Shu Cheng raised her eyebrows, her dark eyes with a playful smile, "You are very smart."

Mai Tang was taken aback, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile reappeared on his face, "Brother Shu, no matter how can you compare to your young age, you have the talents of heaven and earth, the wisdom of stabilizing the country and the country, handsome, handsome, and personable. Immortal wisdom is in the sky, brave and brave, wise and martial, extraordinary intelligence, wisdom like Kongming..."

  "Stop--!" Shu Cheng rolled his eyes.

  Maitang closed his mouth, but his eyes still smelled of flattery.

   "Perhaps I should let you take a day trip to the lotus pond, you should be able to learn to shut up!" Shu Cheng raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes looked at Mai Tang, and the corners of his red lips wore a wicked smile.

  Mai Tang was taken aback, recalling the troublesome scene when he went to find Shu Cheng before the game. He caused a lot of trouble to Shu Cheng one after another, but the teenagers just smiled and escaped easily...

  Finally, the boy had enough play. He didn't even show his face. Shu Cheng let him play a wave of "Lotus Pond One Day Tour", and then waited for him to get up, Shu Cheng personally loosened the bones...

  Maitang is not that I have never seen a person who can fight, but I have never seen a teenager who can finish it so easily after wasting a lot of physical energy.

  Maitang covered his mouth with his hands and made a zipper movement.

  Shu Cheng nodded in satisfaction, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

  ……

  The next morning.

   "Shu Cheng, you are responsible for the last shot." Xu Hao ordered, "Your long jump is so great, there shouldn't be a problem with being responsible for the last shot?"

  Shu Cheng’s dark eyes were deep, and a faint smile was raised at the corners of his lips. He put his hands in his jacket pockets and nodded gently.

  "Please prepare for the third year of the 4*100m relay race to arrive at the competition venue."

  "Please prepare for the third year of the 4*100m relay race to arrive at the competition venue."

  "Please prepare for the third year of the 4*100m relay race to arrive at the competition venue."

  Xu Hao listened to the prompt sound in his ear, said a few words like cheer for the boys participating in the relay competition, and let everyone go to the competition venue.

  Shu Cheng ignored Xu Hao's meaning, and followed him unhurriedly.

  Xu Hao cast a gloomy face the moment Shu Cheng turned around. After calling Mai Tang yesterday, he always felt that something was wrong.

  Maitang, even if he is helping people with errands, he will not show his face in front of the people he is going to deal with. He likes to do things in the dark without being noticed.

  Matton hates trouble, and never shows his face when doing errands, because this will always make him troublesome afterwards.

So……

  Xu Hao’s face was so dark that it could drip water, so...Maitang now...should be from Shu Cheng, right?

  No wonder there was no movement yesterday.

  Xu Hao glanced at him, looking at the teenager who was smiling provocatively at him in the playing field, his fists violently clenched.

   "Huh—" Xu Hao took a deep breath, and glanced at the young man standing lazily over there, his dark eyes wondering what he was thinking.

   "Today, there are so many people in the 4*100m auditorium!" A girl said with emotion.

  Another boy answered, "Didn't Shu Cheng record the long jump with the world record yesterday? His athletic cells are so good, and running should be no different!"

   "I just came to see my male face value!" Another girl said with a grin.

   "Wuli male **** must be particularly powerful!"

   "Yes, yes, the male **** is so strong! It must be very powerful!"

   "Yes, I study so well, I am so strong in sports, I can sing, I can act, and the most important thing is that I am so handsome!"

   "It's almost omnipotent!"

   "He is the son of God!"

   "Is it so perfect or human?!"

   "So perfect, how can we ordinary people live?!"

  "Don’t report too much expectation. The long jump does not mean that running is also strong. When the time comes, you Shu Cheng loses, and you probably will cry."

   "Yes, long jump does not mean that running is also strong, no one is perfect, you really regard him as almighty!"

   "That's it! A group of stupid fans!"

   "Boom——", the game officially started.

  Shu Cheng stood lazily on the court, her dark eyes paid attention to Xu Hao’s expression, and the corners of her red lips raised. She hoped that Xu Hao could do something fun and don’t let people be too disappointed!

   "What is the male **** in a daze! He's going to relay soon!" A girl frowned, "Hey, what's the matter with the male god?!"

   "Hey! What's the matter!"

  "Don’t know if this is a game?! What's the matter with the male god!"

   "Isn't that the place for their class? What is the male **** doing over there!" another girl answered.

   "You Shu Cheng is estimated to lose. The other classes are already ahead of their first two players. Shu Cheng is still in a daze. It is estimated that he will lose." A boy frowned and said.

   "Look over there, it’s the last one!" The girl pointed her finger at a class on the arena.

   "Shu Cheng is estimated to lose, too much behind!" The boy shook his head and directly concluded.

   "I believe in Wuli male god!"

   "Male god, you are the best!"

   "Male god, you are the best!"

   Shu Cheng turned her head, raised her eyebrows and looked at the third player who ran to her, estimating the time the boy would run over.

  The guy who ran in the front smiled and looked at the direction of the finish line. If he wins, he is about to win!

  The boy buried his head in the direction of the finish line, just a little bit, just a little bit, and he won immediately!

  Immediately... I won!

"Wow--!"

"Wow--!"

   "Ahhhhh!!!"

  The boy felt a gust of wind blowing around him as he ran forward, listening to the shocked screams and applause in his ears.

  The boy frowned slightly, did not pay attention to these details, and ran to the finish line with all his heart.

  The boy crossed the finish line, ran a few meters away, and walked a few steps.

  Several classmates in the class brought water to the boys, patted the boys on the shoulders, and said: "You are not to blame for this competition, you are already very strong!

   "Yes, the enemy is too strong to blame!" Another boy also said.

  The boy drank a sip of water and listened to a few classmates in a daze. The brain couldn't turn a little bit. What do you mean?

   Isn’t he number one?

  What to blame if the enemy is too strong?

  What the hell?

  Looking at the boy’s dumbfounded expression, several classmates looked at each other, patted the boy’s shoulder, and told him: "You are second."

  The boy was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "How is it possible?!"

How can    be second? !

  Obviously, when he was almost at the end, others hadn’t followed! ! !

"This is true."

  "Who is the first?" The boy asked.

  A few classmates pointed to Shu Cheng's direction, and the boy was even more shocked, "Impossible, did you tease me?! They were so much behind before!"