2151: C2151 A Girl Can't Say That She Has Good Stamina

C2151 A Girl Can't Say That She Has Good Stamina

Everyone ate in the canteen at noon. Gong Suhe had a long-distance run in the afternoon, so she did not dare to eat too much. She was afraid that it would not be easy to digest.

After eating, Qin Shanshan came over with a smile and her eyes were filled with gossip. "Suhe, are you together with Lu Yu Ze?"

Gong Suhe shook her head. "No."

Qin Shanshan smiled and said: "Oh, when he was jogging today, you gave him water. Everyone thought..." Gong Suhe also felt that Qin Shanshan was a little strange now, so she said, "Yesterday, when I threw the javelin, he also gave me water."

In an instant, Qin Shanshan's expression was a little stiff, but she immediately smiled and said, "Yes, I also feel that it's impossible.

He has a girlfriend who is childhood sweethearts, I've even seen her in junior high school. It's just that that girl's home is moving, and she's not in Imperial City anymore."

Gong Suhe nodded and was not in the mood, "Oh."

"That girl is the same as you. She also has a beautiful temperament."

Qin Shanshan sighed. "Why is everyone so beautiful?"

Gong Suhe seriously thought about it and replied, "Maybe it is because he has high expectations for his girlfriend and friends."

When Qin Shanshan heard this, she almost could not maintain her expression.

Gong Suhe was mocking her beauty. She could not even be Lu Yu Ze's friend?

She smiled coyly and left. If she did not leave, she felt that she did not know what she would do.

Gong Suhe did not take this matter to heart. Seeing that it was still early, she went back to the classroom to lie down for a while before going to the plastic runway with Lin Qi.

The 1500m sprint for girls was a boring event. Many students even brought their own little horses and sat by the side, cheering for the contestants as they played videos.

When Gong Suhe and Lin Qi appeared, the students of Class 3 immediately surrounded them, "Suhe, you can do it later. Bring out your momentum from the javelin!"

"Oh right, Suhe, does TCM have a Diagnosis Divine Power? You can give yourself a little bit and destroy them!"

Gong Suhe's mouth twitched, "There is no divine skill. I only rely on pure physical strength."

When Lin Qi heard this, she covered Gong Suhe's mouth. "Is the word physical strength something a girl says?"

Gong Suhe looked confused. What else did she want to ask? The referee had already let everyone in place.

Lu Yu Ze waved his hand at Gong Suhe. "Do your best!"

Gong Suhe nodded and looked like she was seriously waiting.

Soon, the competition started.

The long-distance running did not need to erupt from the very beginning, so everyone had a tacit understanding to pull open one after another and occupy the innermost circle.

Gong Suhe was in the fourth place. She controlled the distribution of physical strength and calculated her strength from the first round.

As she was thinking, there was an additional figure beside her.

Lu Yu Ze was running with Gong Suhe in the green field in the plastic runway. His speed was exactly the same as Gong Suhe's. He said to her, "Don't try to be brave. Stop when you can't run.

Don't talk or talk to me. Talking consumes stamina."

Gong Suhe nodded and smiled at him.

Under the sunlight, her smile was bright and beautiful. Because of exercise, her face was pale and red. Seeing this made Lu Yu Ze's heart unable to rest.

At the same time, in an inconspicuous place in the Green Yin Field... Lin Yue looked at Zhai Xingchen and sneered, "You saw it?0

There are people around him. How could he possibly like you?"

Zhai Xingchen didn't say anything. He knew that he wouldn't be able to give out the drinks in his backpack.

"Why don't you work with me?"

Lin Yue narrowed her eyes. "I quite like Lu Yu Ze. It's a win-win situation for us to work together..." However, the youth beside her completely ignored her.

He only stared unblinkingly at Gong Suhe. This place was very far from the track and she could not see, so he could look at her without worry.

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