make you angry, a little happy

Chapter 36 Relay Race

Su Xiaoyuan held Zhang Zhao's mineral water in his hand, but he didn't want to: "I'm a boy, why do you always want to poke me, no way."

"Why can't boys poke? You feel right in your heart. You poked me with a pen in class so little?"

"I reminded you that the teacher in charge is watching from the back door!"

"That's fine. I'll poke after I win the run. That's it." Zhang Zhao walked forward as if stepping on a cloud. Suddenly, a group of people made an emergency corner. The last two laps.No, he was sweating in his heart, Zhu Jie's pace today was too abnormal, and he started sprinting ahead of time.

Unless it's...someone is cutting his runway in a corner, and he's dumping someone!

A bunch of fans who cheered and cheered went crazy and rushed over here.Zhang Zhao smoothly pulled Su Xiaoyuan to his side, blocking the cheerleaders swarming from all sides.

On the last lap, the No.1 on the straight road heading straight to the finish line was Zhu Jie, with the number 0901 behind him, followed by Zhang Zhao's brothers who used to be in class 8, and then the people from class 6.

Su Xiaoyuan was very awkward, Zhang Zhao's action was too huggable, and he was not a girl, so he needed protection all the time. "Have you won? Let go first, I'll go over and have a look!"

"What are you looking at? It's over. The first is Zhu Jie." Zhang Zhao frowned, not happy at all.

"Then I have to take a look, I'll find Xue Ye." Su Xiaoyuan kept his promise, and finally escaped from Zhang Zhao's arms.The top three results are all out, and the deafening cheers are all over the finish line.

The corner is very deserted, and those who have not finished running are not in a hurry, and sprint at a constant speed.

Su Xiaoyuan caught sight of Xue Ye from the second echelon: "Come on! Come on, Xue Ye! Come on, Xue Ye! Come on, Class 9!"

Xue Ye was staring at Zhu Jie at the finish line, but he didn't expect someone to cheer him on.He froze for a moment, smiled and waved at Su Xiaoyuan, and then returned to the sprinting state, ranking ninth.

When Zhang Zhao found Zhu Jie, he was looking down at the score. "Are you running here fast? You'll be exhausted after a while."

Zhu Jie looked at the results and smiled. "Talk about yourself, 5000 in the afternoon, can you do it?"

"Whoever loves you is an idiot!" Zhang Zhao also glanced at the score sheet, which exceeded the average level of Zhu Jie's normal training.

"Damn it!" The two cursed each other and walked towards the front of the rostrum, preparing to go to the inspection.

When Xue Ye came down, there was no one to help him, only the scattered logistics and student departments were left to clean up the venue.His grades were not good, and when he first joined the team, he was tricked by Brother Jie for two and a half laps, and he became the biggest joke in the team.

"Xue Ye, you are so fast!" Su Xiaoyuan stood at the finish line, which is also the starting point of the relay race, "Are you tired? I have water, give it!"

Xue Ye looked around and couldn't find Zhu Jie, so he dared to take the bottle of mineral water. "...Thank you, I told you that I can't do it, I didn't get the ranking. Why are you standing by yourself?"

Just as Su Xiaoyuan was about to speak, He An and Tao Wenchang came here.Xue Ye didn't say a word, just smiled, and went to the inspection office to find Zhu Jie.

A quarter of an hour later, Qiu Chen broadcast the last race in the morning and the only team race, the 4x400m relay, which is about to start inspection.Tao Wenchang chose a good place where he could directly see the athletes taking the baton.

"Hey, isn't that Zhang Zhao?" "...Which one?" "It's just the one in blue shorts. He quit the team in his first year of high school, why did he come out again?" "

Su Xiaoyuan's ears were full of these things, and he was so uncomfortable that he panicked, but he didn't know how to quarrel, he could only stare at people left and right, trying to stare at them to death.Then I heard Changzi start swearing: "Fuck, brother Zhao just took a break for a year, and the whole fucking came out to watch the fun."

He An nodded: "Yes... I'm not worried about him, I'm worried about Zhu Jie. Can he run a relay just after 1500?"

"We're all fucking waiting for brother Zhao to save us." Tao Wenchang folded his shoulders, He An on the left had broad shoulders and a thick back, and Su Xiaoyuan was thin on the back, "Let me tell you, the little girl who jumped high just now I... Class 4 and Class 8 are united to do our class."

Su Xiaoyuan was dumbfounded, and wanted to call out a few times in a hurry. "What do you mean... do our class? Did our class recruit them to provoke them?"

"Oh, I'm just unconvinced." He An looked at the direction where the track and field team gathered, "100% is brother Zhao and Zhu Jie's former defeats, this time they just joined forces, and I'm going to trip them up... …You didn’t look at the 1500 just now, it was not easy for Zhu Jie to win, and the first corner made people say goodbye.”

Tao Wenchang saw it too, but he didn't bother to mention it. "I see, attacking inside and outside, that's fucking enough. Don't talk about it, Brother Zhao and the others are on their way, just shout and cheer!"

When Zhang Zhao heard someone talking about him, he felt no pressure at all.He is different from Su Xiaoyuan, just say what you say, and you can still save a piece of meat.What he was worried about was that the little crane was alone on the playground, and the cheerleaders would crowd him again.

Looking from a distance, Zhang Zhao was relieved to see that the two brothers were with him.

The 9 classes were divided into AB group by lottery, and Zhu Jie drew A on behalf of 9 classes. The configuration of 5 classes, 24679 class, is the second place, which is not too bad.The first and second rounds were assigned to boys who had no sports in the class, and they ran well, and he came to chase the third round, and Zhang Zhao finished.

"Everyone on their positions!" The referee raised the starting gun.

It's time to start!Su Xiaoyuan was not so nervous during the senior high school entrance examination. The sudden sense of collective honor and crisis overwhelmed him.The gun rang, and the first of the five shots went straight across the straight. He had already started to turn before he had time to shout for refueling.

so fast!

"Come on! Come on!" Changzi brought up the rhythm of the cheerleaders, "Class 9 is awesome! The speed is good! Hold on! Hold on! Just be as steady as Zhu Jie!"

But they couldn't hear their shouts at the position where they took over the baton. Zhang Zhao touched Zhu Jie: "I heard that you were crowded just now?"

"Cut, who the hell can stop me, it's all left over from my playing." Zhu Jie pushed the second bat, handed over in the first lap, and ranked second in class 9.

"Someone wants to kill you, or both of us?" Zhang Zhao understands too well that neither of them are low-key masters. They are used to being high-key, and there must be some people who are not popular. ,Should."

"Stop fucking nonsense! It's real if you win!" After receiving the second baton, Class 9 fell to the third place. Zhu Jie made preparations for the baton in advance.In a blink of an eye, the second stick was in place, he took a few steps ahead of time, handed over in a straight line, chased after him instantly, and got the stick!

This run showed a gap with the previous two bats, and Zhu Jie's starting speed remained on the horizontal line.Su Xiaoyuan was so anxious that his whole body boiled and his hands were sweating a lot. Seeing that Zhang Zhao was about to take over the baton, he was so anxious that he couldn't even say a word of cheer.

"Class 9 rushed to catch up, less than three meters! Two meters! Overtaken! Overtaken! Too fast, too fast, 0901 gradually narrowed the gap and caught up with 4th class! Leading! 0901 leading!" Qiu Chen The broadcast made half of the playground boil, and the viewing platform became a wave of people. Everyone's eyes were focused on the last stick.

"Zhang Zhao...Zhang Zhao, come on! You...you..." Strangely, Su Xiaoyuan was out of breath even though he didn't take a step.

Two seconds later, Zhu Jie was the first to enter the corner and entered the baton zone. Zhang Zhao stretched his left hand behind him and prepared for a pre-run.But I didn't want the most tragic scene to happen, and I didn't know whether the two were really at odds or lacked a tacit understanding to pass the baton. The red and white wooden sticks were not delivered.

"The fourth bat from Class 9 has dropped the bat! It has dropped the bat!" While Qiu Chen was broadcasting the news, the crowd stopped, and Su Xiaoyuan's heart seemed to stop.

Zhang Zhao didn't expect such a move. Before he had time to think, he bent down to pick up the stick, and then kicked the ground to catch up.

"Class 4! Come on! Class 4! Come on!" The cheerleaders were boiling again, huddled and bouncing on the side of the track.The voice of applause for class 9 was gradually suppressed.

"What should we do? Did our class lose?" Su Xiaoyuan was blocked by the cheerleaders and couldn't see the runway, so he had to ask He An.

He An looked at the runway and said nothing, but Tao Wenchang smiled, as if it was not irretrievable. "This fucking running animal, let's watch the show!"

"Ah?" Su Xiaoyuan stood on tiptoe, and for the first time in his life, he grabbed someone's shoulder and tried to jump up with one foot.

Tao Wenchang led Class 9 and began to shout slogans: "Come on, son, Dad will always love you!"

"How, where is he..." Su Xiaoyuan could only see Zhang Zhao after jumping high, and he was overtaking others, so fast that it was scary.

Like a horse, it runs like a horse, and the beads of sweat are brighter than others.Su Xiaoyuan watched him run bouncing and bouncing, like watching a fast horse with a frame drop, seeing that the horse finally ran back to its own territory and ran out of the classroom.No wonder there is always a legend about him on the playground of No. [-] Middle School. Even if he hasn't run for a year, no one can beat him once he plays.

He was born to run.

There are many storms on the runway, and the victory or defeat can only be changed within a few seconds.In less than half a circle, Zhang Zhao directly caught up with Class 4 at an unmatched speed, and opened up a gap in the gap between the broadcasting station and his words.

Not enough, the distance is still widening, especially in the last 100 meters Zhang Zhao's advantage is more obvious. The cheerleaders from Class 9 burst into bursts of cheers. From being sluggish to high-spirited, the regained momentum was brought about by winning the first team competition.

"Zhang Zhao! Zhang Zhao!" The students in other classes also began to applaud, whistling, "Fucking Zhang Zhao is amazing, don't look at it!"

This is the only thing that sounds good, Su Xiaoyuan heard it in his ears, and it was sweet in his heart.

Zhang Zhao had no events in the morning, and the 400 meters were all warm-ups.Before the sprint, he sarcastically caught the third bat of Class 2, and looked back at Class 3's catch-up. He was sure that he was 4 second slower and couldn't catch up. The last step was to slow down and run over.

The whole playground was dumbfounded by his mastery, only the chief referee, Brother Changchun, shook his head helplessly.Zhang Zhao is Zhang Zhao, and he can't change it. Zhu Jie never leaves room for others on the court.

Always save face for the opponent, and often use this method to pretend to be aggressive, making it appear that he can win even if he slows down.

"Brother Zhao is awesome!" After crossing the line, the cheerleaders gathered around, as if the stars were holding the moon, Tao Wenchang pulled the two brothers to squeeze forward, looking at the ranking of the class first, "Awesome! Look at group B, run But our class won!"

He An wanted to beat his chest excitedly: "Our class will definitely win! Brother Zhao, we are here!"

Zhang Zhao came over to drink water with the baton, and smiled: "Damn it, what the hell...Zhu Jieya is an idiot, he can't even pass the baton...You two take good care of him, don't yell anymore Someone stepped on it!"

Su Xiaoyuan pursed his lips and smiled. It was the first time he saw Zhang Zhao running a race. He used to think that running was a joke, but now he looked like Zhang Zhao was shining. "You...are you tired!"

"Is this tired? You look down on me too much..." Zhang Zhao didn't understand why Su Xiaoyuan was so worried, it seemed like running was scary, "You go back to your seat first, Zhu Jie and I will go to get the grades, and I'll go find you in a while ...wait for me!"

"Well, then I..." The two were separated by a runway, and the rostrum was broadcasting the preparations for Group B. Su Xiaoyuan could only shout: "I'll bring you a box lunch at noon, I'll wait for you!"

Zhang Zhao looked back at him, today's crane is more beautiful, absolutely beautiful.

As expected, Zhang Zhao took the first place in the team relay race with the time recovered by the last shot.The lunch break started, the competition was temporarily suspended, and the whole school went crazy all morning, waiting for the track and field final and the main event in the afternoon.

Many old members of the track and field team came to Zhang Zhao, thinking that he was planning to return to the team, but Zhang Zhao just shook his head, saying that he just wanted to run, was born to run, and had no other meaning.

Born to run, this is Zhang Zhao!Su Xiaoyuan generously served him food, he was extremely envious and proud.

The afternoon competition kicked off with the field competition finals. After senior one and senior two groups, Tao Wenchang won the first field gold medal in the senior three men's group without any suspense. The height was 192, the record holder of the first middle school. Zhang Zhao said who will fight.Immediately afterwards, the high jump and long jump gold medals of the high school women's group were also won by class 9, leading the total score.

Coupled with a 1500 gold medal and first place in the relay, the momentum of the whole class is, fuck them.

Next came the finals of shot put, 100, 400, and 110 hurdles. There were many special students in the 9th class, and the gold, silver and bronze medals were won quickly, crushing the other 8 classes. Team No.2 is back.But everyone is fighting for their last strength, waiting for the final 5000-meter race.

Seeing Zhang Zhao resting with his eyes closed, Su Xiaoyuan stole a school uniform top to cover his calves.Unexpectedly, it was discovered as soon as it was covered.

"Damn it, I'm scared..." Zhang Zhao closed his eyes and rested his mind, thinking about how many classes Zhu Jie said that there are 9 classes to work together, "Are you tired after working all morning?"

Su Xiaoyuan is a life committee member, so he must be tired.It took several times just to clean up the trash, and Xue Ye helped. "It's okay, are you cold? Wear these shorts."

Zhang Zhao looked down, and the inner lining of his shorts was generously exposed: "It's not cold, are you peeking at my thighs!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Su Xiaoyuan's face burned because he just watched it, "No matter how rascal you are, I won't cheer you up!"

"Hey, I was wrong, okay." Zhang Zhao couldn't bear his blushing, and quickly covered the little monk with his school uniform, for fear that it would react, "Hey, I'll run 5000 in a while, I'm so tired, the kind that can exhaust people , Call Brother Zhao and listen."

"Don't bark, don't bark, don't bark, you say you won't die from exhaustion." Su Xiaoyuan threw the school uniform on his face, turned his head and walked away.He didn't dare to look back, because he did peek just now.Zhang Zhao lost a lot of weight because of the training camp, and his face was sharp. He watched it for a long time, and now he feels shameful.

Half an hour later, Tang Shu broadcast on the rostrum: "The 5000-meter high school men's team will start to check, please gather at the sign-in area." The quiet middle of noon on the playground once again ignited the passion, and more than a dozen boys stood up in the middle of the playground, They are all long-distance running.

The number of long-distance running applicants is small, and if the entire grade cannot make up 8, the event will be cancelled.But this year's 5000-meter heat is more than previous years, a total of 16.

Zhu Jie slept on Xue Ye's body for a whole noon, slowly, and began to sneer as soon as he came over. "Give way to the opponent, it's superfluous."

"Runway etiquette, you don't understand." Zhang Zhao pinned the 9020 on his chest, "You are abusing your power, why are you 01?"

"Because I abused my power, idiot." Zhu Jie moved his ankle and twisted his wristband, "I heard that someone is going to fuck our class, do you think it's you or me?"

"It must be you. I've been resting for a year. Who the hell knows who you've messed with." Zhang Zhao and Zhu Jie's starting position in the lottery was not very good. , "It's still me if you lead the race, let's be sure, don't take my arm again when the time comes."

Zhu Jie counted the people who wanted to overtake: "Whoever is incompetent will lead, and whoever loves is an idiot."

"That's definitely your idiot." Zhang Zhao tried a few starting positions, raised his hips, and kicked the ground.

"Squad leader...Squad leader!" Someone came jolting over.

Do it, Zhang Zhao was in a hurry, so he hurriedly greeted the referee and pulled him to the outer circle. "It's fucking about to shoot, come here, you won't be afraid of being knocked into the air!"

Su Xiaoyuan hated himself for not running fast, it took a long time to walk from west to east of the playground.He is different from Zhang Zhao. Running left him with the impression that he could not maintain his balance and fell on the ground. It was the tragic situation of others running pale, spitting out water, and directly fainting and being carried off by a stretcher. 5000 meters, what kind of race is this?He couldn't imagine it.

Reminiscent of Changzi's words, Su Xiaoyuan was so anxious that he couldn't care less about the danger of being knocked into the air.

"Brother Zhao, I'm here to cheer you up... Is it really exhausting to run this 5000 meters?"

The author has something to say: Zhu Jie didn't drop the stick on purpose, it's just that the two of them didn't have a tacit understanding.

Zhang Gou: I heard that the next book will be your turn to be smashed.

Zhu Jie: Don’t be ridiculous, I’m a straight man.