Sheng Wang put on a pergola with his hands and squinted his eyes to look at the starting point.

The sun in early autumn is not as dazzling as midsummer, high and far, and the air is filled with the fresh smell of turf from the football field. He saw Gao Tianyang bent down at the starting point, and the teacher raised the starting gun further away.

The moment the gunshot was heard, Jiang Tian beside him suddenly said, "Are you going to bet?"

He rarely took the initiative, Sheng Wang was a little surprised: "We two teams together this time, did you forget?"

Jiang Tian said: "So bet."

Sheng Wang asked: "What are you betting on?"

"Can you bet first?"

"bet?"

Jiang Tian frowned and thought for a while, and said, "I didn't think it through."

Sheng Wang tweeted and said, "How can you bet?"

Gao Tianyang ran all the way in the distance, galloping like the wind. Shengwang watched him throw the athletes from the other 11 classes behind him, and then handed the stick to Song Sirui. The cheers of Class A came across the grassland, and his blood was boiling.

Gao Tianyang walked towards him with sweat, and Sheng Wang waved to him.

Just when he thought the bet was nothing, Jiang Tian suddenly withdrew his gaze from a distance, looked at him and said, "Why don't you call me brother?"
Chapter completed!