Sentimental charm

Xi Chuan went to the 400-meter relay point resentfully. The playground of No. 400 Middle School is 400 meters long. The athletes of the [-]-meter relay are all waiting at the start, taking turns to stand up according to the order of the relay.

In order not to affect Xiaosheng's performance, Xi Chuan, Yin Hao, and Li Liang all stood aside to watch, and waited for their turn to take the baton before going to the starting point to prepare.

"Look at me!" He snapped his fingers in a low voice, he didn't pay attention to the teacher group at all, he didn't have any greetings with the teacher, but chatted and laughed with the students around him.

The teacher looked at Xiaofeng puzzled, with a look of contempt on his face, he didn't care in a low voice, and continued his teasing.

"Hush, come on!" Xi Chuan was not very interested, but when the game started, he was still indescribably nervous. Fortunately, there was a small noise, which relieved the atmosphere.

There was a gunshot, without any room for relaxation, the sound was so soft that it was unambiguous, and it flew away like a rabbit.

Xi Chuan looked nervous, and couldn't calm down in his heart.

The 400 meters is not like the 400 meters that pass in the blink of an eye. The [-] meters take a while. When it is his turn to take over the baton like Xi Chuan, his heart will probably drop.

"I'm right, the teachers in our school are not weak either!"

Running to the top was indeed as Li Liang said, even if Xiaosheng tried his best and the best teacher was still on par.

Poor Xiaosheng's wish to become famous in the Ninth Middle School is probably about to fail.

The most important thing in the relay race is the first and last legs. Of course, they are the strongest players. With the provocation of Xiao Sheng and others, the teacher naturally took it to heart, and chose the top physical education teachers in the Ninth Middle School master.

"Xi Chuan, don't worry, with the last blow, I will definitely knock down the teacher."

Yin Hao and Xi Chuan have been friends since childhood. They have known this friend since Xi Chuan transferred to the elementary school in Xiangkou.

Although Xi Chuan doesn't tell Yin Hao some things he can't say, other than that, he can be regarded as a friend who talks about everything.

But Yin Hao's export of consolation has no effect on Xi Chuan at all. Xi Chuan knows Yin Hao's 400-meter strength, and saying this is nothing more than to let everyone relax.

"Hey... It seems that there will be no unexpected results today. I didn't expect the teacher to be so strong."

"Of course, I told you just now that the teachers selected by our school for the 400-meter relay are all top players in the school. It is not easy to win the competition."

What Li Liang said touched Xi Chuan's mind, but Xi Chuan couldn't see that Li Liang was worried. "The next shot is you, you have to chase it back."

Li Liang is already preparing to take over the baton, and he will reach the finish line in another [-] meters.

"Don't count on me, it's up to you!" As soon as Li Liang said that, Xi Chuan's hope was completely lost. Even if he could pull down the teacher of the Ninth Middle School, he might not lose much.

Xi Chuan stepped aside so that Li Liang could quickly receive the baton in Xiaosheng's hand. Taking over the baton in the relay race is also the key. If the opponent has no accidents, it will be a perfect opportunity for the opponent.

There are only two running relays, so the students and teachers onlookers have already crowded the runners, leaving only two runners for athletes to use, surrounded by crowds, at this time Ren Xichuan can only resign himself to his fate no matter how much he thinks.

In a low voice, he successfully passed the baton to Li Liang's hands, and walked to the side panting, and the students next to him hurriedly made room.

The next baton was Xi Chuan himself, and he was even more nervous, standing restlessly on the starting line and preparing to take the baton.

Yin Hao pulled Xiao Sheng up, "Get up and exercise!"

With a wave of his hand in a low voice, he took a deep breath, "I'm fine! It's up to you, don't embarrass me!"

Although Xiaosheng didn't knock down the physical education teacher from Ninth Middle School, it was still a tie, but Li Liang on the runway was obviously not as good as Xiaosheng.

Although it was a little late when he handed the baton to Li Liang in a low voice, Li Liang was dropped by more than one meter by the second baton relay teacher of the Ninth High School.

To say that Li Liang ran no slower than Xiao Sheng, I don't know how the teachers of No. [-] Middle School arranged it. The second best teacher was obviously stronger than the first one.

"What should I do? Li Liang has already been left behind!" Xue Zilin, who loves to join in the fun, stopped broadcasting on the rostrum, and ran to the audience to watch the fun.

"It's okay! With Xichuan, Xichuan will definitely catch up!"

Whisper put all his hopes on Xi Chuan, which undoubtedly increased Xi Chuan's tension.

Xue Zilin walked to Xichuan's side and whispered, "Come on!".

"I try my best!"

When Li Liang passed the baton to Xi Chuan, the third teacher had already run a distance of more than five meters.

Although the 400-meter distance is still very long, the 400-meter relay this time is like running a hundred meters. Everyone rushed out without slowing down, and even got faster towards the end.

It can be said that Xichuan put all his energy into it, even more fierce than when he ran 200 meters. Xichuan on the track had no time to think about it, and the distance was gradually shortening. The students onlookers cheered enthusiastically, but these Xichuan I really can't hear it, the goal is only the end.

After halfway through the 400-meter relay, Xichuan had already caught up with the teacher from No. [-] Middle School, and the cheers became even more enthusiastic, but it would be impossible for Xichuan to overtake the teacher from No. [-] Middle School in the second half.

Even if there was an explosion in Xichuan at 200 meters, it was because of Xue Zihan, but now Xue Zihan didn't know where he was going, and he was probably lying on the bed and sleeping.

"Come on! Come on!" The voices came and went, but the end point was still far away, and the hope was even slimmer. He ran to the human wall, and Xi Chuan couldn't see the end point.

At this time, Xi Chuan realized what it was to be desperate. Even though he knew that he had no strength, he didn't know what strength was supporting him, but he could still move forward, as long as he didn't get left behind.

Xi Chuan repeatedly reminded himself to work hard, but when he thought of Yin Hao who was the last one, Xi Chuan's hope disappeared like a small river in the vast river.

In the last 100 meters, Xi Chuan almost lost consciousness and was running, but he didn't know whether he was hallucinated or had a mental hallucination. Xue Zihan actually appeared on the starting line, just like the 200 meters in the afternoon.

But even if Xue Zihan appeared, Xi Chuan couldn't muster any strength, and all his explosive power was used up in the first half of the process of catching up with the teacher of the Ninth Middle School.

Dazed, Xi Chuan passed the baton in his hand to the successor, and leaned against the wall next to him. It took a long time for Xi Chuan to wake up from the dizziness, and took a long breath.

"Xi Chuan, you are amazing!" It was Xue Zilin's voice. Hearing this, Xi Chuan returned to the real world.

But Xichuan's mind is still thinking about the 400-meter run, and he can still see the figures struggling to fight on the track. Xichuan doesn't know if he is wrong, or he really doesn't understand Yin Hao. The two of them actually didn't leave anyone behind.

Could it be that the arrangement of the teachers of the Ninth Middle School is the opposite, and the strongest players are arranged for the second and third clubs.

Although Xi Chuan knew that Yin Hao could no longer hear his cheering, he still shouted desperately, "Yin Hao! Come on!"

"Come on, I'm here!" Yin Hao's voice rang in Xi Chuan's ear, Xi Chuan looked back and realized that it was Yin Hao who supported him. Time and space disorder.

"Yin Hao, why didn't you run, where is the baton?"

Xi Chuan hadn't forgotten about the relay, and he stopped when he handed the baton to someone. Could it be that he had misunderstood the hand? Yin Hao.

The cheers made Xi Chuan believe that someone was running the relay now, otherwise the figure he saw just now would be a ghost, but when he looked at the people around him, who was running.

The cheers were so loud and chaotic that Xichuan couldn't tell who they were cheering for, but for a moment, the illusion that appeared in the last 100 meters made Xichuan's head burst, and Xichuan couldn't help laughing.

shouted! "come on!"