One thousand meters and eight minutes is actually just jogging, but after just standing for forty minutes, many people's legs and feet have become weak and exhausted. When the whistle blows, the students' steps seem sparse and they are unable to keep up. Like a wandering spirit.
"The slowest runners will continue to stand in military posture later." Lao Ba gave the order on the grass with piercing eyes.
"Ah..." The student team suddenly began to cry one after another, and this time the speed finally increased.
Song Ye had been running on the outside, not crowded with the students on the inside track who were trying to shorten the distance. Miraculously, Meng Ziheng was only one meter behind him.
It wasn't that he was happy to follow Song Ye, but the other runways were crowded with people, and there was really no way to overtake him.
Song Ye's speed has always been leisurely and his steps are brisk. At first glance, he looks like someone who exercises regularly.
Soon, people from other classes also mixed into the team, and Gu Yitong rushed over. His lively temperament still maintained his chatty nature in this situation, "Hey, Zi Heng, you are here too, eh. , isn’t that Song Ye in front? Hey, it’s me who is the provincial champion.”
Gu Yitong shouted excitedly forward, just in time to finish a lap and pass by the instructor.
Lao Ba looked over with a dark face, and his eyes fell on the young man with outstanding appearance and cold temperament.
Is he Song Ye
Gu Yitong, a person who is passionate about gossip, has been full of curiosity since he learned about Song Ye's identity in the morning. What kind of person is a boy from a humble family who can get the top score in three subjects.
It's a pity that Song Ye in front has been focused on running alone, but when Gu Yitong was about to get closer, he was suddenly blocked by several boys, "Hey, hey, get out of my way, young master."
Gu Yitong shouted, but his voice was too small when mixed with the wailing of the majority of the troops, and the few people in front of him kept pressing against Song Ye, moving left and right, as if they were deliberately trying to interfere with the other party.
Song Ye, who was among them, had the most intuitive feeling. She noticed it when these people suddenly rushed over. Four people surrounded her, intentionally or unintentionally forcing her to run further outside, and they kept paying attention to the instructor on the opposite side. movement.
Sima Zhao's heart is too obvious.
"Haha, it's great to save the top prize. You have too much money to spend to live in a double dormitory, right?" A boy on the left suddenly spoke and sneered, his words sarcastic and malicious.
Song Ye ignored him and continued to maintain his own pace.
The man was irritated by her condescending look. When he saw that the instructor was not looking, he said viciously, "If you have more money, I will ask you to go to the hospital and make a contribution." After the words fell, the boy's whole body suddenly shook. He bumped into Song Ye.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Behind him, Gu Yitong saw something was going wrong and wanted to stop him, but the distance between the two parties was very close, and they had been plotting for a long time and cooperated well.
As soon as the boy on the left moved, the boy on the right immediately stretched out his legs. The man behind him turned his ankles and was ready to step on someone, while the one in front was responsible for looking out. Everything was ready, except that Song Ye, the general, fell down.
What's more, Meng Ziheng is behind him at this time, and he has done a good job. He will benefit from him in the future.
The boy had a beautiful thought, so he was merciless in his movements. He hit it with all his strength. You could almost feel that his arm touched Song Ye's school uniform in an instant, and then... and then nothing happened.
Because the force sent out did not hit the real thing, the moment he touched the opponent's shoulder, Song Ye suddenly jumped forward. Not only did he miss him, but he also accurately avoided the interception on the right. .
Then, the center of gravity was out of control, and the boy on the left couldn't hold back his strength, and he crashed directly to the right, knocking the boy who was still stretching his legs to the ground. The boy behind him was stunned, and he was like a stack of Arhats. He fell on the two of them.
With just one step, the originally perfect plan turned into a joke. The boy who was at the forefront looked back and met Song Ye's bottomless eyes. Inexplicable fear suddenly hit his heart. Before he could react, his ankle hurt. He faced the ground and pounced on the dog to eat shit.
"Ouch..." The wailing sounds on the outer track came one after another, which can be said to be particularly exciting.
Gu Yitong and Meng Ziheng, who were following Song Ye, witnessed the whole process and were a little dazed for a while standing in front of several stacked Arhats.
"Ziheng, he didn't take action just now, right?" Gu Yitong pointed at the slender figure running away.
Meng Ziheng frowned and said nothing, but he could not deny this fact.
Gu Yitong suddenly sighed, "Although I didn't see him take action, I always thought he was so handsome and cool."
What it means to hurt others invisible, what it means to kill people without dirtying your own hands, I have experienced it today.
The school medical team arrived quickly. After examination, it was found that all four students had fractures of varying degrees.
There would be a stampede even if they ran a thousand meters, and they would all have broken bones. I don’t know if these people are unlucky or stupid.
But this matter is far from over.
"Song Ye stepped on us and tripped us. I just went over to chat with him, and he hurt us." The four boys unified their voices before leaving the field, and unanimously pointed to Song Ye as the perpetrator.
On the first day of freshmen's military training, Song Ye became famous again, this time for intentional injury.
"What do you want to explain?" Lao Ba put his hands behind his back and still spoke forcefully, with no emotion on his face at all.
Song Ye was moved to the front of the team and was questioned in front of all the freshmen in the school.
At this time, if the person is mentally weak, let alone a girl, even a boy is very likely to burst into tears. If he is criticized in front of everyone, and it is an unwarranted slander, who can not feel aggrieved.
But Song Ye just stood there calmly and said, "I don't have it."
"You didn't? Then why did they come together to wrong you and deliberately break their own bones to wrong you?"
"You have to ask them."
"You..." Lao Ba frowned, and his originally dark face became darker.
Song Ye's indifferent attitude seemed to be challenging the instructor's authority.
If she is not suppressed today, more students will disobey discipline in the future, so Lao Ba issued a death order, "If you don't admit it, then run away. When will the energy in your bones disappear? I want to It’s clear, let’s talk about it again. The whole third class can’t rest until you finish running.”
The use of high-pressure and continuous sitting policies is the most common method in group training.
Sure enough, before Song Ye expressed his position, the students in Class 3 started shouting.
"Why should we be punished together for Song Ye's mistakes? It's none of our business if he gives the other party a leg."