Lao Gong is a crybaby

When the group of boys saw her come back, they all ran out of the classroom with laughter. Only the fat boy who was carrying her schoolbag tripped over the corner of the table when he stepped back in fright, and fell to the ground with all the dirty water in the bag , that scene is really "fucking shit".

Now she can't remember the feeling of anger she felt at that time, she only remembers that she was so angry that she had a nosebleed.

She never thought that Tan Minze would be her stepmother's son. When Wu Lingxue just graduated from the third year of junior high school, Wu Lingxue brought Tan Minze, who had completely changed his appearance, to her home and told her that he would be her brother in the future. At that moment, her anger Reached the top.

She hated, hated Tan Minze for soiling her schoolbag, hated him for living in her own house without authorization, and even more hated him for not knowing how to resist when being bullied by others, lingering on the bottom of others like a wimp, hated him for always crying and apologizing .

A hopeless person like him, who even gave up on himself, deserves to rot in the dark, smelly ditch.

But he was favored by Sang Ran, why?

The first event in the afternoon was a tug-of-war competition, and Sang Ran's team just drew Lin Xiangxiang's team as opponents.

Lin Xiangxiang laughed wildly, "Sang Ran, I think you might as well just surrender, we have eight boys here, and I have my elder brother in charge, there is no hope for you."

Chen Chen looked up at his tough side face. His two rows of neat teeth were still shining in the sun, and his eyebrows were so thick that someone swiped them vigorously with a brush soaked in ink. They were rough but full of vitality.

In fact... it's pretty good-looking, he thought, his ears turned red without authorization.

Not to be outdone, Sang Ran said, "Who said that? Each of the female students in our group can single out ten of you." Turning around, he smiled at them, "Is that so?"

There was a girl with her arms akimbo, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Lin Xin rolled up her sleeves and stepped forward, looking like she was going to do something big, "I didn't intend to show my strength, but today I don't want to show my strength to you, you don't even know What is King Kong Barbie."

Lin Xiangxiang got excited, picked up the rope on the ground, and raised his eyebrows: "Come on, brother will teach you how to be human."

He was afraid of stepping on Chen Chen when he exerted his strength for a while, so he asked him to stand in front of him.

Sang Ran brought Tan Minze to the back of the team, and told him: "You must hold on to the rope for a while, and don't let go casually, or your palms will be easily scratched."

"Okay." He took the hemp rope from Sang Ran's hand and held it tightly, he was actually a little concerned about whether he could win.

Everyone was in their positions, the referee stretched out his hand to hold the red ribbon in the center of the rope, and bit the whistle lightly.

Sang Ran took a deep breath and counted silently in her heart: three, two, one...

A sharp whistle sounded, and the rope was suddenly tightened. People on both sides tried their best to pull back. As the time beat by second by second, everyone's expressions became hideous.

Everyone roared and made the last effort. Tan Minze had never tried his best like this before. His heels were about to leave the ground, and his palms were so painful that he gritted his teeth and tried to press his body back.

Lin Xiangxiang roared: "One group! Pull!"

"drink!!!!!"

With their sudden eruption, Sang Ran's group was completely annihilated, and the whole group rushed forward.

At the very moment, Tan Minze hugged his shoulders from behind, and the two of them fell heavily on the turf, and Sang Ran stayed in his arms to avoid landing on their faces.

"Are you okay?" He quickly sat up and helped Tan Minze.

Tan Minze moved his shoulders, stood up with him, and said with a smile, "It's okay."

Sang Ran spun around to help him pat off the plastic debris stuck to his body, then turned his back and pulled at his clothes, asking, "Is my back stuck?"

Tan Minze took a look, "It's on the butt."

Sang Ran ordered him of course, "Help me take pictures."

"..." Sang Ran helped him, so he naturally couldn't say anything, so he bent down to help him, but Sang Ran was wearing sweatpants today, and through the soft fabric, he could feel the slight shaking when he patted her. elastic.

The numbness in his palm made him a little distracted, and he couldn't help but think of the scene of Sang Ran changing his pants in front of him in the dormitory that day.

Even the back of the neck has quietly climbed up red.

Sang Ran is obviously not fat, why is there so much flesh on her buttocks?

Sang Ran didn't feel any better, she was troubled in her heart, always felt that her butt was burning, and she didn't dare to look back at him, for fear that her little thoughts would be seen through.

The embarrassing atmosphere has been lingering between the two of them. Shi Sangran, a young soldier, was also absent-minded all the time. After standing on the field blindfolded, his mind was full of Tan Minze. Not to mention the hoarse voice of the commander in the group.

He knelt down irritably to feel the sandbags everywhere, and as soon as he touched them, he would pick them up and throw them around, trying not to die, and let him knock down a few people, and finally bumped into Bai Anwen, and they both left the field.

Right after the game, Bai Anwen threw herself into Chen Qiao's arms, excited, "I decided not to take a bath this week."

A few boys in the group who didn't understand the reason looked at the two with surprise on their faces, and Chen Qiao shrugged and smiled dryly.

But what people didn't expect was that Tan Minze scored the most points in this round of the game, thanks to his ability to identify timbre and good hearing.

But when he got off the court, he was dizzy and almost lost his footing. Fortunately, he was supported by Sang Ran. After a short intermission, it was the last event of the fun activity - crossing the swamp.

Rules of the game: Three big empty oil barrels, one wooden board that can hold ten people, try to find a way for ten people to stand on the wooden barrel or wooden board without falling to the ground, move the oil drum until it reaches a place ten meters away finish line.

A maximum of four people can stand on a barrel, so everyone sticks together extremely tightly. The boys stand at both ends, let the girls stand in the middle, and mainly rely on the boys on both sides to pass the oil barrels and wooden boards.

Sang Ran and Tan Minze stood at the front, and he turned his head slightly, "I'm going to squat down to pick up the oil barrel later, so be careful not to fall if you stand behind me."

The two of them had already stuck their chests to their backs, but in order to make room for people who came later, Tan Minze's heels were hanging off the edge, and they would fall if they were not paying attention.

Seemingly aware that the person behind him was a little unsteady, Sang Ran simply pulled his two arms around her, solemnly, "You still hold me, or we will have to start all over again if we fall."

Although Sang Ran is not short, but because he is thin, he looks like a small one in his arms. He has a strange feeling in his heart when he is hugged like this. It makes him who has been in a weak position for a long time suddenly have a sense of becoming a protector himself. illusion.

If he is willing to look down, he will find that Sang Ran's position is actually too far back, and the half-palm wide space left in front of the toe of the shoe has an ulterior motive.

Sang Ran tried her best not to look so smug, but he took such a big advantage, he wished he could bungee jump in place, and it was easy to hold back.

The red ears and cheeks twitching from suppressed laughter fell into the eyes of the girls beside him, and everyone knew it and didn't poke him.

It's just that Tan Minze is still stupid. He thinks that Sang Ran is really afraid that he will fall, and what's even more ridiculous is that he still feels a little bit of self-blame for his thoughts about going astray because of the situation in front of him.

Because the venue is limited, there are not many teams that can play at one time, and naturally there are teams standing aside to watch others play.

Chen Chen watched the anxious game on the court, and slapped his mouth, "Sang Ran, isn't it too blatant?"

Lin Xiangxiang felt this way a long time ago, "Isn't it?" He put the phone in front of Chen Chen, "Look at these photos, if you take them out and say that they are nothing, I guess no one will believe it."

Some people focus on the competition, and of course some people focus on the intimate interaction between the two. The pictures in the post bar have been updated for a long time.

Yang Mu was a little worried, "There is too much commotion in the post bar, and there are too many people talking, the school will suspect it sooner or later."

Ever since he knew that the "little mute" described by Sang Ran was Tan Minze, Luo Dawei hadn't paid much attention to the two of them. Looking at the whole day's activities, he was at a loss. If it was the opposite sex, he would be as close as they are today. It can be concluded that it must be a relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

But if it is the same sex, it is said that they are ordinary friends, but some actions seem to be too ambiguous, and it is a bit far-fetched to say something.

But this matter can no longer be allowed to develop, let alone the two of them, as far as the school level is concerned, such a big commotion has already affected the normal study and life of other students

When should I talk to Sang Ran?

Sang Ran was still caught in the sweetness she made, unaware that her little actions had aroused the school's vigilance.

At the end of the event, No.1 was Lin Xiangxiang's group. The school gave them a large snack pack, [-] homework books and a box of refills for each of them, and Sang Ran's group also got an excellent award.

After lunch in the afternoon, when he went to the school gate to collect living expenses, Li Haoyang saw the bruise on his neck.

He immediately recalled why Sang Ran didn't go home, "You're fighting with someone again? Forgot what my sister told you?"

"Don't tell her, I didn't pick things up, I will do what's right."

Li Haoyang couldn't let go, "Is the student who fought with you still bothering you now?"

Sang Ran shook her head, "No, the school is investigating them, and most of them won't dare to come out and dance again."

"You said you, if you don't feel at ease studying all day, what kind of trouble is it for others?"

Sang Ran said in a nonchalant tone, "Who told them to bully people in front of me? Isn't the store busy? Go back and help my mother."

Knowing that he couldn't understand it, Li Haoyang didn't bother, "You, don't regret it until something happens."

"Did you curse me like that?"

Li Haoyang quickly patted himself on the mouth, "Bah, bah, bah! I'm talking nonsense, let's go, don't wander around in school by yourself, don't run out at night."

Sang Ran smiled, "Why are you more verbose than my mother, let's go."

Li Haoyang reached out and pressed the top of his head, and rode away on his motorcycle.