Hua received a call from alumni saying that the activity had started, and they returned to the basketball court.
The on-site referee has divided everyone into 10 groups evenly according to the number of men and women, with 8 to 9 people in each group. Hua was assigned to the fourth group, and Ping was assigned to the third group.
Lan Qian was in the third group, and they were actually in the same group. Little joy!
Ping's heart was pounding, she walked to the square and sat quietly. Hua asked to switch to the third group, but the host teased him, asking him to give a good reason to switch. The alumni at the scene followed suit, Hua had no choice but to give up, and he didn't want to be in the same group as someone. He made faces at Ping, shook his head and returned to his phalanx.
The first program is boys doing push-ups. Rules of the game: count the number but not the time, until the first time you can't hold on and give up. Each group sends a boy to compete and a girl to count for his group.
Both Hua and Lan Qian participated in the competition.
Everyone took off their jackets, unlike those alumni with potbellies on the field, the two of them still maintain good shape because they usually exercise. The tight-fitting sweaters made their pectoral muscles faintly visible, their strong arms and thighs were firm, and they were skillfully doing warm-up exercises. The whole thing was a walking hormone, which fascinated all the girls like crazy.
Ping suddenly remembered Kuan. He also belonged to the type who looked thinner when he was dressed, and had flesh when he took off his clothes. He had chest and abdominal muscles, and his arms were so strong that he could hold her with one hand. At that time, it was especially
sky! She is thinking of spring? !
She blushed a little. In Hua's eyes, this means that Ping is fascinated by his strong figure, he is so proud and arrogant!
He patted Ping's chest muscles, acting like Tarzan of the ape. Ping covered her mouth and laughed.
The girls were already scrambling to get a seat, especially Hua and Lanqian. Ping has never been good at these things, she just sits and watches.
The competition started. Some boys fell down in less than 20 strokes, and some could last to more than 40 strokes, which is considered amazing. In the end, only Hua and Lan Qian were left, and they were evenly matched. It was a little hard to wait until more than 70, and the speed slowed down significantly.
All the people participating in the activities on the field surrounded them, and everyone cheered them on and counted them together. The people sitting in the phalanx could not see the battle situation inside.
Following a burst of laughter and applause, Lan Qian walked out first, probably Hua persisted until the end.
If not, the referee finally announced that Lanqian won 83 and Hua won 87, and the first place won a small gift.
The sao bag ran towards the audience, exaggeratedly blowing kisses to the audience, which made the audience burst into laughter.
Then he ran in front of Ping, and presented the spoils of war to her in a very gentlemanly manner, which aroused the envy of the girls onlookers.
Ping glanced at Lan Qian secretly, and found that his expression was calm, and he looked at the venue calmly, neither cold nor hot, as if the commotion at the scene had nothing to do with him.
The second program is to work together. This is a group activity. Everyone pushes the tank tracks made of inkjet advertising cloth to and fro, with a total distance of 200 meters. Four men and three women are required. Girls are a scarce resource, and this time Ping will definitely go.
Everyone gathered around the track to discuss the formation. In the end, the tallest Lan Qian and another tall boy stood in the middle, and the strongest boy stood at the front. The girls are inlaid among the boys, and Ping is the shortest, so she is in the middle.
As soon as the whistle blew, the formations set off. The third group was organized in the most orderly way, so the first half was the fastest. Ping was pushed up by two tall ones, and she couldn't touch the tracks at all. She just had to follow along in the middle. The team can walk one, two, one, two.
He was right in front of her, with a faint scent of lavender on his body. His tall and mighty body supported a space for her on the track, allowing her to move forward safely in this small world. This feeling of protection is so good, it only appeared in Ping's dream.
She was very excited and happy, her heart beat faster and she was a little dizzy.
After reaching the turn-back point, everyone turned around and moved on. Feeling that he was behind her, Ping began to feel uncomfortable all over. The feeling of being stared at by the man you like is very strange. Excitement, nervousness, apprehension, and wanting to escape are all mixed feelings.
When Ping was going up and down, the team began to be a little messy due to lack of physical strength. The feet of the people in front were caught, and one's center of gravity was unstable, and he leaned forward. When he was about to fall, he reflexively hugged the support in front of him.
Ping: ""
Hehe hugged himself!
Lan Qian: ""
Very soft body, very fresh smell.
Ping blushed, her heart was about to jump out of her chest, she was so excitedHer body was no longer in control, she just stood there stupidly, letting Lan Qian hug her.
"Sorry, I'm sorry." After a while, Lan Qian let her go. Even a little nostalgia for this small body.
Ping knew that was his instinctive reaction, neither frivolous nor active, so she just nodded slightly with her back to him, expressing her understanding.
Tidy up the team and move on, but the fighting power is not as good as before. Stumbling, three steps and one stop, finally reached the finish line, and took the fourth place.
Ping hobbled back to her seat.
"Are you injured?" Hua came over.
"It's okay." Ping rubbed her thigh. Lan Qian's knee bumped into her countless times just now, and it hurt like hell.
Hua sticks to chatting next to her, but Ping can't drive him away, so she finds him some work and asks him to share cookies with everyone. Hua Deling immediately borrowed flowers to present Buddha.
Lan Qian glanced at them from the corner of his eye. They were very close, and he seemed to be pursuing her. Isn't he full of girlfriends? Are you used to eating such small green vegetables?
The next program is the boys basketball game. As it was then, basketball remains the most popular sport. The boys showed off their demeanor at the scene, and the girls watched and applauded. The scene was extremely lively, and everyone seemed to have returned to their college days.
The most outstanding ones on the court are naturally Lan Qian and Hua. They keep fit all the year round, are tall and strong, and the basketball is almost passed between them.
At this moment, the ball was in Lan Qian's hands. He was bent over, and the ball was slapped back and forth, left and right, under his hands, and his eyes rolled around, looking for opportunities to break through. Suddenly, Lan Qian quickened his pace, turning left for a while, turning right for a while, rushing past Hua's defensive line, and came to the basket. With a tiger leap, he turned around and shot. After the ball drew a beautiful arc in the air, With a "bang", he just dropped into the basket impartially.
"pretty!"
"The majesty remains the same as before!"
There were cheers on the field.
Lan Qian showed a long-lost smile, just like back then, fascinated all the girls.
Ping took one look and then looked away, not wanting to sink herself to the point where she couldn't extricate herself, she had always known how attractive he was. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com