After the 100-meter preliminaries, the 1,500-meter preliminaries.
Everyone in the first class of the first grade knows that the only one who runs 1500 in their class is the bad student Fu Lei who is said to be a bad student who fights a lot and likes to skip classes. In fact, many people do not have much enthusiasm for cheering, but at this time in the morning, there are only the 1,500-meter events, and then the 100-meter finals.
Some people who watched the 100-meter preliminaries sat next to them and nibbled melon seeds leisurely, talking about what they had seen and heard just now, and gossiping about which class was in first place.
Jiao Yuan, Xiongxiong and the others were the only ones accompanying Fu Lei to the 1,500-meter starting point. Fu Lei himself didn't care about whether or not others came to cheer. They were all irrelevant people anyway.
Zheng Tan lay on his side on the background wall, his head resting on the edge, watching the world that was rotated 90 degrees, occasionally shaking his ears twice because the wind blowing tickled the hairs on his ears.
The current 1,500 meters have only begun. Fu Lei and the other classes are relatively close together. A dozen people lined up to run around the inner track, and Fu Lei belongs to the middle and back. But Zheng Tan knew from the look of him that he wasn't nervous at all.
On the first lap, not many people cheered, and around the playground only occasionally heard a few shouts, but slowly, on the second and third laps, the gap between the ten or so people became wider and wider. As it gets older, some people in the class are already anxious.
On the third lap, some people quit automatically, but others, even if they were at the end, ran very slowly and persisted.
Fu Lei ranked fifth, and the top five were all close together. Some people in the class were excited. Even if it was the last fifth, the class could get four points.
On the fourth lap, the cheers got louder. The school sports track is more than 300 meters per lap, and it takes a little more than four laps to run 1,500 meters. Many people like to start accelerating on the last lap, and the first two have already started. Speeding up, the people behind are not far behind, except for Fu Lei.
Seeing that Fu Lei was about to be overtaken by the sixth place, the first class became anxious, and the melon seeds eaters couldn't sit still. They crowded to the edge of the runway and shouted cheers with the rest of the class.
Zheng Tan looked at Jiao Yuan and the others. Those people were more anxious to urinate than anyone else, and their faces were all red, but they didn't make a sound. When Fu Lei started to accelerate obviously, the few people who had been holding back for a long time started. Roaring with a thick neck, I can't wait to go up and run instead.
The finish line has been pulled up, Fu Lei's speed is getting faster and faster, and the fourth and third places also feel the pressure, but their legs are not obeying, they are already reaching their limit.
It started from Jiao Yuan and the others, and led a group of people to start cheering on Fu Lei. Shi Rui ran directly to the commanding station and grabbed the microphone in the announcer's hand and shouted cheers in line with Jiao Yuan's rhythm. The announcer glared and ignored it.
There were also some second- and third-year students who joined in the fun and shouted, and after a few shouts, they asked the first-year person next to them, "Who is Fu Lei?"
The student with glasses who didn't know how many classes held up his glasses, "According to the voices of their shouts, either the first two, or the one in the back who rushed forward like a chicken blood."
For the first time, Fu Lei felt a strong sense of existence. He heard those people shouting: "Fu Lei - come on!"
This seems to be the first time that his name, Fu Lei, has been called out by so many people on such a big occasion. No longer look at him with that kind of alienation and disdain in his eyes, no longer look at him with the eyes of poor students, at this moment, he carries the hope of the entire class.
What is the collective sense of honor
In the past, Fu Lei had always been disdainful, but now, he seems to understand. There is no need to deliberately do something or express something. When something happens, when the situation matures, this feeling arises naturally and uncontrollably.
What I thought was just a symbolic thing has become a real existence, and all the emotions have gained a strong support point, igniting the long-lost enthusiasm for competing for the first place. It's like going back to that small village, fighting for a woodcarving trophy, but this time it's even worse.
Zheng Tan watched as Fu Lei's kid kept accelerating, quickly approaching the second place, then overtook and continued to approach the front one.
This kid is really hiding.
Zheng Tan heard Jiao Yuan say that among the 1,500 meters in the first grade, two people joined the school's sports department, and they should be the two who ran at the front just now.
The cheers of the first group became louder and louder, and they couldn't control their emotions. Others who were wandering around were also pulled over by the shouts and joined the cheering army.
An announcer on the podium just wanted to take the microphone from Shi Rui's hand, Shi Rui turned to one side, avoided the man's hand, and continued to hold the microphone to shout. The people at the radio station were biased. In fact, several announcers sitting there were also suffering. Watching the contestant in the first class began to rush to the first place, they stopped grabbing the microphone. At this time, they could not get it. This little girl is too strong.
Zheng Tan glanced at the situation on the stage, and was happy in his heart, and then refocused on Fu Lei, who was sprinting for the last fifty meters.
The student who has held the first place till now is indeed a sports student. The sprint speed is not like 1,500 meters at all, but Fu Lei is a dark horse. In the end, he took the lead by two steps and won the first place. .
Although it didn't break the record, getting this first place has already surprised the first class, cheering for a long time, and the project that had no hope has become the most unexpected surprise.
Zheng Tan looked at Fu Lei, who was being supported by Jiao Yuan and the others, and surrounded by his classmates from the first grade of the first grade, who left the runway, and slowly swayed his tail.
What is this called, a good start, the first drop of blood
This is the first official first place that has been produced so far. The 1500-meter pre-final is finalized. For the first time, the head teacher of a class looked at Fu Lei with such a calm and smiling gaze, which made Fu Lei goosebumps. When he got up, he felt that it was normal for the serious head teacher.
After 1,500 meters, the 100-meter final also started soon.
Those who finished well are like triumphant heroes, enjoying the crowd and applause of everyone. Those who didn't make it to the top eight silently squeezed into the mixed crowd and left sadly.
After watching the morning game, Zheng Tan got up and prepared to go back. At noon, he still had to go back to Chuhua University to accompany Xiaoyouzi and come back in the afternoon. This poor guy, Fu Lei, has 800 meters left in the afternoon, which is probably not enough.
In addition to Fu Lei's game, there are Xiong Xiong's shot put, Lan Tianzhu's long jump, etc. There are many games in the afternoon, but Zheng Tan is only interested in Xiong Xiong and the others.
After watching her cat jump up the fence and leave, Jiao's mother came back and brought Jiao Yuan and the others to the staff cafeteria for dinner, and brought Fu Lei with him.
When Zheng Tan came over in the afternoon, the game had already started. It was still the same place, Zheng Tan jumped onto the background wall, stretched out and lay there, looking down at the entire stadium. You are not afraid of being blocked by people here, and you can see some even on the long jump side.
Xiong Xiong threw the shot put second, a little behind the first place, so he was very depressed, and after a long time, except when he was cheering for Jiao Yuan and the others, he kept his face straight. Both Su An and Lan Tianzhu were good in the high jump and long jump. Although they were not in the top three, Zheng Tan just heard the announcer read the praise draft. One was fourth in the high jump and the other was fifth in the long jump.
As for Fu Lei's 800 meters, there were things in the morning. Before Fu Lei ran 800 meters in the afternoon, many classmates came to talk to him and let him do his best. Don't be too stressed. After all, 1,500 meters in the morning are enough to toss It's human, and I continued to run eight hundred in the afternoon.
The 800m is much shorter than the 1500m, maybe because the morning race was too exhausting, I had to finish third. But this third class is enough to make the first class happy, at least they can add a lot of points, and now the total score of the first class ranks first.
After watching the sports meeting for a while, Zheng Tan got up and went back first. Before Jiao Yuan and Jiao's mother, Jiao Yuan and the others would stay at the school for a while.
In the evening, when Jiao Yuan came home, he briefly explained today's game to Xiaoyouzi, so he went to bed early, and tomorrow he would run 400 meters and relay.
The next day's game, the whole family was dispatched. Jiao Dad and Xiaoyouzi also came to Jiao Yuan and their school to watch the game. Anyway, this Saturday, let's have a rest.
After coming to the stadium, Zheng Tan didn't go to the commanding station this time, and followed Dad Jiao and the others, watching the game on a nearby step. Xiong Xiong's parents also came over, as well as several other parents from the family compound.
In the morning's 400-meter preliminaries, Jiao Yuan was second in the group and qualified for the afternoon final. At noon, a large group of people are no longer in the staff cafeteria. Xiong Xiong treats guests to his mother and eats at a relatively high-end restaurant outside. There are no very high-end hotels around, so he can only take it for a while. Fu Lei's parents didn't come, but they were taken with him.
During the meal, several children gathered together to discuss the afternoon relay, and changed the original strategy.
When they left just now, they looked at the positions of each competitor in the 4×100-meter relay, and estimated the distance of the four segments. I don’t know if it was a mistake by the school. The second segment was longer, and the fastest runner should be allowed People come to pull the gap, which saves time. Therefore, Fu Lei, who was originally in charge of the last sprint, became the second sprinter, and Jiao Yuan, who was the second fastest, was in charge of the sprint.
In the afternoon, Jiao Yuan took the third place in the 400m final. He was very satisfied with this result. He finished second in the preliminaries and ranked fifth in the group overall.
When the other competition events are almost over, it means that the last and most important event is about to start.
Now a group of men's team has the second overall score, while the women's team has the first overall score, and they have dropped the second place by several points. If nothing else, the women's relay will also have a good result, and in the end, the women's team will take the first place.
Therefore, the students in the first class all hope that the men's relay can run well, so that the class can get two first places. It's so majestic when you say it, and you get excited when you think about it. Even the head teacher, the iron rooster, said that if the group is the first, he will pay 300 yuan for the class fee to buy basketball and other sports items for everyone.
Zheng Tan stood on Papa Jiao's shoulder and looked at the people running on the track. As Jiao Yuan and the others said, Fu Lei's sprint was also very strong, and he left behind in the second run.
Some people in other classes lost their sticks in the middle, and some made mistakes. No matter what, they were trying their best.
At this time, the sun has begun to cool down, but the runway is white-hot.
A gust of wind blew, Zheng Tan looked at the sun and narrowed his eyes.
These two days may be nothing to others, just two ordinary days, a mere sports meeting for junior high school students. But for Zheng Tan, he felt different from the bottom of his heart.
In the past two days, there have been no bad students or top students on this sports field. The two people who quarreled over a pen the day before yesterday were able to carry the injured other party back into the infirmary without hesitation. People who always thought they would have clear boundaries, To be able to cheer for each other with a loud voice...
Zheng Tan recalled his experience at this age, his memory was very faint and vague, and he didn't seem to have a very special impression. There was also a sports meeting back then, but Zheng Tan himself seemed to jump over the wall and leave the school with a few friends and go to the video game city.
At that time, Zheng Tan felt that it was just a sports meeting. There was nothing to participate in, nothing to look at. There was a sports meeting every year, and there was nothing to pay attention to. For such a worthless ranking, he fought like a fool, cried and laughed, Why bother? After high school and college, who still remembers these little junior high school sports meet
But after two days, Zheng Tan felt that some things that were boring back then became no longer boring.
Zheng Tan wiped his tears when he saw that Fu Lei was helped by Jiao Yuan and the others back to the rest area after the long run; Xiong Xiong almost hit the referee for the first time when he threw a shot put; and a long jumper jumped into the sand. Pants slipped down when pitting...
How much have you missed
Zheng Tan looked at his hairy paws, and then looked at Jiao Yuan, who had already started sprinting over there. The first group of people was ready to welcome the joy of the "double crown".
Once again, Zheng Tan himself can only be a bystander, watching those figures running, jumping, shouting, and sweating in the sun.
Zheng Tan suddenly envied Jiao Yuan and the others.
In this era, children of this age are not so introverted, they do not think long-term, with pure and green emotions, they are only fighting for this moment, only for this moment, they have walked through the corner stage from primary school to middle school, wantonly Showing their joys and sorrows.
Perhaps the more fierce and cruel competition and the reality of survival in the future will make them become philistines and learn to wear masks for a long time to disguise, but occasionally calm down, or when they get off work, carrying bags and dragging their tired bodies , When passing an elementary school or middle school, looking at those young and active figures, I will also remember the pure and full of struggle in the past years.
Decades of life, memory is limited, and too much time in the memory will be "lost", but those bright spots that have always "existed", whether bright or dark, take it out in your spare time to see, every one of them can be seen. Let yourself remember for a long time.
The forehead was patted, Zheng Tan came back to his senses, and saw Dad Jiao looking at him.
"Black charcoal, ready to go, go home."
Taking a deep breath, Zheng Tan stretched, narrowed his eyes and yawned long.
go, go home.