Eight o'clock in the morning.

The opening ceremony of the school sports meeting officially began.

First, the national flag team, the school flag team, the referee team, the performance team, and the participating teams of each college entered in order and gathered under the rostrum.

Accompanied by a burst of passionate music, the Chinese national anthem began to play, and all the staff stood solemnly, staring at the rising Chinese national flag.

This was followed by the opening speech by the school leader.

"I'll just say a few words about that......"

Principal Zhang held the draft more than a dozen pages long, but he said a few simple sentences.

By the time he finished speaking, not only the students in the stands were about to fall asleep, but even the athletes who had been excited and blood-soaked began to be confused.

After half ringing.

He finally finished reading and said loudly: "I announce that the 11th Games will start now!"

Bang Bang Bang!

After a round of applause, the referees began to take the oath, then the athletes, and then the discipline of the game.

After all this, the various teams began to disband, and the acting teams stayed to perform.

Lu Yifan walked to the venue where he was going to participate in the project, and for a while, Bai Huahua's thighs in the stands were all raised side by side.

Beauty fans danced a cheering dance for Lu Yifan.

Suddenly.

Lei Jun stepped over the crowd and walked towards Lu Yifan. Two eyes collided in mid-air.

Lei Jun said extremely arrogantly: "Yo, isn't this our mortal Shao, you really dare to come and compete with me?"

"Originally, I didn't want to be like an idiot, but since I've signed up, I'll abuse you casually. Lu Yifan said with a smile.

"Hehe, blow it, blow it now! I forgot to tell you, Jiang Da's hurdle, pole vault and air gun records were all created by me.

Someone who hasn't been exposed to these three sports since he was a kid or adult, right?" said Lei Jun with a smile.

"Heheda......"

Looking at the stinky fart in front of him to the extreme, even more narcissistic and shameless than himself, Lu Yifan decided to slap him in the face!

At this time, He Wen, who had just been run away by Lu Yifan, still came over with concern and asked, "It's going to be an 11o meter hurdle competition soon, can you do it?"

"Hehe, he said he hated me, but I didn't expect Mr. He to still care about me!

I will definitely win the gold medal for our class!" Lu Yifan stared at He Wen's plump and round twin peaks with a hippie smile.

"Don't blow too loudly in the cowhide, you will be slapped in the face. He Wenqiao said with a flushed face.

"Then you'll have to wait and see!"

After speaking, Lu Yifan went directly to the track.

"Ahh

"Come on !! husband"

"Yifan!!I love you, I'm going to give you a monkey!!"

Wang Yafei led Lu Yifan's fan group, and exaggerated screamed slogans that made everyone embarrassed.

Ha Wen couldn't help but be startled.

From her point of view, the long-legged beauty that could not be seen at a glance suddenly seemed to explode!

The fanaticism contained in that voice was no different from that of a stargazer seeing his idol.

"The girls...... Shouldn't they all be here for Lu Yifan, a dead pervert?" He Wen muttered in shock.

And Lei Jun couldn't help but blush when he saw those beauties with exquisite figures and delicate facial features, all of them cheering for Lu Yifan one by one.

I thought, wait, Lao Tzu will this kid for a while, and let you women with eyes and beads see what a real man is!

In fact, let alone Lei Jun, even Zhang Yibo, the principal, is red-eyed.

He has been the principal for so many years, and there are not so many girls cheering and screaming for him!

The competition is divided into qualifiers and finals.

The qualifiers consist of four groups, each with the top two teams, who will advance to the finals.

Lei Jun was assigned to the second group, and soon stood up and ran.

He was wearing a black race suit today, but he was stepping on a pair of gold-trimmed red professional running shoes, which was very eye-catching on the track.

These running shoes are specially customized for himself by Lei Jun to Liu Xiang and Usain Bolt, a company that customizes running shoes for world champions, and he can be nearly a second faster than others with just these shoes!

Bang!

With the sound of the order gun, the game officially began.

Ordinary students are really not very familiar with hurdles, and they have to step over one hurdle in an average of three times.

On the other hand, Lei Jun, as expected, his strength was not bad, and a black shadow instantly crossed three or four hurdles, rushed to the front, and shook off the others.

Soon, he was the first to cross the finish line, with a time of 14.16 seconds!

The audience was shocked in an instant!

"Damn, this guy is too awesome!"

"Hehe, what is this! Lei Jun is a hurdler master, I estimate that he has not yet used his full strength at this point. ”

"Damn, Liu Xiang's record is only 12.88 seconds, if he wields all his strength, he won't be even better than Liu Xiang, right?"

"Hurdles are not Lei Jun's strong point, his real strength is actually air gun!"

"Hey, I remember, the airsoft champion of the last National Games seems to be him!"

"Nima, National Games champion!"

"This guy is too strong!"

For a while, there was a lot of heated discussions in the stands, and they were about to lift Lei Jun to the sky.

After Lei Jun got off the field, he glanced at Lu Yifan arrogantly, and sneered: "You know how powerful I am, are you already desperate?" Tell you, this son only used less than eighty percent of his strength!"

"Running as slow as a turtle crawling, and having the face to brag?" Lu Yifan said speechlessly.

"Stinky boy, just pretend to be forced!" Lei Jun said angrily: "You are a layman at all! You don't even have professional equipment! I guess you can't even pass the qualifiers!"

"Professional gear?"

Lu Yifan glanced down at the slippers he was wearing, and his five thick toes were still exposed.

When He Wen heard this, it was only then that Lu Yifan actually wore slippers to participate in the competition.

In an instant, Ha Wen felt powerless.

Oh, my God!

How big is this guy's heart to wear slippers to participate in the sports meeting!

But Lu Yifan didn't care and said: "It doesn't matter, my brother wears slippers, and he still runs faster than you!"

"Hahahaha, you seem to be making me laugh! You dare to hurdle even if you wear slippers! Okay, come on, Lao Tzu ran 14 seconds 16 seconds, you have the ability to run faster than Lao Tzu!" Lei Jun sneered.

Soon, the qualifiers for Lu Yifan's group began.

"Yifan, come on!"

"Come on, husband!"

At the same time, in the stands, the school flowers, Lu Yifan's fan group, and Lu Yifan's classmates all began to shout loudly and cheer for Lu Yifan.

Especially Wang Yafei, after carefully dressing up, organized the sexiest and most beautiful girls in the fan group, holding mobile phones, and started live broadcasts on major platforms.

Now that she has been designated as a fan by Lu Yifan, she naturally has to do her due diligence to brainwash fans.

(End of chapter)

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