Everyone's eyes followed the jumping figure of the contestant, trying to form a beautiful arc in the air. In the imagination of people in the capital, after all, this person is wearing branded sportswear and sneakers, and looks like a candidate for a championship.
Unexpectedly, Wei's arc was directly hollow and "bang", which truly interpreted what short-distance weakness is.
He didn't seem to jump up, and he sat down on the sand.
The players and spectators in the capital were shocked by the situation: what
"Did he fail?"
"Did you accidentally miss it?"
"He can't jump long?"
Definitely not jumping. If he was a candidate for the championship, no matter how he missed, he wouldn't behave like this.
Just looking at the next scene made everyone on the scene even more stunned.
The referee is ready to measure the distance between the last point of the player's buttocks and the take-off line. The standing long jump is measured according to the point closest to the take-off line.
Student Wei got up, habitually put his hands back in the sand behind his buttocks for support.
"Shang Quan, what are you doing?" Zhang Desheng and the others screamed loudly.
Sitting on the sand with buttocks is bad enough for grades, and actually put your hands behind to make your grades worse. Students Wei's unprofessional actions shocked people out of their wits.
Hearing the voice of his classmates, Wei Shangquan realized his mistake and put away his hands, but it was too late. His whole body instantly froze into ice cubes.
Li Qi'an covered his mouth and laughed: He said it earlier, saying that Wei's performance in the long jump was similar to his own.
The other students closed their eyes and pretended they didn't see it: this embarrassment was too great in front of the capital.
The people in the capital came back with a sudden realization, burst into ecstasy, and rushed to tell each other: "He is very bad, he can't dance, this time we will win."
Hearing the joy and encouragement in the opponent's camp, Lin Hao couldn't bear it anymore. He walked into the sand and scolded classmate Wei: "Did you forget how to stand up long jump? Didn't you practice before the competition?"
Otherwise, how could you make such elementary mistakes that even beginners are difficult to make.
Xie Wanying sighed. I guess so. After getting along with classmate Wei for such a period of time, I found that classmate Wei is a good person, but he is a little careless when doing things occasionally. Student Wei probably thinks that the standing long jump is easy, unlike running, which requires the exercise of muscular endurance.
"You're not good at long jump, why choose long jump? Like Shihua and Yingying, can't you choose running? Are you playing? Is it possible to play the game?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Lin Hao cursed again.
During the game, the infighting among himself was even more laughed at. Yue Wentong rushed in and grabbed Lin Hao: "Stop talking, it will affect morale."
"Squad leader. He lost Shihua's hard-earned face." Lin Hao was about to die of anger. It was not easy for the boys in their class. As a result, classmate Wei created such a farce today.
"Senior Brother Cao watched." Yue Wentong whispered in Lin Hao's ear.
Lin Hao stopped his voice immediately.
Senior Brother Cao and Senior Brother Huang followed from the shot put arena to the long jump arena. Not only that, Dr. Song, a genius from the northern capital, and Duan, a genius from the capital, were also watching on the scene.
The most unconvinced and embarrassed in front of the two people behind, Lin Hao secretly glared at the casual classmate Wei again.
Wei Shangquan's face was green, and his intestines were green with regret.
He didn't want to. After reporting the problem on the day, the teachers would not let him correct it. It can only be said that he had a sudden idea that day, thinking of playing like Brother Shenxian and the others, but he didn't want to succeed.