The women's 1500m race was the highlight of the sports meet, with a score of 5 points, so the competition was fierce. Wen Liang accompanied Ji Su to the registration point, and Meng Ke and two other girls in the class followed to cheer her up. The registration point was a mess, and almost every contestant had three or four escorts standing behind them, encouraging, cheering, pointing out techniques, carrying water bottles, holding towels, and massaging shoulders and backs. Wen Liang pointed at Ji Su and smiled, "Olympic athletes are treated just like this, Ji Su, if you don't run well, you'll become the sinner of our class three..."
Before Ji Su could say anything, the other three girls were not happy and said in unison, "Wen Liang, you are asking for trouble. You are putting pressure on Su Su at this time. If she fails to run well, it will all be your fault."
Seeing that he had offended everyone, Wen Liang hurriedly slapped his mouth, making the girls laugh. Seeing his funny appearance and listening to the laughter of Meng Ke and others, Ji Su felt much calmer, as if she would never be nervous or uneasy where this boy was. However, a daughter like this naturally couldn't show her thoughts too obviously. She gave Wen Liang a coquettish look and went to sign in with the teacher.
Wen Liang shrugged his shoulders, put his hands in his pockets, and had a warm smile on his face. The winter sun shone on the boy's temples, illuminating his youthful appearance. Meng Ke stood behind him, three or four steps away, her eyes wandered over him, and then swept past Ji Su's receding back.
Many times, being too close can lead to injury. This is actually quite good!
The first group of eight people were in place, Ji Su was in lane three. Because it was the women's group, the track was already crowded with students from various classes, and cheers were heard one after another. The atmosphere was very warm. Class 3 and Class 1 were next to each other, and somehow a conflict broke out. They booed each other. Class 3 has always been full of literati, and they cursed without using dirty words. They were many times more eloquent than Class 1, and they had the absolute upper hand in no time. Seeing that Class 1 was about to be defeated, a bad guy suddenly had an idea and started to attack them personally, leading the way and shouting: "Ji Su, Ji Su, you will lose every time you run." At once, responses came from all directions, and the uniform voices could be heard in half of the playground, which made everyone in Class 3 very angry.
Who is Ji Su? She is the goddess in the eyes of the boys in Class 3. Although her divinity has been somewhat damaged after being associated with Wen Liang, it has not affected her actual status at all. It is really intolerable to the uncle, but not to the aunt. Some impatient people rolled up their sleeves and prepared for a friendly match involving fists and bodies. Wen Liang looked around first, but did not see Xu Yao. Maybe she went to participate in other events. He was relieved and decided to teach these guys who attacked him a lesson. He winked at Ren Yi. Ren Yi understood what he meant. He and Li Bao jumped onto two tables and made two long white banners with the words: Step on one, two, four, punch five, six, seven.
The people who were making a lot of noise were all stunned, and then they saw the tall and strong sports committee member Ma Gang stand on the table between the two of them, and with his hands, he opened a banner:
Eighty or ninety lose!
Step on one, two, four, punch five, six, seven. Eighty, ninety, lose!
What is arrogance and what is domineering? It was fully interpreted at this moment. The hot guys in Class 1 took a deep breath. One, two, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Well, except for Class 3, the entire grade was humiliated. There was a brief pause. Even the most noisy guy in Class 1 was speechless by this shameless couplet. Ren Yi and Li Bao looked around and immediately felt a sense of pride that they had the world in their hands. They held up the couplet in one hand and put one hand on their waist, laughing triumphantly.
This laughter was undoubtedly the sound of someone hitting someone and then spitting in his face. The people in Class 1 were so angry that they forgot to attack Ji Su again. They rushed forward and tried to snatch the couplet and tear it up. Fortunately, a teacher noticed that something was wrong and rushed over to disperse the crowd. Seeing the couplet in Ren Yi's hand, he smiled politely.
The fight didn't happen, and the boys were a little disappointed. They held their breath and put it into the competition, which immediately made Ji Su and the girls in the first class feel unprecedented pressure. Both of them received news from the rear that winning or losing was not important, but even if they were last, they had to run ahead of the other party.
Ji Su was a little nervous. She subconsciously turned her head to look outside the track. Wen Liang was standing parallel to her, with his hands cupped to his mouth. Everyone else was shouting "Come on!", but he was the only one shouting silently:
Don't be afraid, I'm here!
Ji Su didn't hear his voice, but she knew that Wen Liang was saying - don't be afraid, I'm here!
Ji Su bent her knees and squatted, lightly pressed her hands on the ground, raised her forehead, and looked straight ahead. The girl's eyes were as clear as water, and her voice was moving.
As long as you are with me, I have nothing to fear!
"Bang!"
The starting gun sounded, Ji Su exerted force and flew out, and the noisy sound in his ears faded away.
This is not a race, this is a run that comes close to you!
100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters. Ji Su's physical fitness is not very good among girls. Of course, she is not the kind of delicate and fragile. She can only be said to be healthy like an ordinary person. Just after one lap, her body reached the extreme point. Her lower abdomen hurt a lot, and her steps began to become heavy. She was soon overtaken by the girls in Class 6, and the girls in Class 3 followed closely behind. She gritted her teeth and was about to speed up when she suddenly heard a gentle voice in her ear:
"Don't worry, come, follow my rhythm, inhale, exhale..."
Ji Su turned his head and saw Wen Liang appearing beside him on the lawn at the innermost side of the runway, looking leisurely and smiling as always.
Almost in an instant, I no longer felt the heaviness of my steps, nor the pain in my stomach, and my body became lighter. Following Wenliang's pace, I quickly surpassed the girl in front of me and returned to the first position.
600 meters, 800 meters, 1200 meters, the two of them kept leading side by side, the girl from class 6 had retreated to third place, but the girl from class 3 was still following closely behind. Wen Liang glanced at her casually and found that there was also a boy running beside her, who was strong and looked like a sports student. When he saw Wen Liang looking back, he glared at her fiercely.
Have character!
I really don’t like it!
1300 meters, 1400 meters, the 100-meter sprint is almost here, but the followers behind them have not been shaken off. Looking at their high energy, it is hard to say what will happen in the end. Wen Liang rolled his eyes, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, threw it behind his butt, and shouted, "Who dropped the hundred yuan?"
These days are different from the future. One hundred yuan is a huge sum of money for a high school student. The boy who was running to start was obviously stunned for a moment, and an old man's bill fell to the ground magnificently. He subconsciously bent down to pick it up, but when he reacted, he could no longer stop his steps. He stumbled and fell on his face. The girls in Class 3 were preparing to sprint, but their rhythm was immediately disrupted by him, and they involuntarily fell behind by a few steps.
It's time!
Wen Liang quickly quickened his pace and rushed to the finish line with Ji Su, and they were greeted by loud applause and cheers. Ji Su was a temporary substitute, and no one had high expectations for her, but she was not only the first to reach the finish line, but her score was also likely to be at the top of all the groups. One by one, they gathered around her, shouting and jumping, and were extremely happy.
Before Ji Su could celebrate the victory with Wen Liang, she was surrounded by the crowd. She had no choice but to take the towel handed by Meng Ke and wipe the sweat off her face. She was naturally very happy, not only because she won first place, but also because she could fight side by side with Wen Liang. Once upon a time, she recalled the scene of Xu Yao and Ning Xiaoning accompanying him on the basketball court. She did not feel jealous, but had deep regret.
And today, this regret has been slightly alleviated.
Listening to the laughter of classmates, it seemed that one person was missing. Ji Su turned around to look for him, but saw Wen Liang's back through the crowd. He was walking towards the middle of the playground, alone, and seemed so far away.
The radio station rang out, "Men's 3000m registration begins..." Ji Su then remembered that the next race was the men's 3000m. She was so nervous about herself that she forgot that Wen Liang also had to run 3000m...
But he seems to be fine, with no hesitation, no complaints, no complacency, and no self-praise. He always cares for you so gently, silently and everywhere.
Although Qingyi Middle School is big, there is only one young man like this!
Ji Su smiled, and there was a hint of brilliance in his eyes!
Wen Liang came to the registration point and swung his legs casually as a warm-up. He was not popular in the class, so he could not expect the kind of care treatment that others would give him. However, Uncle Wen naturally did not care. If Ye Yuting had not given a death order, he would have gone out to do business during the three days of the sports meeting. He did not know how his father was doing in Yishan, and he had to ask Ning Xi about the progress. He also had to tell Yuxi about some things. Si Yajing had taken such a long leave, so she had to make a decision whether to stay or go. An Baoqing was waiting for the rice to be cooked, and he was probably getting impatient... There were so many things to think about, but Ye Yuting, who was so petty, tied him to the school. Alas, no matter who you offend, don't offend a woman!
Wen Liang was lost in thought when the boy from Class 3 who had just run came over and patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a 100-yuan bill: "Your money!"
Wen Liang took it and said with a smile: "I accidentally dropped it just now. Thank you very much."
Both of them knew what happened just now. The boy snorted coldly: "Don't think that it's so great that your class three won. If Xu Yao from my class hadn't suddenly withdrawn, you would have to wait until your next life to get first place."
Although this boy looked a bit ferocious, Wen Liang had a good impression of him because he was able to return the money. After all, he had cheated first and had no intention of asking for the money back. When he heard him mention Xu Yao, he frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong with Xu Yao? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Who knows? She was fine the whole time, but when I looked at the list of participants before the race, she suddenly decided to withdraw. She said she wanted to keep her energy up for the 3,000-meter race in the afternoon. But I don't believe it. With her energy, she can run continuously without any problems..."
Wen Liang was silent for a moment, the snow-white dress flashed through his mind. He patted the boy on the shoulder and said with a smile: "It's our turn to compete later. I won't show mercy."
"Come on, who's afraid of who?"
(Many books are about sports games, and it is too difficult to be original. Maru can only downplay the sports games themselves and focus on the girls' progress and retreat. In fact, progress is also love, and retreat is also love, but one is striving hard, and the other is proudly tolerating.)