She is a real daughter with a thousand layers of vest

Chapter 55: This year's first place.

The shooting competition is over.

There were only Yun Ci and Jun Siche in the whole field, and every shot hit the bull's eye.

Yun Ci won first place in all the games in the second half.

The calls for her at the scene became louder and louder, and everyone was talking about her, and their initial contempt and disdain turned into admiration and admiration.

School infirmary.

Doctor Yang Lian was flipping through the files: "Student Xia, you always pretend to have a foot injury during sports competitions every year. Can you be a little more creative?"

Xia Beiqing held her chin with both hands, blinked her wet eyes, and smiled like a flower, especially sweetly: "School doctor sister, I know you are the best, you are beautiful and kind, just help me write a medical prescription, and I will buy you milk tea, okay? Hmm?"

He tilted his head, and his curly hair shone brightly in the sunlight, like a cute little lamb.

Yang Lian had no resistance to this handsome face and sighed: "I'm really scared of you, can't I help you open it..."

She finished writing the list and when she looked up, her eyes went behind Xia Beiqing. She stood up suddenly with her cheeks flushed.

"Mr. Shen...Mr. Shen!"

Xia Beiqing turned around subconsciously and saw Shen Zhiyu walking in from the door.

His smile fell, and he frowned in disgust, feeling irritated.

It's really a narrow road.

Shen Zhiyu walked to Xia Beiqing's side, with a gentle smile on his face: "Doctor Yang, I'll get the sleeping pills."

Yang Lian was in a hurry and immediately took out the medicine from the drawer and handed it to him.

Shen Zhiyu took it, said thank you, and when he turned to leave, he took another look at Xia Beiqing's plastered foot.

Yang Lian sat down again and handed the list to Xia Beiqing: "Where are your family members? Why don't they come to accompany you to the event?"

Shen Zhiyu was walking to the door. When he heard these words, he suddenly stopped, slowly turned his head and looked at Xia Beiqing, but he could only see the back of the boy's hairy head.

His usually gentle smile gradually faded.

The sports competition is coming to an end, and contrary to everyone's expectations, Yun Ci is the first this year.

Compared to shock, there was more cheering and excitement.

"Yun Ci looks so handsome when he shoots!"

"I think she is the most handsome in high jump, with her graceful posture and amazing jumping ability. I almost thought she was the reincarnation of a rocket..."

"Hey? Where's Yun Ciren?"

Everyone then realized that Yun Ci was missing. Director Ma was preparing to present the award, so he searched everywhere with the trophy, but he couldn't find Yun Ci.

the other side.

Yun Ci put her coat on her shoulders, put her hands in her pockets, and walked out of the school gate slowly. The setting sun was pouring down, and her thin and aloof figure revealed a bit of unrestrained and carefreeness.

There was a car parked outside the school, and Gu Jingwen was leaning against the car.

Yun Ci walked over and opened the car door.

With a sudden brake sound, her arm was suddenly grabbed.

Turning around, a Maybach stopped beside him. Jun Siche was sitting in the car, tilting his head and squinting his charming peach blossom eyes.

"boarding."

The tone was unmistakable.

Gu Jingwen chuckled: "Don't bother, I can send Yun Ci back.

Jun Siche glanced at his car and said slowly: "You probably can't send it."

Gu Jingwen frowned.

I still don't understand what this means.

Jun Siche suddenly opened the car door, grabbed Yun Ci's slender waist, and directly pulled her into the car, holding her on his legs and sitting her down. As if he was afraid of being snatched away, he held her tightly in his arms.

"Uncle Zou, drive."

Give an order.

The car drove away.

Gu Jingwen rolled his eyes.

Idiot...

He turned around and got into the car, ready to leave, but he couldn't start the car and the dashboard kept flashing red lights.

what's the situation?
Gu Jingwen got out of the car and saw that the tire was flat.

He was so angry that he almost exploded: "Fuck, which idiot punctured my tire!"

　Jun Siche: It’s my fault!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)