i have a traveling frog

Chapter 65 Strength is a Good Thing

There are four tug-of-war venues, and each grade crosses them for comparison, so that they can rest at intervals.

First the first grade, after one round, the second grade, after the second grade, it was the turn of Su Wenran's class.

Everyone in the first class of the third year looked eager to fight, while the second class of the third year was dejected, as if they were going to the execution ground.

"Let's cheer up, no matter we win or lose, we can't lose, you know."

With Tong Zijie's encouragement, the momentum of the students improved slightly.

Walking into the arena, the monitors of the two classes shook hands on behalf of the whole class, and the monitor of the first class of the third year smiled, obviously not paying attention to the second class of the third year.

Zhu Zhiming was the heaviest. He pulled last, and the others stood cross-legged. When the referee asked them to hold the rope, they grabbed the rope and held it tightly in their hands.

Two lime lines were drawn in the center of the rope, about five meters in length. The tug-of-war competition between the second class of the third year and the first class of the third year began with the whistle of the referee teacher.

Su Wenran only felt that the Manila hemp rope in his hand suddenly collapsed and tightened. He wanted to push back, but a huge force came from the other end of the rope, and the hemp rope in his hand rubbed against his palms so that his palms hurt.

I only heard a few girls yelling first, probably letting go, and then the strength at the other end of the rope became even stronger, barely a breath, and the second class of the third year was pulled into chaos. A girl let go, and Su Wenran and the other boys were pulled down by the huge force at the end of the rope.

"咇~!!!"

The whistle sounds, the game is over!
The second class of the third year lost the game in less than five seconds.

"Is everyone okay?" Tong Zijie stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's just a sore hand."

"Hands hurt, they are so powerful."

The few girls who let go earlier hurriedly showed their red palms, expressing that they let go because their hands really hurt.

"Well, it will be better to wear gloves next time. If it really doesn't work, let go, and let go slowly, otherwise the power will change suddenly, not only our classmates will be unable to stand up, but the other classmates will also be in danger. It doesn't matter if you win or lose, you can't get hurt "Tong Zijie handed the gloves to the two girls and instructed.

The people in class one of three years were not too happy either, obviously they felt that winning was too easy and there was nothing to be happy about.

"I've told you Teacher Tong a long time ago that we will remove a few students from our class. Your teacher won't listen. I feel distressed seeing what these children have done to me." Li Jun walked up and said sarcastic remarks.

It was obviously because their class pulled too hard that the palms of the two girls were red. Although it was not wrong to do this in the competition, but Li Jun said it, it seemed that it was not Tong Zijie's fault.

Su Wenran has always regarded Tong Zijie as her elder sister, and after hearing what Li Jun said, she couldn't sit still.

"Mr. Li, our class doesn't need you to let us down. We will definitely win if we meet next time!" Su Wenran said to Li Jun.

Li Jun couldn't help laughing, thinking that you are about to be eliminated. This is your senior year again, and you will definitely not be able to meet them next time. You can say whatever you want.

Li Jun shrugged with a smile and left.

Li Jun didn't say anything, but everyone obviously knew what he was thinking from his appearance.

Su Wenran didn't care about the outcome of the tug-of-war, but Li Jun's attitude towards Tong Zijie made him very unhappy.

The second round is about to start, if they lose again, it will be difficult to qualify for the group stage.

Su Wenran remembered that he still had the bobo brand spinach that Brother Bao'er brought from "Popeye" in his mobile phone, and it showed on it that it increased his strength.

Su Wenran went to the classroom when no one was paying attention. At this time, there was no one in the classroom. He took out his mobile phone and took out the Bobo brand spinach in the gift. Without paying too much attention, Su Wenran opened the can, took a few bites, and went to Rushed back to the playground.

When running halfway, Su Wenran noticed that his body had changed. Almost instantly, his body was full of strength, and even the muscles in his legs became much stronger, allowing him to run fast.

The second game has already entered, Su Wenran went up and stood in the same position as before.

"咇~!!!"

When the first whistle sounded, Su Wenran took a deep breath and fell backwards forcefully, only to fall to the ground with his ass.

On the opposite side, the students in Class [-] of the third year were in a mess just like before in their own class, and some of them fell to the ground.

Won?

"咇~!!!"

The finishing whistle sounded.

That's how I won!

Everyone was dumbfounded. Looking at their hands that hadn't had time to use their strength, they thought it was amazing.

"we won!"

Su Wenran stood up, patted his buttocks, secretly surprised, isn't the strength of the spinach rising too much?

Su Wenran felt that he had twenty or thirty times his usual strength.

It was as if two classes with similar numbers were in a tug-of-war, and suddenly twenty or thirty Su Wenran rushed out and pulled hard to one side, wouldn't the students over there lose immediately?

Even Tong Zijie was dumbfounded. She ran to the referee and talked for a while before returning happily.

"We won one game, not bad."

Su Wenran could tell that although Tong Zijie said winning or losing was not important, she still wanted to win.

I have received so much favor from her, this time, the last school sports meeting in three years, I will fight for Tong Zijie once.

In this way, many years later, Tong Zijie recalled that the three years of teaching herself were all hard work.

It's time for her to enjoy the feeling of glory too.

The third game was against Class [-] of the third year. Su Wenran stood up. He knew that if he used his full strength, it would be too easy to win, and it should not be too obvious, so he only used half of his strength.

However, even with only half the strength, Class Two of the third year still won Class Seven.

The reason is nothing more than the fact that the students in the second class of the third year saw how easy they won just now, and their momentum greatly increased. With the three armies working hard, the gap between the two classes was originally small, and with Su Wenran's strength, winning was not difficult.

"咇~!!!"

The second class of the third year made another victory, the second in the group, and even advanced!

For the first time in three years, the second class of the third year was no longer at the bottom, and the students cheered excitedly.

Only Su Wenran was quieter. He looked at his classmates quietly, and he was naturally in a good mood, especially after seeing Tong Zijie's happy smiling face, Su Wenran felt very satisfied.

Su Wenran hid quietly among his classmates, keeping his face silent. He was enjoying the mood of this moment, but he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

I always feel like... someone is watching me.

Su Wenran frowned slightly. He didn't know why he had such a sixth sense, but it felt very real, as if he was being watched by someone!

After walking around in the crowd for several times and passing through layers of people, Su Wenran finally discovered that there was an old man staring at him at the other end of the playground!

(End of this chapter)