Still, Wait For Me

Three sets left.

“Here we go again.” The braids said.

“Again…”

Finally, before Zhang Ning Lang, Li Xingmin withdrew from the fight without any help. Little Waist smiled and looked at him and said, "It's okay, we're good already, and, you know, it's been hard. ”

Wen Yan, soft language, smile, Li Xingmin the whole people are going crazy excited.

That's when people realized,

There were only two groups left on the field, while the relatively skinny Zhang Ninglang was still there.

“Black Horse?! ”

Almost everyone is happy for Zhang Ninglang, and even some of his classmates are a little excited, because he is too thin to be liked at first, so he can persist until now with the second half basically being treated equally, everyone is particularly happy.

In fact, most of the time, in the absence of a stake, people are always happy to see the weak attack back.

“Second place, very good. ”

That's what everyone thinks, including braids, so to speak.

This is because of another group of people on the field, that freshman boy is tall and full of muscles, and he has been quite steady since the start of the game until now...

Zhang Ninglang could not win, which seemed to be a consensus.

“But it's enough if you can't win. ”

That's what people think, that's what they say.

But Zhang Ninglang wanted to win, in fact, maybe he didn't want to win, not to have to be this first, he just didn't want to stop, he said, he can insist, even if it's heavy, tired...

It took him a long time to muster the courage to fight this time and never give up as long as he had the strength.

A game in the eyes of others, in Zhang Ninglang's mind, who had just experienced retreat, hesitation and finally had the courage to stand up, was an important self-suggestion.

“Appeal.” The tall boy whistled.

Zhang Ninglang turned his head.

“Continue? Senior.” The boy asked with a smile.

“Hmm.” Zhang Ninglang nodded, briefly and simply.

“There you go. ”

When the boy was finished, he moved up and came up with three quick, almost as resilient squatting and stood up, then jumped and glanced at Zhang Ninglang.

At this time, no one is screaming "radish squat” anymore, and the retarded little game becomes a silent confrontation between two men.

At least Zhang Ninglang is silent but tough.

Get down, get up.

Get down, get up.

Get down, get up.

Simple move, three times, Zhang Ninglang's every move seemed slow and difficult, but there was no half play, the last time he stood up, he was slightly beneath his feet, almost losing balance...

In a shout, Zhang Ninglang bit his teeth, held on to his leg.

He completely reversed the feeling of this retarded little game.

Now, it's like watching the last lap of a games 10,000 meters, and biting your teeth on the runway is the silent classmate they usually easily ignore.

Applause thunder.

“I guess I can't stand to put it down, you guys don't know how slippery I just felt, how bouncing on my back, how soft it tasted...”

Li Xingmin said obscenely.

“Fuck off. You think they're all like you”, a girl in the front row turned around and said angrily, “Look at your little brother's hand. ”

This reminder was noticed by many people,

Zhang Ninglang's arms bent through the legs of the braided girl, but his hands did not touch her thighs at all. Unlike many others, his hands bent over his legs and held his fists.

“He has been like this from the beginning to the present.” Female classmates say.

On the stage, the tall boy frowned, took a deep breath, squatted up three more times incredibly quickly, and then showed a relaxed, irrelevant look. Xu Tiansheng found that his legs were actually starting to shake.

“Call him good, louder, more enthusiastic. ”

“Why? He's fighting with little brother. ”

“Hold him and make him feel sorry for himself. ”

Xu Tiansheng told the neighbors, so the sound of praise to the tall boys almost smashed the window. The boy was infected by this heroic cheer, emotional and excited.

“Senior, give up. Look, I'm still very relaxed.” The boy jumped behind the girl's back and said to Zhang Ninglang.

Zhang Ninglang smiled.

Get down.

Stand up.

Everyone can see that he has become extremely difficult, that every point of distance must be exhausted and that sweat continues to slide from his face.

“Brother, forget it. ”

Apart from more than 602, a number of classmates in Chinese class 2 began to persuade Ning Lang, and the girls were particularly distressed.

“Senior, can we not compete? ”

The braid said on Zhang Ninglang's back that her voice was already a little unnatural. She wanted to struggle and come down...

She insisted on taking Zhang Ninglang to power at the beginning and never cared about winning or losing. She just wanted to play this game with him and want to be carried away by him instead of other boys... even if they were the first to be eliminated, it didn't matter.

Zhang Ninglang swayed and stood still, lifting the girl up.

Girls understand, don't struggle anymore.

The second time,

Get down.

Stand up.

“Mmm! Ah! ”

Zhang Ninglang mumbled for the first time, surprised everyone, stood up.

Third time.

People weren't surprised, he stood up. Every second, he seemed to fall... but after every second, he didn't fall, he was unknowingly giving a delusion, as if his thin body could not actually fall.

Xu Tiansheng suddenly remembered the first meeting, the little boy who was too shy to speak in front of the apple, Zhang Ninglang, who was too shy. “Well, you have to tell apple, different little brother, finally find her own little brother. Your cousin isn't eight years old, and she's dead. ”

The tall boys did not leave any clearance, they did not even allow time for applause, they still squatted and stood up faster than ever.

First time.

Second time.

At least the surface looks smooth and the speed has not slowed down at all.

Third time, when the boy got up, he finally tried his best, his figure suddenly suddenly pounded... if he was steady and steady, he could totally relax, no one cared about speed at this time... but he was too fast, too fast... no buffer...

So, this time, he can't hold on...

The boy fell straight down and sat on the floor with his ass. Fortunately, he held onto the girl on his back, unharmed.

The scene hasn't reacted yet.

“Isn't that a win?” Always whispering.

Next moment, cheer: "Win! Brother won! ”

When the applause went off, people didn't seem to notice that they were exaggerating for the triumph of a small game.

In the applause, Zhang Ninglang turned his head and whispered to the braid: “This is the first time I have carried a girl on my back. If you want, as long as I have a little strength, I want to carry you forever. ”

The braids said, "Senior, let's fall in love. I can't wait for someone to find you. ”