Homecoming of Rebirth

In the end, Zhan Xiaotian could only comfort himself, and even cheered up his classmates, "It's okay, whoever cries for love, it's not me who asked them to join in, as long as our class stays at the top!"

Zhan Xiaotian still has confidence in this point. The eighth class is all animals. Except for 100 meters, 200 meters and long jump, which are absolutely dominated by Wang Dong, in other events, someone in his class can rank first, at least they can compete for the top three .

Absolutely stable.

What are you afraid of?If you don't die as a fellow Taoist, you're done.

This is indeed the case. In the 400-meter preliminaries, Zhan Xiaotian easily reached the final.

Under the cheers and cheers of the boys and girls in the eighth class, Zhan Xiaotian crossed the line with a lead of more than 20 meters and easily won the first place.

The second is from Class [-], and the third is Qi Xuefeng from Class [-], and this is already number two in Class [-], so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Looking at the other seven finalists, none of them could play, and Zhan Xiaotian returned to his class like a hero.

Sitting on the table, he took the wet towel from the girl, and proudly asked the students around him, "How does this thing keep score?"

Classmates, "The top three have individual rewards, and the top eight points are recorded in the collective score. The first 8 points, the second 7 points, and so on, the eighth 1 point. The group project doubles, the first class set 16 points, the second 2 points."

"Oh." Zhan Xiaotian understood, "That is to say, our class now has eight points?"

"Correct!"

"Class 6 is only [-] points now, right?"

Classmate, "No, Class 9 scored [-]."

puff! !Zhan Xiaotian sprayed, and stared at his eyes, "Where did you get the 9 points?"

Classmate, "That's right! I'm watching their class. Qi Xuefeng is third with 6 points; Zhou Zhizhou is seventh with 2 points; and Hao Tong is the last one with 1 point!"

Zhan Xiaotian: "..." Something feels wrong.

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boom! !There was another gunshot, and the girls in the first year of high school started the 400-meter run.

Zhan Xiaotian's thoughts were instantly overwhelmed by Zhentian cheering.

Zhan Xiaotian stared, and saw Yang Xiao, Zhao Xuetong, and Cheng Lele from Class [-] shooting out with six big white legs like a streamer.

Although it's not the fastest, it's definitely the most conspicuous, just Yang Xiao's two big white legs, which make people dazzled.

In the end, the ninth class was first, and the eighth class was second.

Yang Xiao was 5th in class 6, Zhao Xuetong was 7th, and Cheng Lele was 8th. This was because a girl who had the ability to compete for the top four accidentally fell down in class [-], and it was a pity that she was [-]th.

Zhan Xiaotian: "..." Something feels wrong.

The less sensible classmate next to him said, "Now our class and Class Nine have 15 points and are tied for second place. Class Fourteen has 18 points and is first!"

"Fuck!" Zhan Xiaotian wanted to scold her, what's the matter?

But he never thought that this is the same as academic performance. In the school year rankings, except for Xu Xiaoqian, Qi Lei and Zhou Zhizhou have entered the top five, and the rest of Class [-] can't even enter the top fifty.

However, Haohu can't hold back a pack of wolves. As I said before, the upper limit of class [-] may not be high, but the lower limit is very high.

These grandchildren are based on the spirit, almost... um.

In fact, if Wang Dong, who was the bottom one in class [-], was placed in another class, he might be able to come out of the bottom ten.

It's the same thing about the sports meeting.

Wang Dong may be the only top student in Class [-], and the rest, apart from Wu Ning and Qi Lei in the ultra-distance running, it is difficult for the others to enter the top four in other events.

But, you can't hold them serious!

For example, in the 400 meters, there are only two people registered in the eighth class, and the other one is still hopeful to enter the final, but it is not sure.The rest didn't even bother to make up the numbers.

And unfortunately, only Zhan Xiaotian entered the finals alone.

Although he can take the first place, there are so many people in Class [-]!

There are only eight people in the finals of a project, and they are desperate. Not only are they fully registered, but they all made it to the finals.

How can this be played?

However, Zhan Xiaotian is still comforting himself, this is only temporary, the [-]th class of this project just happens to have some strength, and it will be fine later!

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In fact, it does.

In the morning competition, apart from the 400-meter final, Class 8 took the long jump. Wang Dong scored [-] points, and the rest had no achievements.

Such as shot put and high jump, it is really hard to find anyone.

Near noon, Classes [-], [-], and [-] caught up.

The total score of class 26 is still the first: [-] points.

The second is the eighth class: 25 points.

Class 23 and Class [-]: [-] points.

Zhan Xiaotian cheered up their livestock like he was pumping chicken blood, "I'll kill them this afternoon, give me a bloodbath!!"

As a result, the first race in the afternoon was 800 meters for men and women.

On the girl's side, Class [-] really doesn't have much strength, so Xu Xiaoqian got into it.

Holding back his breath, he ran eighth and scored 1 point.

Originally there was only Qi Lei in the men's group, and there were two others to make up for it.But Wu Ning insisted, and Fang Bing also wanted to.

Originally Qi Lei didn't really want Wu Ning to come, "Can it work?"

Wu Xiaojian said calmly, "It's fine."

He will have another 1500 meters in the afternoon and another 5000 meters tomorrow. The task is quite heavy.

"However, the two of us have to think of a way!" Looking at a figure not far away, "We have to get him down."

"This way!" Wu Xiaojian came up with an idea, "My stamina is not as good as yours. You save some strength and hit 5000 tomorrow. This afternoon, I will rush to do nothing!"

Qi Lei, "OK!"

He also looked at the figure in the distance, this is a formidable enemy!

He and Wu Xiaojian didn't think of a way, but they couldn't beat this grandson.

Tang Xiaoyi over there...

"Ah! Who the hell is talking about me?"

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For long-distance running, regardless of the 5000 meters, the 800 meters and 1500 meters are actually just a matter of pace. Most people can persevere, depending on whether they can allocate their physical strength reasonably.

Just like 800 meters, if you don't care about it, running crazy is one speed, press your limit, and save your energy for 1500 meters and tomorrow's 5000 meters, it's another speed.

A player who can run is very relaxed and not slow.But if you run around blindly, you will suffer.

When you come up, you rush, exhaust your energy, and you are finished after one lap, and the rest is full of suffering, and you feel like you will never reach the end.

The stamina of the three younger brothers has been cultivated since childhood, and the three fathers can be called brutal.

There is a low mountain in the north of Shangbei City. Every morning, the three fathers ride their bicycles to ride their sons.

They were riding in front, chatting, and the wind was blowing, which was beautiful.The three little brothers in the back are as tired as bastards.

From the beginning of primary school, one back and forth every day.

Until junior high school, the three fathers couldn't move anymore... Well, the three brothers ran faster and faster, from the three of them chasing behind at the beginning, to the three fathers chasing behind.

He is also getting older, and his physical strength is not as good as before. Seeing that he is about to die, Wu Lianshan waved his hand, "It's almost done, just have a good physique, and I won't let you become the next Wang Junxia!"

In general, the three brothers have almost no rivals in long-distance running because of their training since childhood.

When they were in elementary school, the three of them had also been on the school team, representing the primary school.The cross-country race held every spring is basically the top three.

It stands to reason that although he didn't run often after middle school, the young people's physical strength is still abundant, and they always play football, and they are always in state.

But even so, Wu Xiaojian and Qi Lei didn't dare to say that they won the first place.

After all, Tang Yi is still in class seven!

Moreover, among the three brothers, Tang Yi not only has the best physical strength, but also the best speed and endurance.

Under normal circumstances, Qi Lei and Wu Ning cannot beat Tang Yi.

There is no preliminaries for the 800 meters, and all contestants start with the same gun, and bending is allowed.

Before starting to run, Tang Yi deliberately came over, "Fuck! I seem to have caught a cold."

Then he didn't take it seriously, and the thief said: "I won't let you guys, I'm the only one in my class who has the hope of being the first!"

Class [-] is really miserable, and it is currently ranked third from the bottom in terms of points.

Regarding this, Wu Xiaojian and Qi Lei looked at each other and smiled, "Then you take the first place, we both save our energy!"

Tang Yi was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

Wu Xiaojian was extremely contemptuous, "Why don't you say that you don't have a brain? Why are there still 1500 and 5000 in the back, you go for it, we will let you take the first place!"

When Tang Xiaoyi thought about it, he was right. If he exhausted his physical strength, what would happen next?

"Then let's put it away!"

He had already figured it out, whatever speed these two are, he will be whatever speed, wait for the last half lap, anyway, the two of them can't compete with Lao Tzu.

As a result, as soon as the gun was fired, Tang Xiaoyi felt a shadow beside him shoot out as if running a hundred meters.

Glaring, it was Wu Ning! !

"Fuck! Don't you put it away? What are you doing?"

Just about to speed up to chase, Qi Lei said from the side, "He doesn't run 1500 and 5000, so why not fight?"

"Crack! Then he said to preserve his strength!?"

Tang Xiaoyi cursed, but he didn't speed up after all.

"Let you go back!"

Following Qi Lei to find the rhythm at a constant speed, the speed gradually increased, leaving the large army behind.

As for Wu Xiaojian, this guy is half a circle ahead, it's not worthwhile to chase him.

Give it to him first, what can I do?

The runway of the No. 330 Middle School is 800 meters, and the [-] meters is about two and a half laps. It is not short or long.

With the last half of a lap left, Tang Yi began to speed up slowly. First, Wu Xiaojian took it, and second, he was still sure. After all, Qi Lei was the worst among the three brothers.

However, Tang Xiaoyi was careless again. He just started to adjust his breathing and speed up his pace, when Qi Lei suddenly bent down and lowered his center of gravity, which was a sign of rapid acceleration.

"Eh, eh!?"

Tang Yi was going crazy, "I won't play with you like this!!"

Now I can't see that these two grandsons are plotting against him.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

There is not much difference between Qi Lei and him, if he steals the speed, it will be difficult to chase after him.

In the end, I could only... Amidst the loud cheers from class [-] and the regretful sighs from class [-], I hated the third one.

At the finish line, Tang Xiaoyi leaned on his knees and panted heavily, wanting to cry!

"Old coins! Are you two still human?"

Wu Ning and Qi Lei also leaned on their knees, giggling wickedly.

At this time, Xu Xiaoqian, Yang Xiao and the others hopped to the finish line to pick them up.

Seeing that the unlucky Tang Yi still didn't forget to make up the knife, Yang Xiao said, "Look what happened, thank you!"

Those from class seven who came to pick up people were stunned, "Thank you? Crazy, you don't know how to release water, do you?"

"I'll let you go!"

Tang Yi was so aggrieved that he pointed at Qi Lei and Wu Ning, "You two are waiting, see you in 1500!"