Perhaps even God couldn't bear to ruin the atmosphere of Zijinhua's autumn sports meeting. The weather that was still cloudy last night cleared away the clouds and mist in the early morning and saw the dawn. The golden light swayed down, covering the whole city in a warm ocean.
in the atmosphere.
Lin Ze drove here, and before he even arrived, he saw clusters of flowers like a heat wave at the school gate. It looked like a child from a certain family was getting married, it was extremely festive.
Even though it is extremely far away from the playground, you can still hear the music coming from inside. Without looking at the decorations on the playground, a picture of excitement can't help but appear in your mind.
After parking the car, the three of them walked directly to the playground.
Each class has a planned area for athletes to rest and write award-winning manuscripts. There are two observation towers at the corners of the huge runway - used to monitor the entire competition. The auditorium is used for students to watch the competition.
The venue is crowded at the moment and indescribably lively. Hot air balloons can be seen everywhere in the school floating in the sky, and a few classes have even ingeniously created hot cheerleaders. White cotton socks, short skirts, white shirts, crisp cheering sounds, and countless
Nothing stirs up the fighting spirit of male students.
Lin Ze felt very wronged.
Originally, at first, I only asked myself to participate in the 3,000 meters and high jump. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived at the playground, Xia Shuzhu pulled me and told me that I must win the first place in the grade in the long jump and shot put.
"When did I agree to participate in the shot put and long jump?" Lin Ze touched his slender arm, "Why don't the other students do anything and just sit back and cheer me up."
"I have thought about it this way," Xia Shuzhu said with a hint of domineering. "I was just afraid that you would take all the limelight, so I vetoed this decision."
"——"
Lin Ze took a sip of Nongfu Spring, sat slumped on a chair, and smoked gloomily.
The three-thousand-meter long-distance race is in the afternoon, and in the morning it is almost sprinting and high jump. And Lin Ze knows that few people pay attention to the three-thousand-meter long-distance race. Even if they pay attention, it is only the last lap and a half, and one lap is 800 meters.
What’s the point of waiting until you’ve run three laps before paying attention?
Lin Ze really wanted to change with those who ran 100 meters. But unless they were smart, who would change?
The shot put was available in the morning, but it wasn't his turn yet. So Wang Xi, Han Xiaobao and Wang Xi found a pair of poker cards to fight the landlord. Since gambling was strictly prohibited in the school, they played with the shot put board.
If you lose once, use the ruler to hit the hand three times. Lin Zelian will be the landlord of ten games. There is a bomb in the game. He will hit the hand three times with the ruler for a total of sixty times.
Wang Xi was very unwilling, and Han Xiaobao wanted to take revenge. But they had no chance.
Because their entire hands were turned red by Lin Ze's ruler, not to mention grabbing cards, even scratching them was painful——
"Lin Ze, it's your turn to throw the shot put!" Xia Shuzhu came over with a rosy face and called to Lin Ze.
Today she wore a white shirt and white tights, which outlined her graceful and charming figure. A white peaked cap on her head held up her long, silky hair, giving her a somewhat heroic look.
Lin Ze threw down the poker and said to Wang Xi and Han Xiaobao, "We'll play again when I come back."
Shot put is a sport that tests waist, arm, and wrist strength. Those with thin arms and thin legs will definitely not be able to throw far, and those with weak waist will easily slip. Therefore, the shot put competition may seem boring, but it is a test of the comprehensive strength of the players.
Lin Ze came to the competition venue and took a sideways look. They were all tall and thick men. Those with a head like his own were considered below average. He couldn't help but slandered Xia Shuzhu. This woman was too vicious and liked to do mischief too much. Throwing a shot put had no effect at all.
A chance to show off and be cool is no fun.
Youshen waited for nearly half an hour, and Lin Ze almost fell asleep. Finally, someone tapped his shoulder, and he realized that it was his turn.
Lin Ze had looked at the shot put results of several students before, but then he lost interest and dozed off. He probably knew that the distance between fifteen and twenty meters was the most common result. If someone exceeded thirty meters,
He is a seeded player who can get close to the top three. Lin Ze needs to understand these to some extent in order to perform well.
Otherwise, if Lin Ze had to use all his strength to vote, he might be able to alert the school. If he were to be dragged for a urine test or something, the gain would outweigh the loss.
Grabbing the shot put with one hand, Lin Ze rushed to the referee and said: "How many meters is the highest record of Zijinhua?"
The referee was lowering his head and taking notes. When he suddenly heard Lin Ze ask this question, he couldn't help but raised his head and glanced at Lin Ze. He thought to himself, you are a skinny person with thin arms and legs. Is it useful to ask about the highest record? Just throw it for twenty meters until you die.
Not bad. Still want to break the record?
With this in mind, the referee still said modestly: "Forty-eight meters."
"Not bad." Lin Ze nodded with appreciation. He didn't mind the referee's disdainful gaze. He held the shot put, twisted his waist, and pushed his arm forward.
Whoosh——
The shot put landed. After the scorer stayed for a moment, he hurriedly planted a flag at the landing point and took a final look at the result - fifty-one meters!
"Record broken!" the record keeper shouted at the top of his lungs.
The referee was shocked. The scorer was shocked. The players were dumbfounded.
They worked their butts off to throw 20 to 30 meters, and others easily broke the record. Is there any point in continuing the competition?
But because the shot put is scored based on the average of several results, even if Lin Ze breaks the record this time, he may not be able to get first place. Of course, it’s just that the possibility of Lin Ze getting first place is not 100%.
100. What if he only throws one meter the second time?
Lin Ze didn't want to do this long and boring wait anymore, so he directly pulled the referee and said: "Just let me shoot three times. I'm a little urgent to pee."
"This seems to be against the rules -" the referee paused, and seeing Lin Ze's displeasure, he said hurriedly. "Okay, you can shoot twice more. Wrong - as long as you can shoot once more than fifty meters
, we can basically secure the first place.”
"No problem." Lin Ze nodded, immediately grabbed the shot put, and threw it again with ease and ease. Fifty-three meters -
As soon as the results came out, the whole world went silent.
Lin Ze's pretense of throwing the shot put came to an end here. He had no interest in seeing the shocked expressions of the players and referees. Because in his opinion, a game without girls to appreciate would never be on the stage. Shot put
At the competition venue, including more than thirty contestants, there were only seventy people in total. Among these seventy people, there were no more than five girls.
This ratio of men to women made Lin Ze very hurt.
"Good news, good news!"
At this time, the school broadcast announced the victory of the 100-meter dash: "The artillery students from Class 10, Grade 3, are like wild boars in the deep mountains and forests. They flew with their lives on the battlefield of the 100-meter dash and achieved first place. Congratulations!"
Lin Ze's legs went weak as he walked towards the rest area of Class 1, Third Year, and he almost fell down.
Flying like a wild boar in the deep mountains and old forests?
What the hell kind of adjective is this? A bad class is a bad class, and even the level of writing the award-winning manuscript is so wretched——
"The strong wind has blinded my eyes! The sand and rocks have messed up my hair! You, Long Aotian from Class 9, Grade 3! Your grace is unstoppable! Your murderous intent is unbridled! Congratulations on winning the second place in the 100-meter dash
Excellent results!"
Lin Ze's legs became weak again.
"You, you fell from the sky. You landed on my horse, with a jade-like appearance and a clear water-like gaze. A slight smile made my heart warm - you, Zhao Tiezhu, a classmate of Class 2, Grade 3! Congratulations on winning the 100-meter meter.
Great result for third place in the sprint!”
Lin Ze finally calmed down——
This was not at all a poor class's winning manuscript, but rather that the entire Zijinhua's winning manuscript was of very low quality. Back in the rest area, as soon as he sat down, Lin Ze was so excited that he jumped up again.
"Strengthening the mountain and overwhelming the world! The times are unfavorable but the good will never fade! What can be done if the bad times are bad! How can Yu Ji, Yu Ji! Congratulations to Lin Ze for breaking Zijinhua's ten-year-old shot put record and winning the first place in one fell swoop
Good results! Congratulations!”
"Who wrote the winning manuscript?" Lin Ze slammed the table and cursed fiercely. "Wang Xi, drag him out and feed the dog!"
"I wrote it——" Wang Xi lowered his head shyly.
"Bitch!"
Originally, Dong Xiaowan was assigned to write the winning manuscript for Class Three. After all, she was a representative of the Chinese language class and a well-known talented woman. Her writing skills were naturally outstanding. The reason why she was assigned to be the only one to write was because in the previous two years,
, Dong Xiaowan only wrote one about Li Jiancheng’s third place in the 100 meters. With such a past record, not many people were arranged to write speeches. But as soon as the sports meeting started today, people won awards one after another. Dong Xiaowan was a little bit
As he was too busy, Wang Xi wrote Lin Ze's winning manuscript——
"Lin Ze, are you so domineering? You actually broke the record. Frankly speaking, how many records do you plan to break?" Wang Xi asked with narrowed eyes.
"Teacher Xia asked me to keep a low profile, otherwise I will definitely break everything." Lin Ze said seriously.
"——"
Throughout the morning, Linze only had a shot put competition. After looking at the schedule, there were several interesting competitions such as high jump, long jump, and basketball in the afternoon.
The long jump may be average, but the high jump, a pleasing event, can attract many boys and girls. However, the high jump held in high schools is not the stick-supporting one in the Olympics. It is a volley jump——
The basketball game is a team that has been determined long before the sports meeting begins. There are only three teams, and Class 1 of every three years can qualify because of Li Jiancheng, a tough guy on the school basketball team. The Wild Wolves headed by Chen Chong can also be considered a team. Of course.
, not playing in the name of the Wild Wolves, but in the name of Class 3 and Class 6. The last team is a bad class.
Frankly speaking, although the grades of the poor class are not good, they have always been the class with the most wins in sports meets. No other class.
Among the three teams, Class 6, headed by Chen Chong, has the strongest overall strength. Among the worst teams, Class 1 of 3 years is the worst.
Although there are players like Li Jiancheng from the school team present, it is difficult for them to beat four hands with two fists. Except for Li Jiancheng, there are basically no basketball players in Class Three. And a magical player like Lin Ze, who always hits every shot, only ends up as the sixth man.
.It’s really sad.
Finally, I had lunch with the Han siblings, and then took a nap in the dormitory. Before two o'clock, I was rushed to the playground by Han Xiaobao, Wang Xi and others.
In the long jump competition, Lin Ze only jumped once, and the referee gave him the championship——
There is no other reason. He jumped over the entire bunker with this jump. If not give him the championship, who else can give it to him?
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