Go back to the year of the high school entrance examination

"Water, Ji Shi, don't forget the water!"

Ji Shi walked down the stairs along the crowd, the squad leader called his name behind his back, turned his head, a bottle of mineral water slammed at him, Ji Shi caught it steadily, his speed slowed down, Zeng Tairan and Gu Lei and his teammate behind him Ren Zihang leaned over and hooked Ji Shi's shoulder: "Why are you running so fast?"

"Can you eat oranges?" Gu Lei handed over an orange.

Ji Shi shook his head, and took out the pockets of his school uniform trousers with both hands. There was an orange on the left and another orange on the right, and there were still some in his jacket. It didn't matter if the school uniform was too big, and the pockets were too big.

"Every day is oranges."

The oranges are bought with the class fee, they are cheap, the unit price is only one or two yuan, and they are convenient to carry. In Ji Shi’s memory, the sports meeting in the three years of high school was full of mineral water and oranges, and the gathering places of a class were all orange peels.

Zeng Tairan brought another bag of snacks and stuffed it into his schoolbag, and they went home directly after the school sports meeting for day students, all of them with their bags.

The people on the playground were scattered, their class came very early, the old donkey would not restrict the students too much here, just now they passed by the gate of class 24, and the head teacher was still on the podium to explain the precautions and the like, He never let people go down.

"It's Teacher Yan."

"Teachers who teach politics like to make long speeches. It's terrible."

Hearing what they said, Ji Shi finally had an impression of the middle-aged male teacher on the podium. It seemed to be his political teacher in the first year of high school. At that time, the other party was quite talkative, and the lectures were particularly boring.

However, the lectures of the political teachers in Z are quite boring, unlike the history teachers who occasionally tell jokes, their history teachers in the first year of senior high school taught 30 minutes of wild history and 10 minutes of wild history, and the progress was much slower than other classes. , Later, his parents complained to the principal, and he restrained himself a little.

The order of class 11 in the science class is almost exactly in the middle, but they can't sit in the middle of the rostrum, but they won't be in the corner. The seats next to the rostrum are usually allocated to two intensive classes, class 1 and class 2. .

"Our class is here." The position of each class has been taped. Their class is on the right side of the rostrum, and there are seats for classes 8 and 13 on the side. Athletes have to enter the field when the game starts, so Ji Shi and they were all arranged to be close to the walking position.

There was a lot of noise on the rostrum, and the broadcasting room was probably already auditioning the sound, and there was a "hissing" sound from time to time, which made people's ears uncomfortable.

Ji Shi deeply suspected that no matter what era it was in, the audio equipment in the school was of the same low quality.

"Hey, Zeng Tairan, people from Class 21 are here!"

Hearing someone calling his name, Zeng Tairan's face flushed red: "Why are you calling me? It's none of my business if they come in!"

"Oh~ Is it really none of your business?"

Zeng Tairan elbowed the shady guy.

Everyone in their class basically knew that a girl in Class 21 was Zeng Tairan's rumored girlfriend. They didn't know if they talked about it or not, but the relationship between the two has always been good. Tai Ran still stayed in the science class.

For them, the school sports meeting is also an opportunity to meet famous people in the school. Many people still remember their names when they were in high school, but they have forgotten all about them after graduation.

"It's Zhao Feifan and Kong Shupei!"

Ji Shi finally remembered that there were two school grassroots in their grade, one was in the intensive class, tall, thin and fair-skinned, who would be the idol who would be very popular among girls in the future, and the other was in the normal class of science, dark and black, Ji Shiyi At first, he couldn't understand why the other party was rated as the school grass, until he saw the popular Ding Zhen on TV in the future.

It is probably the appearance of that series.

"Zhou Lingyu! Look at the beauty!"

Ji Shi remembered again, their school also has school beauties, forgive him for forgetting all the school beauties after graduation, blame him for not being a school beaut when he was in school, and not impressing anyone impression.

When people's development is not good, it is difficult to recall the campus life back then.

It’s been almost 10 years since I graduated from high school. Their class has organized gatherings and created a group. To join a group, you must first write about where you are developing. Some of them are in the bank, some are in the system, and some are studying at home and abroad. , Ji Shi wrote his own information at the beginning, but within a few days he silently quit the group chat.

"Tie your shoelaces and don't loosen them. It will be hot when you run later. Drink some water first." The squad leader gave Ji Shi and the others a bottle of Red Bull. This is the treatment only athletes have. High school sports In fact, there is no technical content in the meeting, but the logistics are still in place. Not long after Ji Shi and the others sat down, all the members of the class knew that they were going to participate in the competition and cheered for them.

"Let's work hard and make it to the finals, shall we?"

"I think it's a bit difficult." Gu Lei thought about it, "Zeng Tairan and Ren Zihang's speed is considered fast, Ji Shi and I are slower, can we catch up with those scuds?"

"And we don't have too much baton practice." Ji Shi stood up, "Why don't you go down and move around first?"

The game hasn't started yet, but it's okay for the players to warm up on the field, but they should pay attention to it when warming up, because the shot put competition is also on the playground, and if they don't pay attention, something might hit them.

Ji Shi squatted down and tightened the shoelaces again.

There were also players from other classes warming up on the playground. Everyone seemed to be in a good mood, and there was no sense of nervousness about going to the game. After all, it is a rare opportunity to participate in the school sports meeting after the third year of high school.

Ji Shi was the second player, and Ren Zihang was the first player. He and Zeng Tairan walked faster and were in charge of the head and tail.

Zeng Tairan had a lot of friends in school, when they were warming up, several contestants from other classes came over to say hello to them.

The squad leader and the physics class representative were on the sidelines to time them. Their class was still the one with the least number of people coming down. In other classes, some people were responsible for delivering towels, some were responsible for delivering water, and there were even people who specially shouted for cheer.

Ji Shi stood on the runway and looked up. The old donkey had already entered the stands, so the atmosphere in their class was a bit solemn, and a group of people kept winking at them.

It was the first time that Ji Shi hadn't participated in a sports meeting in his entire high school.

"Run calmly when the time comes, it doesn't matter if you don't get results." Zeng Tairan patted Ji Shi on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous."

"I do not have."

The time for the 4*100 relay race is quite early. They will take over the baton after practicing, and the referee will whistle and ask them to sign in. According to the number of classes in the third year of high school, there should be more than 20 teams participating in the relay race, but they actually signed up. There are only 19 teams. Some classes are really not enough, and some people take on two or three events by themselves, but there are also some classes that no one signs up.

Ji Shi took off his school uniform jacket, revealing the short-sleeved T-shirt inside. It is naturally a bit cold to wear short-sleeved this season, but the temperature has not yet dropped below freezing, and it will heat up after running for a while.

The competition is divided into three groups of 6 teams. The last group has 7 teams. They will run in the second group during Jishi. The referee will time them on the side. The top 8 teams in speed will advance to the final.

"Dear students, the 4*100 relay race is about to begin!"

"Jing Le, Lu Leilei, Yun Chengkai and Ma Wei, the relay team of Class 7 of the third year of high school, all the students cheer for you!"

"Grade 19 Class [-] is the strongest, you are the best!"

Ji Shi: "...They really come here? There shouldn't be any in our class!"

"No one in our class will write this, it's embarrassing to death, please don't."

As soon as Zeng Tairan finished speaking, he heard the sound of the broadcast, and the next moment, Ji Shi heard his name——

"Student Yao Meng from Class 11 of the third year of high school contributed the manuscript, classmate Ji Shi, and the young eagle spread its wings..."

Ji Shi: "..."

He couldn't help cursing a plant.

"When will the 800 meters come?"

"tomorrow morning."

Ji Shi thought to himself, he must think of a line of at least 200 words tonight, and he must let the whole school hear Yao Meng's name clearly.

Are you afraid that he doesn't know?They actually added the words Yao Meng's contribution, huh.

When the competition officially started, the playground finally became quieter, and the broadcasting room didn't want to disturb the players' competition.

As soon as the referee blew the starting gun, a row of people rushed out like flying. Class 1 was No. 3 in this group, and their speed was indeed faster than the other classes. As soon as the first bat started, they were separated from their opponents by a certain distance. gap.

"Their speed is fast enough." Zeng Tairan rubbed his chin, "But the fastest in their group is not one, but four. Last year he participated in the 100 meters and ran first in the whole grade."

The fastest runners in each group are basically four runners, but if the gap between the first three runners is too large, no matter how fast the fourth runner runs, it will be difficult to close the gap.

"The second group is ready."

The referee waved them off.

Ji Shi and the others stood up according to their respective times. They were assigned to No. 6 in this group, and next to them was a boy from Class 2. He had a little impression of this boy, as if he was the boy who walked with Yao Meng in the last monthly exam.

Ji Shi exhaled, and shook off the messy thoughts in his mind. As soon as the starting gun fired, the great Ren Zihang ran at top speed. Among the four of them, Ren Zihang's speed was second only to Zeng Tairan. None of the teams had much advantage, the 11nd squad next to Ji Shi had already arrived, and Ren Zihang only appeared in Ji Shi's field of vision.

Ji Shi started to speed up slowly, and when Ren Zihang sprinted towards him at the fastest speed, the two of them shouted "Go" in unison, and he jumped out immediately.

"Ji Shi come on, Ji Shi Chong!"

"Ji Shi come on!"

Ji Shi was on the outermost runway, and the route he was running happened to pass by the stands. Although he didn't deliberately look at it, he could still see many people in his class standing up to cheer him on. There were also people running after him.

Ji Shi gritted his teeth, feeling his heart beating faster, but he still tried his best to speed up.

He was [-]% sure that he had never run so fast since his rebirth, and he definitely hadn't run so fast in the previous few training sessions.

It's still very different to actually race on the track with your opponents around you.

Before that, Ji Shi had always had a very indifferent attitude towards the school sports meeting, and he would participate if he was asked to participate, but he never thought that he must run for a good ranking, or that he must rush hard.

But today, in this short 100 meters, Ji Shi really tried his best.

He could clearly feel the wind blowing by his ears, bringing extremely strong resistance, and he could also see Gu Lei waiting for him at the end of his vision.

Run, run, run... Just before his legs softened, Ji Shi used the remaining strength to yell out the word "connect".