Don’t Be Aggressive with Me

Xie Chen watched in silence for three minutes, then reached out with a sullen face and took the recipe and apron out of the sofa: "Can you give it to me? Explain, what does this mean?"

"You are at home by yourself? You must always eat takeaway." Lin Man looked at his unknowingly? Son silently, "How many times have you said that takeaway is unhealthy. Starting today, learn a home-cooked dish a day, and what day will you wait? When I and your Aunt Zhou are not at home? You can still cook for Si Qiao."

"While cooking? Remember to wear your apron."

"..." Xie Chen reluctantly calmed down, and then changed his hands to the tender pink sweater, "What about this? Me? A big boy, you buy me fans?"

"What I bought for you? Don't be narcissistic there." Lin Man glanced at Xie Chen, "Is this? I gave it when I bought Si Qiao's clothes? I gave it to you for free? The clothes can't be wasted, just reward is you."

Xie Chen: "..."

"Also? This." Linman put Dale Carnegie's "Speaking? Art" in front of his face again: "If it's okay, go back and look through it, learn a little, save it? Just provoke me as soon as you speak? angry."

Xie Chen didn't want to speak at all.

"What?" Lin Man glanced at him, "Don't like it?"

"I like it." Xie Chen reluctantly said.

Cheng Siqiao couldn't help but laughed aside, Xie Chen glanced over and realized that she also had one of that tender pink sweater.

Suddenly I felt less unacceptable.

On Friday morning, as soon as Cheng Siqiao stepped into the campus, he heard the grade director giving a passionate speech on the radio.

"Golden autumn in November, the autumn is high and refreshing. In this exciting day, we will hold the 21st Autumn Sports Meeting of the High School Affiliated to Nancheng Normal University. Let us pass on with high enthusiasm. Competitive spirit, adhering to the belief of'friendship first, competition second', and shine on the sports field! Here, on behalf of all students, I would like to present to the scene this day. Leaders A warm welcome with the old teachers..."

The more Cheng Siqiao listened, the more familiar he became, and after thinking about it for a long time, he realized that from childhood to big sports meeting, the director said all these words.

......It seems that the director of the world is one family.

According to the requirements, the announcer needs to wear formal attire when he comes on stage. The black and white formal wear is on Cheng Siqiao, giving her a bit of neat temperament.

She changed her clothes and went back to the playground. She found Xie Chen in the crowd and patted his shoulders: "Xie Chen, me? Did you write the manuscript? Are you ready? Me? This has been urging you for several days, you Why don't you give it to me?"

Xie Chen took out a piece of paper from her pocket and shook it in front of her: "Write it early? Okay, but I won't give it to you now."

"Wait for you to go up? I'll give it to you before."

Cheng Siqiao only felt inexplicable: "You won't give it to me now? How can I be familiar with the manuscript?"

"You don't need to be familiar with it, it's quite simple?"

"What a fancy?" Cheng Siqiao complained dissatisfied.

The sports meeting officially began. The second class was taken to the designated audience by the old Zhao, then the school leaders and referees took the seats, the school leaders and student representatives made speeches, and finally the performance team started the square team.

During the school sports meeting, students can dress freely. The relay race was arranged on the first day. Xie Chen wore a light gray casual outfit and a blue sports hairband on his head.

Although it was already in the autumn, the sun was still uncomfortable. Cheng Siqiao sat next to Xie Chen and asked him to help him block the sun. When he turned around, he saw that all the girls in the surrounding classes were secretly watching. In Xie Chen's direction, many took out their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

Cheng Siqiao moved to the side to move away from him.

"What are you doing?" Xie Chen stretched out his hand to hold the person, "Isn't it? Say sun?"

"Someone is taking pictures." Cheng Siqiao pointed to the side, "How bad is the effect?"

Xie Chen glanced in the direction of her finger, and the little girl behind her was surprised again.

Xie Chen's voice was cold: "Have you taken enough shots?"

The little girls thought he was angry, so they put down the mobile phone in their hands and took their eyes away from him. No one dared to take a peek anymore.

Xie Chen moved in the direction of Cheng Siqiao and raised his hand to draw the person to his side: "Now let's do it."

When the opening performance started? When the broadcaster informed the clapboard to prepare for the stage, Cheng Siqiao reluctantly knocked on Xie Chen's head: "Can you give it to me now?"

Xie Chen took the piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to her hand: "Go, young? The announcer."

On the podium, Cheng Siqiao opened Xie Chen to write a "good" manuscript for her, and began to introduce the relay players in the class in order. Xie Chen was arranged for the last baton, and his introduction was at the end.

At first, Cheng Siqiao didn't feel good about Xie Chen's manuscript, but she always maintained a high degree of attention. The introduction words of the first few people were all normal, so she relaxed and said what she wrote on the manuscript.

"Let me introduce the last player, the second class of high school? Classmate Xie Chen——"

However, Cheng Siqiao regretted it as soon as he spoke.

She finally knew why Xie Chen didn't give her the manuscript in advance.

What did Xie Chen write in the next sentence?-

"As his? Classmate, I? I often ask myself, why is there such a perfect person in the world, he works hard while studying, and he is dazzling and handsome on the field, so that today, I can't help but be in front of you. All the students from the school said heartily to him, "Come on Xie Chen!"

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

She really wanted to go down and beat this dog to death.

She temporarily reduced the pressure in her heart and returned to her previous official speech: "The student is always hardworking, motivated, diligent and thoughtful, and willing to help others. Let us look forward to his good results in this sports meeting. ."

After all? After the announcer finished the introduction, Cheng Siqiao angrily returned to the group of his class. Before she could find Xie Chen to settle the account, the other party first said: "Why didn't you write? Read according to me?"

When it came to this, Cheng Siqiao became even more angry and threw the manuscript into his hands: "You have written it all? What did you know?"

Xie Chen unhurriedly opened the manuscript and appreciated it again: "Written? It's very good, not better than that of Lu Qifeng?"

"Good size!" Cheng Siqiao got an itchy throat with anger.

Xie Chen picked up the one beside her? Handed her mineral water: "Moisten your throat?"

"Who wants to drink your water?" Cheng Siqiao turned and sat on the other side.

Before Xie Chen came on the field, he walked without skin and face? When he came to Cheng Siqiao, Cheng Siqiao turned his head to the side not to look at him. Xie Chen leaned down and said lazily: "I'm going to play, don't you? Come on?"

Cheng Siqiao and him ignored him in frustration.

"If you? Don't give me? Come on, I? Don't run away." Xie Chen said leisurely.

"..." Cheng Siqiao still? He has a sense of honor in the class? He had no choice but to insist, "Come on."

"The attitude is too perfunctory, this doesn't count."

"Come on." Cheng Siqiao's tone improved, and he looked up at Xie Chen's eyes, "Okay?"

"No, lack of real emotions."

"Then you want me? What should I do?" Cheng Siqiao asked impatiently.

Xie Chen suddenly leaned to her ears, a hot? breath sprayed on her ears, and said in an extremely ambiguous? voice: "I want to use this? Tone, have you learned it?"

"Brother Chen." Zhao Tianhao called to him from behind, "It's time to check."

Cheng Siqiao's ears were reddened by Xie Chen, and he pushed him away: "Hurry up and get on the court."

"I know." With a smile in his eyes, Xie Chen got up and rubbed Cheng Siqiao's hair, "Wait for me? Bring you back first."

There are a total of seven classes in the competition, and class six is ​​the most threatening class to class two.

The second squad arranged the sports committee at the first bar, and the gunshots sounded announcing the start of the relay. The sports committee rushed out at the fastest speed of their own, but they were still thrown away by the first bar by the sixth group. .

The overall ability of the sixth class is very strong, and a few sports students have been specially selected to play. When the baton is passed to Xie Chen's hands, the last baton of the sixth class has already run some distance.

"What to do!" In the audience, Zhou Yangyang hugged Cheng Siqiao's arm, worried, "Aren't we going to lose to Class 6 again?"

"No?" Cheng Siqiao comforted her, and he didn't care about the matter of exasperation with Xie Chen, "I believe Xie Chen can, and you have to believe him."

Old Zhao originally sat on the side holding a thermos cup to watch the excitement, but now he stands up and agitates his classmates: "Come on, let's cheer for classmate Xie Chen!"

"Listen to me? Command! Let's shout together! Xie Chen, come on! You are the best?!"

The second classmate’s emotions were inexplicably ignited, and followed the old Zhao: "Come on, Xie Chen! Are you the best?!"

The young girls in the other classes around also abandoned their own classes and joined the army of cheering for Xie Chen. They followed the second class uniformly and started shouting: "Come on, Xie Chen! Are you the best?"

Cheng Siqiao: "..."

This scene is inexplicably harmonious.

She didn’t even think about it, squeezed to the front row of the audience, and waited for Xie Chen to run over? When she said loudly: "Xie Chen, please run! Don’t you? Say you want to give it to me? Take the first one back! What if you are Lie to me? I? Ignore you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the few girls around him became excited? They screamed: "Ah, Xie Chen has accelerated again!"

"More than six classes!"

The host on the rostrum is also very excited?: "The second class? The last shot Xie Chen has surpassed the sixth class? What is the last shot? I don’t know if he can keep——"

"Congratulations to the second class for finally winning the school relay? First place!"

Xie Chen crossed the finish line, holding his knees with both hands, Zhao Tianhao and the boys rushed over and hugged Xie Chen: "Brother Chen is awesome!"

Xie Chen disgusted them and got them off his body. The Sixth Class Sports Committee also came over and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Awesome, you lose? Convinced."

Xie Chen smiled: "You are also very good."

After the competition, Xie Chen accepted the award as a class representative before taking the stage.

The host handed the trophy to him and asked him: "Xie Chen's performance today is perfect. I don't know if it is? Isn't it? You are so desperate for the class?"

Xie Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm, adjusted the hairband, looked lazy, and looked in the direction of his class casually: "No way, someone threatens me? Say, if you can't get the first place I don’t care about me anymore, so I can’t help but give her the number one back."

Cheng Siqiao in the audience was taken aback.

At that time, there was a certain distance between her and Xie Chenzhi, and the people around were shouting and cheering, Xie Chen should not hear what he said.

After receiving the award, Xie Chen was pulled by the school’s student union and major societies for several interviews. When he returned to the auditorium, Cheng Siqiao had changed his suit and was wearing the suit that Linman bought for her. New clothes, sitting in the top row of the audience away from the crowd, stuffing oranges in their mouths while watching the excitement.

Xie Chen left? Go over and ask knowingly, "What are you going to eat?"

"Orange." Cheng Siqiao turned his head to the side and pushed Xie Chen aside with his hands. "Xie Chen is blocking my sight?"

"I want to eat too." Xie Chen didn't move, and pointed to the orange in her hand.

Cheng Siqiao took out a few from the small bag beside him and handed them to him: "Here you are, peel it yourself."

Xie Chen leaned down suddenly, the tip of his nose almost? Confronted with Cheng Siqiao.

Xu is because he just finished the relay. There is still heat on his body, and his voice is low, with a unique hoarseness: "Hands are dirty and can't be peeled."

"You feed me? Eat it."