No. 9 Yang Jingxing didn't go to the conservatory because he had to throw the shot put in the afternoon. In the morning, he was still in the piano room, and Hu Yiqing found a lot of variations for Yang Jingxing to listen to and help him analyze the variations. The depth and complexity of classical music makes Yang Jingxing hungry.

When he was about to go to lunch, Hu Yiqing said to Yang Jingxing: "I'll go home in the afternoon, and I'm not going to cheer you up." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "Add it now, I'll keep it." ”

Hu Yiqing: "Come on!"

When he was in the cafeteria, Tao Meng found Yang Jingxing and reminded him: "Don't forget it in the afternoon, change your clothes...... It's the last sports day in high school.,Be positive.,I don't write a radio script!"

Yang Jingxing said: "Guarantee the champion and provide you with materials." ”

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Jingxing, who had changed into a basketball uniform, appeared in the comprehensive sports field.

Ren Chuyu criticized him: "You are so lazy, you should go to play basketball or football, Bai Chang is so tall...... Hey, are you still growing taller?"

Yang Jingxing gestured to Ren Chuyu's head to his chest: "It's still growing." ”

"You Laipi!" Ren Chuyu was anxious, "I'm on your nose!"

The announcement was made to the male shot put players in the third year of high school to assemble at the venue. There are more than a dozen contestants, and Yang Jingxing's physique is completely outstanding.

Warm up and prepare. Yang Jingxing picked up the five-kilogram shot put and tried it, shouted, and threw it lightly, about five or six meters.

Several girls in the same class who came to cheer laughed, and Ren Chuyu shouted while taking pictures of Yang Jingxing: "You be serious, my radio script has been written!"

Powerful competitors look at Yang Jingxing and his cheerleaders, and feel that they are a little too contemptuous.

When the game was about to start, Tao Meng also came over and informed: "Cao Ayalan lost." "Cao Ayalan participates in chess, and there are few people who sign up for this thing, and they are not divided into grade groups.

Yang Jingxing said: "Okay, I can throw half a meter more." ”

Tao Meng didn't understand what it meant, and a girl asked: "Then call all the girls in the class, and you can throw thirty meters." ”

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "Some are not as effective as yours." ”

Tao Meng wanted to turn around and leave.

The first round of the competition began, and Yang Jingxing was fifth. The best score in front is 12.5 meters. Yang Jingxing looked at the surveying teacher standing 20 meters away, and always felt afraid, this time he only threw more than 13 meters, which was half a meter worse than his own results last year.

Ren Chuyu explained to the person next to him: "He didn't train, he had to practice the piano every day." ”

Others don't care if you practice the piano or not, the stout strongman in the fifth class went up, roared, and threw a far, fourteen meters! It seems that the practice is different, and he is going to take revenge this year.

At the end of the first round, Yang Jingxing ranked fourth, which was really miserable. At the beginning of the second round, Yang Jingxing added a little strength and threw more than 14 meters, but he was close to 15 meters. But he's the second, Ren Chuyu only needs to add a horizontal to the radio script.

The third round is also the last round. Yang Jingxing was afraid of what happened, so he said to the surveying teacher: "Teacher, can you stand farther away, I don't dare to use force." ”

They all laughed, and the young physical education teacher took a few steps away, pointed to the place where he was standing, and said, "I recognize you for throwing it here!"

The girls cheered for Yang Jingxing, Yang Jingxing held the lead ball, looked at Tao Meng who didn't speak, and asked, "What about you?"

Tao Meng was so impatient: "Come on." ”

Yang Jingxing was satisfied: "It's more than half a meter." ”

Yang Jingxing's posture of throwing the shot put is really ugly, pretending, it is better to stand still. He just pushed it with his hand, and the shot put flew out of the hole, and there was no best angle at all.

However, the previous measurement teacher was still shocked, this guy, why did he fly so far this time. It's almost 17 meters past the 16-meter line!

The girls cheered, and Tao Meng also laughed.

Yang Jing walked over, pointed to the fifth-class strongman behind him with his thumb, and said to Tao Meng: "It's miserable, he hates you to death, it's just one meter more than you." ”

Tao Meng had a cold face for a while, and when the fifth-class strongman came on the field, he suddenly shouted briefly: "Come on." ”

Yang Jingxing looked at Tao Meng sadly: "You are not my squad leader, you are not my tablemate......"

Tao Meng raised his chin when he didn't hear it. Alas, it's a pity that her refueling is not so magical, and the strongman still hasn't broken through fifteen meters.

So Yang Jingxing broke the school record of 15.32 meters and won the men's shot put championship of the senior third group of the Games with a score of 16.58 meters. You say how embarrassed he is to tell others that he actually practices the piano.

Breaking the record! Ren Chuyu's broadcast script was invalidated, and he hurriedly went back to rewrite it. Yang Jingxing sat in the audience, waiting to hear his great achievements being praised.

In the just-concluded men's shot put event of the third class of high school, Yang Jingxing, a student from the third class of high school, won the championship with a good score of more than one meter to break the original school record. ”

It's still the squad leader, it's too much of a cutcorner.

After a while, Ren Chuyu asked Yang Jingxing to pay attention. “...... In the first round, he was only fourth, but he didn't lose confidence...... With the encouragement of his classmates, he threw a good score that surpassed last year, but ...... His firm eyes were full of confidence, and his toned muscles burst out with potential strength to make the most desperate throw--he won an excellent score of 16.6 meters! Not only broke his own record, but also broke the school record, and won the championship as expected! I wish Yang Jingxing and all the students in the third year of high school to work hard and achieve the final good results in the next high school career--Ren Chuyu in the third class of high school is a manuscript. ”

You can imagine how many disdainful eyes there will be around, Yang Jingxing has no face to look up to see people.

There is a class meeting in the evening as usual. The class teacher praised the students' performance in the sports day, and also encouraged everyone to implement this spirit of hard work into their studies.

After the head teacher left, the classroom was bustling with activity, as if most people wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of the sports meeting to relax.

Ren Chuyu stopped Yang Jingxing, who was leaving: "Let's talk about the day." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "It is estimated that it will be sunny and cloudy tomorrow. ”

No matter how white Li Ya's eyes were, Ren Chuyu still smiled brightly: "Remember tomorrow morning." "Tomorrow they will play volleyball with the girls from Class 4.

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Zhilu Dao." ”

Ren Chuyu pulled Yang Jingxing's wrist again: "Let's go and hear how you play." ”

Yang Jingxing refused: "No, you have to keep a good state and win tomorrow." ”

Women's volleyball is really the most popular among boys, because it is all tall girls who wear volleyball uniforms. At this time, the boys' cheerleaders are particularly majestic and powerful, roaring the indoor sports field, although the volleyball on the court is nothing to watch.

Yang Jingxing took pictures with a camera, which was a task assigned to him by Ren Chuyu. Yesterday, Yang Jingxing threw a shot put, and Ren Chuyu took a dozen photos of him, and he had to repay the favor today, and he pressed the shutter for a while.

Tao Meng, a busy man, came over from the playground to see the situation and caught Yang Jingxing: "Why are you free?"

Yang Jingxing admitted his mistake: "You criticize me." ”

Tao Meng directly punished: "You must hand in a broadcast script in the afternoon." ”

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, the women's 800-meter race in the third group of the high school was held, and Tao Meng and another girl participated in the third class. It seems that the girls in Shangpu are very delicate, what 800 meters, women's shot put, basketball, no one wants to touch.

Tao Meng's running shoes are very professional, and the four-point sweatpants and t-shirts are also decent, and she is standing on the starting line with more than a dozen other girls to prepare.

Yang Jingxing came before he started, shouting: "Tao Meng, come on." ”

Tao Meng glanced at it and heard it.

Yang Jingxing made another mistake and called another girl: "Yao Qing, don't pull her too far." ”

Yao Qing smiled, still warming up.

All in place, ready, a gunshot rang out, and the girls ran out, and Tao Meng and the good legs of the other second class were rushed. Tao Meng was a little faster, and when he reached half a lap, he was more than ten meters ahead.

At this time, Yang Jingxing walked from that side to this side, ran a few steps, and reminded Tao Meng: "Pay attention to your physical strength, pay attention to your breathing." ”

At the end of the lap, the girls' speed slowed down significantly. Tao Meng is still ahead, and it seems that he has practiced. However, the girl in second place is obviously more stable, the speed is not much slower, and the distance between her and Tao Meng is gradually shortening. Moreover, Tao Meng's expression was already a little serious, and the pursuers behind him were more relaxed.

By the time it was six hundred meters, the good legs of the second class were only a few meters away from Tao Meng, and it seemed that they were ready to catch up and overtake them during the sprint.

Tao Meng's ponytail was no longer as cheerful as before, her mouth was slightly open, she could see that she was breathing rapidly, her eyes were simply dull, and she trembled a little with every step she took and fell.

At 700 meters, Tao Meng looked like he was about to catch up. She also had a sense of crisis and began to accelerate, but not as hard as others.

Yang Jingxing turned around again, ran along, and shouted, "Come on." ”

Tao Meng couldn't hear Yang Jingxing speak at this time, so he kept telling himself to persevere.

Yang Jingxing was so anxious that he shouted: "I'm catching up, why is it useless for me to cheer you up...... It's miserable, she's going to like me, you can't be so unrighteous, come on!"

Tao Meng really wanted to get rid of Yang Jingxing's fly, so he burst out of his potential and began to sprint.

Tao Meng was the first to cross the finish line, and then he bent down, holding his knees with his hands and panting, ignoring the teachers and classmates who came to congratulate and care around him.

Yang Jingxing came up again, and his heart palpitated: "I'm scared to death, thank you." ”

Tao Meng suddenly squatted down, holding his head with his arms and burying it in his knees.

The people around were a little frightened and worried: "What's the matter? It's okay, right? You can't stand up? ”

Tao Meng opened his arms to indicate that he was fine, and after a while, he stood up, his face that was not bloody before was now more rosy, and there was a little smile that he couldn't control.

Isn't it just the first place in the 1800 meters, and it's not so happy to be practical.

Tao Meng rested, and the sports committee received the broadcast on behalf of him. It didn't take long: "I ran a long way, with the footsteps of youth." Tao Meng, a student from the third class of high school, won the first place in the women's 800-meter event with tenacious perseverance. ”

Finally completed the task, Yang Jingxing slipped away. His task now is to write a passable variation as soon as possible. Hu Yiqing was very attentive to this matter, and drew a few manuscripts by himself for Yang Jingxing's reference, all of which were rigidly copied and used some theories, which were too blunt, and would definitely not be formed if they were played.

On the morning of the 12th, it was a series of climaxes of the sports meeting. One hundred meters, four by one hundred meters, four hundred meters, four by four hundred meters. Yang Jingxing did not participate in the sprint, but he had to win the relay.

When discussing the tactics of four by one, Tao Meng said to Yang Jingxing: "You are either the first stick or the fourth stick!"

Yang Jingxing didn't do it: "I'm either the second or the third." "Actually, if he runs one to four bats, he will definitely win first place.

Tao Meng shouted: "You have a sense of responsibility, okay?"

Shao Lei was impatient: "Just let him be the third stick." "He won first place in the swimming competition and second place in the 100m, so he was full of confidence.

Yang Jingxing said again: "Xu Zisheng is the first stick." ”

"Ah!" Xu Zisheng is the worst of the four, and he is under a lot of pressure.

Tao Meng was cold: "Whatever! I'll listen to you." ”

The relay race was really exciting, and the war drums were cheering, and the audience was unprecedentedly full. A gunshot rang out, the athletes rushed out, and the cheering sound shook the sky.

Xu Zisheng, the first stick of the third class, used his strength to eat, but he still lagged behind others all of a sudden. By the time he handed the stick to the second club, the fastest man was already more than ten meters ahead.

The second stick was really desperate, gritting his teeth and burying his head in the hard run. Yang Jingxing couldn't bear to run in advance, and when he took over the baton, he was already nearly twenty meters behind the front, but fortunately, there was something worse than him, he was the second-to-last.

The responsibility is on the body, Yang Jingxing is like an arrow off the string, and that kind of speed can immediately become the focus in the broad vision of others. By the time he had run thirty meters to catch up with a man, the cheering on the playground had doubled.

"Come on!" Tao Meng and Ren Chuyu were actually standing on the edge of the third runway.

Yang Jingxing ran all the way, and every time he surpassed one person, the cheering sound around him would rise a little higher. Seeing that the distance from Shao Lei was getting closer and closer, and there was still one person who had not surpassed, Yang Jingxing added a little more force.

When Yang Jingxing surpassed the last person who was ahead of him, Shao Lei's eyes really regarded him as a brother. After Shao Lei took the baton, he rushed towards the finish line faster than he won the second place, and lived up to expectations.

When Shao Lei threw the baton on the ground at the finish line and raised his arms to accept the cheers, Yang Jingxing beckoned Tao Meng's eyes again: "Now you have a lot of grievances." ”

Tao Meng said: "This is a collective project, and it is not your own work." ”

Ren Chuyu was still excited: "You ran so fast, the photos are not clear, it scared me." ”

After a while, the radio announced the good news that the third class of senior high school broke the school record with a time of 45.30 seconds in the men's 4x100m event.

Of course, the PE teachers noticed the guy who ran faster than a rabbit and asked the teacher in the third class of high school. Yang Jingxing's physical education teacher was angry: "That guy is lazy and doesn't want to participate in anything! Swimming will definitely break the record." ”

In the afternoon, it will be the closing ceremony of the sports day. The students have changed their clothes, especially the senior ones, and they have to commemorate it.

Ren Chuyu jumped next to Yang Jingxing: "I took a photo with the champion." ”

Yang Jingxing also jumped: "I took a photo with a beautiful woman." ”

Several girls in the class came to take photos with Yang Jingxing, because they found that this guy seemed to be more enthusiastic than before.

On the thirteenth, the atmosphere of the sports meeting disappeared without a trace in the classroom of the third year of high school, and everyone devoted themselves to learning again.

Between classes, Tao Meng came back and found Yang Jingxing in a daze, so he sat down and asked while sorting out the books and papers: "Yang Jingxing, how are you practicing?"

"Started. ”

"Didn't Ren Chuyu say that you played well. ”

"Hearing is false. ”

"I don't have time to listen to you. Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing, "Isn't your ideal to be a racing driver?" ”

Yang Jingxing smiled: "That was the previous ideal. "In the past, when I introduced myself when I entered the school, I had to talk about my ideals, and Yang Jingxing, who was not ideal, chose a hobby to talk about.

Tao Meng asked again: "Last time in Italy, why didn't you think about Lari?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You are reluctant. ”

Tao Meng's voice raised: "Don't blame me!"

Yang Jingxing clenched his fists: "It's not strange, it's not strange." I was suddenly homesick. ”

Tao Meng smiled and remembered again: "By the way, what is the name of the girl who is friends with you?"

"Ruoka. ”

"You're still in touch?"

"It's gone. ”

Tao Meng nodded: "I have pen pals with Alina, and they are quite enthusiastic...... What are you thinking?"

Yang Jingxing withdrew his gaze from the ceiling and asked, "Do you have time at noon?"

Tao Meng was alert: "What are you doing?"

"I'll give you an opening recital. ”

Tao Meng said, "I want to take a nap." ”

"I wish you a good dream. ”

Tao Meng asked again: "Then how long will it take you?"

"Fifteen minutes. ”

Tao Meng hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, let's have lunch first?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Do you invite me or do I invite you?"

"No, you're waiting for me at 12:45. ”

Yang Jingxing arrived at the piano room at half past twelve, and Tao Meng went to the appointment on time. Yang Jingxing warmly welcomed, and Tao Meng said, "Hurry up, what do you want to play." ”

Yang Jingxing sat down in front of the piano and said, "I play a song, it's very ordinary, you must have never heard it." If you hear something that you don't think is good, tell me. ”

Tao Meng was a little puzzled: "Okay." ”

Yang Jingxing played his "Night Rain Variations", which can be imagined how bad it is. After listening to it for a minute, Tao Meng didn't say anything bad, because she didn't hear anything bad.

Yang Jingxing comprehended Tao Meng's expression, stopped playing, and said, "Forget it." ”

Tao Meng said, "You're done playing." "You can't let her run for nothing.

So Yang Jingxing played it again, about four minutes, and looked at Tao Meng after playing.

Tao Meng thought seriously for a while and said, "It's quite simple, I feel that the latter part has become a little fast......"

Yang Jingxing said: "You can speak professionally. ”

Tao Meng thought about it again and looked at Yang Jingxing: "You made it up? ”

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "There is no score." ”

Tao Meng was really stumped: "You can ask Teacher Hu to give you advice." ”

Yang Jingxing said: "I need a lot of opinions. ”

Tao Meng had to say: "The melody seems to be okay, but the voice is a little messy." ”

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Well, it seems that we have similar tastes." Thank you for your hard work, and give you a good sound. ”

Tao Meng nodded.

Yang Jingxing played the piano version of "Until the End of the World", and this Tao Meng listened with a sunny expression. After listening to it, he smiled brightly: "I played it well, really! I haven't heard it before, do you have a score?"

Yang Jingxing pulled out his manuscript: "Thank you." ”

Tao Meng took it and looked at it, and asked, "Copying it or did you make it up yourself?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "You guess." ”

Tao Meng was ruthless: "Copy!"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Thank you." Don't delay you, go take a nap. ”

Tao Meng didn't understand very well: "Did you copy it?"

"I made it up myself. ”

Tao Meng couldn't question it too much, and when he left, he said, "Why don't you write the previous score and find someone else to take a look." ”

"Go to sleep!"

(Counting tickets)