"Su Mu, come on! Su Mu, come on!" The girls standing on the edge of the track screamed at the top of their lungs the moment they saw Su Mu get the baton.
"Brother! Come on!!" Su Xiaoli quickly put his hands around his mouth and shouted loudly towards Su Mu who was running.
Sumu's figure is like a galloping horse, constantly catching up and overtaking on the track.
Fourth place, third place, second place...
Seeing that the finish line was right in front of him, and there was only a slight gap between him and the first place, the girls next to the track shouted louder one by one.
"Sumu, come on!!"
"Sumu, come on!!"
Su Xiaoli couldn't help but walk through the crowd. As he walked towards the finish line, his face flushed and he shouted at him: "Brother! Come on!!"
Su Mu only heard the wind whistling by his ears, and the figure in front of him was getting closer and closer to him.
The shouts around him seemed to be automatically blocked by his ears, and only a clear and familiar voice hovered in his mind:
Brother, come on!
He really doesn't like to participate in sports games, and he has always disdained such competitions, but that day when he saw Su Xiaoli's eyes shining brightly when he heard the three words "sports games", he didn't know why, he became their class teacher
When asked to participate in this year's sports meeting, he unexpectedly agreed.
Now that he was already standing on the playing field, he naturally couldn't let his sister down.
Su Mu adjusted his breathing rate and began to make the final sprint towards the finish line.
However, just when he was about to catch up with the classmate in front of him, the boy suddenly said goodbye to Sumu's track, as if he had eyes behind his back.
Su Mu frowned and stepped aside, but his feet speeded up.
Seeing that he and the boy were about to cross the finish line at the same time, the boy suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed Su Mu.
Su Mu stumbled, and his body fell forward involuntarily.
"careful!!"
"Sumu!! Be careful!!"
"elder brother!!"
The students who were watching the competition standing outside the track suddenly let out bursts of exclamations.
"Teacher!! That boy pushed someone with his hand!!"
"Teacher, I saw it! He was the one who pushed the sumu!!"
The girls on the edge of the track immediately ran towards the finish line, shouting loudly.
The moment Su Mu lost his balance, he subconsciously stretched out his hands to hold on to the ground to prevent him from falling.
However, he was still holding the baton in his right hand and had no way to support his body, so when he fell, he could only use his left hand and right elbow to maintain balance.
My left hand was fine, but the moment my right elbow touched the ground, I felt a sharp pain.
"Classmate, are you okay?" The referee standing at the end of the track saw Sumu fall and quickly came over, squatted down and helped him up.
"It's okay..." Su Mu gasped for air, and with the strength of the referee teacher, he stood up from the ground.
The referee teacher first took a look at Su Mu's knees. Fortunately, he was wearing a pair of sports trousers today. Although there were some fine sand and plastic particles on the track on the knees of the trousers, he rolled up the trousers and took a look.
