At this time, several people were waiting for Cheng Chen's long jump competition.
Zhuo Yu'an noticed that Tinglan was wearing a pair of white canvas shoes, and frowned slightly: "Don't you wear a pair of sneakers?"
Aren’t there also running races?
Lu Kuo belatedly saw that Ting Lan was actually wearing a pair of canvas shoes, and became angry: "You don't really plan to lie down and walk to the finish line, do you?"
Tinglan glanced at him: "When you signed me up, didn't you say that I could reach the finish line?"
Before this morning, she really had this idea, just running around until she reached the finish line.
Lu Kuo was furious: "You have some ambition, okay? You represent the honor of our Class 3."
Tinglan nodded hard, turned around and shouted to Cheng Chen: "The honor of our Class 3 depends on you, come on."
Zhuo Yu'an on the side smiled slightly and said: "It's good to reach the end. You don't have to force yourself to do things you're not good at, and you don't have to care about other people's opinions."
These words made Tinglan very happy. He was a little nervous just now, but he felt a little more relaxed.
At this time, Cheng Chen's long jump competition also started. He jumped three times and took the middle value.
It was the standing long jump. She jumped 1.9 meters for the first time and her score was average.
The second time, I had some experience and jumped 2.3 meters, which was not bad.
The third time, she broke out and jumped 2.5 meters.
Ting Lan took a look and found that other contestants' scores were relatively stable, but most of them were between 2 and 2.3 meters. There was only one girl who jumped about 2.6 meters every time.
So Cheng Chen's second place is very good.
After the game, Cheng Chen sat on the ground, took off his sneakers, poured out the sand inside, and handed them to Tinglan.
: "I'll give you my shoes to wear and you'll run for a while. Try your best if you can."
Lu Kuo smiled proudly at Zhuo Yuan and Tinglan and said, "Look at my Cheng Chen's consciousness and learn from it."
Cheng Chen grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it at Lu Kuo: "Who is from your family? Shut up."
Tinglan smiled and took off his canvas shoes and put on Cheng Chen's sneakers. He thought to himself, if he really wants to go for a run, he must try his best.
Especially seeing Zhuo Yuan's game just now gave her a lot of motivation, and she was also competing with Wen Jian, so there was no reason to lose without a fight.
But after all, she is an athletic imbecile and has no experience. In the first lap, she sprinted with all her strength, and she was still ahead in the first 100 meters. But after running 200 meters, just one lap, her heart started pounding.
, breathless, and was gradually surpassed by several other players.
But what can I do? I can’t really leave. I just have to grit my teeth and continue.
When she ran another lap to 400 meters, every time she took a breath, her lungs felt like they were being pricked by needles, which was very painful. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, and she could only breathe heavily.
Cheng Chen was a good sister, running with her and encouraging her.
Lu Kuo really didn't expect that she would be so good at running. Seeing that her face was red from holding back and her eyes were red, he regretted signing up for her.
Tinglan ran slower and slower, feeling almost suffocated. The sound of wind in his ears, and the voices of classmates shouting for cheers from the side of the track, began to be inaudible and turned into a buzzing sound. There was only one particularly clear and gentle voice.
She whispered in her ear: "Getting to the end is victory. It's great that you can challenge yourself."