The Lord God Depends on Me

"Huh? That's...Duke Zhou?"

While Ren Xiaofeng and Ye Wanlin were hanging out, they saw a flexible little fat man walking among the crowd on the lawn, holding a small digital camera in their hands.

So Ye Wanlin walked up directly and patted the other person on the shoulder.

"Ah!"

Zhou Xiaofat was taken aback by this sudden, and the digital camera in his hand almost couldn't hold it firmly.

"Ah, it's Crazy Brother, Crazy Brother, don't scare me, this thing is very expensive, what if it breaks."

Ren Xiaofeng did not deny, but asked: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Xiaopang pointed to the digital camera in his hand: "I can't see it yet? Record some of the game clips of the sports meeting."

"I don't know what the uncle... Well, what the Minister thinks, so many games are going on at the same time, and all of them are left to me. I can't be too busy."

"Stop talking, let me record this men's 100-meter race first."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Xiaofazi stood on the same level with the athletes on the lawn.

boom!

Hearing only one shot, everyone rushed out like arrows from the string.

And Zhou Xiao Fatty ran steadily in front of everyone.

When he was about to reach the finish line, Zhou Xiao Fatty speeded up, set up a posture in front of the first, and gave him a close-up when the opponent crossed the finish line.

Then, contentedly rushed to the next venue.

First: Why am I not happy at all.

The professionalism demonstrated by Zhou Xiaofeng made Ren Xiaofeng look outright.

"Qucai."

And just when he wanted to go, he stopped again.

In the next group, he saw his classmates.

"Hey, this guy who painted himself like an African refugee came to the competition?"

"Maybe it's their tactics."

"Look."

"..."

boom!

There was another shot.

When the African refugees just started, they took a stand.

Then he ran faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye he opened up a distance of more than three meters from the second place.

But obviously, this is not the limit.

"Fuck! It's awesome! Let's say it's someone's tactics."

"No, look at his posture, shaking left and right, his center of gravity is obviously unstable, how can he run so fast?"

"People's focus is low."

"What are you talking about, it is clear that people have made the legendary step lost."

"..."

Puff!

Then, just when they were about to cross the finish line, the African refugees landed directly on the ground, fell across the finish line, and dragged a long ditch.

Hiss~

Everyone present took a breath.

My face hurts just by looking at it.

But then he reacted immediately.

People are not stable at the beginning and can't slow down at all.

Ren Xiaofeng looked straight and covered his face, and asked Ye Wanlin, "Who is this guy? It's too hard, right?"

Ye Wanlin covered her mouth and smiled: "Who knows."

Really, there are still people in my class that I don't know, and I don't know if it's a pretense or a big heart.

However, I am really happy.

So the two went to other venues again.

......

After Sun Tianzheng changed back into the cheerleading uniform, he always felt that someone was staring at him.

I feel a little uncomfortable all over.

"Sir, do you feel that someone is staring at yourself? That's the feeling of being stared at by a pervert."

Xia Qingshuang asked in surprise: "Does this still have to be felt?"

As he spoke, he snarled around.

Sun Tianzheng: ...

Ah, all the members are perverted, which is outrageous.

The physical education teacher looked at the cheerleaders with satisfaction: "Ahem, there are not many events this afternoon, it will end early, but our battle has just begun."

"Before the end of today's schedule, you can move freely. After today's game is over, you can come here to gather again. We have a final performance..."

After speaking, the physical education teacher left in a hurry.

Seeing his father-in-law finally left, Yao Wenhao was instantly excited. Just as he was about to cross the railing and step forward, he was grasped by a big hand by his shoulder.

Looking back, it was Mr. Zhao, his head teacher.

"Yao Wenhao! What is your cat doing? I have been looking for you for a long time, and your game will begin soon..."

"Ms. Zhao, I will go now, I will go now."

In the end, Yao Wenhao left hesitantly.

Zhou Wan also showed a regretful expression: "Damn it, let's kill Cheng Yaojin halfway."

And Murong Lan and Dongfang Jiao rushed up and made the appearance that they had been looking for you for most of the day, and they were handing water and towels.

......

"Hey, madman!"

As soon as Sun Tianzheng entered the stadium, he saw Ren Xiaofeng who was hanging out with Ye Wanlin.

So he hurriedly stepped forward, pulled him aside, and hooked his shoulder.

"Crazy man, enjoy it."

With that, she turned around and glanced at Ye Wanlin.

Ye Wanlin smiled back: happy times are always so short.

Ren Xiaofeng shook Sun Tianzheng's hand away: "Monkey, please pay attention. You are now a girl, a girl, a girl."

"No, madman, I'm looking for your help."

"Say!"

After the other party quietly stuffed herself with a ten-yuan bill, Ren Xiaofeng's dissatisfied face immediately became full of enthusiasm: "Boss, you say."

"Ahem, help me to support Xia Qingshuang and the squad leader next to Sheng Nan."

"This, um... it's okay to support Xia Qingshuang, but to support the squad leader..."

So, Sun Tianzheng took out another ten yuan bill.

Ren Xiaofeng quickly accepted.

"Ahem, although it is a bit difficult to support the squad leader, it is not impossible. Leave it to me."

Sun Tianzheng grabbed Ren Xiaofeng's hand: "That's it."

Ren Xiaofeng: ...

For the sake of 20 yuan, bear it.

"Xiao Mi? Xiao Mi?"

Then, he confronted Xie Xiaochan who was squeezed out of the crowd.

Xie Xiaochan was taken aback when seeing the two of them.

Then, the two figures gradually overlapped with what they saw last Saturday night.

Suddenly, his face blushed, and his two small hands immediately covered his eyes, but his fingers were wide open.

Finally, a bow: "I'm sorry to disturb you."

After speaking, he turned around and squeezed into the crowd again, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ren Xiaofeng: ...

Sun Tianzheng: ...

"Crazy, lunatic, is this girl a bit familiar?"

"Fuck! Isn't this the one I bumped into at Zhou Wan's birthday party last Saturday?"

Crunchy.

This is the sound of Sun Tianzheng and Ren Xiaofeng buckling the lawn.

At this time, Ye Wanlin came over: "Do you know the little girl?"

"I don't know, let's go, the women's 100-meter race is about to start, let's go and see."

After taking a look at the schedule, Ren Xiaofeng said to Ye Wanlin.

"Crazy man, don't forget about me."

"Don't worry, isn't this just to liberate Zhang Shengnan, you seize the opportunity."

After finishing speaking, he took the lead to walk in the direction of the previous track.

Ye Wanlin followed Ren Xiaofeng as always, like a real maid.

When Sun Tianzheng saw this, he hurriedly followed and walked to the other side of Ren Xiaofeng.

Suddenly, the eyes of envy, jealousy and hatred focused again.

At this time, Ren Xiaofeng was already calm.