Chapter 84 It’s OK, You Still Have a Chance Xu Qingzhou arrived 10 minutes early on purpose. Just as he finished looking around the environment, a slim figure appeared at the entrance. This was the first time he saw Song Yao wearing sportswear. She was wearing a white tights. Her second largest body cavity was not big, but had beautiful lines. She was wearing sports shorts, revealing two white and slender legs. She was wearing a pair of small white shoes on her feet, and white socks that reached her calves. This body proportion seemed just right to Xu Qingzhou. Her hair was also tied in a ponytail, and she was carrying a small bag and a bottle of water, looking like a sports goddess. Song Yao walked over, looked Xu Qingzhou over, and nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad, you finally look like you're exercising." "Please give me more advice, Mr. Song." Xu Qingzhou said humbly. He glanced at the things Song Yao brought with him and said, "Do you need to bring water? Why didn't you tell me?" "This is common sense." Song Yao said calmly. As she spoke, she put her things aside and took a step closer to Xu Qingzhou, so that the two of them were almost touching each other. "What are you doing?" Xu Qingzhou subconsciously wanted to step back, but then he thought about why he should be weak, so he just stood there. Then, he saw Song Yao smell him, "Very good, no smell of smoke." "Maybe there's one in your mouth. Do you want to check it carefully?" Xu Qingzhou said, pretending to stretch out his mouth.
Song Yao had already dodged swiftly and stood at a distance, staring at him, "Rogue!" “I haven’t smoked for a long time.” Xu Qingzhou also learned how to smoke during his graduate studies. He mainly used it to stay awake when he stayed up late at night to write his papers. Later, he gradually developed an addiction to it. He liked to smoke when he was happy, and he liked to smoke even more when he was under pressure. After his rebirth, he consciously quit smoking, especially after he had Song Yao as his supervisor, he hardly smoked anymore. He had only smoked two cigarettes from the pack of Huazi he had just bought since the beginning of the school year. Song Yao nodded in agreement and said, "Do some warm-up exercises first." Warm up together as a group. In the distance, the girls on the cheerleading team had already started training. Their neat and coordinated movements made Xu Qingzhou couldn't help but glance sideways. Song Yao lifted her knees upwards and looked at Xu Qingzhou with her beautiful eyes, very unhappy, "Xu Qingzhou, what are you looking at!" Xu Qingzhou quickly came back to his senses and followed suit. After stretching, the two began to jog. One lap, two laps, five laps Xu Qingzhou originally thought that he was a boy after all, and even if he was not good at sports, he would not be weaker than girls. As a result, by the fifth lap, he was already sweating and panting. Seeing that Song Yao had no intention of stopping, he couldn't help but ask, "How many more laps do we have to run?" Song Yao didn't sweat much, and her breathing was still steady: "Run three more laps." As she spoke, she slowed down her pace and walked parallel to Xu Qingzhou. Seeing that he was already waving his hands in a doggy-paddle position, she asked, "Xu Qingzhou, can you do it?" "." How can a man say no! Xu Qingzhou gritted his teeth and replied with one word with certainty: "Okay!" Song Yao corrected Xu Qingzhou's mistake, "Let your shoulders drop naturally, and don't swing your arms so much."
She felt that she was right to let Xu Qingzhou come to exercise. He was so young, but he was out of breath after just a casual run. If he did something more strenuous, he would be unable to get up immediately. The body is the capital of revolution. This guy is only a freshman and he's already staying up late every day. What will happen in the future? What if he dies suddenly one day? After running eight laps, Xu Qingzhou felt unwell. Song Yao's snow-white neck was also covered with drops of sweat, but she looked quite relaxed. After stopping, Song Yao took out two handkerchiefs from her bag and threw one to Xu Qingzhou. After wiping the sweat off her neck, Song Yao put her legs on the third crossbar of the rib bar beside her and stretched. Xu Qingzhou also followed her example and put his legs on it. After pressing for 30 seconds, switch feet. 30 seconds, on the fourth horizontal bar. Xu Qingzhou still followed. It was not until the fifth horizontal bar that Xu Qingzhou gave up and complained secretly, "It's a big deal to be able to do the splits." After doing some simple stretching, the two sat on the steps to rest. After the exercise, Xu Qingzhou felt a little thirsty. He regretted that he should have brought a bottle of water. Licking his dry lips, he looked at Song Yao and said, "You can't finish this big bottle of water, right?" Song Yao frowned, handed over her kettle, and emphasized: "Don't use the spout." "Okay." Xu Qingzhou took it, unscrewed the spout of the kettle, and drank directly from the cup. After drinking it, he handed it to Song Yao. Song Yao took it, held the kettle, and drank from the spout in small sips. A breeze blew by, lifting a few strands of hair on the girl's temples, and everything seemed beautiful. Xu Qingzhou reminded her: "Strictly speaking, this is also considered an indirect kiss." "Xu Qingzhou!" Song Yao glared. This guy really deserves a beating. Why did he have to bring this up? "Stop it, I won't say anything!" Xu Qingzhou immediately begged for mercy. Song Yao gave him a look in anger and didn't bother to pay attention to him, but her heart was pounding uncontrollably. Xu Qingzhou had also recovered some of his strength by now, and his body felt light, as if all the impurities in his body had been excreted with sweat. "Actually, running like this is quite comfortable." "You just don't get enough exercise." Song Yao drank water and looked at the girl running opposite her. She was slightly stunned and her eyes looked a little unnatural. Xu Qingzhou followed her gaze and saw that the running was magnificent and the load was quite heavy. Xu Qingzhou immediately understood and comforted her: "Don't be discouraged, you are only 18 years old now. From a biological point of view, you have a chance." "Ok?" Song Yao was stunned for a moment, then reacted quickly, anger surged up all of a sudden, and her hand reached directly to his waist. This bastard, he deserves to die! "Song Yao, I was trying to comfort you, why did you pinch me?"
"Who made you have such weird thoughts in your head?" On the steps, Xu Qingzhou bared his teeth and rubbed the place where he was pinched. In the distance, the new members of the Taekwondo Club were shouting “Hohohahaha”. He looked at Song Yao resentfully and said bitterly, "It seems like I'll have to sign up for a Taekwondo club someday." Song Yao glanced in the direction of the Taekwondo Club and said calmly, "I know a move that is very useful and can defeat the enemy in one move. I can teach you." "Oh? We can try it." Xu Qingzhou became interested. Song Yao put down the cup and took Xu Qingzhou to the sandy area of the parallel bars. She stepped on the sand, as if to confirm something, then turned to look at Xu Qingzhou: "Put your hands on my shoulders later." "What?" "Do whatever you're told to do." After saying that, Song Yao turned her back to Xu Qingzhou and said, "Okay." Xu Qingzhou was puzzled, but still reached out and put his hand on Song Yao's shoulder. Because she had just exercised, sweated and been blown by the wind, her skin felt a little cool, very delicate and comfortable to touch. However, before he had time to feel it carefully, he felt someone suddenly grabbing his arm, and then he felt weightlessness. puff~ The next moment, he spun around and fell on the sand. Amid the chaos, a girl's voice came to my ears. "This move is called an over-the-shoulder throw." (End of this chapter)