The sick and charming male god of fast transmigration wants to hug

The triple jump needs to be jumped three times in total, and the best result is taken, so Bai Lin waited in the middle of the queue.

A small puddle of water has accumulated in the middle of the bunker for the long jump.

Other more professional players have changed into special shoes with spikes on the soles. Such shoes have better grip in rainy days and are not easy to slip.

Bai Lin looked down at his worn-out sneakers, there was no other way, with the original owner's financial strength, he could only afford such a thing.

In the first trial jump, Bai Lin missed No. 10.1 meters.

Nice, considering the wet and slippery field, he didn't show his full strength at all, otherwise No.1 would not be the best!

One more round, one more success, this year's school's sports specialty recommendation quota will definitely be Bai Lin.

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Mo Ye's fingers tightened on his legs.

He could clearly see the difference between Bai Lin's equipment and other people's equipment. If this reckless guy is going to do his best, if something happens, the consequences will be disastrous.

The various postures of Bai Lin falling to the ground have been crazily made up in his mind.

At this moment, a sports committee member came from the auditorium, and he came to call the next group of players to participate in the women's 400m competition.

A group of girls gathered at the sports committee to register, when suddenly a deep and pleasant voice came from behind.

"Excuse me, can you please, I want to ask a question."

When the girls saw that it was Mo Ye, they didn't even have time to scream, they hurriedly stepped aside, scrambling over who he was talking to just now.

Mo Ye was talking to the sports committee member. He wanted to ask the rain has been so heavy. Doesn't the school plan to suspend the sports meeting?

"It doesn't matter if we say it. For such a big project as the sports meeting, every class and student union have put in a lot of effort. If you delay it for a day, you will lose a lot of money and energy. There is no way!"

The sports committee member is also very helpless. He knows that the current humidity of the venue is not suitable for holding a sports meeting, but he can't make up his mind. He can't make everyone abstain.

Besides, those who don't want to participate in the sports meeting will naturally abstain from voting, and there is no forcing players to participate in the event.

From the corner of his eye, Mo Ye glanced at Bai Lin who was still in the waiting area, looking relaxed - he had no position to let this guy abstain.

Therefore, there is only one solution left in the mind of the straight-minded Xueba, which is to stop the sports meeting from continuing.

"Then who has the final say?"

He frowned.

The sports committee member faltered and said: "At least it must be approved by the school's leaders?"

But if you think about it with your toes, you know that the school leaders just came here for a cutscene in the morning. Who would really pay attention to the proposals of these children?

Mo Ye's brow seemed to be relaxed suddenly, he nodded, turned around, and sat back in his seat.

Sports Committee:? ? ?

Wait a minute, he originally meant to tell Mo Ye not to worry about this strange question anymore, why did he just persuade him to quit with just one sentence?

The sports committee did not expect that his words not only did not dissuade Mo Ye, but instead allowed him to find a solution.

Then just ask the school leaders?

Coincidentally, he happened to know one.

Mo Ye took out the cell phone his mother just bought for him a few days ago after watching him be good from his schoolbag, turned on the screen, but waited for it to turn off by itself.

He hasn't seen that man for almost five or six years, and he hasn't even called this school... Are you really looking for him?