Chapter 209: Make the main knife (1/2)
The next day.
Ling Ran got up early to run along the stadium's plastic track in the morning.
He didn't have the habit of running in the morning, but it was Fuyuan Stadium that made Ling Ran a little interested.
Fuyuan Gymnasium is a standard track and field stadium. The oval plastic track is straight and uniform. The middle field is patchwork, the lines are neat and clear, and basically conform to Ling Ran's aesthetics.
The morning run itself also brought a good feeling to Ling Ran. Using the simplest three-step, one-call, three-step, one-suction strategy made Ling Ran able to maintain a constant speed for a long time, and running at a constant speed was the coolest feeling for Ling Ran The place.
Don't explode, or endless endurance running, that is, quiet stride, quiet legs, quiet running, until you can't run.
Of course, it is not accurate to say that it is quiet.
There are always girls and boys running around, and many people can chat and chat while running or chatting.
On the fourth lap, Ling Ran stopped with sweat, and several girls who ran together also stopped. More girls waved to Ling Ran with a smile, and continued to run. The circle is just an appetizer.
Ling Ran gasped softly, drank half a bottle of water in one breath, and when he wanted to pick it up, he had another piece of mineral water delivered to him.
”Oh, thank you very much.” Ling Ran recognized the opposite Huiman Mountain, nodded and smiled, and took over the water, and put it beside him, with a sense of complacency.
Of course, if the number of times the girls donated water was counted, Ling Ran's counter would overflow.
Hui Manshan was very happy to see Ling Ran recognize himself.
Hui Manshan has never seen a handsome man like Ling Ran in reality. The age is similar to myself. Hui Manshan came back home before, and when she dreamed at night, she would dream of Ling Ran, so she went to the Fuyuan Gymnasium to exercise. Otherwise, she should have gone to the swimming pool today if she had the schedule.
Thinking of this, Hui Manshan said, ”Ling Ran, can you swim? Swimming is actually better than running.”
Hui Manshan said, raising his head confidently.
Swimming is the sport that is most conducive to shaping. Swimmers have to choose a type with a taller figure and longer hands and feet. Huiman Mountain has been practicing swimming for several years, with a long and tall figure. In the swimming team, she always said that she just wanted to train well and didn't want to fall in love too early.
Now, Hui Manshan sees his heart very clearly: the members of the swimming team are too long ... normal.
Ling Ran opened another bottle of water, replenished with a small mouth, and said, ”I can breaststroke ... but I rarely swim.”
Hui Manshan hurriedly asked, ”Why? You don't like swimming?”
”I don't like swimming pools.” Ling Ran answered solemnly.
Although intellectually speaking, he knows that the degree of cleanliness can be guaranteed with the disinfection of the swimming pool in place, but human psychology is not always so rational.
Hui Manshan regrets: ”Why don't you like the swimming pool?”
”The swimming pool is so dirty now, I heard that there are still people pregnant in the swimming pool.” Another girl found an opportunity and spoke aggressively.
Hui Manshan gave the other person a dismissive glance: ”You can believe such rumors.”
”Anyway, the swimming pool is dirty enough ...” The talking woman grew pure, sharp chin and big eyes. I didn't know how long I had carefully put on makeup, and I was not happy when I saw water.
Huiman Mountain thought about it very seriously and said, ”We can make an appointment on Monday. The swimming pool on Monday will be changed.”
She said so, without waiting for Ling Ran to react, the next few girls became nervous.
Ling Ran shook her head in regret: ”I should have surgery on Monday.”
”Well, are you a doctor? A surgeon?” It was the first time a girl saw Ling Ran today. Hearing that he was a doctor, the whole person was about to shine.
Ling Ran nodded and said, ”I'm here to study.”
”Study? Are you going back?”