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As the private high school with the best conditions in North City, Hengyang Middle School built a large-scale gymnasium.

It is oval in shape, the ceiling is a grid structure, the internal space is open, and the facilities are complete.

In the southeast corner is the swimming pool, and in the clockwise direction are tennis, volleyball, shooting and high jump.

The push-up event Fu Chengbei Road Wangyuan participated in is in the large gymnasium in the northwest corner.

During the competition, many students gathered in each venue of the gymnasium.

There are actually outdoor games like tennis and volleyball, but those are only for daily practice and entertainment, and the actual competition is still held in the gymnasium.

This can reduce the impact of environmental factors, and the photos taken will look more professional, which will help recruit students next year.

In the huge gymnasium.

The whistle of the referee echoed everywhere, and the shouts of the onlookers came one after another.

The volleyball court even has a group of cheerleaders made up of boys beating gongs and drums to cheer for the girls representing the class.

As soon as Song Buyan came in with Shen Bai, he was shocked by the lively atmosphere inside.

This is really not inferior to the track and field on the playground, and the temperature inside is suitable, which is much more comfortable than the class area where the cold wind is raging in the stands.

There were too many students gathered inside, Shen Bai was afraid that Song Buyan would be lost, so he tugged on the sleeve of his school uniform, and while walking through the crowd, he said loudly:

"Let's go to the gym first, Brother Bei and the others are about to compete, if it's too late, it's too late."

Song Buyan followed Shen Bai step by step, nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, I can do it."

But his voice was too low, and before it reached Shen Bo's ears, he was drowned in the surrounding hustle and bustle.

The two walked across the entire stadium and took about ten minutes to reach the gym.

In addition to the 10-minute one-handed push-ups, there are also fitness equipment competitions such as pull-ups, so more students gather here.

Shen Bosong did not say that it took a lot of effort to squeeze into the push-up competition field.

In fact, the reason why this block is so crowded is that there is another reason besides the intensive projects.

Fu Chengbei and Lu Wangyuan are here.

As the leaders of Hengyang's IQ and appearance, they have captured the hearts of many Omega and even Beta.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there were no two of them here today, the number of students watching would definitely be reduced by half.

After all, the outcome of ball games is more exciting than the boring gym.

Ding-dong-

"Students Lu Wangyuan and Fu Chengbei from Class 10, Grade [-] who participated in the [-]-minute one-handed push-up event of the Alpha group, please stop warming up and get in position immediately. The competition will begin immediately."

"Ah, it's started, it's started!"

"Turn on the camera!"

The onlookers began to erupt.

They were the only ones doing the push-ups.

It's a bit shabby.

I still remember that last year's competitors stood in two rows, and after being killed by Lu Wangyuan with his abnormal strength, they were unwilling to take the humiliation this year.

Except for Fu Chengbei, who was fighting for his breath.

On the spacious open space on the west side of the gym.

Fu Chengbei Lu Wangyuan and Wang Yuan both wore the same black vests. The muscles on their arms were smooth and perfect, especially the deltoid muscles, which made their shoulders straight and spacious.

The two are very similar in stature, even about the same height.But if you look closely, you can still see a difference.

Compared to Fu Chengbei, Lu Wangyuan has wider shoulders, thicker back, and firmer muscles.

Fu Chengbei wins in terms of stronger coordination and more muscular shape.

Shen Bai has already begun to predict: "It's hard to say this time. Brother Yuan seems to have a good chance of winning, but his right hand is injured, so he can only use his left hand. Brother Bei has been practicing desperately recently, maybe he can really win."

Qi Yi Liran and the others are still participating in competitions in other venues, and they are not here.

Shen Bo couldn't keep his mouth shut, so he discussed with Song Buyan beside him.

Song Buyan finished listening in a daze. He didn't know much about it, so he just nodded in agreement: "Well, it seems so."

Shen Bai laughed when he heard this, and suggested: "Why don't we make a bet, whoever thinks they will win, and whoever loses will treat the other party to a meal."

"bet?"

Song Buyan was a little embarrassed, looking at the two equally well-matched boys in the center of the venue, he wavered in his mind: "Who do you choose?"

Shen Bai did not hesitate: "Brother Bei, even if he has a big chance of losing, I will prevent him from winning."

Song Buyan was puzzled: "Why?"

Shen Bai smiled: "The relationship is strong, so who do you choose? If you choose Brother Bei, I can change to Brother Yuan."

Song Buyan shook his head: "It's okay, I don't need to, then I'll choose the way to look far away."

Shen Bo: "Okay, the loser must invite you to dinner."

Song Buyan pursed his lips and nodded.

A group of enthusiastic audiences around were already ready, and there was only two people left to compete.

But after waiting for a long time, they didn't see them start, and they even chatted together in the public.

Fu Chengbei frowned: "Did you hear what I just said?"

Lu Wangyuan nodded: "I know."

Fu Chengbei asked: "Know what?"

Lu Wangyuan smiled lowly, and repeated Fu Chengbei's explanation: "You can't be brave, I'd rather lose than make the injury on my wrist worse."

This is a one-handed push-up competition. Lu Wangyuan's right hand injury is still not healed, so he can only do it with his left hand.

But even so, in the process of pressing down and lifting the body, the right hand still exerts some force.

Fu Chengbei was afraid that Lu Wangyuan would aggravate his injury and even cause irreversible damage in order to win, so he repeatedly asked him not to work too hard.

Having said that, from childhood to adulthood, no matter what Lu Wangyuan's attitude was, Fu Chengbei always regarded himself as an elder brother anyway.

So even if you are tit-for-tat on weekdays, when you encounter serious matters, you will still look at them from the perspective of your family.

Fu Chengbei finally moved his arm: "Just don't be messy."

"Well, but..."

Lu Wangyuan said with a half-smile, "You can't release the water, let me, a disabled person?"

Fu Chengbei raised his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his lips: "Isn't it Alpha? Besides, are you willing to let me go?"

Lu Wangyuan smiled and said nothing.

Fu Chengbei understood him, so he wouldn't let him.

He also understands Fu Chengbei, so he will do his best.

"Hey, two classmates, how can you compare? What are you talking about privately?"

The teacher who was acting as a referee at the side couldn't stand it anymore, so he reminded him.

The onlookers were curious.

"Who heard that, what did the male god just say?"

"It's not very clear, but it seems to say that we should kiss each other after the game."

"...Ah? Are you sure?!"

"Nine times out of ten."

Shen Bo: "..."

Song Buyan: "..."

This rumor is too rampant.

It's purely subjective, I must have visited the forum a lot.

Hearing the referee's urging, Fu Chengbei immediately smiled, gestured OK, and said loudly, "It's time to start."

As soon as the words fell, the two of them bent their knees at the same time, supported their bodies with one hand, and put the other hand behind their waists, ready for the preparatory action.

At the same time, counting personnel are in place.

Everything is ready, the referee announced:

"The 10-minute one-handed push-up event of the Alpha group is about to start. Please prepare for Lu Wangyuan, Fu Chengbei and above. The countdown is 3, 2, 1, start!"

In an instant, there were screams everywhere.

Some called Lu Wangyuan, and some called Fu Chengbei. The two groups were evenly matched, and no one would give way to the other.

It's just that at the end of the shouting, the forces of the two sides somehow tended to gradually merge with each other.

until it evolves into a final uniformity—

"Wang, North, come on!"

"Wang, North, come on!"

"Wang, North, come on!"

Fu Chengbei, who was desperately supporting himself: "..."

Can this group of people seriously work hard!

What the hell is Wang Bei!

The author has something to say: Lu Wangyuan: Good shout, keep going, don't stop.smiling.jpg