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"...Come here, sign up and participate actively! Don't be shy! Don't be timid! The stage is as big as your heart!"

Li Wenrui stood on the podium and yelled like a street performer, but his business was not doing well, and his voice was almost screaming splits, and no one dared to answer him.

Xi Yan came back from the guard room after receiving the courier. As soon as he entered the classroom door, he saw the pitiful look of his deskmate, so he immediately stepped forward to praise him: "What's the matter?"

"Xi Baba! Where have you been?!" Li Wenrui almost burst into tears when he saw Xi Yan, "It's when the class needs you!"

Xi Yan was stunned for a moment, glanced at the list in Li Wenrui's hand, and asked later, "...the sports meeting?"

"Isn't it?" Li Wenrui quickly got off the podium and dragged Xi Yan to his seat, "Come on, let's sit down and talk!"

This is no ordinary sports meeting.

Although there will be a school sports meeting held in the school in mid-November every year, but in Xi Yan's freshman year of high school, it happened to be the joint sports meeting of the three schools and seven districts every four years.

The joint sports meeting is full of momentum, the kind that can make the news in this city, and it is very lively every time it is held.

The so-called three schools and seven districts are actually three key first-class middle schools in the city and their branch schools: No. [-], No. [-] and No. [-] middle schools:

One middle school, one middle school experiment.

Three Middle Schools, Three Middle East Districts, and Three Central West Districts.

Fifth middle school, fifth middle school Mingde.

——The public schools with the highest scores in the city over the years are all here, and the joint sports meeting is always more festive than the three schools and seven districts.

Every joint sports meeting is held in the city gymnasium. It is a key cultural and sports event for middle school students that has been registered by the city and even the provincial education bureau.

There is even an unattainable multi-sports record circulating in the rivers and lakes, covering various sports.

In the school sports meeting, everyone represents the class to participate in the competition. The joint sports meeting is different. It can be said to represent the school in the competition, which is of great significance.

Li Wenrui cried: "It's important! No one dares to sign up rashly. This registration form has been in vain since Mr. Jiang sent it to me! Xi Baba, only you can save me, the poor sports committee member." Already!"

Regarding the school's honor, everyone's registration is not as casual as in the school sports meeting. After all, no one dares to go to the joint sports meeting to make up for their numbers.

What's more, even if you sign up, you can't go directly to the competition, and the school has to screen it internally.

The joint sports meeting will start next week, and all three physical education classes this week will be arranged to select sports talents of all grades.For those who signed up for the same event in the class, the physical education teacher will record the results, and then compare them horizontally in grades to select the best ones, and finally go to the joint sports meeting to participate in the competition.

When the memory came back, Xi Yan remembered the incident, and immediately said generously: "Tell me, how can I save it?"

Li Wenrui handed over the registration form and pen respectfully: "Just pick a place you like and write your name on it, and I can live!"

With a wave of his hand, Xi Yan scribbled all the places where his name could be written.

Li Wenrui was moved on the spot: "Wow, Xi Baba, what's so special about this piece of paper? You like it so much... But the schedules of many projects on it are conflicting. Why don't you focus on screening? Let's leave it to others. Chance?"

Xi Yan took a closer look, and it was true—he took an eraser and erased the names next to the high jump, long jump, rope skipping, and shot put, leaving only the long-distance race and the relay race.

Then he thought about it, and conveniently filled in the four names of Liu Zhao and the others into the form, selling teammates very readily.

Li Wenrui took the form and saw that the projects that had attracted much attention had now been settled, and his heart suddenly surged, and he looked for a place to fill in his name.

Many onlookers were also infected by Xi Yan's pride:

"Sports Committee, why don't you count me as one of them."

"And me, report for a sprint."

"Me too, why don't you skip rope? I don't see anyone..."

Lu Yaoyao and Chen Xing both signed up with dignity.

Li Wenrui, who thought he was going to hand in blank papers to his physical education teacher and Jiang Shui, looked at the full registration form in his hand with tears in his eyes, and suddenly conceived the lofty ambition of taking the first place in the group of Class Nine.

After Xi Yan built up his momentum, he asked casually: "Three schools and seven districts... Which school is the most powerful?"

Li Wenrui squeezed his chin: "According to my inquiries, it should be the Three Middle East Regions—they send sports talents to play every year!"

Xi Yan pondered for a while: "Three Middle East..."

the other end.

Different from the strict class style of Class [-], the style of the students in Class [-] probably followed Gao Chengliu's style, a bit bold and artistic. All of them were so motivated that they filled up the registration form early without any shouting from their class sports committee.

In the end, the sports committee moved up to Zhong Qin: "Well, Brother Zhong, why don't you choose your favorite sports to make up for yourself?"

Zhong Qin glanced at it: "I don't like it."

"..." The sports committee's mind was full of Zhong Qin's heroic appearance when he ran the relay race before, and he said unrelentingly, "Then choose what you are good at!"

Zhong Qin didn't pay much attention to this registration form, which had almost no bad skills, and just said casually: "Which policemen, you can read and write as you like."

The sports committee felt the favor of the boss on the spot, and the excitement was beyond words, and even felt that they had won the group's first prize.

Just when the sports committee had already compiled the acceptance speech in his mind, Zhong Qin suddenly added a sentence with some seriousness: "I can't sit and bend forward, my ligaments are not good, and my grades are negative."

The little chicken from the sports committee pecked at the rice, and he was obedient to the boss and had a dog-legged attitude: "I understand, my legs are too long! I completely understand!"

Yang Ziyang took the opportunity to joke and said, "What do you understand? Do you have the burden of having long legs? This is the trouble that me and Brother Zhong can only feel with negative arrays, okay?"

The sports commissioner turned his head and glared at Yang Ziyang: "You lose because your stomach is stuck in your leg!"

Yang Ziyang: "..."

At this time, Gao Chengliu suddenly swayed behind the sports committee, poked his head and looked at the registration form in his hand, showing a quite satisfied expression, and then Gao Chengliu, in front of Zhong Qin himself, began to "revenge private revenge". Instructions: "Sprint, 50 meters, write it down for him! Relay race! Write it down for him too! Just the 4x200 grade event! Yes, yes, yes!"

The sports committee wrote like a clerk: "Oh oh oh! Received!"

Gao Chengliu hadn't finished instructing: "High jump! Write it down! Such a tall person can't jump without jumping. You see, some students who are not as tall as the pole have signed up. Those who have inherent advantages are not active. a little!"

Sports Committee: "Oh! Received!"

Zhong Qin, who was clearly arranged, was silent for a while, and decided to drag his tablemate into the water: "Yang Ziyang is also tall."

Yang Ziyang withdrew from Zhong Qin's camp on the spot, and said decisively: "My stomach is stuck in my leg!"

After Gao Chengliu left, Zhong Qin was finally able to take the registration form from the sports committee and have a look.

After roughly reading it, Zhong Qin erased his own name written on the long-distance running column - he still used the eraser that he walked away in the face of Gao Chengliu's wrath.

The sports commissioner looked sad: "Hey...why did you wipe it..."

"..." Zhong Qin was helpless, "While running long distance and jumping high, why don't you come and show me?"

The sports committee choked for a moment: "Uh, thinking of that scene, my stomach seems to start to get stuck in my legs... Sigh, it's such a pity that there is only one Brother Zhong in the class!"

Yang Ziyang tasted the words: "Why do I feel that your words are superficially flattering, but in fact you think Brother Zhong hasn't been squeezed hard enough?"

Zhong Qin thought blankly, Xi Yan probably was in the mood he was in now when he said "evil capitalism".

Friday.

The last class in the afternoon is a class meeting for the whole grade. The physical education teacher has already greeted the head teachers of each class in advance, and asked the athletes who are shortlisted to register for the competition to use the time of the class meeting to gather on the playground and test their results.

Xi Yan did not train with Zhong Qin during the previous military training, and he always felt a little regretful.

Now it can be said that if you want to eat ice, you will have hailstones. He finally has the opportunity to stand with Zhong Qin on the red runway beside the green field.

Zhong Qin heard that Xi Xiaogou next to him was humming an unknown tune—either it was impromptu or the tune left to his grandma's house, as if he was in a good mood.

Zhong Qin didn't know what he was talking about, but he naturally twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

The leader of the sports group held a writing board with a list of events in one hand, and pointed a few times in mid-air with a pen in the other hand, and said, "Is the final candidates for all kinds of events in our senior group here? Let me count the number of people." Come on, stand on the 50-meter side, 400-meter side, women's [-] meters, men's [-] meters, high jump, long jump, shot put, move quickly—”

The crowd moved quickly and began to line up according to the requirements. Only the two people in the middle were still facing the leader of the sports team in a daze, standing motionless on the spot.

The sports team leader frowned: "What are you two doing, move!"

Xi Yan blinked: "Teacher, we don't know where to stand."

The sports team leader frowned even tighter: "I didn't make it clear or you two didn't listen carefully? Come on, what did you report?"

Xi Yan replied honestly: "Fifty..."

Time was running out, and the sports team leader started running with a half-half: "The far left of fifty..."

Xi Yan picked up the voice: "Four hundred..."

The sports team leader choked.

Xi Yan continued: "A thousand...and a relay race."

Sports team leader: "..."

Then I really don’t know where to stand—the sports team leader remembered that there were two students on the list who had signed up for many sports. All track events have passed, and the results are very good. As long as the number of entries is within the limit, it is indeed possible to participate in multiple events.

The sports team leader looked at the registration form, and said to Zhong Qin: "Are you another all-rounder?"

"..." Zhong Qin said euphemistically, "Fifty, four hundred, high jump, and relay."

The mood of the sports team leader was a bit complicated at once. On the one hand, a little hope was ignited, and on the other hand, he was a little worried-this was the most exhausting "casting nets everywhere, focusing on catching fish" he had seen.

But fortunately, the four events happen to be divided into two days evenly, and both are in the morning and afternoon, so the registration does not exceed the limit of the human body for the time being, nor does it reach the upper limit of the registration items.

The sports team leader thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Then you two should stand here for a while."

So Xi Yan and Zhong Qin didn't move any more, they continued to stand side by side in the middle of the crowd, and under the admiring eyes, they became the most beautiful two cubs on the green ground without embarrassment.

The sports team leader touched the whistle and hung up: "For all track events, gather on the track—"

Zhong Qin raised his feet and walked on the runway.

"For other field events, go to the equipment room to find Mr. Li—"

Zhong Qin: "..."

Zhong Qin silently retracted the leg that had just taken a step.

The sports team leader slapped his forehead: "I forgot about you again, hey, it's mainly because I haven't met the students who signed up for the track and field competitions together for a long time... In this way, you come with me, run first, and if you don't have time for the high jump, you will be unlucky first. Just report a grade—did you skip it before? What was the grade?"

Zhong Qin shook his head first, then paused, and asked, "Is dancing counted?"

He was able to stand here largely because he was caught by the head teacher. As for the high jump, there was definitely no formal training except for jumping and playing in junior high school physical education class.

The sports team leader looked up at his height, and asked tentatively, "Then based on your experience in jumping and playing, can you challenge 1.6 meters?"

Zhong Qin recalled it for a while and said: "It should be fine within the height."

The corner of the sports team leader's mouth twitched at an angle visible to the naked eye. He really didn't know where the little student's confidence came from: "Don't talk big, high jump doesn't mean you can jump high if you grow tall. The technical essentials are in it! If you are inexperienced, hurry up and try jumping later..."

Zhong Qin didn't say much, just hummed.

After half a class, the throwing field events have entered the test under the leadership of Mr. Li in the equipment room, and the track events have been grouped and tested quickly.

Xi Yanda opened his school uniform jacket, half of the collar had already slumped towards his shoulders. After crossing the finish line, he rushed towards Zhong Qin who was waiting on the side without stopping. open.

Xi Yan was ignorant, stretched out one arm and hung it around Zhong Qin's neck carelessly, leaning over with most of his weight, fanning the wind with the other hand while panting: "After running [-] and running [-]... ...run four hundred and run one thousand... laps and laps, call me the small top of Wuzhong! I'm exhausted! Zhong Qin... help me to see if there are circles in my eyes... I'm going to faint La……"

Zhong Qin, who ran 1000 meters less than him, looked like he had never exercised. He was very decent, and he didn't sweat even a drop.

His strength to support Xi Yan was very steady, but he turned his head away for some reason, and could barely miss Xi Yan's breath against his ear: "Don't look at it. Do it yourself."

Xi Yan curled his lips and said aggrievedly: "...you are such a scumbag."

The sports team leader has recorded the results and plans to report the results to the joint sports meeting next week as the registration results.

Then he looked at the time and beckoned to Zhong Qin and several others: "Come on, there are still ten minutes left, high jumpers, come and try."

Xi Yan's eyes lit up immediately.

Zhong Qin patted Xi Yan's arm to signal him to let go, but Xi Yan was not happy and hugged him even tighter, so Zhong Qin had no choice but to "carry" Xi Yan, who loves to join in the fun, to the high jump venue.

Several students who wanted to jump high were lined up, and Zhong Qin stood in the first place according to the teacher's request.

The thick army green sponge cushion was laid out, and the sports team leader was holding the crossbar in his hand, and was about to put it on the ruler stand, when he suddenly remembered Zhong Qin's arrogant sentence "anything within the height is fine".

The head of the sports team raised the crossbar in his hand and joked casually: "You jump a height for me first?"

Zhong Qin still had no psychological burden under the crowd watching and countless curious scrutiny, just nodded slightly.

Xi Yan knew that Zhong Qin didn't mean anything other than "I'll dance if you ask me", but the head of the sports team felt that Zhong Qin was a little crazy.

The head of the physical education group thought that the enthusiasm of the students should not be too discouraged, but the young students are indeed a bit crazy, so they still need to be whipped to let the young students know that there are difficulties!You can't just talk about beautiful words casually!

So after several considerations, the crossbar was finally placed at a position of 1.7 meters - let alone jumping over it, its position even looks as high as the top of some students' heads!

Zhong Qin took off his school uniform jacket amidst the rustling sounds of guesswork around him, and stuffed it into the arms of Xi Yan, who was poking around and full of curiosity.

Xi Yan was caught off guard by the pleasant smell of washing powder, and before he could be taken aback for a moment, the sharp whistle blew instantly!

Zhong Qin roughly estimated the height, leaned slightly, and then took a run-up—jump—!

The young man jumped up, turned around in the air, and stayed in the air for a short moment. His shoulders, waistline, and slender legs drew an extremely smooth and beautiful arc in midair.

Zhong Qin felt the fleeting weightlessness, and there was a bang in his ears, and his back hit the soft thick cushion.

The scenery changed, and the last piece of dazzling sky light fell into his eyes, causing him to narrow his eyes slightly.

Zhong Qin turned his eyes from the skylight and saw Xi Yan running towards him with his clothes in his arms.

The sports team leader's eyes widened half a centimeter, and he leaned forward to look carefully at the scale on the ruler frame - it was indeed 1.7 meters!

Hey, this back style is really neat and neat!

Look at the crossbar again... The crossbar that I thought would fall to the ground is still on the shelf at this moment, motionless!

Xi Yan rushed towards Zhong Qin in the midst of applause one after another, then smiled and knelt on one knee on the outside of the cushion, stretched out his hand and pulled Zhong Qin up: "Why are you still lying down... Damn, let me give you Yes, why is Zhong Qin so powerful!"

Xi Yan's brilliant smile flashed in front of Zhong Qin's eyes again.

He let Xi Yan pull his wrist, let Xi Yan's body temperature soak him, and he was dragged back to more than two months ago in a trance—at the end of the impromptu relay race, Xi Yan jumped onto his back. that moment.

This person has always been so bright and charming.

Zhong Qin didn't speak, stretched out his hand to flick Xi Yan's forehead, and smiled for a short time—maybe just twitched the corners of his mouth—but Xi Yan was suddenly moved by his smile.