Middle School Chapter 6 Athletics Team

I forgot to introduce, my middle school homeroom teacher is also a woman, an old woman, the most bastard woman in the world, she likes to control everyone, and she likes to mock other teachers in class. In her eyes, she is the heart of the world. She is an old witch in the eyes of all the students, and she likes to go into the men's bathroom to catch students smoking. As a smoker, I'm naturally a regular visitor to her office. Once, during the class cleaning, I was lazy with a classmate and went to the toilet to smoke. The two of them were bragging while playing the tuba. Suddenly, the voice of the exterminator came from the door, "You two, is the toilet ready?" ”

At that time, I was startled and directly pinched off the that was being pulled. This is the men's bathroom, I bet she didn't dare to come in, and with lightning speed, she threw the cigarette butt into the toilet bowl and flushed it out.

"Give you a minute, come out for me. Extinction suddenly roared. "You won't give me the toilet to go to the toilet, what are you yelling at. "The one who said this was the one who accompanied me to the toilet, and I like to call him monkey. The monkey and I walked out of the toilet unhurriedly, ready to go to the classroom to continue our work. As a result, he was stopped by extermination.

"Did you two smoke in the toilet?" Extinction looked at me angrily. I immediately denied it, thinking to myself that if my dad found out, I would be dead. When the extinction came up, he searched my pocket, and he found a box of cigarette matches.

"And what is this?" Extinction triumphantly touched his booty. I took a deep breath, we junior high school students, we don't have money, we usually buy loose cigarettes, and sell them one by one, so it's impossible to find cigarettes on our bodies.

"Teacher, that's a box of matches. I just played with it. I said with some weakness. Extinction patted the monkey's trouser pocket again, and strangely enough, the monkey couldn't find anything on it, and I glanced a little and realized that the monkey had actually caught a match in the waistband of his elastic pants. Extinction still didn't give up, and went into the toilet to look for a long time. The monkey gave me a OK gesture. I thought to myself, this time the extinction won't be able to catch us. In the end, I killed the monkey and didn't smoke in the toilet, but lit a few matches, and there was no evidence of extinction, so I had to let us go.

Although extinction is a thing, but sometimes, I still like her, because other classmates in the class make mistakes, she will beat people, and she will use fire extinguishers to smash people, and the thin and tall people in elementary school are often smashed by him and scream, but I am an exception, but because my family is rich, it may also be because I make too many mistakes, small mistakes are basically ignored, and big mistakes are directly called parents. The parents came over with two slaps, wrote a letter of guarantee, admitted their mistakes sincerely, and the matter passed. After two days of idle boredom, continue to start being a demon. But from the bottom of my heart, the kindness of Extinction to me is obvious to all my classmates, so I am more polite to her. I remember that at that time, no one had been on the 1500 meters in the school sports meeting, so I thought about it and decided to prop her up.

I ate a little bit of dinner every day and went for a run on the playground. The 1500m is still very difficult for junior high school students, and I feel that since I have signed up, I have to finish this section by myself. At that time, there were several national third-level and second-level athletes in our school. The 100-meter sprint was so fast that every time they ran they could provoke the girls to scream. What makes me even more depressed is that those people don't usually exercise much, and they also soak in Internet cafes to smoke and play games, so why can't I outrun others. At this point, these 1500 meters, I have to be fierce for anything.

Soon it was time for the Games, and before running the 1500 meters, I went to buy the first can of Red Bull in my life, and everyone said that drinking Red Bull would make me run faster. As a result, as soon as I started running, I regretted it, and my stomach was gurgling, which completely increased the burden of long-distance running. Due to excessive tension, the rhythm of breathing was disrupted at the beginning. As a result, the more I ran in the back, the more difficult it became, and I recalled that I had practiced for nearly half a month for this competition, and the more I thought about it, the more unwilling I felt. I don't know what's wrong, I ran and ran, and I even ran and cried. I couldn't hold on anymore, and my steps were getting heavier and heavier. We run 7 or 8 laps of 1,500 meters on the playground. Some of my playmates threw water on me. said it was to give me a boost, and I would have scolded them half to death in my heart. That's it, lap by lap. I burst into tears over one competitor after another. Finally, when I got there, I crossed the finish line in second place and was carried back to the class by a group of classmates. Like a triumphant warrior.

Extinction told me that my performance pleased the school's PE teacher and that she wanted me to go to the county games. I said no at first, and I really didn't want to go through a second run like this. As a result, the PE teacher came straight to me. In that town, such a young and beautiful physical education teacher is really rare. Because of her beauty, after a few rounds, I promised her to be on time for training tomorrow morning. I don't think she would know that I joined the track and field team because she was good-looking.

The days of training are very boring, like our long-distance running group, every day is running, non-stop. I also had to run with my mouth closed, and if it rained, I climbed the stairs, and at that time I thought that the best thing of every day was when I ate and drank water after training, and I felt like an anime hero. At that time, our school's track and field team was basically selected from the sports meeting, and there were two girls who couldn't stand it and quit. At that time, I had already integrated myself into the track and field team, and I wanted to perform well in front of beautiful teachers. The teacher said if I finished in the top six. In the junior high school entrance examination, long-distance running can be directly full marks without running. It also made me very excited. Since I have practiced for so long, if I don't come back with a ranking, I really have no shame to face Jiangdong's fathers.

I don't know what my true level is, but I know that when the starting gun goes off, I'm going to get nervous, and I'm a person who gets nervous very easily. Obviously, I don't think there's anything to be nervous about, but when it comes to critical moments, I always drop the chain. This bothers me myself. Take the county games as an example, the teacher reported 1500 meters and 800 meters to me. I ran the first 1500 meters. As soon as the starting gun went off, a group of people flew out at a speed of 100 meters, which really startled me. There is some weakness in my heart, how can they be so fast. I can't help but speed up the pace, and I don't want to fall too far from the first echelon.

Later, I learned that in the long-distance running race, those who rushed fast at the beginning were all Oscar winners, and they would not be able to run in the end. And those who run at their own pace tend not to get too bad results. In the 1500m, I finished seventh. It's a pity. But in the 800m on the second day, I showed my strength. I ignore those who rush to the front, and follow my own pace, taking two steps and one breath. In the end, he sprinted perfectly and won the second place in the 800m. After the run, I lay down on the lawn. I said to the teacher, "I'm not going to run long distances anymore." "Aside from the donation, the 800m was the only certificate I had in junior high school. Although the process is tiring, the rewards of this kind of hard work are really comfortable in the aftertaste. I was embarrassed to get on the podium, and there was a round of applause from below. I'm also a glorious ancestor.