Cao Zhao: Unanswerable question.
"Yes?! Where?"
Cao Zhao didn't know how to explain it to the leader, because he was afraid of overturning the car.
"Our school has a national second-level athlete who participated in this competition." Section Chief Zhang said, first to cheer for his school.
The so-called national second-level athletes, in everyone's imagination, should easily run at the forefront of the audience and dominate, leaving the second place far behind.
On the track at this moment, a group of players fought evenly, and no one really thought that there was a national second-level athlete. Where did the national secondary athlete reserve champion go
Section Chief Zhang looked at it and his face turned cold.
Seeing the leader like this, Cao Zhao: I'll hurry up and find a chance to urinate. Today's game is clearly abnormal. Why is it abnormal? Based on his experience as a mentor, I also know that it is because of his students joining.
"Why is it rolled like this?" Section Chief Zhang finally remembered the original question. The girls in his school didn't run the 800 meters like this, so he stopped Cao Zhao who was going to the bathroom, "Say, Doctor Cao Zhao, what's going on? "
Wu Manzhong, who had already run far away, the three of them turned around and couldn't move when they saw Cao Zhaodong, so they immediately quickened their pace and slipped away.
Snapped!
When entering the first lap of the 300-meter race, the third unprecedented group fall occurred on the track.
The spectators gasped one after another, feeling sorry for every player on the track: it was too hard.
He Xiangyu's fingers tightly pinched the clothes on her chest: "My junior sister, Mrs. Xie Wanying, is having a hard time. She seems to be vomiting blood after running 800 meters."
"She ran out, ran out—"
Finally, I saw a player rushing out of the chaotic group of players first.
He Xiangyu was suffocated: it was a yellow sportswear, and the junior sister was wearing a blue sportswear.
"What's the matter?" Teacher Lu grabbed her arm tightly again, the old man couldn't see because of bad eyesight.
If you listen to it, the noise around you is getting louder and louder. As the atmosphere in the stadium was too hot, spectators were attracted to enter the arena one after another. The audience area was instantly crowded, and the stadium was bursting.
"This is not a race, it's an F1 racing car." Fearing that the old mother would be crowded, Zhang Huayao complained a lot.
The hustle and bustle in front of him far exceeded his understanding of today's event.
"Help me find someone, don't worry about publishing fallacies by yourself." Teacher Lu stomped on the ground and said to his son.
"Mom, calm down." Zhang Huayao patted his mother on the back for the patient.
It has to be admitted that the racing competition composed of the human body's own structure is more powerful, and the acceleration and violent impact can scare the hearts of the audience. He, the son of a big boss doctor, urgently needs to be frightened to prevent accidents in patients. On the other hand, he had to be convinced, and he had to be convinced that classmate Xie was always fighting wherever he went, and the competition scene was unparalleled.
Hearing his son's bad intentions for watching fighting, Teacher Lu scolded again: "Don't worry about watching the show."
"Mom, you're looking for Cao Yong." Zhang Huayao's face showed the grievance that Zhang Dabao was scolded by his mother, "You let them become cheerleaders."
This boss, when and when is the clearest.
Teacher Lu remembered his deployment of soldiers, nodded and said, "Yes, I arranged for Cao Yong, Tao Zhijie, Fu Xinheng and the others—"
It is too common to arrange cheerleaders to accompany the runners in middle and long distance races as long as the referee allows it.
Accompanying runners are in the inner circle of the playground in sections, and accompany the runners to run together from the start of the race, cheering for their own runners along the way.