Can a scholar not be partial to a subject?

Qiuzhen was No. 2 in 1 this afternoon, and No. [-] was a sports school student, directly breaking the record.

Class [-] didn't have any special students, so it was a bit of a disadvantage in the sports meeting, but the results in the past two days were actually pretty good, few won the championship, but quite a few won the ranking.

At this time, the atmosphere in the classroom was a bit heavy, and it didn't look like his grades were not bad at all.

Zhang Bo was injured.

Tomorrow morning the race will basically be over, and in the afternoon there will be only the relay final and the 5000-meter long-distance race.The relay race comes first, and the 5000-meter race is the last event in the school.

Zhang Bo reported the 400m and long jump, in addition to the 400m relay, the 6 has already been run, he won No.[-], the long jump is good this afternoon, the second.

I sprained my ankle during the last jump, and now I have to be supported when I walk, let alone run, and my team will have to change in the 400-meter relay tomorrow.

In general events, someone is injured and can only abandon the race, but the relay race is different from other events, as long as the class is sure that there is no problem, specific personnel can be temporarily replaced.

Qiu Zhen is still a little worried, who should he replace?

Some people are really not athletic, and it’s useless to go. He took the roster and recalled their performance in physical education class, and eliminated them one by one.

Suddenly someone asked, can the school committee do it?Among other things, Bi Xia is not bad at least in terms of height.

Of course Bi Xia could, but Qiu Zhen didn't think about him at all.Before Bi Xia could speak, he vetoed it first: "No, he still has [-] tomorrow."

"Huh? So brother Qiu, don't you still want to run five thousand?"

"Can it be the same? I have practiced a lot, and those who have not practiced run four hundred are more tired than one thousand."

"Then what should we do? Otherwise, the school committee won't run five thousand?"

"Then it's better for the school committee to go to the [-] relay race and find someone else."

"The problem is that I can't find it now!"

"Hey, stop arguing. We've already signed up all we can. Why don't all the boys in the class go to the playground for a run at night? Let's see again?"

This is the most direct and effective way.

The 100-meter relay is very fast. This is the final again. There are six groups in the school. It will not take long to finish the competition. The time is too close to the 400-meter relay and cannot be repeated.

There are only 23 boys in their class, and there are eight less. In fact, the choice range is not very large.

Bi Xia put down the dictionary and went to the playground together.

A dozen or so boys rushed out together and quickly put in order. Bi Xia actually didn't try his best, but it seemed that everyone in their class could sign up, and none of the rest could play. He was the first .

Qiu Zhen was a little speechless, why bother?But it was all settled, he didn't say anything, and took the other two students to practice on the playground.

"You are the third baton, and I am the last baton. Dong Jie is in front of you. Let's run dozens of meters first to practice receiving the baton?"

Bi Xia looked at Qiu Zhen's so-called "stick" and nodded.

The other textbooks are a little too big, which is inconvenient, but the Chinese textbook is just right when it is rolled up and glued with transparent glue. I don’t know whose textbook it is.

The textbooks were passed around continuously in their hands, and gradually, the cold cover carried the body temperature of several teenagers.

Sure enough, four hundred is a little more tiring than one thousand. Bi Xia's endurance is not bad, long-distance running can run for a long time according to his own pace, but four hundred is sprinting the whole time.

In the morning, they entered the final with the No.4 score in the second year of the group, but in the afternoon, they don't know what will happen.Visually, the 400-meter relay is much crueler than the 100-meter relay, and the first class may be half a circle away from the last one.

At noon, Bi Xia fell asleep on the table early, he had to recharge his energy.

Qiuzhen, who usually falls asleep at midnight, never fell asleep.In the afternoon it was [-] plus [-], Qiu Zhen was a little worried about his deskmate.

After Bi Xia was ordered to run the relay yesterday, he tried to persuade Bi Xia to give up the 5000 meters several times, but he couldn't.

Obviously he is also in this schedule but wants others to give up, who is he looking down on?

The final result in the afternoon was actually better than in the morning, No.2.The relay race points are doubled, this time, [-] points.

Everyone was celebrating and cheering, and Qiu Zhen was surrounded by people. Just now he passed the two with the last stick, otherwise they would still be fourth.

However, Qiu Zhen’s mind is full of the cold touch he felt when he just took over the baton from Bi Xia’s hands. After strenuous exercise, he will only feel cold if his physical strength cannot keep up with his hands, but 400 meters should not be too physically exhausted. It may be really physical difference.

After much deliberation, Qiu Zhen decided to go and have a look by himself.

When he returned to the camp, he happened to see Lao Ban making a cup of glucose for Bi Xia himself: "How is it? If you are really tired, don't go for five thousand. Your body is the most important thing."

Bi Xia shook his head. Giving up is not in his dictionary, and he is not unable to afford to lose. If he really doesn't give up, he will lose completely.

"It's fine, just rest for a while."

Lao Ban saw Qiu Zhen coming over and asked, "How about you? Are you okay?"

"I'm OK."

Seeing that he really didn't seem to have a problem, the old class smiled and said, "Then I'll leave Bi Xia to you, and I won't let you run with me at the 5000-meter school, so take care of me."

Qiu Zhen came over and took Bi Xia's shoulders: "Don't worry, old class, I will definitely bring you back."

They had just finished running, and they were covered in sweat. Qiuzheng was emitting heat, and his clothes were a little damp.Bi Xia wanted to push him away, but in front of Lao Ban, he finally endured it.

The old class told Bi Xia again: "Give up if you can't hold on. There is nothing shameful about it. Do what you can. If you are really tired, it will affect your future studies."

Bi Xia agreed.

After the 5000 relay, there will be a competition for the second and third year of high school, and half an hour later will be the last event of the whole school, the [-]-meter long-distance race.

After Bi Xia rested, his condition improved a lot, and his face looked the same as usual, so the old class let him run.

When they were preparing to enter the field, Lao Ban was still worried, and said to Qiu Zhen: "Look at him, you too, just finished the relay. There is no need to hold on to the 5000 meters, safety first."

The starting gun fired, and a large group of people ran more than half a circle before gradually running in a straight line.

Bi Xia felt that something was wrong, and he hadn't fully recovered from the [-] runs just now.

Most people only saw that Qiu Zhen surpassed two people in the end, but did not notice how much he narrowed the gap.

He studied it when the results came out in the morning. Their class No.4 is very stable, but there is not a small gap with the previous ones. He tried his best in the morning but worked hard in the afternoon. Now it is obvious that he is working harder than usual in practice.

At the beginning, Bi Xia followed his own pace as in the practice, but gradually, the gap between him and the people in front became wider and wider.In today's state, he doesn't know how long he can keep running at this speed, and he can't guarantee that he will have the strength to overtake him later.

If this continues, there will be no ranking.

Qiuzhen is still in the first echelon, 5000 meters, [-] and a half laps, the competition is endurance, everyone will not run too fast at first, but even so Qiuzhen has already led him by more than half a lap, and now he has only run three laps , there are more than nine laps left.

From such a long distance, Qiu Zhen was wearing a summer school uniform like most of the others, so it was hard to recognize, but his hairstyle was so conspicuous that Bi Xia didn't need to look at it.

He gritted his teeth and picked up the speed, while adjusting his breathing to keep the same frequency as much as possible.

Passing the finish line again, a volunteer shouted to him from the side: "Come on, there are seven laps left."

Seven laps, two thousand eight hundred meters.

The total number of participants in the three years is no more than forty people, and those who signed up and came to participate basically have the purpose of challenging themselves.

Most sports school students report for sprints. Unless they are specialized in long-distance running, 5000 meters is really not worthwhile.

If Qiu Zhen can hold on, his grades should be pretty good, and he might be able to take the first place.

Bi Xia calmed down and stopped paying attention to others, and began to analyze his own situation.

Now the first echelon on the field has been finalized. The four people, who are said to be the first echelon, are actually a little far away, but the gap is within a hundred meters, and they are getting closer and closer to him.

Bi Xia found that except for the first few speeds that did not change much, the latter were basically dragging their feet.

He felt that he had been deceived. If he had known that they were at this level, he could have played at his own pace.It is a miscalculation to know oneself but not the enemy.

But it was too late now, Bi Xia obviously felt that his legs were a lot heavier, so he could only adjust his pace and slow down.

From the fourth lap, someone overtook the circle, and every time someone overtook the auditorium after that, there was a round of cheers, and two people passed by Bi Xia's side.

It's a bit embarrassing to be super circled.

Bi Xia felt a little angry for no reason when he thought of the person who asked him if he wanted to report for the [-] long-distance running.

Perhaps anger really can give people strength, even if it is anger.Bi Xia was faster than before, and he was about to catch up to the last place.

Qiu Zhen couldn't figure it out, his tablemate was running at a constant speed just now, why he suddenly became faster, but with such a small distance, he also quickened his pace to catch up.

Bi Xia heard footsteps behind him again, and approached him step by step, faster than him, but very steady.

Those running behind him would not be behind him if they had the physical strength, they could only be the ones in front.Bi Xia was a little helpless, he was the third one, and this was the third person who was going to pass by him.

What an ugly loss.

He is very competitive, but he will not overestimate his capabilities. The previous 400-meter relay consumed a lot of energy, and he was led off the rhythm just now. Now he must stabilize.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer, accompanied by the sound of soles landing and the sound of clearly audible breathing.Like his steps, his breath is also steady.Bi Xia tried hard to tell himself not to be influenced by him, it will pass soon, just stay steady.

Arriving in front of the rostrum again, I heard a scream coming from the direction where I called Bi Xia to come from a long distance away. It was the students in Class [-].

He was about to be overtaken by the third person, but his classmates were so excited, Bi Xia was a little puzzled.

He didn't know what the students were excited about, but he suddenly realized that the sound of footsteps seemed to have followed him for a long time, and it had been a long time since he could not see Qiu Zhen in his sight.

As if to confirm his guess, a familiar tone came from his ear.

"Are you moved? My brother is here to accompany you."

Bi Xia's breathing was disordered.