Every time the national flag was raised on Mondays when he was a student, Xiao Yuwei looked at Cheng Yue, one of the student representatives, standing on the podium, who was thin but straight in posture, and always silently comforted himself: "It's okay, it's okay, I just have short legs, so I can't catch up for the time being..."
Later, when Xiao Yuwei was struggling to catch up with Cheng Yue, he saw Cheng Yue and another girl walking side by side. The weather was very good, the sun was bright and dazzling, and Xiao Yuwei was so embarrassed that he couldn't hide even if he wanted to step back.
At that moment, Xiao Yuwei really wished that he had a time machine, so that he could slowly turn back time, and the surrounding scenery and people would move backwards, back to the starting point, like a movie.
"In this way, I can definitely convince myself at that time not to participate in the competition. You will be disqualified. If you run again, you will be in last place..."
Purpose: A record of a girl's thoughts