Forced to be at the same table with the full-level boss

There are a total of eight tracks in the playground of Fuyang No. [-] Middle School. The contestants are divided into four groups, each group is sorted by performance, and they will participate in the finals later.

As soon as Yao Yu returned to the viewing area of ​​Class [-], he saw a group of people, especially the girls, stretching their necks to look up the track.

There is a so-called disciplinary management in the sports meeting. Those who stand in their positions or leave their positions and run around will have disciplinary points deducted if they are caught, which will affect the hard-earned score points of the athletes. At the moment, everyone is relatively restrained. stretched his neck.

It is estimated that I will stretch my legs in the finals.

When Yao Yu sat down, Ding Yu, an acquaintance, was chatting with the person next to him about the cooperative class, and when he saw him, he immediately shut up.

Yao Yu slapped him on the back as a reminder to lead people to talk about unimportant topics at the cheerleading home court as an irrelevant person.

Ding Yu was actually having an awkward chat with someone, and when he sat down, he asked a question that he had held back for a long time: "Did you apply for six projects???"

"Well, you finally know?"

Ding Yu: "..."

He supported the stool with his hands, and it took him a long time to keep himself from falling: "I found that you and Yi Yi are like birds of a feather."

Yao Yu paused when she took the water: "What do you mean?"

"Didn't he also apply for six events, all of which are running, it's not that birds of a feather flock together. Could it be that you learned from him?"

Yao Yu said angrily, "Why should I learn this from him?"

It was a pure accident to report so much.

Of course, Ding Yu didn't really think that Yao Yu was imitating someone, but when he thought of the past, he couldn't help but feel a little bit emotional: "But this year's exchange students are unlucky to meet Yi Yi."

"Huh?" Yao Yu drank his saliva, feeling that he was forced into a hundred thousand whys: "How to say?"

"You may not know it when you first came," Ding Yu said, "Didn't the school allow exchange students to represent the class? When I was a freshman in high school, the exchange student in the class next door was a very strong black boy. I can only see his afterimage, and he took all the rankings of our sprint event, so angry that other classes didn't have a good National Day holiday."

"Then, no matter how you say it, everyone has some expectations for the exchange students. After all, people who come from some places usually pay attention to sports training, which is different from people like us whose physical education teachers often get sick." Ding Yu laughed, "Didn't you find that most of the exchange students reported running?"

Yao Yu searched in memory, and said seriously: "I didn't find it."

In fact, apart from Yi Yi, he only remembered that Xu Tianrui had applied for the javelin for fun, and he had no memory of what events the others had applied for, let alone people from other classes.

"But I know now." Yao Yu remedied.

Ding Yu: "..."

"Continue." Yao Yu blinked at him.

Ding Yu silently said that it is useless for you to act like a baby to me. After half a second, he said in a low voice, "What else could it be? Isn't it because people abroad are often ridiculed for running slowly? When he went to elementary school outside, all the students in his class were ten years old. The kid who didn't know how to speak, didn't speak properly, and said directly in front of him that he didn't have talent, which made him angry."

"Of course he won't show his anger. I hold it in my heart. I can only judge his anger through actions." Ding Yu touched his chin when he said this. "I heard from Fang Jinghan that she has the habit of running in the morning. Just one day, Yi Yi suddenly asked her to bring him with him, and then he was more active than her. Usually, Fang Jinghan only ran around the block twice, but he dragged him for five laps in the first two days. I don’t know how far he ran every day, because Fang Jinghan died halfway.”

"Not to mention sprinting. People ridicule sprinting because they can't see it, and they don't know how he practiced. Anyway, Fang Jinghan helped him apply for early graduation and contacted the teacher. Only then did I know about the sprinting event in the two-year school sports meeting. He won all the championships, because of this, I was even teased by her once."

Ding Yu gave a "tsk", with a helpless and proud tone, glanced at the field, and concluded: "Just wait and see later, he will definitely get the points."

Before the starting gun fired, Yao Yu suddenly remembered that he still had something to ask Ding Yu, but the gunshot set off a climax in the senior team and drew his attention to the runway.

Yi Yi was divided into the second group. After this round of running, the eight contestants in the second group began to prepare for the runway. He was in the outermost circle. The length visible to the naked eye makes people afraid to breathe.

"I always feel that...running the outer circle is a disadvantage." Yao Yu heard someone say.

From a scientific point of view, the distance of each runway is the same, and there will be no shortage of weight and preference, but there is one difference. When the person on the outermost side passes a bend, he will watch himself being overtaken or even surpassed by the person on the inside. , Too long curves can easily make people feel powerless and affect their mental state.

In other words, no one will be happy to be assigned to heretics.

The members of the seventh class are a little unhappy now, especially their main players who were assigned.

In the first round that just ended, the class that won the first place was still howling, which made the atmosphere of Class [-] stand thin and subtle. Xu Tianrui moved his stool and moved forward a few squares: "Fuck, what's going on?"

"Why does it look like you've lost?" Xu Tianrui's character doesn't allow him to be aggrieved, and he said on the spot when he wanted to say something: "Isn't it just the outermost circle? Isn't Brother Yi calm and composed?"

The eight runners on the runway were in their starting positions. The movement of their palms on the ground made the lines of their hands and legs stand out. Xu Tianrui uttered a loud voice, and the two rows of people who were close to the seventh class also looked in the direction he pointed. go.

On the eighth road, Yi Yi's long legs are particularly eye-catching.

He wore knee-length shorts with his calves tense, and his fingers stuck to the ground to stabilize the balance of his body. Below the waist were all legs, and above the waist was the hem of the clothes that turned up slightly with the movement.

And the boy next to him, who was drenched in sweat before running, could see that he was quite concerned about this road, and his eyes kept meowing backwards.

"See? This is from Class Seven..."

Before Xu Tianrui finished speaking, the starting gun knocked his mouth silent with the echo reverberating on the playground.

A person loses shape as soon as he runs. This "person" not only refers to the running person, but also those in the auditorium.

After Yao Yu heard the eardrum being hit hard, the continuous high-decibel shouting immediately followed.

The method of drawing lots was used to select the groups. It is reasonable that there are so many contestants in one grade, there is no reason for the adjacent classes to be grouped together. However, there is such a coincidence in the world. Among the eight people in the second group, there are two in the eighth class. , there is one in class six, and the rest are from nine, twelve, five, and four.

After these classes shouted in unison, the four words "group of demons dancing wildly" could no longer describe the current scene.

The cheering of each class is very distinctive.

The sixth class next door adopts the method of "many people are powerful". The sports committee leads by shouting the names of the players in their class, and the others follow behind and shout cheers. , Stuffed the eighth group closest to them with a brain bee.

Many people in Class [-] have not recovered from Xu Tianrui's words, and they saw that Yi Yi had rushed to the first corner, and the seven people behind him were rushing faster than the other, and they were about to reach that corner...

Then Yi Yi was over.

……

The brain collectively froze for a moment, and it took about two seconds before I realized it.

Xu Tianrui slapped his thigh hard: "Fuck!"

"Is this a fucking human or a rocket!"

Sixteen or seventeen is an age that is flammable and explosive. When he howled like this, the fuse in class seven ignited instantly, burning his brain nerves.

"Yi Yi! Awesome!"

On the contrary, the sound of the class next to it became quieter because of the unexpected scene on the runway.

After Xu Tianrui stood up, many people rushed to the front row regardless of whether points were deducted or not.

"Yi Yi! Come on!!!" This is the normal type.

"Brother Yi! Number one!!!" This is not suitable for the scene.

A round of 400 meters took only about a minute or so, which made people feel as if it had been as long as half an hour, especially when the second corner was reached, the gap between Yi Yi and Yi Yi shrank back.

When he passed the second bend safely, the distance behind him finally became an unsurpassable distance.

Facts have proved that no matter how thoughtful the flag is, it will only turn into the word "Come on" in the end. Everyone blushed when they watched Yi Yi rush to the finish line for a few seconds.

"Brother Yi!" Xu Tianrui looked as if he wanted to climb over the guardrail and get into the field, Xiong Jiasheng quickly grabbed him down.

The boy with light and shadow crossed the finish line like an arrow, and the teacher pressed the stopwatch at the same time.

Then he raised his right hand.

The No.1 of the second group is in place!

After everyone reached the finish line one by one, everyone realized that there was too much time between the first and second rounds of this round...

This doesn't feel like the 400-meter preliminaries of the ordinary class... It's more like the home performance of the sports class...

"It must be within a minute, right?" Xu Tianrui was still about to move after being pushed back to his seat, "Is Brother Yi okay? Do you want to pick him up? I see that there are clothes and water delivery services in other classes... "

After he finished speaking, he looked at Yao Yu.

Yao Yu met Xu Tianrui's eyes, tightened his fingers holding the plastic bottle, and suddenly realized that his thoughts were actually the same as Xu Tianrui's.

On the runway, Yi Yi half-bent, put his hands on his knees, panted for a while, and walked slowly towards the sidelines.

After the other two groups have finished running and the rankings are determined, the radio will announce the final list and time.

The entire big playground was surrounded by iron fences and temporary guardrails, leaving only two entrances, the senior one viewing area and the senior two viewing area. At this time, the entrance of the senior one was full of people waiting to respond, crowded and responsible for discipline The teacher can only control them not to exceed the scope of the venue.

Yao Yu patted Xu Tianrui on the shoulder: "Let's go."

"Hey wait for me!" Xu Tianrui shouted.

Yao Yu is not the kind of person who can go crazy when he has an atmosphere. He used to be on the podium of an international competition without any disturbances in his heart. Will the 400m preliminary race?

But at this moment, he couldn't control his hands and feet, his chest was hot, and he just wanted to rush to someone immediately.

Yi Yi looked over the bustling crowd and fixed on the boy who was trying to run towards the entrance.

Yao Yu ran so fast that Xu Tianrui couldn't even catch up with him.

The memory goes back to a certain day eight years ago, when emotions seemed to have been stripped from his body, and someone stretched out his hand to him.

It's the one who came to pick him up.