Good brother, your design is broken

The contestants arrived one after another, put on their vests and stood at the starting point. The ones who received the vests from class 12 were tall boys with dark skin and bulging calf muscles. They didn't look like ordinary science students.

"This specification..." Hou Sijie was stunned for a moment, then realized in an instant, "He must be a fucking sports student!"

"Damn, it must be Ma Qingyu looking for foreign aid!" Sun Xiaopang, who maintained a gentle image in front of the goddess, couldn't help but swear, his nostrils turned outwards in anger.

He Bai pushed his glasses, gave a "tsk", and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

With the appearance of the sports student, everyone's heart felt "thud", the expression became solemn visibly to the naked eye, and some bad things came to their hearts.

Chi Yang is new here, he didn't understand and asked: "Who is Ma Qingyu?"

"..."

The crowd was silent.

In the second year of Beijing High School, there are still people who don't know about Ma Qingyu's evil deeds!

Wang every pushes away the person in front: "Let's make room, I'll give the school grass popular science!"

Compared with other classes, the grievances between Ma Qingyu and Class 8 can be traced back to the distant first year of high school. Ma Qingyu used to be a member of Class 8, and within two days after the start of school, he called the big brother in the class and engaged in bullying. Using family background to suppress people, the left one is "Grandpa School Manager", and the right one is "Uncle Director".

One day, Ma Qingyu forced his deskmate to help him with his homework as usual. The deskmate who had been oppressed for half a month finally broke out in silence. A bunch of alarmist words made my deskmate cry.

Looking at his sobbing deskmate, he was triumphant: "I want you to write to me, do you hear me? Otherwise, you will be more attractive."

At this moment, Ling Lang, who was resting with his eyes closed in the corner of the back row, opened his eyes, got up and walked over, took his homework from behind him, tore it to pieces, and the pieces flew up.

Confetti fell like snowflakes. The arrogant Mr. Ma didn't have time to react at all. He was stunned for a long time in the dead silence before he opened his mouth: "You, how dare you..."

Ling Lang said lightly: "You disturbed me."

Later, both of them were called to the office by Lao Liu, and later, Ma Qingyu was transferred, and Ling Lang became a legendary existence because of this.

Originally, the festivities between Class 8 and Ma Qingyu should have ended here, but after Ma Qingyu arrived in the new class, not only did he fail to learn how to be a good person, but he also refreshed the bottom line of high school students' cognition-competition.

In order to ensure fairness and fun, in Beijing High School, sports students can only participate in the fun sports meeting in the first half of the semester, while in the track and field games, sports students generally serve as referees or logistics roles, and cannot participate in competitions, otherwise they will be crushed.

Up to now, Ma Qingyu has participated in a total of three sports meetings, all of which are different sports, and each game has invited sports students from other schools as foreign aid. His goal is very clear, that is, for a No.1 honorary certificate.He also used to speak arrogantly in the circle of friends, calling this thing collecting stamps.

Since the first sports meeting, Ma Qingyu's match-fixing has become a well-known secret to everyone in the grade, but he brags about his family background all day long. The rumors are so outrageous that his family can decide a student to study in Beijing High School for three years. status.There are also conspiracy theories, saying that the reason why Director Ma targeted Ling Lang was that Ma Qingyu's family took special "care" of them, after all, they are all surnamed Ma.

In the final analysis, they are just a group of teenagers with a heart full of justice, lacking the strength and courage to stand up and stand up, so no one has dared to expose him so far, and they can only pray that they will not collide with him.But I have to say that this feeling of having more than enough heart and not enough energy makes people very angry.

The sports student's foreign aid registered the false information, walked up to Ling Lang to do stretching, the movement was so big that he bumped into Ling Lang, and did not apologize.

Ling Lang frowned and moved a little to the side.

Outside the track, Xue Jie frowned delicately: "Brother Lang has never participated in a sports meeting before, so he must not know about it!"

As the number one activist who encouraged Ling Lang to participate in the competition, Qin Ye was also very anxious. He scratched his head: "What should I do? How about I remind Brother Lang?"

Ye Lingling nodded: "Tell him about it."

"I agree."

"It's good to let him have a mental preparation, this is too disgusting."

Others chimed in.

With everyone's unanimous approval, Qin Ye was about to go over when someone grabbed his shoulder from behind.

"do not go."

Qin Ye turned his head, and it was Chi Yang who stopped him.

Chi Yang smiled, and looked at Ling Lang who was seriously doing stretching exercises on the track.

"Let him finish first, trust him."

Chi Yang's voice was not loud, but it was convincing.

After hearing this, Qin Ye nodded involuntarily.

The physical education teacher led the contestants to finish the pre-competition exercises. Ling Lang took a last look at the auditorium, and there were many parents.

But Guan Yan still didn't come.

Ling Lang shook his head, forcing out the lingering thoughts.

The referee raised the starting gun: "Ready——"

Gunshots sounded.

After the first lap of 400 meters, the emotions of the onlookers are still in a stable stage. After all, the first 400 meters cannot be opened.

When passing by Chi Yang and the others, Ling Lang's breath was as well-proportioned as before, with "calmness" written all over his face, but he kept his position in the middle of the team, and there was no explosive point in his speed.

A classmate in Class 8 timidly called his name by the track, but he followed the sound and didn't see who it was.

During the second lap, something to watch appeared. The players wrapped up in a ball began to gradually pull into strips, with a half-circle distance between the beginning and the end, and Ling Lang still maintained his original position.

The runners who ran in front of him were quite uneasy at first. After all, no one had seen the level of the number one man in the north of the city in the field of long-distance running, but seeing his mediocre speed, they all relaxed their vigilance.

What's more, Ling Lang was still wearing the vest of class 8. This number represented the "black hole class in the sports meeting", which made him lose a lot in terms of momentum.

But at the back, they were gradually exhausted and slowed down, and finally discovered the horror——

Ling Lang didn't change the speed all the way.

Long-distance running is not only about endurance and speed, but also psychological tactics. Many people who rushed to the front at the beginning will face the double collapse of physical strength and psychological defense in the end, and others will catch up from behind.

After three laps of 1.2 kilometers, the gap on the field was completely drawn out, and some people even fell behind by more than half a lap.

On the penultimate lap, Ling Lang suddenly started to speed up when no one expected it, his long legs approached the shadows, and he caught up to the No.1 sports student in a short time.

At the moment of surpassing, there was an uproar in the audience.

"It's too much, Brother Lang is too much!!"

"Fuck, I'm not dreaming!"

"Come on! Take the first place!!"

A huge commotion broke out among the onlookers in Class 8. The students who had already lost hope recovered from the shock and began to shout Ling Lang's name at the top of their voices.

Even the girls in other classes cheered Ling Lang unsteadily when they saw this handsome scene.

Being overtaken by someone who came out of nowhere, the dark face of the sports student's foreign aid was flushed, and his long-distance running skills are not bad. Logically speaking, no one of these weak cultural students in Beigao should be able to outrun him. right.

All this was beyond his expectation.

His dignity was severely hit, and the sportsman's breathing became disordered, and he was suddenly thrown by Ling Lang by a distance of two meters, which continued to increase.

Half of the cheering cheers off the field were for Ling Lang.

Ling Lang, who was far ahead, didn't take the threat behind him to heart. He still squinted his eyes slightly, maintaining the original rhythm, letting the strong wind blow his cheeks and messing up his hair, with a calm expression as if he was no longer on the field, as if The eagle with spread wings is lonely and calm.

But at this moment, the accident happened.

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