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"The following is the men's 800m event, please go to the inspection office for inspection."

"Master, it's your 800m. We'll wait for you at the starting point." Ji Chi stood up and said to Chaoyang, "Don't forget the number book, 114, connect with me, if you are destined to be the first."

"Xueba, don't be nervous. We will wait for you at the starting point." Su Zhe said, and Song Yusheng nodded beside him.

"Chaoyang! Don't dawdle!" Xu Linlin's loud voice came from not far away again, and Chaoyang had no choice but to walk over at a faster pace.

He's actually not nervous at all, because he's always had a talent for long-distance running, it's just a secret.

In the final analysis, it was just because he didn’t want to participate in the sports meeting, nor did he want to participate in various sports activities, but why he wanted to participate inexplicably this year, maybe he really wanted to run with him at first, but later he couldn’t bear it, but he also felt that it was too easy to let Ji Chi go up.Therefore, Chaoyang changed his project without telling him.

"Chao (chao) Yang?"

"Ancestor, can you stop chatting and do more practical things? I have called your number 114 so many times, and the radio is looking for you. You are good..." Xu Linlin came out full of bitterness.

"Chao (zhao) Yang?" Only then did Chaoyang notice someone calling him, he turned around, a boy in school uniform, wearing a pair of glasses, very good-looking, looking at him with a smile on his face , but gave him a very familiar feeling.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I don't know whether you read Zhao or Chao, it seems that you read Zhao.!" The boy smiled to himself after speaking.

Xu Linlin blushed suddenly, and said, "Chaoyang, I may...not be able to accompany you in the inspection." After speaking, she ran away.

In other words, this was the first time Chaoyang felt that Xu Linlin ran like a girl, and it was also the first time he heard Xu Linlin talk like a girl.

Chaoyang suddenly understood something and laughed out loud.

After he reacted, he found that the boy had been staring at him.

"It's been rumored that the top student in class seven has good grades and good looks... It seems that I didn't participate in this sports meeting for nothing." The boy covered his lips and smiled, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Fang Wenqing, and I'm from class eight, grade one. , I will join you in the 800-meter final."

Chaoyang smiled when he heard the name, and then said: "It's an honor to participate in the 800-meter final with you."

"Why are you so polite?" Fang Wenqing's eyes always fell on him vaguely, which made him a little restrained.

Chaoyang didn't answer Fang Wenqing's question. He moved his gaze to another place, and he could still feel the scorching gaze, which became more and more familiar to him.

Fortunately, the inspection was over, and they followed the referee to the 800-meter starting point.

Although Fang Wenqing kept trying to strike up a conversation, Chaoyang would only nod and smile the whole time, shaking his head and smiling, trying not to meet his eyes.

"Chaoyang!" Ji Chi saw Chaoyang and his group from a distance, and shouted.

Chaoyang saw him standing with one hand on his waist, as if he had returned to the day when he was passing the ball, and that handsome black boy also let him pass the ball in the same posture.

"You have a good relationship."

"Hmm." Chaoyang didn't know why he asked such a question, but the tutor told him he had to answer.

"Fang Wenqing, why are you following Xueba!" Seeing Fang Wenqing, Su Zhe was full of hostility.

"That's right, your Class Eight camp is over there!" Song Yusheng echoed.

Fang Wenqing smiled slightly, and said, "Why do I follow you Xueba, because I like him." After finishing speaking, he put his arms around Chaoyang's shoulders.

However, Class [-] didn't say anything yet, Chaoyang staggered further, frowned and said, "Don't touch me."

Then Ji Chi took his hand, but Chaoyang didn't respond either.

The two teams almost started fighting again, no, it was actually a gang fight, Fang Wenqing had only one person on his side.

"He also participated in the 800 meters." Chaoyang said with a slight sigh.

“运动员上跑道。15号第一道，26号第2道……114第7道后面，127第8道后面……”

"Xueba, come on."

"It seems that we are destined, you are running next to me." Fang Wenqing said with a smile.

Chaoyang didn't respond, he rolled up his trousers and started warming up.

"Xueba gives me the feeling that he is serious...No, no, brother Ji, Song Yusheng, if Xueba gets the last place next time, we have to be very happy and don't let him feel cold." Su Zhe looked at Chaoyang Serious action Worship again.

Ji Chi's expression was very serious, and he said word by word: "You are the number one student."

"No way, the bottom one is so confident!" Su Zhe shouted.

"No, it's number one."

"Everyone on position—ready—run!"

There are usually two ways to run 800 meters. One kind of people like to go fast first and then keep a constant speed. Just start at a certain pace.If you don't compete with others, you will always surpass those who can't persist.

However, Chaoyang did not belong to the two categories. He was sprinting all the way. Although he was not a sprinting sprint, he also pulled No.2 for nearly half a lap.

"Xueba... so... so powerful!" Su Zhe was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

"Hurry up and run with me! Brother Ji! It's the last 200 meters!" Song Yusheng pushed Ji Chi who was stunned.

Only then did Ji Chi come to his senses. Although he had a premonition that Chaoyang's 800m might break through his original impression, is it too scary?

Almost a full circle.

Looking at Chaoyang who was about to run over in the distance, Ji Chi suddenly shouted: "Master, follow me to adjust your breathing, one, two, three—"

Chaoyang followed Ji Chi's pace, still maintaining a fast speed, but he was a little out of breath.

He almost fell when he crossed the finish line, but fortunately, Ji Chi was quick and pulled him into his arms.

Chaoyang couldn't stand on his feet, his legs were a little weak, and he gasped: "It seems that I overestimated myself..."

"Amazing! This guy from class seven must break the school record!"

"Draw No.2 for half a lap, I remember that No.2's 800-meter score is pretty good."

"Xueba, get up and walk. Brother Ji, pull Xueba up and walk, don't let him fall into your arms all the time." Song Yusheng ran over with a bottle of water.

Ji Chi helped Chaoyang walk along the path inside.

"Walking after running is not good for your health, Xueba, drink some water and sip it, don't gulp it down." Song Yusheng followed along.

"Xueba, I heard from others that you may be about to break the school record. There is still hope for us to be number one in our class."