Today is an unusual day, because today the sports meeting is about to begin. The playground has been divided into competition areas and various sports equipment has been set up.
The sports meeting didn't start until eight o'clock, so Haolong took a nap in the dormitory. At seven fifty-five, he got on his motorcycle and drove to the girls' school.
The students were all wearing various sportswear today, with their own numbers on their backs. Most of them were led by their physical education teachers. After Haolong came, he took the initiative and led the lovely students to compete.
Before this, Haolong had already found out who the strongest classes were. The strongest class was Class 290, Grade 3, and there were quite a few strong men in individual events. However, Haolong was confident that Xia Heting, a martial arts master in his class, would be the strongest.
There is also Taekwondo master Han Tingting who can sweep the single event, but there are restrictions because each person can only apply for three items.
The competition is a team competition first, and then the individual team competition is the 400 relay. There is also a tug-of-war to compare strength. I don’t know if tug-of-war is a formal sport, but the tug-of-war competition in girls’ schools is indispensable every year.
In the first game, tug-of-war, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, all classes participated. About ten teams stood in unison on the playground. Haolong was quite confident about the preliminary round, because there were several big-tonnage girls in his class.
Especially the meatballs Feng Shuping's body fat is not for nothing, she is also very strong, and there are those little girls who fight all day long.
Each side of the tug-of-war sent ten people, and sure enough, the girls from Class 296 easily dragged a class from the first year of high school over. Haolong took this for granted.
The game in the morning was a tug-of-war, until all the classes competed and the winner was the winner. Haolong was bored watching the game, so he sat aside and smoked. After that, he specifically talked to the beautiful female teacher.
"Teacher, which class do you think has the best chance of winning?" This is Haolong's current approach to striking up a conversation.
"Well, I think the senior class is pretty good," said a young and beautiful female teacher.
"Well, you're wrong about this. Look at it. Their lower body is unstable and their legs are shaking when they are tug-of-war. It's obvious that they are strong and strong. You are looking at the class of the second grade of high school. Although they are relatively small in size, they
There is explosive power in her body. Look at the fattest girl who is like a meatball. Does she feel like she is so powerful that she can conquer the world? So, this class will definitely win," Hao Long said incessantly.
"It sounds like what you said is right. How do you understand it so well?" the female teacher asked.
"Well, to be honest, I am the head teacher of this class with unlimited potential. They were all taught by me. I think we can discuss this education method together." Haolong began to become thick-skinned.
"Oh, really? I'm also the head teacher of another class," the female teacher said
Haolong was startled, thinking that he had found the wrong person, "Ah, indeed, it is true that famous teachers make great disciples. Your class is really strong. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." After Haolong said that, he went to find his next target.
Got it
I was really frustrated that I couldn't find anyone I knew very well. When I was about to light the second Mediterranean, Haolong saw the beautiful teacher Ling Miaoke and laughed twice before going up.
"Teacher Ling is also cheering for the students." Haolong squeezed into the crowd of students.
At this time, Ling Miaoke's class was competing. Ling Miaoke and a group of students were shouting loudly, "Come on! Come on!" They even blushed, but then they heard Haolong calling her.
"Oh, Teacher Hao, please help my students, they are dying." Ling Miaoke's voice was a little anxious.
"No problem" Haolong made an OK gesture and got out. Haolong came to the lawn and started to rummage
"No, you're too young. It's no good. You're so thin. Haha, it's you." Hao Long turned around, holding a big bug in his hand and squeezed into the opponent's cheering team with a wicked smile on his face. Hao Long
Long looked at it. During the tug-of-war, almost everyone who was the fattest was the main force. Now the little girls were cheering and would not pay attention to Haolong throwing bugs. Haolong saw the opportunity and threw it.
A finger-long bug landed on the opponent's main force's face
The fat girl was exerting herself. She felt like she was giving birth. She felt something on her face. It was itchy. Her eyes became cross-eyed, but she also saw bugs on the bridge of her nose. Girls are generally very afraid of bugs. The fat girl was afraid of bugs.
Goosebumps suddenly appeared on the girl's skin, "Ah - bugs!" She yelled, released the rope with both hands, closed her eyes and slapped it on her face, regardless of whether it hurt or not, until the bugs were turned into cream.
"Wow, I win!" Ling Miaoke jumped up like a child and hugged the student. She hugged this baby and then the next one. When the girl was pulled away by Haolong, she
Standing there, Ling Miaoke hugged Haolong, a complete bear hug
"Oh" Haolong moaned softly. Ling Miao felt that her chest was so soft and comfortable. It was not just a hug. Haolong jumped twice when she hugged him, and Haolong felt that he was about to suffocate.
"Ah——!" Ling Miaoke shouted, "Why is it you!"
"Uh, well, you were so excited just now that you hugged me when you saw someone. Unfortunately, I was standing next to you, so you hugged me." Haolong said this, but Ling Miaoke really believed it.
"Oh, then, I'm sorry, Teacher Hao. I'm cheering for your class."
"Okay, you go first," Haolong said
The feeling just now was so wonderful. Now Haolong just looks where there are more people and squeezes in among so many beauties. It feels like he is in the clouds.
After squeezing twice, Haolong failed because when he went to squeeze for the third time, the girls there immediately dispersed wherever he went, leaving him alone. Haolong shook his head, "Hey, handsome guy
You will always be ostracized.”
Unknowingly, it was already the finals. It was Haolong's class and a class from the senior year. After hearing this, Haolong went to squeeze in. This time he squeezed in the right way. It was the finals. It was impossible to break up. Haolong saw that his class was very crowded.
He was obviously at a disadvantage. When he looked at his opponents, he thought, "Oh my God, what kind of class is this?" They were all meatball-like bodies. Haolong was confused, were they just food?
Tug-of-war is a best-of-three game system. Now that each side has won one, it’s up to the last one. Haolong is also nervous. Who doesn’t want his class to win?
Haolong found that he was actually standing on the other side's side, why not go to his own side, but there were too many people, and Haolong couldn't squeeze through, so he just let out a loud roar!
"Come on! Come on! You are not alone! You are not alone! Come on Rouwanzi! You are not human!" Haolong roared with all his strength. Rouwanzi hated the name Rouwanzi the most in his life. Haolong was
As soon as he screamed, the fire suddenly sprang up.
"I'm not a meatball!"
There was also Hao Long's loud roar, which made the ears of everyone nearby buzz. There was also a student in the third class who was closest to Hao Long. She was in the tug of war when she heard a loud roar and felt her ears ringing.
It was as if there was a thunderclap and he stood there motionless.
At this time, Feng Shuping, the meatball boy, was showing off his power again. The final result was obvious. Haolong's Class 296 had won. Haolong started hugging randomly. Every time he hugged someone, he would be slapped. The reason was that the student he hugged was not his own.