Lingering heart palpitations

Xu Zixin entered the final with the third place in the preliminary round.

After running, he went back to his class, put on his clothes, and walked to the side of the 100-meter track for the second grade.

Yu Ji stood next to the stands to prevent spectators from stepping down during the game and affecting the game.

Xu Zixin went around and walked behind him, "Shall I go up with you to get your coat?"

Yu Ji shook his head, "I can't walk away...I'm not cold."

"I'll go up and get it for you, you wear mine first." As he said that, he was about to take off his coat, but was held back by the lingering fear.

"No, don't take it off to me."

Immediately behind them was the stand where the sophomore class was located. Many girls looked at the two outside the track, and some even held their mobile phones.

Xu Zixin knew that he cared about the people around him, so he didn't force him. He just took off his scarf and wrapped it around the other person's neck.

"I'll bring it to you in a while." Xu Zixin wrapped the scarf in his hand three times without stopping, complaining a bit, "I'm so grown up, I don't know how many times I have today."

Yu Jing hummed softly, Xu Zixin's body temperature and smell were still on the scarf, he was a little embarrassed, and pushed him with his hand, "Okay", with a hint of helplessness and a little bit of coquettishness in his tone.

Xu Zixin stared at his side face in a daze for 2 minutes before turning around and walking away.

"Then I'm leaving, don't go far when the time comes."

Xu Zixin tugged at the scarf around his neck again, and said, "This scarf makes you whiter."

Yu Jing's ear tips were a little red, and he waved his hand to let him go quickly.

The 100-meter final is on the second day, and the 200-meter preliminary race is in the afternoon.

Excluding the relay, an athlete can apply for up to three events. As the backbone of the class sports, Xu Zixin, in addition to the 100m, also applied for the 200m and 400m, and also applied for the 4*100 relay and 4*400 relay. Participated in all the projects.

In addition to himself, he also put everyone in the class who was able to exercise a little bit on the entry form. Before the competition, he boasted to the head teacher, saying that he would definitely win a good place in the sports meeting.

"Zhou Mo, when will you run the 800 meters?"

Xu Zixin had just finished running 200 meters, returned to class, and asked her while getting dressed.

Zhou Mo flipped through the somewhat thick game schedule, "Tomorrow afternoon."

"Hey, show me." Xu Zixin took the order book and flipped to the men's 1000 meters. He quickly caught the words of the second and fifth grades of senior high school on it, and the men's 1500 meters that he turned back also had the name of the men's [-] meters. .

These two events, whether boys or girls, are generally the least registered, because most students are not good at sports and have poor endurance, and these events have been taken over by the school's physical training students over the years.

Although Xu Zixin's stamina is not bad, he can't guarantee that his speed is better than those trainees who have undergone systematic training for a long time, so he puts himself on the sprint event that he is good at.

But Yu Ji reported both.

Xu Zixin muttered inwardly as he looked at the name of the lingering fear.

Yu Ran was sitting next to Zhou Mo, holding a pink thermos cup in her hand. The lid of the cup was placed beside her. Hot air gushed out from the open cup, bringing with it a strange smell. She lowered her head and took a sip from time to time. Ask Zhou Mo next to him if he wants to drink.

Zhou Mo waved his hand, "I can't stand the smell of ginger."

Xu Zixin's nose twitched, looked down, and asked, "What did you drink?".

"Brown sugar ginger water."

"What is that?" It was the first time Xu Zixin heard of this thing.

Yu Ran frowned, and didn't know how to describe this thing to him. After thinking for a long time, he said, "It's just a kind of hot drink. After drinking it, it will warm your stomach."

"Oh..." He lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked, "Where did you buy it?"

"My brother cooked it for me yesterday."

Xu Zixin raised his eyebrows, "...Your brother still does this?"

"En." Yu Ran nodded.

Xu Zixin sniffed again, looked down at the pink thermos, then at Yu Ran, looked back and forth a few times, and finally said, "Give me a taste."

Zhou Mo: "..."

Yu Ran was taken aback, and quickly took the lid of one cup and screwed the quilt on, fearing that he would be caught by a wolf in the next second, "No, no, my brother cooked it for me." After finishing speaking, he hugged the thermos cup in the into his arms.

Xu Zixin pointed at Zhou Mo, "Then why can she drink?"

Zhou Mo kicked Xu Zixin's calf with a headache, "No, why are you a big boy drinking this?"

"Why can't boys drink?"

"I'm too lazy to explain to you-don't make trouble, listen to the radio to announce the 200-meter final list."

"........"

Soon came the second day, the 100m final and 400m preliminary in the morning, and the 200m final and 800m in the afternoon.

首先进行的是100米决赛，分别取高一到高三参赛运动员的初赛成绩第一到第六，最后再排出全校的第一到第八，班级积分10、7、5、3、2、1，单项前三名的运动员有奖金500、300、100。

Compared with the first race, Xu Zixin was much more serious. He started warming up early in the morning, and there was no sign of lingering fear beside the track.

The track was far away from the class stands, and many students in the class ran to the artificial turf in the middle of the playground to watch the final.

Their first year of high school was the last group to run, and half of the eight people on the track were gym trainees.

The track next door is a physical trainee from Class [-] that I met before when I was playing. He was wearing black tight elastic pants and spiked shoes. He turned his head and glanced at Xu Zixin who was squatting. He was a little provocative but didn’t strike up a conversation with him. , I can’t compete with you in basketball, but this is my game.”

"Really?" Xu Zixin responded casually, fiddling with the laces of the spiked shoes on his feet, "You can't talk too much, we will see you again on the court in the future, and you will lose face by then."

"Hey, I'm serious. I'm the first in my grade in the preliminary round. How much are you?"

"third."

"I know your results. We are separated by 0.5 seconds. Do you know what the difference of 0.5 seconds means in the 100-meter sprint? In the 1968 Mexico Games, electronic timing was used for the first time, and the first 9-meter record It was 95 seconds, and until now, the 09-meter record still stands at 9 seconds set by Bolt in the 58 World Championships, and there has been less than 0.5 seconds in the intervening decades."

Xu Zixin got a headache when he heard him babbling about a series of numbers, "You are so good at arithmetic, what kind of sports do you practice—"

The other party: "...Does this have anything to do with arithmetic?"

Soon, the third group was already on the running gear.

The gym trainees in Class 10 were still talking to Xu Zixin, "There is a national second-level athlete in the third year of high school, and his handwriting can be stable at 8 seconds 10, and sometimes he can hit 7 seconds [-]......"

Xu Zixin didn't listen to the other party's words, and watched the senior three group on the track to concentrate.

Soon he reached the senior group, and when he got on the running gear, everything around him seemed to be temporarily engulfed in fog. The crowds of spectators and the chaotic discussions seemed to be separated from him by a long distance.

"Everyone take your place"

The voice of the referee at the starting line came through the loudspeaker, and it seemed to hit his brain directly.

"preparation"

He took a deep breath, lifted his hips, shifted his weight forward, and looked forward.

"boom--"

A row of people rushed out like an arrow off the string. Xu Zixin started running very fast, his posture was standard enough to be included in a textbook, his strides were big, and the frequency of raising his legs was also very fast.

He got out of the crowd just 30 meters away, and was clearly ahead of the others. At the last 20 meters, he accelerated all the way without losing his strength, and finally crossed the finish line first.

The members of the third class standing on the artificial turf never stopped cheering from the beginning of the race until he finally crossed the finish line. More than a dozen people cheered and went to the finish line to pick him up.

After crossing the finish line, Xu Zixin buffered forward for tens of meters due to inertia before finally stopping, gasping for breath. A few steps behind him was the gym trainee from Class [-] who was full of confidence before the race .

The other party came over and patted him on the shoulder while panting.

"Damn, buddy, what's your situation? You're so awesome, your results just now are probably the record of a national second-level athlete... What's going on? You've improved so much all of a sudden?"

Xu Zixin patted his hand away, not being modest, and pointed to his shoes, "I didn't wear spiked shoes in the preliminary round... Who is telling you what to record and what time..."

At this time, the cadres of the student union in the referee team came to confirm their identities. This was a routine job, so as to avoid an own goal caused by mismatching athletes and names during the inspection competition.

The gym trainee went to the referee team to see the record of the game just now.

There are many athletes who just crossed the finish line and spectators who walked to the runway after the game.

At this time, Yu Jing walked over. He held a personnel list for the semi-finals and asked, "Confirm again, classmate, are you Xu Zixin from Class 3?"

Xu Zixin was a little out of breath. When he looked up and saw the other party, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Student, don't you know if I am Xu Zixin?"

Yu Ji ticked off the order book, "Okay, then I've confirmed it." He turned and walked over to say something to a referee teacher, and within two seconds, he came back again, holding a dark blue thermos cup.

But before the water glass was handed over to Xu Zixin, the students in their class had already come to pick him up, and the two girls were about to come over to help him, when Yu Ji stopped walking, and then walked back to the referee team .

"Hey?" Xu Zixin yelled anxiously, waved away the two girls beside him, obviously very dissatisfied with this kind of 'preferential treatment', "running 100 meters is not about going to the battlefield and needing help , you go, I will run 400 in a while, and I won’t go back to class.”

Hearing this, the classmates who were waiting for him over there also dispersed.

Xu Zixin then walked towards Yu Ji, who was looking at the order book in his hand with his back turned to him.

As soon as he walked in, he stretched out an arm and pressed it on the opponent's shoulder, pressing all the weight of his upper body, and almost staggered from the lingering fear.

"What are you doing..." Yu Ji kept his footing steady, and at the same time pushed the opponent twice without distraction.

Of course Xu Zixin was not willing to let the lingering pain hurt, and he still supported most of the gravity, leaning on his shoulder without a shape, "Don't move, I just ran 100 meters, I'm so tired."

Hearing this, Yu Jing stopped moving, reached out and picked up a blue thermos cup from the referee chair, "Do you want something warm?"

Xu Zixin looked at the thermos, it was just different in color from Yu Ran's, so he took it and asked, "Is this yours?"

"Ah."

"Specially prepared for me?"

"no......"

Xu Zixin was used to the duplicity of the lingering fear, and automatically stamped that this was specially prepared for him by the other party, but he was embarrassed to say it.

He unscrewed the cup, without caring whether the water was hot or not, he raised his head and took a big gulp.

After drinking, he smacked his mouth in a daze, thought about it, and then frowned.

"Why is this just ordinary hot water?"

"?" Yu Ji showed a puzzled expression, "What is it if it's not hot water?"

Xu Zixin's brows were knit together, and he asked it as a matter of course, "Why not brown sugar ginger water?"

"...Why?" Yu Jing's expression was a little hard to explain, "Besides, why did you drink that thing?"

"You cooked it all for Yu Ran."

"Will that be the same...do you need it?"

"Of course I need it!"

"........"

While the two were talking, the 100-meter individual results came out, and the hostess on the rostrum announced the rankings.

"Now, I would like to announce to the students the ranking of the men's 100m final..."

"No.8, XX, Class Nine, Senior Two....No.3, XXX, Class Five, Senior Three, No.2, Xu Zixin, Class Three, Senior One...."

The lingering Class 0.2 gym trainee appeared again, nagging behind him, "You are 11 seconds behind the one in the third year of high school! But you are still very good brother, the notes are 3 seconds [-]!!"

Xu Zixin ignored him, and suddenly thought of something and wanted to tell Yu Ji, but they were standing not far from the rostrum, and they were a little inaudible due to the sound of the stereo.So he got close to the other's ear, but his lips accidentally rubbed against his earlobe. Xu Zixin obviously felt that the person under his arm shrank, and his ears turned red soon, but he couldn't move due to the pressure on his shoulders.

"I took No.2 and you have to reward me."

"You cook me brown sugar ginger water...just cook it for me."