Cannon Fodder a is About To Cover the Heroine

    Jing Qingxia remained physically and mentally strong during the three days of the exam, and at the same time took care of Zhong Mingxue calmly.

    Rest, until the end of the weekend, Jing Qingxia's repeated condition improved.

    Zhong Mingxue looked at Jing Qingxia who was sitting on the bed with a well-behaved face.

    Jing Qingxia's eyes twinkled.

    Zhong Mingxue was silent for a long time before asking seriously: "Are you sure you really want to participate in the sports meeting tomorrow?"

    From the morning, Jing Qingxia has been rubbing it hard.

    She just wanted the sports meeting to focus on participating and paddling.

    This illness made her stubborn.

    Don't talk about exams, even the sports meet!

    "Yes, I'm all right, of course I want to participate!" Jing Qingxia insisted.

    But seeing Zhong Mingxue's face full of sadness and worry, Jing Qingxia couldn't bear it.

    I had to change my rhetoric: "Well, let's see the situation, if I'm healthy then I'll participate, if you think I can't, I'll retire, there are a lot of people signing up in our class, There are substitutes. My classmates will understand me.”

    I took the thermometer from Jing Qingxia and took a look.

    It does.

    In fact, she has been observing Jing Qingxia these days.

    I don't know if it is an illusion, every time I am present, Jing Qingxia's state will be better.

    Is it a deterrent to her condition?

    Or in front of him, Jing Qingxia will deliberately not show his morbidity?

    Zhong Mingxue thought for a moment, raised her eyebrows, had an idea, and her face flushed a little while thinking about it.

    Seeing that Zhong Mingxue did not leave after reading her temperature, Jing Qingxia asked carefully: "Zhong Mingxue, won't you go back to rest? You have a job before the entrance ceremony of the sports meeting tomorrow, right? Very busy. Go to bed early."

    "What are you doing, do you want to do something secretly by driving me away?" Zhong Mingxue asked rhetorically.

    Jing Qingxia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she simply shrank into the quilt: "What can I do? No, I just want you to rest early, I have to rest too!"

    In fact, there are still sneaky reasons.

    Zhong Mingxue's pajamas have always been simple and cool, but I don't know why I changed them to a cute rabbit style today.

    Is this the hidden little princess attribute of Zhong Mingxue?

    Although the family has money, they never waste it. It is a pity to throw away the brand new pajamas. Lin Chanjuan asked Zhong Mingxue if she wanted it.

    Zhong Mingxue has no particular likes and dislikes towards these things, she wears it as she wears it, and she doesn't feel ashamed, so she accepts Lin Chanjuan's kindness.

    She doesn't feel ashamed, but Jing Qingxia does.

    Seeing Zhong Mingxue dressed like this, she couldn't take her eyes off.

    My mind is full of little rabbits, how can I sleep?

    Jing Qingxia, who forcibly closed her eyes, felt her surroundings.

    The lights dimmed first.

    Relieved.

    The footsteps are getting farther and farther.

    Ok ok, it's time to sleep.

    Jing Qingxia's back rubbed against the quilt and changed to a relaxed posture.

    Huh?

    The body suddenly froze.

    Why are you getting closer?

    Do you want to tuck yourself in?

    Jing Qingxia stayed still, kept her eyes closed, and waited obediently.

    Then the quilt was lifted, it was cold, and warmed by another person's body.

    "Huh?!" Jing Qingxia opened her eyes immediately.

    I found that all this was not an illusion, Zhong Mingxue lay in!

    Although this is the third time sharing the same bed.

    But why every time makes people feel completely different.

    Before Jing Qingxia could figure out what she should say, Zhong Mingxue had already explained: "In order to make sure you won't have a fever again in the middle of the night, I'm here to accompany you."

    "If you stay with me, I won't have a fever?" Jing Qingxia feels that she has a fever now, so her mind can't think.

    The air is getting hot, what else can be cooled down? !

    Zhong Mingxue turned her head solemnly, looking for Jing Qingxia's shining eyes in the dark: "I'll accompany you, so I can be sure that you didn't hide it from me."

    "Ah...oh..." It turned out to be this brain circuit.

    Jing Qingxia couldn't think of anything to answer, and finally compromised.

    But my mind is full of doubts, can I really sleep?

    What if I think about it all night, can't sleep, and don't have a good rest, what if I really have a fever tomorrow?

    Thinking about it, I found it really superfluous to think about it.

     However, Zhong Mingxue felt a little tangled in the warmth curled up beside her.

    Just now she also chose to stay after a fierce ideological struggle, but it was a little embarrassing to lie in the bed, for fear that she would fall asleep in the middle of the night like the previous two times.

    But the drowsiness came on too quickly. In a daze, she thought again, it's okay to be the same as the previous two times, this time she was going to be a temperature monitor.

    You can monitor it when you encounter it...

    Zhong Mingxue fell asleep instantly because of her consistent logic.

    The next morning.

    Jing Qingxia woke up with a familiar touch.

    Is it a familiar touch?

    Jing Qingxia slept very comfortably, her mind was clear, and she opened her eyes with a smile.

    Sure enough, Zhong Mingxue's face is also very good-looking.

    The morning light outside was obscured by heavy curtains, so she could only get in through the gap, as if she knew there was a treasure here, and it just fell on Zhong Mingxue's tear mole.

    Jing Qingxia secretly admired her ability to adapt. After the third time, she had learned how to do it with ease. After waking up, she could observe Zhong Mingxue openly.

    However, this may also be related to the fact that the previous two requests were made directly or indirectly by himself, and this time it was Zhong Mingxue who made the request.

    Jing Qingxia was even ready. When Zhong Mingxue suddenly opened her eyes, she took the initiative to say good morning to her in a teasing manner.

    As she was thinking, the sense of touch on her waist suddenly became empty, which scared her abdomen, and her vest line and abdominal muscles were withdrawn.

    Zhong Mingxue curled her fingers and turned over with her eyes closed the whole time, trying to dispel Jing Qingxia's plan to laugh.

    If it wasn't for Jing Qingxia who had been observing her well before this, she would have been deceived by her acting skills.

    I saw Zhong Mingxue's body shaking, but she kept her mouth shut.

    Jing Qingxia held back the urge to laugh.

    Yesterday, Zhong Mingxue was for herself after all, she no longer maliciously increased Zhong Mingxue's embarrassment, she got up to wash up first.

    Sure enough, when she came out, the bed was already empty.

    Although I didn't expect Zhong Mingxue to leave, Jing Qingxia guessed that the state should be "fleeing away".

    The end of the bed was obviously pulled at will.

    It is a state that has been sorted out, but not completely sorted out.

    It can be seen how complicated the mood of this person is.

    Jing Qingxia stared at the bed for a while.

    It wasn't until I realized that I was a little stupid smirking at an empty bed, and then I started to make the bed seriously.

    Go downstairs.

    Zhong Mingxue was sitting at the dining table neatly dressed.

    Lin Chanjuan is also having breakfast.

    "Xia Xia, get up, you look good today! It seems that Xiaoxue really took good care of you again." Lin Chanjuan was very happy.

    She and Jing Guangyao have been busy these two days, she thought, thanks to Zhong Mingxue taking care of Jing Qingxia at home.

    Aunt Zhang passed by, hiding her merit and fame.

    "It didn't burn yesterday, I can participate in the sports meeting today!" Jing Qingxia looked at Zhong Mingxue for approval while eating toast.

    Zhong Mingxue nodded: "It's okay for now."

    "Okay, for the time being." Jing Qingxia finished her breakfast happily.

    Lin Chanjuan looked at the two little girls happily.

    Finally, at the request of Lin Chanjuan, the two of them went to school today in their luxury car.

    "Xia Xia and the others went to school?" Jing Guangyao walked towards Lin Chanjuan in a suit.

    Lin Chanjuan was serious and adjusted her tie for Jing Guangyao: "Come on today."

    "It is impossible to lose, but when will it be better to tell Xiaoxue about the events of this period and the results of the investigation?"

    "Wait for the dust to settle, not much has been found, and the project has not been settled. Saying it is nothing. As long as it doesn't affect the campus life of Xiaoxue and Xiaxia. Said, this is what we adults should do to shelter them from the wind and rain."

    "Yes, then I'm leaving. You can rest in the company today. You've lost weight recently." Jing Guangyao nodded deeply, looking at his wife with eyes full of love.

    Lin Chanjuan smiled and stroked Jing Guangyao's collar.

    "The driver is here, please go."

    Jing Guangyao was refreshed.

    Lin Chanjuan got into the third car after explaining two sentences to Aunt Zhang in the room.

    The cottage is finally at peace.

    But the autumn wind swept the leaves outside the house and rolled up a mess.

    Aunt Zhang, who was instructed to clean up the courtyard a little, came out and sighed.

    "The weather is the most annoying now, you clean it, it's not too difficult, you can clean it up after a while, but it will mess you up again after a while. You don't clean it, just look at it bother."

    The little maid next to her said with a smile: "Aunt Zhang, why don't you rest, we have nothing else to do, let's take turns to scan."

    "Let's all take turns to scan, Mr. and Mrs., and the two young ladies are so busy, we have time to spare. Come on, let's do it, we'll be ready soon." Zhang Auntie said meaningfully.

    …

    Jing Qingxia and Zhong Mingxue did not return to the class together after arriving at the school.

    The former went to the physical education teacher to get the key to the equipment room, and the latter went directly to the student union to help.

    "Wow, what's the matter, boss, didn't you follow Sister Xue today?" Yuanleshan made a puzzled voice when she saw Jing Qingxia, who was all alone.

    "Your sister Xue went to work in the student union, what am I doing?" Jing Qingxia asked rhetorically.

    Yuan Leshan squinted: "Are you in conflict?"

    Jing Qingxia was confused: "No, she will go back to the class when she's done, what's wrong?"

    "Oh~ I just think you guys have been sticking together for a while, it's a bit annoying to see you alone."

    An eyesore?

    The corners of Jing Qingxia's mouth twitched: "I think you are quite annoying now."

    "Oh, oh, don't do this, boss, that's not what I meant." Yuan Leshan shrank his neck.

    Jing Qingxia stopped talking and returned to the classroom to sit.

    Drink two more sips of water.

    I don't know why my mouth is dry, and my head seems to be dizzy.

    Hopefully not a fever.

    After Jing Qingxia entered the classroom, Duan Yajie happened to come over.

    Yuan Leshan quickly grabbed Duan Yajie: "The boss looks in a bad mood today, don't provoke her."

    "You're the only one who always provokes her. It's obvious that she used to have the best relationship with you, but she keeps losing her temper with you recently. Haven't you noticed? It's a shame for someone to overdo it." Duan Yajie helped Yuanleshan Analysis.

    Yuanleshan's little one, although he is the first to differentiate among the three, he is still a group favorite.

    Yuan Leshan pouted with dissatisfaction: "I don't think it's my problem, I'm a fan of the front line of CP who has been on the front line of CP since Sister Xue's first day of school, and I haven't seen the boss. Like this. I always feel that she is in a particularly bad mood these two days."

    Duan Yajie looked at Jing Qingxia's direction: "No, even if the most difficult exam is over, Sister Xia is smiling and not in a bad mood."

    "That's because Sister Xue went to find her!" Yuan Leshan saw the essence.

    Duan Yajie and Yuan Leshan suddenly looked at each other silently, as if they had found some clues, but they couldn't catch them.

    The annual sports meeting is like some kind of **** bless, always meet the good weather.

    The sun is just right and warm.

    The wind is blowing just right on the ground, and it is cool.

    All students and teachers are in a good mood, relaxed and happy.

    On the rostrum, the school leader took the lead in speaking. After the end, Mo Yingcai spoke on behalf of the students as the president of the student union.

    "Good morning, teachers and students. In this fruitful golden autumn season, we welcome the annual sports meeting..."

    Mo Yingcai used a gentle tone and a full-fledged tone to speak the same cliché every year with sonorous force.

    Everyone listened carefully and excitedly.

    Only Jing Qingxia was distracted.

    She stood in the last row relying on herself, and lowered her head surreptitiously, watching the ants at her feet carry unknown debris step by step.

    Looking at her, she felt numb and itchy as if ants had crawled over her body.

    Jing Qingxia twisted her neck.

    The morning dizziness started again.

    Oops.

    Is it true that I have a fever again?

    Until a cool breeze blows over all her thoughts, she wakes up a bit.

    Smell a faint familiar smell.

    Zhong Mingxue is here.

    "I see that you can't stand still, won't you have a fever again?"

    There is no worry in the cold tone.

    Jing Qingxia looked back at Zhong Mingxue, smiled, and wanted to say, it will be much better after you come.

    This is true, but because of the embarrassment of sharing the bed in the morning, she didn't say anything, just looked at Zhong Mingxue quietly.

    Zhong Mingxue ignored Jing Qingxia's sight.

    Since Jing Qingxia became ill this time, she often stared at her for a moment.

    She put her cold hand on the silly Jing Qingxia's forehead.

    The temperature is not low, but it is similar to the spontaneous temperature of the usual small stove, and it is not a fever.

    "I'm just passing by now, remember to take the medicine later, I'll come to check when I'm done." Zhong Mingxue said seriously.

    Jing Qingxia quietly listened to Zhong Mingxue's fake public welfare.

    After watching Zhong Mingxue leave, she couldn't help but laugh twice. It's actually good to be sick.

    The classmates in the front row listened the whole time, but did not dare to turn their heads.

    This little couple's trick!

    Who are you going to kill?

    Yuan Leshan, who was standing in the front row because he was too short, later heard about this episode and got double the emo.

    …

    Zhong Mingxue said that she would come when she was done with work, and she did not see her until the inspection of the relay race in the afternoon.

    Yuan Leshan couldn't help but speak carefully: "Why isn't Sister Xue here yet? I feel the boss's face is getting more and more ugly."

    Duan Yajie grabbed Yuan Leshan's hand and reminded her to speak less.

    Jing Qingxia just lowered her head and couldn't see her physical condition, but at least she was in a low mood.

    Yuan Leshan did not get a reply from Jing Qingxia, not even a warning of a violent temper.

    But there were a series of questions from the side.

    "Why is your face so ugly? Are you sick again? Didn't take the medicine, or didn't have a good lunch? Can you still participate in the relay race in the afternoon?"

    "Sister Xue!" Yuan Leshan exclaimed.

    Jing Qingxia raised her head and sniffed, as if she smelled something special, a good smell, the smell of lemon.

    I saw Zhong Mingxue's face was reddish, and there was fine sweat on his forehead, and it seemed that he had run over.

    Also wearing a badge.

    Jing Qingxia's eyes rekindled.

    "Why are you here, Zhong Mingxue?"

    Zhong Mingxue glanced at Jing Qingxia.

    Without the shadow of bowing her head, her complexion looks normal, and when she speaks, she is full of anger, and does not seem to be physically uncomfortable.

    Relieved.

    "Sorry, I came here after I said I was busy. I didn't expect a lot of mistakes in the morning, but fortunately I borrowed a work permit, so I can come in to cheer you on." Zhong Mingxue said while saying Handed over a thermos cup, "I also brought you lemon syrup, which Aunt Zhang prepared in the morning. I went to the janitor's cafeteria to heat it up for you. You can drink it first."

    Jing Qingxia opened the thermos cup and thought, it turns out that the good smell is the smell of lemon syrup.

    "Thank you! I'm very happy to have you here. Don't worry, our class will definitely take the first place."

    Jing Qingxia frowned.

    Zhong Mingxue also laughed.

    Yuan Leshan's eyes wandered between the two, and it seemed that there was no quarrel.

    Duan Yajie pondered for a moment, and then said: "Sister Xia, it is good to have confidence, but I have inquired about it, the one who ran with you for the last time is Mrs. Su, you should be careful about it. wonderful."

    The staffing of the school-level relay race requires alpha and Omega to be divided into groups, and in each group, the ratio of male to female is required to be 1:1 to show fairness.

    Yuan Leshan said happily: "Mr. Su is the boss's defeated general, what's there to be afraid of."

    "It's not like that, just be careful." Duan Yajie just reminded.

    These words were approved by Zhong Mingxue, she instructed: "Rank is not important, health is more important."

    "Zhong Mingxue."

    "Huh?"

    "You look like my mother now."

    “…”

    Yuanleshan: What kind of mom literature is this? can i drink it?

    Duan Yajie: I advise you to keep all the words in your heart!

    Zhong Ming Xueguang standing beside Jing Qingxia seemed to inject electricity into her.

    Staying at the checkpoint for a few more minutes, Jing Qingxia took off her coat and trousers.

    The long white hands and feet suddenly appeared in the air.

    Jing Qingxia was wearing close-fitting sportswear, tall and fair-skinned, so standing in the crowd had a feeling of standing out from the crowd. The only shining star.

    As she warmed up, she walked towards the fourth pole.

    "That's the Qingxia senior from the tenth class of the third grade! It's okay to have a good face and a good figure!"

    The voice of the lower grades made Yin Zi, who was writing the newsletter, look up.

    I saw her white moonlight at a glance.

    But soon I saw Zhong Mingxue following Bai Yueguang.

    As an athlete, Jing Qingxia took off her jacket and trousers, which is eye-catching.

    And among the many entourage, the low-key Zhong Mingxue also has the same beauty.

    The word "match" flashed through Yin Zi's mind, she sighed, lowered her head and left the excitement to others, and continued to write the newsletter.

    I also heard a lot of rainbow farts broadcast on the podium.

    "Senior Sister Jing Qingxia, Class 30, I'm cheering for you!"

     etc.

    Yin Zi is still carefully polishing her manuscript, hoping to at least crown her like an ordinary fan when Jing Qingxia stands on the podium.

    …

    Jing Qingxia stood on her runway and glanced at Su Tai.

    Su Taiming was a head taller than Jing Qingxia, but when she glanced at her, she suddenly felt uncomfortable and shrank to the edge of the runway. She just thought bitterly: You wait, You will feel better when you are differentiated.

    It was not until she was reminded by the classmates on the next runway that Mrs. Su returned to the direct position.

     With her back to Jing Qingxia, she had the illusion that the back of her head was about to be pierced. He obviously still has a shadow on Jing Qingxia.

    Jing Qingxia doesn't care what Mrs. Su's attitude towards Jing Qingxia is, she only cares about Mrs. Su's attitude towards Zhong Mingxue now.

    Seeing that Mrs. Su didn't even dare to lift her head, Jing Qingxia retracted her gaze with satisfaction.

    The lively relay race is representative of the collective sense of honor.

    "All in place."

    All the classes were holding their breaths.

    "Prepare."

    He took a breath.

    "Bang!"

    The command gun fires.

    Everyone felt their scalps go numb, and then shouted "Come on" in unison.

    The first one starts quickly from the starting line, and the second one is ready.

    The second team took over the baton, and the tenth class was overtaken by another special recruit from the first class.

    Hold on!

    The second baton gritted his teeth and sent the baton to the third baton.

    Very smooth!

    The third baton was chasing after him, his eyes fixed on Jing Qingxia not far away.

    Jing Qingxia raised her hand with a smile on her face.

    The third baton was full of peace of mind, and the moment he handed over the baton, he shouted.

    "Go!"

    Jing Qingxia touched the baton, her muscles tense, and it bounced out like an arrow from a string.

     Mrs. Su, who set off one position earlier than her, caught sight of her figure out of the corner of the eye, so frightened that her feet trembled and she almost lost her footing.

    Is this speed human?

    Is Jing Qingxia really not differentiated yet?

    Why is it so explosive?

    Is she a super athlete?

     Mrs. Su only felt that her scalp was numb, and the suffocation she had left on her neck was covered again.

    Jing Qingxia didn't have time to pay attention to Su Tai's changes. She kept her footsteps.

    Among the countless shouts, she also heard Zhong Mingxue's voice.

    "Come on, Jing Qingxia!"

    Jing Qingxia curved the corners of her mouth.

    Is it unimportant?

    When you join a group activity and carry a sense of collective honor, how can the ranking not be important?

    Well, I'll do my best!

    Jing Qingxia's footsteps continued to get faster.

    Breathing also became rapid.

    The wind around her was howling, and the surrounding crowd also turned into phantoms.

    Oops, what does it feel like?

    Jing Qingxia frowned suddenly.

    "Hi-!"

    "Yeah!! #1!!"

    At the moment when the tenth class burst into a shocking cry, Jing Qingxia's face lost its blood.

     While crossing the finish line, the speed of the body did not drop, but the feet were already out of control and had to be thrown out.

    Everyone stared at Jing Qingxia like a triumphant general.

    Only Zhong Mingxue noticed the abnormality and rushed over immediately.

    The moment Zhong Mingxue ran in from the side of the track, Jing Qingxia fell to the ground. All her hands and feet were in close contact with the plastic track, drawing blood red.

    Second place Su Tai, who had just crossed the finish line, was stunned and did not dare to go to Jing Qingxia.

    Seeing Zhong Mingxue's angry eyes, she shrank her neck even more.

    But they collided with the third place and all fell to the ground.

    In the final baton of the relay, the top three students all fell.

    The accident made the scene chaotic.

    Jing Qingxia fell to the ground, dazedly raised her hand and hugged Zhong Mingxue's shoulder, her spirit was slack, but her tone was firm: "Zhong Mingxue, hurry... hurry up and bring me to no one The place."

    Zhong Mingxue didn't have time to figure out what was going on, she already helped Jing Qingxia and walked out of the runway as she said.

    "You don't have to follow me, I'll take Jing Qingxia away."

    Zhong Mingxue's words separated all the crowd from the aura.

    Everyone watched Zhong Mingxue support Jing Qingxia and swayed away.

    But it doesn't seem to be in the direction of the infirmary...

    The author has something to say:

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    Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!