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They don't know whether they are crazy or not, anyway, neither of them can publicize such remarks that shake the morale of the army.

Ah, comrades, I have some good news for you. Half of the No. [-] Middle School has scored [-] points, and our competition pressure is even greater-isn't this due to draw?

After the meeting, there will be a long jump, probably afraid of affecting Jian Cong's mood, Lu Yanxue comforted him and said, "Just after the exam, it's not that easy to get a result. In the past, there was a saying in No. [-] Middle School that no one in the whole grade of No. [-] Middle School failed... "

Jian Cong turned his head and stared at him, "Do you think you speak like a human?".

"Spoken words." Lu Yanxue quickly made a gesture to shut up.

Jian Cong jumped twice on the spot, and said, "Actually, it's okay to know, people like us." Jian Cong stretched out his hand and drew a big circle around him, "It takes a little pressure to run."

Lu Yanxue grabbed his hand and pointed at himself, "The same goes for us."

Jian Cong grabbed his hand, walked forward, and said, "Your kind is different from ours? Which kind do you belong to?"

"We belong to the god of learning, and you belong to the master of learning. The god of learning and the master of learning are a natural pair."

"Damn." Jian Cong was startled by him and turned to look at him.The stadium was full of people, and Lu Yanxue's voice was also suppressed, and the half of the place was staring at them.

In the past, Lu Yanxue would not have dared to yell like that when he was suffocated, no, he didn’t even dare to think about it, but it’s different in No. [-] Middle School. Colorful, don't worry that you will become a strange color in a piece of pure color fabric, which will attract strange attention.

The long jump is still drawing lines, and the fun tug-of-war competition begins first.There were twenty students in each class, and Jian Cong and Lu Yanxue were watching from the sidelines.Although it was a fun competition, Jian Cong didn't see the fun anyway.

A large group of flowers from the motherland pulled a rope with ferocious faces, and their bodies collapsed as if they were drinking and pulsating, and they could be inclined at an angle of 45°.

In the first knockout match of the physics experiment class, I met a liberal arts class. The liberal arts group of children, women, and men are not polite, and they usually look weak and weak. Going to the tug-of-war is like playing chicken blood. Shout louder, but compared to the brute force of the liberal arts class, the experimental class is a little smarter. The cheerleaders shouted "one or two". After being dragged back, a group of men and women in the same class were exhausted. They gave a thumbs up to the opposite liberal arts class and shouted: "Respect, you are a man."

Jian Cong laughed out loud, and then felt that the fun competition was a bit interesting.

There was also a competition for the teachers' group next door. Zeng Hui'an was big and hung at the end of the team as a weight. Anyway, he was very happy, and when he saw Jian Cong and Lu Yan learn, he jumped up and said hello.

In fact, after the competition in class one, they all came over to cheer for the head teacher.It was fairer than the competition in the student group, at least in the teacher group, the number and size of men and women on both sides were about the same, and it was a desperate fight at the beginning.

The students seemed more anxious than the teacher. Experimental class [-] shouted to Teacher Zeng's group, "Teacher, let's call one or two. When it's two, you press back!"

Then he shouted, "One—two—" I don't know if someone loosened their strength a little. When they shouted, the glued red rope was pulled back a little, but shouted two one and pulled it back again. The onlookers were so anxious that they could not wait to go to the field to pull.Teacher Zeng's group quickly found some sense, followed the slogan of "one, two, one, two" and dragged all the teachers and students on the opposite side. The referee held the red rope and held the small red flag and whistled at Teacher Zeng's side. All of a sudden, the experimental class jumped up happily.

"Your class is amazing." Someone gave Zeng Hui'an a thumbs up, and Zeng Hui'an smiled heartily.

After a while, Zeng Huian called the physics class representative over.Jian Cong and Lu Yanxue said: "I have an ominous premonition."

Sure enough, he saw the class representative and the old class running back in a daze after talking.

"The old class said that everyone should come back from the holiday and submit an analysis of the strength of the tug-of-war competition." The class representative said.

"What force analysis?"

"The analysis of the strength of the tug-of-war competition seems to say so." The class representative scratched his head.

Jian Cong sighed, "That old man is very bad, and he has no good ideas when he rolls his eyes." Jian Cong took Lu Yan to learn for a while, and said, "Xue Shen, give everyone a head start?"

A bunch of people turned their Jiji eyes to Lu Yanxue.

Lu Yanxue thought for a while, and said, "Start with the three concepts of positive pressure, friction and torque, and then analyze the situation of victory and defeat."

A bunch of people nodded pretending to be enlightened.

Lu Yanxue looked at the time, didn't bother to analyze it, patted Jian Cong and said, "Let's go, the long jump is about to start."

I don't know how lucky Jian Cong is, the first one to draw number one.However, the standing long jump is similar to the physical test. After getting ready, Jian Cong jumped out after two hops on the spot, looking very relaxed. The referee shouted: "[-] meters."

Not particularly ideal, there are still two chances. Jian Cong walked back, jumped on his toes twice, and then jumped out with bent legs. Mi seven.

There was also the last jump. Jian Cong twisted his ankle when he walked back, then kicked off the ground, bent his body, stretched his legs, and when he landed, his heels first touched the ground, which was very stable. Lu Yanxue heaved a sigh of relief.

"Two meters eighty-five!" The referee shouted.

Jian Cong's legs were a little numb, and when he walked out of the field, he could still feel the soles of his feet throbbing.

"Great." Lu Yanxue rushed over from the sidelines and gave him a hug.

Jian Cong jumped quite far in the first jump, and the people behind were a little bit stressed.The second player wanted to run up, but was stopped by the referee. Only then did he realize that he was jumping in the standing long jump.

"Brother Cong!" Jian Cong was still watching from the sidelines, but was jumped by the death of the person behind him, and almost fell on the field.This sound, without turning around, he knew it was the grandson of Gongsun Bo.

"I just asked your monitor to find out that you are doing the long jump. Did you jump? Did you jump?"

"I jumped." Lu Yanxue said with a smile, "The first one is [-] meters."

"Brother Cong is [-] meters tall, handsome!" Gongsun Bo yelled, and jumped off his back before Jian Cong threw him out.

Jian Cong turned around and pointed at him, "Damn it, my lungs are going to be blown out by you."

Gongsun Bo patted his shoulder with his backhand, "Come on, jump, brother will follow you."

"My partner is still here, you're looking for a cigarette." Jian Cong climbed to Lu Yanxue.

Lu Yanxue laughed.

Gongsun Bo stared for a long time, he was too lazy to talk to these two dog abusers, he took out a small notebook from his pocket, and went towards the staff.

"He is..." Lu Yanxue was a little surprised.

"The school reporter team, you can't see it." Jian Cong smiled, "Why are hundreds of female donkeys screaming in the middle of the night, why condoms are repeatedly hacked at the commissary, and why are girls' dormitory panties frequently stolen? Is it the loss of morality or human nature? distortion!"

Lu Yanxue heard Gongsun Bo asking the staff like a dog in the distance: "Why did the school change from the quick long jump to the standing long jump this year?"

"Because there were several fall and sprain accidents in the long jump in the past few years, with the approval of the school leaders..."

"Let's go." Jian Cong patted Lu Yanxue on the shoulder, "Find a place to sit."

The author has something to say:

Maybe I have to hang on the subject that I thought was the least likely to pass, and I underestimated the enemy.Did you go well with the exam? ⊙▽⊙