born stubborn

Yuan Yang didn't expect that he could also run at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint, and even jump up and down from the chair.

Fucking rules or not, breaking his Liang Yue, no one will feel better about it.

That's what Yuan Yang thinks, from the person who invented the high jump, to the person who initiated the sports meeting, participated in the competition, and so on.

And that fucking mat, as long as it's related to breaking Liangyue, no matter if it's a person or something, he wants to beat him up.

Two students from the security team had already run over, and even the referee walked around to check the situation worriedly.

Liang Yue was thrown to the ground for two seconds, turned over and sat up, trying to move his neck.

"Damn it, I was taken aback, but luckily I shook my head."

The people around him breathed a sigh of relief, "It's fine, it's fine."

Yuan Yang knelt down in front of him with one knee, and saw the serum oozing from the scratch on his forehead, and was terrified in his heart, "Don't jump!"

"It's okay, I broke off the mat, and didn't just fall off."

Looking at Yuan Yang's expression, Liang Yue knew that he was too worried about himself, so he patted his arm with a smile, "Don't worry, I have a measure."

"There's a sense of propriety, did you get hurt without seeing it?" Yuan Yang was upset.

Liang Yue looked down, only to find that there were a few skin scratches on the outside of his left leg at the knee, which was bleeding outward.

"Oh! If you don't tell me, I haven't felt the pain yet!"

Liang Yue yelled deliberately, leaning on Yuan Yang and wrapping his arms around his neck, "Move to the side, don't block the competition."

"..." Yuan Yang picked him up and moved it aside, scratching his heart.

The students in the security group brought gauze and potion, Liang Yue sat on the ground, and Yuan Yang treated his wound, "Don't jump, go back?"

Liang Yue clicked his tongue, "It took me a long time to get to 175, and there are not many players behind me, so I can't give up. Why don't you just scratch the skin a little bit, and it makes you nervous."

"I fucking love you!" Yuan Yang yelled, and the students in the security team next to him shivered in fright.

Liang Yue was also shocked by the yelling, he came back to look up at Yuan Yang, and laughed, "Then I have to dance even more, I must give you the first place!"

"Fuck! Jump, skip, skip, see if you can give me your milk!" Yuan Yang was so depressed.

"Don't worry, I promise I won't get hurt, okay?" Liang Yue said with a smile, "I promise Yuan Ruanruan absolutely!"

Yuan Yang frowned and helped Liang Yue up, watching him return to the team alive and kicking, he sighed worriedly.

The crossbar was raised to 180, leaving 5 players.

Don't read it, don't dare to watch it again.

Yuan Yang returned to the security team, nestled on the chair, lowered his head and closed his eyes, but felt even more nervous.

If Liang Yue hadn't been really injured, he wouldn't have known that high jump was a sport that would make him feel afraid.

In case something goes wrong, not to mention leg injury and fracture, shoulder muscle strain or something, the cervical spine may be poked off and directly killed.

"Liang Yue, come on! Liang Yue, come on!"

The cheerleaders were singing hard, and Yuan Yang's heart felt blocked when he sang.

Immediately afterwards, there was another scream from the logistics department, which made Yuan Yang's nerves almost burst.

"It's over, it's over!" Someone shouted again, clapping their hands.

Yuan Yang finally fell back to the ground from the half-suspended state.

Thanks CCTV!Thanks to the working people of the whole country!

Thank you, thank you, thank you for the sun shining on the earth, since I have you, life has become so beautiful...

Hold!Such a tragic moment actually circulated in my brain like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Yuan Yang almost slapped himself, so he quickly looked up.

The bar was raised to 190 again, leaving 3 players.

Yuan Yang felt that he was about to collapse.

As a contestant, Liang Yue was not as tired as him. This worry was like breaking through adversity on the battlefield.

Suddenly there was a movement, and Yuan Yang thought that he was going to be shot in the head.

The crossbar of 190 is much taller than Liang Yue's height.

Among the three contestants, apart from Liang Yue, the remaining two are all majors in the 3th class of sports.

Yuan Yang was also convinced, anyway, he couldn't do it if he was asked to dance, and he definitely didn't know where to put his legs.

As for whether Liang Yue can do it or not, he dare not imagine.

How do you know if you don't try?

How do you know if you don't try?

don't try...

Yuan Yang felt that he was almost mentally ill.

He found that when he was too nervous, he not only had a negative IQ, but also a negative EQ.

Even this self-control has become a negative number, and the circulation in the brain will continue to start when you catch a thought.

Just as he was concentrating on trying to restrain the circulation in his brain, the beige figure of No. 707 had already started to run up, take off, fly into the air, and land on the ground...

In the blink of an eye, he leaped over the 190 horizontal bar chicly and beautifully, and landed firmly on the mat.

"Ow..."

The logistics department of Class 7 of the United States was full of enthusiasm, because the other two players rubbed their poles one after another.

Liang Yue won them the first championship in the history of Class 7 of the United States.

Yuan Yang numbly watched Liang Yue walking towards this side with a smile on his face, and shook his arms as if nothing had happened, and touched the bloodshot gauze bandage on his leg.

Inexplicably, his nose soured, "Damn it, how did you jump over it?" Yuan Yang really didn't know what to say.

Liang Yue looked at him and smiled, "Didn't you see it?"

"Did I see it? I saw it, but I just couldn't believe it." Yuan Yang still felt a little queasy in his heart.

"I'll teach you later." Liang Yue raised his hand and rubbed the top of Yuan Yang's head, smiled and hooked his hands at him, "Give me a seat? I'm very tired."

Yuan Yang came back to his senses and stood up, pushed Liang Yue down on the chair, and bandaged the wound on his leg again.

"I'm fucking convinced of you, completely convinced of you!"

Liang Yue smirked, "Just wait for your words."

The students from class 7 of the United States gathered around to congratulate Liang Yue, but only Yuan Yang, who was squatting on the ground and carefully bandaging his wound, was listening to him nodding his head and complaining in Liang Yue's eyes. .

This may be the wonderful taste of happiness. There is such a guy who is so nervous that he has become mentally ill. Liang Yue is very content.

There was actually chicken stew in the cafeteria at noon.

Yuan Yang took the trouble to pick up all the big and small pieces of chicken in his bowl to Liang Yue.

Liang Yue smiled and picked up the pieces for him again, "Eat it, I don't need much effort for the two in the afternoon, and your 3000 meters is what you need to replenish energy the most."

Yuan Yang threw him a few more yuan, "This is not a stimulant that will take effect immediately after taking it, you take it, I feel happy after taking it."

"Okay, I'll eat." Liang Yue smiled warmly, "By the way, don't be too anxious about running 3000 in the afternoon. The most important thing is not speed, but endurance."

Yuan Yang looked up at him with a piece of chicken in his mouth, "You ran away?"

"No, I don't have enough stamina. I can't run after 1500." Liang Yue said.

Yuan Yang thought for a while, "I won an award for running 1500 in the third year of junior high school. I wonder if I can stick to 3000 now."

"Yes, you definitely can. Have you forgotten that you can win the first place in mountain racing?" Liang Yue said with a smile: "Yuanyang, your physique is actually better than mine, I just have more explosive power."

"How do you know that my physique is better than yours?" Yuan Yang asked wonderingly.

"You can see it when you fight." Liang Yue swallowed his rice and continued: "Not only is your explosive power strong, but you also have a long-lasting fighting power. I will be in trouble later."

Yuan Yang stared at Liang Yue for three seconds, then suddenly let out a snort, choked and sprayed a few pieces of chicken scraps back into the bowl, and laughed out loud regardless of his image.

Liang Yue blinked, and poked his shrugging shoulder with the chopstick handle, "Silly, what are you laughing at?"

"No, it's nothing, what you just said is very reasonable, I give you a thumbs up!" Yuan Yang suppressed his laugh, and pulled out the chicken dregs from the spray bowl.

"Makes sense?" Seeing that Yuan Yang's state was not right, Liang Yue went back to appreciate what he had just said, "You have a long-lasting combat power, and I will be miserable later..."

Liang Yue couldn't help laughing, and knocked on Yuan Yang's forehead with his chopsticks, "You're an idiot!"

The weather in the afternoon was not bad, the sun shone at 2 o'clock and people were quite warm, and the sports meeting on the comprehensive playground was in full swing again.

Yuan Yang was not worried that Liang Yue was watching him take off his clothes, because Liang Yue had already gone to the javelin field to compete, and his 3000 meters was about to start.

Sitting on the chair, Yuan Yang took off only his hurdle vest and underpants, and still felt a little cold.

I poured a cup of hot water and drank a few sips to warm up a little.

He looked down at himself. He had been inactive for a long time, and his skin felt a little loose.

Fortunately, they have laid a good foundation before, their height and body shape are not bad, and the meals at Xia Weichu's house are nutritious and healthy.

Yuan Yang seemed to be full of energy.

"Number 701, come on!"

The boy at the back table, who was half a head shorter than Yuan Yang, couldn't restrain the excitement brought about by the sports meeting, and rashly slapped Yuan Yang on the shoulder.

Yuan Yang turned his head and looked over, the boy at the back table was taken aback for a moment, thinking that Yuan Yang was going to beat him up, so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Yuan Yang laughed, and pointed to the clothes of himself and Liang Yue, "Please help us to look at the clothes, thank you."

The boy at the back table's eyes lit up, he quickly nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, no problem."

The middle position enclosed by the 400-meter circular runway is the venue for other events.

Liang Yue's javelin and shot put are located here. He was fortunate to stand on this central axis and witness Yuan Yang running around him for 7 and a half laps.

Yuan Yang was wearing beige sportswear No. 701. When passing by the javelin field, he turned his head to look at the beige sportswear No. 707, which was only a small horizontal bar away from him.

Liang Yue was also looking at him with a smile on his face, and clenched a fist at him from a distance, which represented cheering.

Come on, although I don't know what it's like to run 3000 meters, but Yuan Yang subconsciously decided that he must persevere until the end.

Standing in front of the starting line to prepare for warm-up, Yuan Yang rubbed his thighs and calves, lamenting that his muscles are still quite strong.

Bend to the left and bend to the right, um, the waist is also very flexible and soft.

Arching forward and poking back, I think this movement is too dirty, I'd better just kick my legs.

"Get ready..." the referee shouted.

Yuan Yang took a pose before the starting line.

You can't slow down at the beginning. This is a psychological tactic. Otherwise, you will feel frustrated when you see so many people rushing in front of you. When you want to overtake later, you probably won't have the strength.

Wings, the wings of a little bee, Yuan Yang realized that he was also a little bee now, he had already spread his wings, and was waiting to fly forward.

With a bang gunshot, Yuan Yang kicked off the ground and rushed onto the track with steady steps.

There are only four or five people ahead, so it doesn't matter, keep this distance and speed, and run for a while before talking.

Isn't it just running?Start by rolling, then crawl, then walk, and finally learn to run.

You are also running, and I am also running, but to see who runs fast, who has perseverance, who can persevere, and who gets good results in the end, then come on!

When he was half a circle away, he happened to pass by the logistics department of Class 7 of the United States. Yuan Yang heard the cheerleaders shouting at him: "Come on, Yuanyang! Come on, Yuanyang!"

That's right, it's time to work hard, from an indifferent and underachiever who didn't get much attention, to now his grades are gradually improving.

He started to attract attention, some classmates dared to pat him on the shoulder, and he started to hear someone shouting his name to cheer him up, so how could he not cheer him up?

When the lap was approaching, Yuan Yang accelerated past a player in white sportswear, and glanced forward carefully, there were four left in front.

In order not to confuse with the lagging players for a while, Yuan Yang memorized the color of the sportswear of the players in front.

Purple, green, blue, red, four in total.

Crossing the starting line once means that a lap of 400 meters has become a thing of the past, and it is still relatively easy.

With 6 and a half laps left, Yuan Yang carefully counted in his heart.

Liang Yue threw out the javelin with all his strength, and the javelin flew into the air like a flying fish wagging its tail.

Without taking a look at how far the gun end landed, Liang Yue had already turned around to look for Yuan Yang's figure.

Yuan Yang's pace was not as vigorous as it was when he was a child in the first lap, and his heartbeat started to speed up. He focused all his attention on the track and stopped counting randomly.

But he carefully remembered the purple, green, blue and red in front of him.

Those are four hurdles, like the four realistic hurdles he is facing now.

Learning, friendship, family affection, and his favorite Liang Yue.

He can't lose to these four hurdles, he has vowed to go all out.

Liang Yue's attention was completely distracted. He originally thought that he was still the very assertive and calm Liang Yue.

As a result, he flew to the circular runway with all his thoughts.

Because Yuan Yang there is challenging 3000 meters.

Liang Yue's javelin shot was the last blow of the final, and soon his good result of No.2 was heard on the radio station.

It's not abnormal to play, it's just that you can't concentrate on it.

The cheers and shouts started again in the direction of Class 7 of the United States. Liang Yue's performance made them feel proud.

Everyone was jubilant, and the slogan was changed to Liang Yue, come on.

Yuan Yang happened to run past here, hearing Liang Yue's name, his legs felt strong.

Liang Yue, your excellence and luck may be given by nature, although I, Yuan Yang, do not.

But I still decided that I must work hard to stand side by side with you.

Accelerating, overtaking, at the end of the second lap, Yuan Yang overtook the purple sportswear again, temporarily ranking No.4.

Liang Yue, on the other hand, has turned to the shot put field.