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Chapter 317 It's Better...(1/3)

 Around the runway, students cheered and cheered, and the momentum was moving.

The contestants started and accelerated to finish, each trying their best.

Luo Jun from Class 11 was the only one who crawled forward funny. Fortunately, Luo Jun was pretty good. After crawling forward for a while, he finally maintained his balance. He swung his legs and chased after the player in front.

Xu Yan and others from Class 11, who were originally waving flags and shouting enthusiastically, suddenly became mute.

"Sister Yan, are we still shouting?" a female classmate asked.

Xu Yan looked embarrassed. They were the ones shouting the loudest on the field just now, and the result was like this.

She looked at Pang Jiao and Li Shengnan who were cheering in the distance, and cursed in her heart:

"Are you here to cause trouble?"

Guo Kunnan pointed his arm towards the track: "Does it look like a Tyrannosaurus rex running?"

Ma Shicheng raised his cell phone and was recording: "You are too flattering to him, he is clearly a dog shaved ice!"

Nearing the finish line, a large number of students gathered. Shen Qing'e and the others stood here, Jiang Yanan's face was filled with excitement:

"Look, look, Jiang Ning from our class is ahead!"

Shen Qing'e had already seen it without her having to say anything.

She was in a good position, and she could tell at a glance that Jiang Ning was in the lead. He was several positions ahead of the other contestants, leading with an absolute advantage.

Shen Qing'e was too nervous to blink. In such a mood, Jiang Ning successfully crossed the finish line.

Jiang Yanan jumped up excitedly: "First, first in our class!"

Lu Qiqi, who has always been relatively mature, was very excited when she saw this scene.

Yang Sheng came around from behind the crowd and greeted Jiang Ning: "Awesome!"

After they saw Ma Shicheng, they ran towards the finish line together.

The loudspeaker on campus then broadcast: "Congratulations to Jiang Ning from Class 8, Grade 1, for achieving a time of 11.95 seconds in the men's 100 meters!"

11 seconds 95, this result is definitely quite impressive for ordinary people without professional training.

Shan Kaiquan did not join Ma Shicheng and the others. He stood there for a while.

He saw Jiang Ning at the finish line, surrounded by a bunch of people, and everyone's faces were full of happiness.

Shan Kaiquan quietly stayed away from the crowd. He was alone, doing warm-up exercises over and over again to get his body moving.

My good brother Guo Kunnan followed me again.

Shan Kaiquan relaxed his legs: "Brother Nan, what was the sprint score you tested for me before?"

Guo Kunnan said: "Anyway, within 12 seconds, very fast!"

He trained with Shan Kaiquan, and he knew best how much Shan Kaiquan had improved over the past few months, regardless of weather conditions.

"Jiang Ning's time was 11.95 seconds, and I was within 12 seconds. Doesn't it prove that my performance is not weaker than his?" Shan Kaiquan suddenly had this idea.

"Even, higher than him?"

Guo Kunnan said: "Yes, you are very strong, very strong!"

Shan Kaiquan looked towards Jiang Ning again. Ma Shicheng and the others had arrived, and Chen Siyu and the others were all celebrating.

Shan Kaiquan's pressure has been relieved a lot. He is in the third group. Soon, it will be his turn to bear the cheers of his classmates!

"Since 12 seconds can lead to the first place in the group, then I, Shan Kaiquan, will be the first in this group!" He regained his confidence and his eyes were full of light.

"I, Kaiquan, will never be weaker than anyone else throughout my life!"



Luo Jun won the first group and the last place.

Gu Tiao from their class came over, with regret on his round and round face:

"Brother, I don't blame you, Class 8 Pang Jiao and the others are too scary!"

Luo Junru heard the devil whispering and covered his ears with his hands: "No, I don't want to hear this name!"

Gu Tai felt melancholy and a little nostalgic. He thought about how glorious it was when he and Luo Jun formed the "Black and White".

Among Class 11, they are both invincible.

Nowadays, Luo Jun's mentality is no longer good and he often reacts with neurasthenia.

However, Gu Tai never thought of giving up Luo Jun. He said sincerely:

"If you are eliminated in the 100 meters, you can eliminate them. Anyway, this is not an event you are good at. You are best at the 800 meters and the long jump. Leave the 100 meters to me."

"I've made inquiries. There are students from Class 8 participating in the third group. I'll win it back for you."



The third group of men's 100 meters is about to start.

"Under the sky, the sun is scorching in the sky. How many shouts of encouragement are in my ears, full of blood and sweat, igniting the dream of youth, the glory on the other side... That is the direction of the stars."

The pre-match speech came out again from the loudspeaker.

Shan Kaiquan had a number strip stuck on his back. He stood at the starting line, and wherever he looked, he saw the finish line.

It's not just the end.

At the moment when everyone was watching, he looked at the crowd around him and found the person he was thinking of. Very good, Bai Yuxia is here.

Shan Kaiquan felt much more at ease.

He calmed down, and all distracting thoughts disappeared at this moment, leaving only one goal, the end.

Standing next to him was Zhao Jinyang from Class 7. At this time, there was a trace of evil on Zhao Jinyang's face.

Tang Fu, the sports committee member of Class 7 in the morning, was teased by Cui Yu from Class 8 next door. Cui Yu was so hateful that he not only teased Tang Fu, but also humiliated Class 7!

Now, Zhao Jinyang represents the people of Class 7 and is bound to severely damage the face of Class 8.

He, Zhao Jinyang, is a ‘quasi-sports student’.

Do you understand what this means?

He is only half a step away from becoming a sports talent.

The loudspeaker sounded: "Tiger in the mountains, dragon in the water, Grade 1, Class 7, crouching tiger, hidden dragon!"

Zhao Jinyang's proud head was raised even higher.

This is the slogan of Class 7!

Onlooker Cui Yu said: "That kid is so crazy, I can already feel his arrogance!"

"Brother Long, think of a way quickly!"

Wang Longlong pondered for a few seconds and then decided to take action: "Brother Cui, come to the podium with me."

Ten seconds later, a voice came from the loudspeaker:

"I am Nezha, I am Wu Song, from Class 8, Grade 1, killing dragons and tigers!"

Zhao Jinyang on the runway: "Nah?"

When the surrounding students heard this, they immediately started discussing privately, is Class 7 being targeted by Class 8?

In the crowd of Class 7, Tang Fu was dressed neatly and neatly. Her height of 1.7cm made her stand out among the girls.

Under the sports shorts, a pair of frighteningly long white legs made the boys look back and forth.

"Tang Fu, Class 8 is bullying!" a girl complained.

Tang Fu heard this and couldn't help her bad temper: "It's okay, Zhao Jinyang will not let us down."

"What's the use of shouting slogans well? Getting grades is what matters!"

When Zhao Jinyang gets his results, everything done by Class 8 will be nothing but a joke.

"Is Zhao Jinyang really good? Jiang Ning from Class 8 ran so fast just now! He was first." said the girl with a round face. She witnessed the whole process of the first group of competitions.

Although Luo Jun, who was climbing smoothly in Class 11, attracted her attention, she still knew who the champion was.

Tang Fu kicked her long legs: "Believe in Zhao Jinyang."



To the left of Shan Kaiquan is Gu Tiao from Class 11, partnered by Luo Jun, and the little whirlwind wild boar!

Gu Tai has a plump body shape and a strong evil aura on his face.

Xu Yan from Class 11 was among the cheerleading team of her class, and Guo Kunnan looked at her across the track.

The short runway became a river and a sea between him and Xu Yan, which could not be crossed.

Guo Kunnan just sent a message to Xu Yan. He said that he was in the fourth group and hoped to receive blessings after he could play. However, he did not receive a reply.

‘It doesn’t matter, she is the squad leader and must be busy with the affairs of her class.’ Guo Kunnan comforted himself.

The competition of the third group is about to begin.
To be continued...
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