MVP in the next examination room

"Slow down, slow down," Xu Qian, the chubby boy, squatted on an open space behind the dormitory area, helping several athletes to watch the rehearsal for the entrance ceremony. His voice was thinner and lighter than that of ordinary boys, so it sounded extra gentle , "From this angle...isn't it quite neat?"

Tang Ran put both hands on the hand wheel of the wheelchair, his patience was basically exhausted, he glanced at Jin Luo, who always rushed out of the queue, and said, "Ham, you don't look at it from the corner of your eye when you walk forward. People on both sides? How about drag racing?"

Jin Luo drove his wheelchair back to the queue: "Ah, my speed has dropped a lot...Brother Ran, can we go a little faster? Also, where is Brother Yuan?"

The entry ceremony of the athletes in class 12 was directed by Tang Ran. In order not to be seen by other classes in advance, he slipped to the dormitory area to practice every time during physical education class.

Tang Ran said: "He will practice the high jump for a while. Go on, pay attention to maintaining the formation, and I will go over to have a look."

As he spoke, he supported the armrest of a wheelchair, stood up from it, and walked towards the playground.

Yuan Che was still practicing his back jumping in the high jump area.

Run-up, take-off, and over-the-pole.

Tang Ran still has a certain distance from that side, but he can already see that the position of the crossbar is not low, it is estimated to be about 1.9 meters high.Yuan Che's shoulder slid across the sky, but his leg touched the crossbar, and the pole fell straight down.He turned over neatly from the mat and got back to the starting line.

This height was indeed not easy for Yuan Che, and he failed to cross it three times.The physical education teacher over there walked over and said a few words to him, and then raised his hand to move the bar, probably to let him lower it by a few centimeters.Yuan Che shook his head, with a resolute look on his face, he returned to the starting point and said to try again.

Tang Ran walked over and didn't speak, just looked aside for a while.When Yuan Che jumped for the fourth time, the pole fell under his body, pressing on his lower back, and it hurt even looking at it.

The physical education teacher hurriedly asked him how he was doing and asked him to come down and rest for a while.

Yuan Che waved his hand, turned over and got up to put the rod away. Just as he raised his head, a bottle of icy water appeared in front of him.

"How about it, take a break," Tang Ran said, "Brother will take you to a wheelchair."

Yuan Che: "... again?"

After finishing the preparatory activities for the physical education class, Tang Ran called him to practice wheelchairs when he started free activities. Yuan Che directly refused: "Practice a bird, there is no end."

——Looking at the previous sports games of Shengjing, it is not difficult to find that the opening ceremony has an obvious evolution process, from the seriousness of the athletes wearing uniform sportswear and walking in the square formation to the direction of the neuropathy full of tricks, every year between classes They have to compete with each other for the weirdest tricks, which will win more attention and applause.

Yuan Che didn't quite understand the meaning of their focus on sensationalism rather than the project itself: "No."

"Go," Tang Ran pulled Yuan Che's shoulders and turned him around, "Be obedient."

Tang Ran glanced around and saw the physical education teacher wandering to the other side with a water bottle. Taking advantage of no one's attention, she quickly lowered her head and pecked at the base of Yuan Che's ear, wrapped her hand around his waist, and gently Touched the place where the crossbar had passed just now, rested his chin on his shoulder, and asked his right ear, "Does it hurt?"

After the pain passed, Yuan Che almost forgot, when he touched him, he frowned and "hissed": "Don't touch it."

"Let me see." Looking at his expression, Tang Ran knew that the injury was not as light as he had shown it before. He was wearing thin clothes during training, and this time it might leave a bruise, so he wanted to tease him. Top hem.

The boys in this area of ​​training are not that particular. Some would take off their shirts and be shirtless after training, but Yuan Che was not happy, so he took off Tang Ran's hand and dodged sideways: "It's okay."

"Don't be harsh on me," Tang Ran's attitude became stronger than before, "Don't dance today, go back to the dormitory and apply some medicine."

"Also," Tang Ran said after a pause, "Why isn't the opening ceremony important? You can't lose your aura if you lose anything."

In the first round of more than 70 classes in the first and second grades of senior high school, he did not allow the second grade (12) to be lost in the crowd.

Yuan Che paused for a moment before making a concession: "Wait until I pass this time."

"..." Tang Ran glanced back at the 1.9-meter crossbar and said, "Then the opening ceremony must be over."

Yuan Che glanced at him: "...If you want to be beaten up, just say so."

Tang Ran took two steps back and made a "please" gesture: "One last time, it's a deal."

I don't know if the provocative method played a role, Yuan Che took a deep breath and took a few steps back, rushed to the pole and jumped sideways—shouldering, leaning back, retracting legs, and crossing the pole steadily.It worked!

Yuan Che closed his eyes and took a few breaths, got up from the mat without changing his expression, went to the edge of the field, bent down and picked up his school uniform jacket, and asked Tang Ran, "What did you just say?"

"What did I just say?" Tang Ran pretended to be stupid, and walked out of the playground with a hook on Yuan Che's shoulder, "Ah, the weather is really nice today."

In the past few days, Yuan Che was preparing for the sports meeting, and Tang Ran had witnessed a kind of stunned... madness in Yuan Che's bones that hadn't been revealed much.

Just like competing with yourself, if you can't reach the height, you have to challenge it again and again. After passing this hurdle, you have to step up to break through the next one, as if you are tireless.It's fine if you didn't participate in this kind of competition before, but once you participate, you must do your best.

It's like having an obsession with being number one.

Fall sports are coming soon.

"Respected leaders, teachers, dear students, good morning everyone! In the golden autumn season, the autumn wind is refreshing. On this exciting day, we ushered in the xx Autumn Sports Meeting of Shengjing Middle School..."

The female students on the radio station read the opening speech full of emotion. In the bathroom behind the playground, several athletes from Class 12 were busy making final preparations before entering the field.

"Old Ding, it's loose here, hurry up and wrap it up again!"

"Quick, quick, who will help me tighten this circle?"

In the men's bathroom, Tang Ran helped Yuan Che wrap the bandage, and stood obediently waiting for Yuan Che to help him wrap it up: "Wrap it thicker, thank you."

Yuan Che: "?"

The bandages on several of them were wrapped from head to toe, only a pair of eyes were exposed - of course, the two legs were wrapped separately, otherwise they would really not be able to enter the arena for a while.

Although there is room to see the road and breathe, it is still somewhat uncomfortable to wear this on the body.

Tang Ran said: "It's better to pester her so much that her mother won't recognize her when she comes."

Yuan Che paused holding the bandaged hand: "...I thought you were not ashamed."

After all, the overall plan for the admission comes from the person in front of him.

Tang Ran said awe-inspiringly: "For our victory, this little sacrifice is nothing."

Yuan Che: "..."

After Jin Luo and the others finished entanglement, they stood at the sink and shouted at the top of their voices, "Mr. Tang, Brother Yuan, are you alright?"

"Come on," Tang Ran's voice came from the cubicle, "I'll help my deskmate add another layer."

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"Now coming to us are the athletes of Class 21 of Senior High School," several announcers on the radio station read the introduction drafts submitted by each class clearly and passionately. It is 'unity and progress, overcoming obstacles'..."

After reading the introductory speech of Class 11, the students of Class [-], Senior Two sitting in the auditorium shouted the class slogan loudly, cheering for the athletes: "Eleven Eleven, keep improving yourself; sprint hard and achieve great results!"

The atmosphere is warm and full of positive energy.

Before the athlete representative team of Class [-] approached the auditorium of Senior [-] from the last class of Grade [-], there was a louder noise than when Class [-] shouted slogans just now.

The young lady on the broadcasting station continued to read the manuscript: "Now, what is sliding towards us in a wheelchair is, uh, the representative team of Class 22..."

The phalanx of athletes in the sophomore year (12) advances along the track at a constant speed in a 4*4 array.

Every athlete couldn't see his face clearly, and his whole body was covered with white bandages. He was sitting in a wheelchair, and his hands were moving the rocking wheels on both sides in unison.Holding a sign in front is Li Hong, who is also covered in bandages, but has no wheelchair to sit in. He holds up the sign of "Senior Grade 12 (Class [-])", jumps forward with both feet on the ground, and leads the mummy party. The team moves forward.

"They...their movements are stiff and uniform," the fluent lady from the radio station stuttered suddenly, "their competition slogan is...uh..."

The announcer wanted to cry but gave a questioning look to the boy next to him: How did this manuscript pass!Is it really okay to read it out? ?