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【2667】Hidden ears and stealing bells

After parking the car, the four-person pediatric team, who had no idea what was going on, arrived.

Cao Zhao threw away the car keys coolly.

Wu Manzhong chatted with Miao Tianying: "I don't know what the situation is. If they finish last, we need to punish them. Otherwise, if we ask people to run next time, they will all be ruined."

"What if they finished first not last but first?" Liu Huaiyu, who was more cautious, proposed another situation.

"Impossible." Wu Manzhong and Miao Tianying looked at him and said he wanted more.

The first few school students ran past them and talked:

"I don't know who called the people from the National Association."

"What happened?"

"The one who stepped on us won the first place."

The bodies of the pediatric quartet suddenly stiffened.

"Cousin." Duan Sanbao, who was standing at the door of the playground, saw them coming and gently warned his cousin, the boss, that the matter was serious.

Cao Zhao walked over quickly and saw Cheng Yuchen standing with his cousin with a dark complexion.

Who can be in a good mood if his own record has been broken? The worst thing is that it was not the juniors from his own school who broke his record, but the opponents they actively recruited themselves.

"Is he lying?" Wu Manzhong shouted in surprise.

When he first signed up and filled out the form, Pan's timid expression was very unconfident. No one would have thought that he would be a sprinter. In fact, he was in the same class as Mr. Xie and had been trained to be the same by Mr. Xie, a female top student

Too modest. Back in my hometown, I participated in the city's middle school sports meeting and won the 100-meter championship. After I came to university, I never dared to slack off in physical exercise despite being stimulated by my classmates. This classmate Pan is so good at fooling people with his beautiful appearance.

Huhuhu, Wu Manzhong was angry and said to Cao Zhao and others: "You were there at that time, and the responsibility for the review is not mine alone."

"Forget it." Cao Zhao said in a calm tone, "Isn't it the finals yet?"

Cheng Yuchen straightened his back and had no choice but to work hard in the afternoon.

Cao Zhao further reduced the pressure on his subordinates: "He is now a member of our national teaching staff and does not belong to the national association. Don't think too much."

Everyone around him, including his three bad friends, rolled their eyes at him: You are hiding your ears and stealing your bell!

No matter what, I went to see the students before talking. I saw my brother was patting someone on the back to relax.

"I'll walk around with you."

Hearing Senior Brother Cao's words, Xie Wanying shook her head: "No need. The high jump is about to begin."

Classmate Pan taking first place was certainly a pressure for them to participate in the competition, but it was also an inspiration.

Dai Nanhui, who participated in the high jump competition, changed into his sportswear and shoes and appeared on the sports field. Teachers from the National Association gathered around him to provide temporary guidance for the second game.

"Warm up for high jump, do shoulder exercises, waist exercises, and then leg exercises."

Each sport has different physical requirements for the athletes themselves, and the warm-up actions are different for this reason. For example, sprinting focuses on the explosive power of the legs, and high jumping is not just a simple leg jump to jump over the pole. During the high jumping process, athletes need to fully extend their shoulders, back and legs.

Technically, it has a higher threshold than sprinting. Some people even compare high jumping to one of the aristocratic sports. Because high jumping done well is so beautiful.

Dai Nanhui's hand went around his other shoulder to perform a shoulder-circling movement, and he was very skilled in the technique of raising his hands and feet.

Others remembered that Dai Ronghong never praised her son in the hospital, but she was actually a low-key mother.

"Have you ever learned high jump before?" Chang Jiawei concluded after examining his movements and physique.

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