Xueba, he is always fishing for me [Rebirth]

Qiu Chi's performance in long jump and high jump is amazing. He jumped 1.7 meters in the standing long jump and 1.5 meters in the high jump. He looks like a sports idiot.The sprint is not good, the explosive power can't keep up, but the long-distance running performance is very good, the more others run, the more tired he is, the more he runs, the more energetic he is, and he exhausts his opponents.

At the beginning, he will fish in the middle, wait until the opponent's speed slows down in the middle and late stages, and then gradually start to exert force, like a high-speed processor that takes a long time to start.

Ji Qingyan is in a completely uniform state. He is very good at adjusting a speed according to the length of the run, and then runs the entire distance at this speed without any waves.

One thousand and five circles around the 400-meter runway, and it takes more than three laps, which is only six to seven minutes at most, but when it is actually on the runway, every second is extremely long.

As a sports committee member, Lu Peng will watch such long-distance track and field events as well as the high jump and long jump that are prone to injuries. In order to ensure that any emergencies can be reported to the school doctor as soon as possible.

But just now it seemed that a female classmate in the class threw a medicine ball and poked her hand, so he left for a while, thinking that there should be nothing wrong with these two big guys.What's more, with so many female students watching, nothing should happen.

Facts have proved that many times it will always backfire.

After Ji Qingyan ran halfway, he was already the first in the field and was about to tie with the last.But on the third lap, he felt some pain in his right leg and ankle, and his speed started to slow down a bit, but he still took the lead.

The sun gradually came to the top of the head, the length of the shadow was compressed into a mass of darkness under the feet, and the coolness of the morning turned into the heat of the noon.Ji Qingyan wanted to raise his head, but was blinded by the sunlight.

Until the third lap was finished and the fourth lap was about to be entered, the pain became more and more obvious, like a series of thin and dense thorns, falling on the nerve endings one after another.

When entering the last circle, Qiu Chi seemed to be a deep-water torpedo, quietly sprinting up from behind. As a result, Ji Qingyan's entire face was covered with sweat, and the hair on the side of the ear and the back of the neck was soaked in strands.

"Hold on, it's only 200 meters." Qiu Chi whispered behind him.

But he still squatted down less than 100 meters from the finish line.

Qiu Chi also stopped, squatting in front of him: "What's wrong?"

He lowered his head: "I have cramp..."

Ji Qingyan's legs are prone to cramps whenever he catches cold. He likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps, and he often wakes up in the middle of the night with calf cramps.The cramp at this time was probably due to the fact that the suit pants I wore in the morning were too short and my legs were cold.

But the students who were waiting to cheer No.1 at the finish line didn't know what happened.

What's the situation?Why do you squat twice?

Su Wen thought Ji Qingyan was too tired and wanted to squat down for a rest.How can this be done? Isn't it specified that the people behind should overtake it?

So he started shouting: "Ji Qingyan! Stand up like a man!"

Da Zhuang had watched Qiu Chi catch up from the second half of the race, and his momentum was excellent, and he thought it would be a steady game to surpass Ji Qingyan and take the first place, but he squatted down and rested with Ji Qingyan.

No matter how tired you are, the distance of tens of meters is not short, so you two have to rest here?Can't you just walk two steps slowly? Do you have to stay in this devil's posture squatting in a latrine?

Da Zhuang felt uncomfortable looking at it: "Qiu Chi, what are you doing? Hurry up and run!"

The sports committee of Class 7 was also waiting at the finish line, he stabbed Da Zhuang's arm: "Which class are you from?"

Ji Qingyan kept covering his leg, Qiu Chi patted the back of his hand: "Take your hand away, I'll rub it for you."

He shook his head and pushed Qiu Chi: "Don't worry, we're almost at the end! Run over..."

"No!" Qiu Chi pulled his hand away, "Straighten your legs, I'll help you straighten them out. You said you wanted to beat me, and I'm still waiting to see you cross the finish line."

The cramped calf was as hard as a rock, and he followed the direction of the tendons and pressed hard.

Obviously we are so close to the finish line, and we will be able to finish it if we grit our teeth and persist for a while, but Qiu Chi wants to stop at this time, he always does this.It was as if he couldn't figure out why he had to give up all his previous efforts when the exam was two months away.

What made him even more unexpected was that Qiu Chi would actually stop at the point where he was about to go to the finish line for himself.

Stop to see why the person next to him didn't keep up, as if he was always thinking about why the person who had been facing each other for so long would leave at the last moment, but he didn't catch anything at that time.

Fortunately in this life, God is willing to give him another chance. At this time, both of them have left, and they can drag each other and compete to move forward like this.

"Is it better?" Qiu Chi helped him up.

"Okay, let's sprint soon... you run quickly."

"Let's see who gets to the finish line first, do you dare to compare?" After finishing speaking, before Ji Qingyan could recover, he started to rush, "Ji Qingyan! Come and chase me!"

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How the hell can you do this?

Ji Qingyan didn't feel the pain anymore, he just wanted to catch up and strangle him to death.

Qin Jianqiu had just gone to take pictures of the girl's long jump, and this meeting happened to take pictures of two boys sprinting side by side, and finally reached the finish line almost at the same time.

The referee teacher switched the video in the camera to play at 0.5x speed, but it was still unclear which person touched the finish line first.

Several teachers discussed it, and finally decided to give them a tie for first place, and distributed two small gold medals, but the class bonus points are calculated according to No.1 and No.2.

Lu Peng heard that Ji Qingyan's leg was twitching while running, so he rushed over in a hurry, and almost asked the school doctor to borrow a wheelchair, but he didn't expect him to run first.

"You two stand on the podium and don't move! I'll take a group photo for you." Teacher Qin was addicted to pressing the shutter button today, "Get closer..."

Qiu Chi moved towards Ji Qingyan's direction, and their shoulders touched each other.

"Hold up the medal, Ji Qingyan smile..." The shutters sounded one after another, besides Teacher Qin, there were many female students secretly taking pictures with their mobile phones.

Ji Qingyan tried hard to keep a smirk.

"Qiu Chi closed his eyes, I'll take another picture later..." Mr. Qin's capture skills may not be very online, which caused the students next to him to keep laughing.

Ji Qingyan's mouth twitched.

A leaf flew over from nowhere and landed on his hair.

Qiu Chi saw it with his sharp eyes, and reached out to help him smooth his hair. Ji Qingyan slapped his wrist: "What are you doing?"

Qiu Chi looked innocent: "I'm just helping you remove the leaves!"

Fifteen or sixteen-year-olds would fight over a leaf on the podium and then laugh.

Natural emotional expressions are always more attractive than deliberate actions, and the two-dimensional images in the viewfinder become three-dimensional at this moment.

Qiu Chi wiped his sweat and did a few stretching exercises at the resting place. He will continue to participate in the final relay race.

In the relay competition of No. 100 Middle School, there are two men and two women in each class. The first person runs 200 meters, the second person runs 300 meters, and then 400 meters and [-] meters in turn. The four participating students are assigned by themselves.

Considering that the physical strength of girls is a little worse than that of boys, girls usually run the first two strokes and boys run the last two strokes.

Since many students are involved in the competition at the same time, tacit cooperation is also a test when passing the baton, so the score of this project is also higher than other projects.If the class wants a high grade ranking, then this is the must-win item that can widen the gap the most.

Ji Qingyan didn't even know that Qiu Chi had signed up for this project: "How fast did you run?"

Qiu Chi drank a 500ml bottle of Nongfu Spring in just a few sips: "The third best."

"Okay, come on."

"Hey!" Qiu Chi held him back, "Are you leaving now?"

"if not?"

"Don't you watch the relay? How interesting."

Ji Qingyan said heartily, when you were chatting with your female classmate on the rostrum just now, you didn't even think about coming over to watch my high jump.After thinking about it, why is it so sour...

When Su Wen watched Qiu Chi pinch Ji Qingyan's leg at the finish line just now, he realized that he squatted down because of his leg cramps. He didn't expect Qiu Chi to help his classmates... It seems that this person's conscience was not eaten by dogs. .

At this time, the attitude towards him was a little bit better, but there was really only one point: "Relay is so interesting, didn't you see that his legs were uncomfortable and he ran for so long?"

He pulled Ji Qingyan back to the stands.

Qiu Chi originally wanted to say that after Ji Qingyan returned to the stands, he would press his calf again, but he had already walked away.

Lu Peng came over at this time, beside Sister Goose and squad leader Tingzi, the four of them were going to participate in the relay race together.

Lu Peng held the small pink notebook in the pavilion, on which was written the current score of the game: "I just calculated, our class is now ranked third in collective points, class 3 is more than ten points higher than us, and we can catch up. The chances are not great, but Class 6 is only one point ahead of us."

Relay No. 120 points, No. 215 points, No. 310 points, and the rest of the class will add 5 points uniformly.

Qiu Chi asked him: "How far is the class behind us compared to us?"

"Let me take a look..." Lu Peng flipped through his notebook, "It should be Class 7, which is 8 points behind us."

Sister Goose frowned: "Then we are not very stable now, Class 7 can easily catch up."

"And we are too far behind No.1, it's hard to catch up." Tingzi whispered, "It makes me so nervous."

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, let's participate!" Lu Peng comforted and returned the notebook to her.

There are few students practicing sports in the sixth middle school, and they all know each other. Da Zhuang is in class 7, and another is in class 3. They often play basketball together.

They are all practicing their skills day by day with real knives and guns. The distance of the relay race is not a big deal for them. Normal students can't run it at all.

The 1500-meter class 4 can take the first place. It is purely because they want to preserve their strength so they did not participate. Both of them will definitely go to the fourth leg with the longest distance in the relay race.

Qiu Chi looked at the entry list for his grade again, and sure enough, it was almost the same as what he thought.

"Yes, our focus is on participation," he patted Lu Peng, "we will be at the front, try to run as hard as we can, and we can only rely on you for the last blow."

Lu Peng could even imagine the scene of being hanged and beaten, because when he ran 400 meters in the morning, the two special students were more than ten seconds faster than him.

"You two are sad, you haven't run yet! We agreed to overthrow them." Sister Goose ran the second best 200 meters, and she was the female compatriot with the best running performance in the class.

Except for Sister Goose who can run better, the other girls in their class have average sports performance, and Tingzi can barely pass.

She didn't know what to do, but she felt that Sister Goose was right, and she couldn't back down before playing: "It's okay, we still have a good chance to keep three and fight for two."

When the gunshots of the game sounded, the sound of cheering from the stands was loud.Holding the baton tightly, Tingzi ran with his head raised.She is relatively small, but the frequency of kicking her legs under her feet is extremely fast. Class 4 is currently No.4.

Sister Goose was the second best. Apart from the long jump in the morning, she only came here for the relay event. She quickly surpassed the two and is now ranked second.

Such a sprint of 200 meters was a bit of a limit for her, and when she was more than ten meters away, she began to slow down.

The baton needs to be handed over during the running process. Qiu Chi saw her approaching, so he also started to run forward, and the speed was slightly faster than her, just like Ji Qingyan deliberately ran one step ahead of Ji Qingyan when he was approaching the finish line in the morning. Move the reference object, and the people behind will be stimulated to gradually accelerate.

She tried to stretch her hand forward, and when Sister Goose's whole body passed the 200-meter line, Qiu Chi quickly threw the baton over, and Ben Yijuechen, like a little leopard galloping on the wasteland, appeared in the cameras of many mobile phones. Become a phantom.

The breeze was facing him, and the sun cast a nearly dazzling light on him. The hair on his forehead was gathered to the top of his head, revealing his white forehead and sharp eyebrows.

The youth is vigorous and reckless, so arrogant that he can catch up with the sun and take the clouds.

The stands were boiling, and Ji Qingyan was sitting in the stands, watching him pass the 6th class that was temporarily leading just now, and rush towards Lu Peng at an ever-increasing speed, constantly striving for the weight of the lead.

"Damn, did Qiu Chi get bloody today?" Su Wen had a question from the bottom of his soul.

After Qiu Chi handed over the baton, the strong inertia still made him continue to run two or three meters forward. Tang Haoyang hurried over to stop him, helped him to the side and rested: "You are so awesome today! Are you tired? tired?"

He ran too fast just now, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth: "It's okay..."

"That's good, that's good, you can drink water after walking around." Tang Haoyang unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and kept it beside him.

Because of Qiu Chi's desperately running lead, and the fact that the third boy in class 7 ran too slowly, the fourth boy Da Zhuang was basically unable to recover. Lu Peng ran all the way, and the second To reach the finish line, the class took only five seconds longer than class 3.

The students in the stands immediately jumped up, and a group of people rushed down to deliver Snickers bars to the four athletes.Ji Qingyan was speechless, you are going to give chocolates only after they have finished running there.

Although he repelled this kind of behavior, he still followed it for some unknown reason.

After meeting Qiu Chi, he couldn't say any words of congratulations or flattery, so he choked out a sentence: "Are...are you tired?"

"Ah... I... I have no strength..." After finishing speaking, Qiu Chi suddenly fell limply on Ji Qingyan's body as if he had no bones.

Everyone: Huh?

Didn't he just say it's okay?And didn't he walk back from the runway by himself?

Is it common to engage in double standards now?