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Now that it's time for evening self-study, Zhou Mingchen has to set aside time to practice running and prepare for the school sports meeting in mid-November. He has only half a month left. The 3000-meter distance not only tests speed but also endurance.

The weather at the end of October, the autumn wind is cool at night, with a little more chill.Under the dim light, on the 400-meter runway, Zhou Mingchen was wearing short-sleeved shorts. When he ran to the eighth lap, his footsteps became heavier and heavier. He gasped heavily and tried to adjust his breathing.

After running, Zhou Mingchen took another slow walk before walking out of the runway.

The shadow of the tree fell on the steps beside the runway, which were divided into several oblique sections.There was a man sitting on the top floor of the stairs, his back was leaning against the wooden light pole, his figure was stretched out by the light.

Zhou Mingchen walked over, the owner of the shadow was holding a book in his hand, his slender fingers were glowing warmly under the lamp, the eye-catching cold white skin seemed to be coated with warmth, the spiritual red phoenix eyes, the water-colored thin lips, blue on top and white on the bottom. school uniform jacket.

There was a strange warmth slowly rising in Zhou Mingchen's chest, and his heart was extremely calm, as if all the negative things had been eliminated, and he could be fearless.There has never been a person who is so quiet and cannot be ignored like Cheng Xiaoxi.This kind of silent companionship and waiting has been elusive over the years.

After the mid-term exam, the flowers on the campus withered, the leaves of the trees turned from green to yellow, and the wind began to become bitter.The school sports meeting also arrived as scheduled when the dew was heavy in late autumn, but the atmosphere in the class seemed to be coming in summer, with unprecedented enthusiasm and integration.

The volleyball and basketball games between classes are in full swing. Unlike other classes, there are only a dozen or so people in the auditorium. Almost the whole class is present in class one. When you stretch your necks and shout in unison, the sound can break through the sky. .

This is the strategy for a class to fight against other classes, firstly to overwhelm others in terms of momentum, and secondly in terms of strength.

Feng Jianning participated in the basketball game, and Zhou Mingchen watched helplessly. In the first half, Class [-] lost points due to mistakes and was at a disadvantage. However, the cheerleaders called out their arrogance and determination to win. In the second half, they made a magnificent comeback.There were only a few people from the third class of the opponent to watch the game to cheer, and they couldn't call the first class at first, but then the situation changed, and only the first class could be heard on the court.

On the penultimate day after the end of the school sports meeting, the sun was warm and the breeze was blowing, which was very suitable for running. On the football field beside the track and field, the grass was still green, unmoved by the autumn colors.

At 412 o'clock in the afternoon, the long-distance running competition is about to start. There is a class of sub-bases at intervals on the track. Students are assigned to cheer for Zhou Mingchen and Wu Hao. The [-] are responsible for waiting at the starting point, which is also the finishing point.

Feng Jianning made a fist with one hand: "Old Zhou, come on."

Ma Xiaoyu: "Come on!"

Cheng Xi didn't speak, and seeing his trusting eyes, Zhou Mingchen smiled passionately: "Don't worry!"

A sharp whistle sounded, and more than [-] people started running on the runway, most of them ran out at full speed, only a few at a slower speed, probably to maintain their strength.

Zhou Mingchen checked the 3000-meter record, and the No.1 result in the long-distance race last year was ten and a half.He usually cooperates with the timing, which is about this speed. As long as he can perform normally, he will be in the top three. As for the first three miles, it depends on the sprint in the last half lap.

In the first few laps, his ranking rose steadily, from tenth to ninth, eighth, seventh...

Every time they pass by a group of strongholds, the cheers of the students become more enthusiastic.At this time, no one thought about the prejudice and dissatisfaction of the previous few days, and they were all submerged in the mood of fighting for the honor of the class.

"Zhou Mingchen! Come on! Zhou Mingchen! Come on!"

Zhou Mingchen couldn't hear them all. He only focused on the runway in front of him. Paying attention to outside voices would distract him, and paying attention to opponents would affect his mood. He only paid attention to every step he took.

But he could pick up on those beliefs, and a lot of people pinned their hopes on him because they were in the same class and he was one of them.Unknowingly, there is a sense of belonging, his honor is still his, but not only his own.

Sweat flowed down his cheeks and fell silently into his collar. His hair was completely wet. As he stepped forward, beads of sweat fell to the ground, telling that his physical strength was gradually exhausted. Counting down to 300 meters, Zhou Mingchen was out of breath and his face turned pale. , but he is still working hard, speed up, speed up!

The members of 412 did not yell in tacit understanding, their eyes were fixed on the fast-moving figure on the runway, and they silently calculated the distance in their hearts.

300 meters, 250 meters, 200 meters, Zhou Mingchen surpassed No.3, 150 meters, 100 meters, Zhou Mingchen surpassed No.2.

In the last 50 meters, the most exciting moment of the competition between two people, as if someone pressed the slow down button, everyone's heartbeat could be heard.

The students in class one have gathered around the finish line, and they can still hear a neat and hysterical cry:

"Zhou Mingchen! Come on! Zhou Mingchen! Come on!"

"Wu Hao! Come on! Wu Hao! Come on!"

The yellow line that marked the finish line seemed to be within reach, but also seemed to be infinitely far away. Zhou Mingchen lost all thoughts in his mind, and dragged his increasingly heavy body forward desperately, with the whistling wind in his ears.

Hurry up, hurry up!

The two figures arrived almost at the same time, and it was unknown who was torn off the finish line first.

Zhou Mingchen plunged into the circle surrounded by 412 people, and was hugged by the taller Feng Jianning.

After Zhou Mingchen stabilized, Feng Jianning let go of him, being very careful at this time: "It's okay, I can't stop right away, I have to walk again."

The muscles of Zhou Mingchen's legs were tense and stiff. Every time he took a breath, it felt like he was being pricked by needles. His chest hurt badly, but he was so short of oxygen after running so fast that he couldn't help panting for breath.Cheng Xi frowned, and stroked his back, even though he knew it was useless.

He was supported by Feng Jianing and Cheng Xi to walk around in a circle, and Ma Xiaoyu squeezed into the crowd to watch the result of the game.

In the ranking table automatically generated on the computer, the sophomore boy's 3000-meter race, the first thing that caught his eye was an unknown name, with a score of 10'28''20, ranking first.The second row is Zhou Mingchen, with a score of 10'29''54, ranking second.

It was just a little bit, what a pity, Ma Xiaoyu withdrew from the crowd in frustration.

Feng Jianning was impatient: "First or...?"

Ma Xiaoyu glanced at Zhou Mingchen, a bit speechless.

Zhou Mingchen said clearly, "Second."

Ma Xiaoyu nodded, Feng Jianning shut up embarrassingly, and Cheng Xi looked at Zhou Mingchen, also a little worried.

Zhou Mingchen smiled: "Hey, you guys, I ran with all my might for the second one, so it can't be so bad."

Some classmates from the surrounding classes also came over, and they were sincerely comforted and proud after changing the alienation of the previous few days.A few boys who had given Zhou Mingchen a problem raised their hands to fist-bump Zhou Mingchen, and the girls chattered.

"Zhou Mingchen, you are amazing."

"Yes, No.2 is also great, much faster than many sports students."

"..."

Zhou Mingchen politely replied with a few words of thanks.

The results of the 3000 meters were released. No.1 is a sports student, No.2 is Zhou Mingchen, and Wu Hao also took the fifth place. Didn't make the top ten.

At the end of the school sports meeting, class one ranked first in total score, a class worthy of the name.Every student in the class is proud and smiling.Zhou Mingchen went up to receive a certificate as well, while Wu Hao sat on his seat annoyed. He ran No.5 and almost entered the top three.

The whole class applauded under the podium. Teacher Song was pleased to hand over the certificate to Zhou Mingchen. Lao Huai was pleased: "It's not bad. Zhou Mingchen and Wu Hao have worked hard this time and deserve praise. But, let's make persistent efforts next year."

Wu Hao shook his head and lifted his spirits, yes, there is still a chance next year.

Zhou Mingchen staggered and almost fell to the ground.

The school sports meeting became an opportunity. First of all, Wu Hao himself has changed a lot recently. He used to never look down at others.

The students remembered that even the monitor himself had admitted his mistake last time. Zhou Mingchen was not domineering at ordinary times. Instead, he worked hard and conscientiously, and made contributions to the class. Seeing his eyes, he no longer evaded fear, and became a little more affectionate.

Although he was insensitive to the kindness and gratitude of his classmates, Zhou Mingchen realized that the old class was still a bit wise and powerful.

It may also be that the teenagers in the small town are so pure, their emotions are always so clear, like the wind coming like the rain falling.

This is also the age when they live their most selfish, and they will be emotionally troubled by some trivial things in the eyes of adults.If there is a disagreement, you can go to war and get bloody, and you can easily shake hands and make peace when the matter is over, and become friends.