"The night is over, on the horizon~"
"I am that light~"
"Warming yourself also gives you strength~"
At the entrance of the gymnasium, Li Luo listened to Yan Zhusheng singing this song and felt a little dazed for a moment.
Just yesterday, I was standing where Yan Zhusheng was standing and sang the same song to Ying Chanxi.
At that time, I was very confident and flamboyant. After being baptized by parent-teacher conferences and the opening ceremony of sports games, I became very comfortable with this kind of full-person singing.
But now, standing where Ying Chanxi stood yesterday, listening to another person singing the same song to me, it's a different mood.
A very special feeling.
Especially when Yan Zhusheng finished singing this song, he simply said "Come on" into the microphone, which made everyone find it even more intriguing.
Only Li Luo knew immediately that this was what he was talking about.
Although this idea may seem a bit narcissistic and arrogant to outsiders, it is the fact.
Of course, in addition to him, Xu Yinghuan, who was sitting in the stands, also guessed it immediately. The corners of her mouth rose crazily, feeling that she had hit him again.
The classmates in Class 8 had been circulating some things privately for a long time. Yan Zhusheng's actions at this time only confirmed this fact again.
As for students in other classes and grades, this is another story.
They didn't know what the relationship was between Yan Zhusheng and Li Luo. They just felt that this girl was so confident that she shone brightly.
It was immediately engraved in the hearts of countless people and became an indelible light in youth.
Probably when people reach middle age, they occasionally drink and think about the past. When they recall their high school career, they no longer remember the questions they did and the tests they passed.
But I will remember that there was such a girl who once left a mark on my heart with a song.
There was never any relationship between the two even in high school.
In his previous life, even if Li Luo could really get into the No. 1 Middle School, he would have been like these people, but in this life, it is different.
Li Luo chuckled lightly, with inexplicable emotions flowing in his heart. When the song ended, the lingering sound lingered, and he finally turned back to the gymnasium, lined up to register for the 3,000-meter run, and followed Xu Youyu, who was leading the team, towards the starting point.
Because it is the last game among all student events, the school has specially relaxed the restrictions on the stands, allowing students to enter and exit, and they can watch directly on the playground lawn and beside the track.
So when the 3,000-meter race for the first year of high school was about to begin, many people from each class came down, and they were crowded at the starting line and the finish line.
Many classmates from Class 8, led by Yan Zhusheng, gathered here.
"Come on, monitor!"
"Wei Chun, come on too!"
Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang shouted from the side.
Li Luo looked over there and soon met Yan Zhusheng's eyes.
Yan Zhusheng didn't shout "Come on" because he had already shouted, so he waved to him directly and silently gave him a thumbs up.
Li Luo burst into laughter, and then under the teacher's arrangement, he stood on the starting line, lined up with the others, and waited for the order.
In the stands, Ying Chanxi, who had limited mobility due to a knee injury, looked helplessly at the crowd below, his mouth bulging and feeling a little unhappy.
Seeing her like this, Qiao Xinyan on the side could only console her: "It's nice to be in the stands. You can have an overview of the whole situation. Isn't it clearer?"
Ying Chanxi pursed her lips, thinking that this was only a small part of the reason for her bad mood.
But she was too embarrassed to say anything to Qiao Xinyan, so she could only nod and wait silently for the game to start.
At this time, Li Luo, who was standing on the starting line, saw that the teacher was not ready to call start, so he looked around and found no brother who looked like an athletic student.
On the other hand, Lu Wei, who was in the next class, squeezed into the seat next to Li Luo with a smile, and seemed determined to compete with him.
As for Liu Shaowen on the other side, he didn't pay attention to the 3000-meter race at all. His goal was to finish the race. At this time, he was relaxed and chatting with Li Luo.
"Li Luo, don't worry. Ying Chanxi is in our class. It's okay if her leg is injured. Our classmates will take good care of her."
"I'm not worried about that." Li Luo responded casually, already a little confused about Liu Shaowen's brain circuit. Why is this kid so enthusiastic about him recently?
Finally, the teacher was almost ready. He raised a small flag towards the finish line to signal, and then asked the players here to prepare.
"Everyone take your place."
"preparation--"
"run!"
With a simple command, Li Luo rushed out from the starting line.
Probably due to the recent morning and night runs every day, and the fact that the school also has running activities between classes every morning, Li Luo's physical fitness is very good.
If it were the body of a thirty-five-year-old in his previous life, it would be hard for Li Luo to imagine that he could rush out at such a speed without feeling much heaviness and fatigue. Instead, he would have a sense of lightness.
With a push of his feet, he was already flying forward lightly, and his whole body was filled with some kind of power called youth.
For the first time, Li Luo remained in the first echelon of the overall team.
For this 3,000-meter race, each class theoretically has two registration quotas, but in fact, the registration quota was not full.
There are some classes that no one wants to take, and only one person may sign up.
So in the end, only twenty-five or six people came to the competition field.
In the first half of the race, the more than 20 people suddenly became stratified.
Among them, the most backward ones are obviously those who are simply used to make up for the numbers. Many of them are chubby and not at all meant for long-distance running.
It's just that no one in the class chose me, so I was forced to choose such a project, and I was like cannon fodder.
This is the third echelon of people, there must be about seven or eight.
Counting forward, there is a huge second echelon team, and Wei Chun is among them.
There were twelve or thirteen people inside. From being crowded at first, they later formed a long line, following each other closely.
As for the first echelon, there are four or five people including Li Luo. They obviously have good endurance and have been at the forefront from the beginning.
During the second lap, Li Luo was originally following a classmate in front of him, but Lu Wei jumped out of the way and forced himself into second place.
Li Luo didn't fight with him. He was happy that someone was shielding him from the wind, so he simply ran behind Lu Wei silently.
But in fact, Lu Wei simply spent a lot of physical energy to rush up from the second echelon.
The purpose is to catch up with Li Luo's progress.
He didn't expect that Li Luo still had some ability. He was so far ahead at the beginning of the 3000 meters. He couldn't bear it and sprinted up immediately.
In particular, Gao Yuqin was specially chosen to watch the game on the lawn.
When he crossed Li Luo's body in front of Gao Yuqin, a surge of pride suddenly surged deep in his heart, and he ran with much more energy.
Li Luo didn't care and just followed Lu Wei.
But Ying Chanxi in the stands clenched his fists and muttered in a low voice: "What are you doing? You're being overtaken and you're not coming back? I'm so anxious."
In a 3,000-meter long-distance race, a 400-meter track is a full seven and a half laps long.
Li Luo was not in a hurry, and always adjusted his rhythm, maintaining a slightly faster speed than his usual morning jog, and maintaining his breathing and pace evenly.
On the contrary, Lu Wei, who was running in front, was caught up by Li Luo from time to time because he couldn't run on the straight, so he gritted his teeth and accelerated again.
This was repeated three or four times. By the time he reached the fourth lap, Lu Wei was out of breath, sweating profusely, and his whole rhythm was out of whack.
By the fifth lap, his feet felt as if they were filled with lead, and he was easily surpassed by Li Luo.
And when he wanted to speed up again to overtake him, he found that his feet could no longer move. Once he let go of his breath, in the blink of an eye, Lu Wei was overtaken by several people one by one, and finally fell to the end of the second echelon, lingering.
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Li Luo didn't care much about Lu Wei, he just looked at the back of the first person in front.
Originally, he thought the opponent would be a sports student.
But looking at this strength, it doesn’t seem like it.
By the time he reached the last lap and a half, Li Luo's body also felt heavy, and his nose and lips were extremely hot due to his intense breathing.
The chest was blowing like a blower.
In my ears I heard the shouts of classmates from Class 8.
Countless people's eyes fell on him.
When it came to the last lap, I successfully passed the person in front of me, and with the remaining physical strength after seven laps, I sprinted in one breath!
Cross the finish line!
The shouts shook the heavens and the earth!
Li Luo's head was buzzing, and he took a big breath of fresh air, as if he was a homeless man who had been hungry for eight hundred years. His chest could not stop rising and falling violently, and his whole body felt weak.
Zhu Yufei and Zhang Guohuang hurriedly ran up to him, each holding him up. Following the physical education teacher's instructions, they led Li Luo to walk slowly on the playground.
"You can't sit down and rest now. The physical education teacher asked you to take you for a walk until you feel better before you can sit down."
"I know..." Li Luo responded weakly, and then couldn't help but look at Xu Youyu who came to the side to congratulate him, "Senior sister, didn't you say there was a sports student before? Where is he?"
"Ah? Don't you know? That gymnast had a sprained foot during training two days ago, so he didn't compete." Xu Youyu said, and then he suddenly realized, "Oh yes, when the gym teacher was calling people, you ran there at that time
I’m listening to the bamboo flute singing at the door.”
Li Luo: "..."
Hearing what Xu Youyu said, Yan Zhusheng's eyes flashed, and then he silently walked to Li Luo, took out a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, and handed it to Li Luo's mouth.
Li Luo didn't think much, he opened his mouth and poured it into his mouth to replenish his water.
"Squad monitor!" Xu Yinghuan ran over from a short distance away and pointed to the center of the lawn. "The people over there are asking you to come over and receive your medal and take a group photo."
After walking on the lawn for about ten minutes, the brother behind who was trapped by Li Luo finally finished the entire race.
After the rankings were settled, Li Luo was helped to the podium, stood at the highest championship position, took a gold medal from the physical education teacher, and hung it around his neck.
When the filming was over and he was surrounded by his classmates from Class 8 and returned to his seat in the stands, Li Luo let out a deep breath and was thinking about finishing the bottle of water.
As a result, he turned around and saw Yan Zhusheng unscrewing the bottle of water and drinking it.
"Oh no..." Li Luo's eyes widened, "Isn't this water mine?"
"Ah?" Yan Zhusheng was stunned for a moment, "This is my water. I just saw that you were too thirsty, so I just gave you a sip."
Listening to Yan Zhusheng say such innocent and innocent words, Li Luo fell silent for a moment and was speechless for a long time.
Chapter completed!