"I seem...it seems...it's...it's bad for my stomach." Ou Ye even spoke very hard, and the veins on the side of his face were all twisted.

"What should I do? Otherwise, I'll find someone to take care of you?" Fang Duo said anxiously.

"No, I'm going to run away." Ou Ye's lips were bitten by him, and it seemed like a long worm in his stomach was shaking his flesh and drilling into his intestines.

"You don't even have the energy to speak now, so why do you run away? If you really get sick, something will happen." Fang Duo turned his head and looked at everyone, saying without hesitation, "Who can replace Ou Ye?"

Class 7 was silent for a moment. It was not that no one could make a fuss for Ou Ye, but it was at this critical moment. Everyone needed some time to prepare mentally.

What's more, the last kick was Zhao Biao. No one has the confidence to win this most critical battle.

Wait a minute, there is still half a circle before the third stick comes over. What if someone stands up first.

"Hiss--" Ou Ye's eyes turned black and he knelt on the ground with half his knee.

"Ou Ye! Ou Ye!" Fang Duo grabbed half of his arm and shouted anxiously, unable to pull it up.

"Give it to me." At this time, a clear spirit sounded, and a figure appeared in front of the half-kneel Ou Ye in a flash.

Sheng Yang is not a nosy person, but she was thinking about it. Since Ou Ye called her "Dad", she had to take some responsibility for this son.

"No, no! How can you ask you to come? You are a girl!" Fang Duo said.

Sheng Yang directly grabbed the baton from Ou Ye, who was already powerless, and then calmly said with a light command, "Let me find two people to send Ou Ye to the infirmary."

At the same time, the first group also found something wrong and began to discuss it.

"Hey? What the hell is Class 7 doing?"

"I saw them just now change people."

"It's so laughing. A girl actually changed into a boy's relay race, but it's still a transfer student who is not very good in their class."

"I know what their class is going to do. Anyway, they always have to lose. There are excuses in this way. Girls must not be able to beat boys."

"Haha, Class 7 is really good at making tricks and making the first place in cleverness."

On the field, Sheng Yang raised his cold eyebrows and looked back.

The third rod of Class 7 was rushing towards this side with his breasts. He lowered his head and rushed forward with his hard work. His face and neck were all red, but he could only barely chase him to the level with Class 1.

He has a mission and has not set aside any distance for Ou Ye. It seems that he can only send all his hopes to Ou Ye.

"Ou Ye, give it-"

After handing the third stick, I panted, my cheeks became sore, and my throat hurt, as if I couldn't even get up in one breath.

Someone handed over a glass of water, but he didn't have time to look at it. He drank it and looked up again. The hazy and slender back looked like Ou Ye no matter how he looked.

After looking closer, it turned out to be a girl, and a sip of water he almost squirted out.

Zhao Biao had a light face and ran ahead with a head start, completely eased.

It is more than enough to deal with Ou Ye, not to mention that they temporarily changed people and changed to a girl, but Sheng Yang was still the same one.

He felt uncomfortable when he remembered what she said just now and that expression.

At this time, a breeze swept by his side.

Zhao Biao looked ahead calmly, his eyes filled with a hole.

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Chapter completed!