Faced with Han Zhusheng's teasing, Song Xiyue didn't take it seriously.

Because although she had not known this young man for a long time, she could still tell that he was an upright man and could distinguish between good and evil.

Finally, when I came to this school, I met a boy who I liked. It’s not easy! It’s not easy!

"Okay, let's go back to the classroom," Han Zhusheng said with a slight smile, and then added, "There is a physical education class in the afternoon!"

…

Song Xiyue felt uncomfortable all over when she heard the word "physical education class". She frowned and asked, "What do you think we will do in physical education class today?"

"Who knew?" Han Zhusheng shrugged, expressing that he didn't know.

But Song Xiyue felt a little entangled in her heart.

She doesn't like physical education classes very much. In the United States, physical education classes were relatively free and she didn't have to attend activities she didn't like. But China will definitely not be so free anymore. If she encounters something she doesn't like, then she has to bite the bullet.

Do?

"Do you really hate physical education class?" Han Zhusheng couldn't help but ask when she saw Song Xiyue's brows knitted together again.

"It's okay," Song Xiyue said while shaking her head, "I just hate some sports activities."

"What about?"

"Long-distance running over 1,000 meters, and shot put throwing, that's all." Song Xiyue thought for a moment and replied.

"That's okay. We usually run 800 meters and rarely throw shot put."

"Really?" Upon hearing Han Zhusheng say that he rarely knew these two projects, Song Xiyue's frown gradually relaxed and she smiled.

"Of course"

Han Zhusheng saw her smiling again and breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't know why, but he still felt that Song Xiyue was more beautiful with a smile. To be honest, her face was really not suitable for frowning, and it was uncomfortable to look at her.

"Let's go back to the classroom." Song Xiyue, who was relieved, grabbed Han Zhusheng's arm and walked to the classroom.

Han Zhusheng looked at her hands tugging on his arms, and couldn't help laughing. This girl! Is she really the girl who was angry because she was forcibly kissed just now? She is still pulling his arm so naturally.

"Girl, if you hold me like this, you won't be afraid of others misunderstanding." Han Zhusheng raised his eyebrows and teased in a lazy voice.

After Song Xiyue heard this, she withdrew her hand as if she was electrocuted, her cheeks slightly trembled, and she explained, "No, I treat you as a friend, just like a good brother..."

Song Xiyue's voice became lower and lower, and later she stopped explaining at all.

But when Han Zhusheng saw her look like this, she couldn't help but feel good, and said with a smile, "I also regard you as my brother."

"That's good!" Song Xiyue said with a smile.

After the two people returned to the classroom, many people had already returned to the classroom. Many people were talking quietly after seeing Song Xiyue again. Song Xiyue entered the classroom pretending not to know anything on the surface, but she was struggling slightly in her heart.

"Don't worry" Han Zhusheng patted her shoulder comfortingly.

"It's okay." She responded with a faint smile, indicating that she was okay.

——Afternoon physical education class——

It is the time of day when the temperature is the highest.

The students stood in four lines under the sun and followed the teacher's instructions.

Song Xiyue followed suit and complained silently. How could there be so many annoying things in the United States back then? It was really annoying, holy shit!!!!

"Hey, be serious!" The teacher narrowed his eyes and pointed at Song Xiyue and said, "Why are your movements always so slow?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." After Song Xiyue apologized unconvincedly, she concentrated a little.

"Okay, students, let's run 800 meters next. The girls will run first, and I will give you the time!" The teacher whistled. I saw these sweating girls crying for daddy and mommy one by one. They were about to cry.

Seems like.

Song Xiyue felt that it was much better to shrug her shoulders relaxedly and run than do these stupid things like turning left. She stood on the starting line calmly.

There were not many girls in the class, so everyone squeezed in and they were lined up.

"Start!" Following the teacher's whistle and order, all the girls rushed out. Some kind-hearted boys even cheered for the girls.

After three laps, most of the girls were out of breath, and many even walked two steps and ran several steps. Only Song Xiyue insisted on running to the finish line.

Maybe it was because the weather was too hot. After Song Xiyue crossed the finish line, she heard the teacher shout, "Two minutes and thirty-eight seconds," and then she started walking slowly along the playground.

It was not suitable to stop immediately after running for a long time, but the hot sun was scorching Song Xiyue's body, her whole body was covered in sweat, and her head was buzzing.

The scenery in front of me also became blurry at some point.

She wanted to find a place to support her body that was about to fall, but found that there was no place to support her. She suddenly fell onto the hot rubber track. Her head was still dizzy, so she sat on the ground and supported herself with one hand.

head.

Vertigo, it must be caused by vertigo!

Song Xiyue bit her lip and reluctantly stood up. When she looked up, the sun was still emitting scorching light, which stung her eyes.

"Classmate, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Seeing Song Xiyue suddenly fall to the ground, the teacher ran over worriedly and asked.

"Teacher~" Song Xiyue's voice was very soft.

"Are you suffering from heatstroke?" the teacher asked doubtfully,

Song Xiyue shook her head and explained, "It's okay, it's just teacher, I have vertigo." After saying that, she almost fell to the ground again. The teacher held her shaky body in time and shouted to the group of boys.

Said, "Hey! Mu Weileng, come here!"

This teacher had a good relationship with Mu Weileng, so he called him over without thinking much at the moment.

"What's wrong, teacher?" Mu Wei asked coldly, frowning when she saw Song Xiyue looking like she was about to collapse.

"She's not feeling well. You can send her to the infirmary." The teacher said as he stuffed Song Xiyue into Mu Weileng's arms. Without waiting for Mu Weileng's consent, he ran to the starting line and said, "Hurry up.

!”

Mu Wei held Song Xiyue in a daze, hearing her breathing very rapidly, and there were thin beads of sweat on her forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Weileng asked softly while helping Song Xiyue to walk to the infirmary, lowering his head.

Song Xiyue pulled Mu Weileng's collar and said, "I, I just..."

Before she finished speaking, she felt very dizzy, her vision went dark, and she fell into this slightly cool embrace. In such a hot weather, Mu Weileng's slightly cool body made her very comfortable.
Chapter completed!