Chen's eyes.