Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Unthinkable
The people in the sports school are very recognizable, they are all wearing pants and vests, and the two big characters of sports school are printed on their chests.
Wan Feng glanced at it and found that among the forty or fifty people participating in the 3,000-meter race, nearly half were from the sports school.
After the check-in, Wan Feng stood on the starting line, this time he was alone.
Tan Chun did not have a three-thousand-meter race task, as for Liu Sheng'an, he was like air to Wan Feng, and the two sides had deep contradictions.
"You are all from the sports school?" Wan Feng deliberately dangled in front of the person wearing the sports school vest.
The sports school led by Xiao Pingtou did not answer, and the scene of Wan Feng chasing the second pig with a knife in the morning left a deep impression on them.
"Do you know why I participated in the 3,000-meter race? Tell you, I'm here to slap you sports school people in the face, your teacher said that any of his students can throw me around, I came to leave you sports school people behind me to see what kind of face your teacher will have, your hands and feet had better be clean during the competition, I won't get used to your problems!"
At this moment, Wan Feng was murderous, and his face was fierce.
A teacher at the starting line unexpectedly looked at Wan Feng who issued a challenge declaration, this guy is here to smash the sports school field?
The members of the sports school looked indifferent, looking indifferent, they may not be Wan Feng's opponents in terms of holding knives, but they don't feel that Wan Feng is any threat to them in terms of long-distance running.
The corners of Xiao Pingtou's mouth also crossed with a sneer.
There were more than 50 runners in the 3,000-meter race, including 13 students from the sports school, and the rest were sixth, seventh and eighth grade runners from middle school.
Although the competition is played together, the rankings are recorded separately.
For example, the competition of students in sports schools only counts their own rankings in sports schools, and the competition of students in the sixth grade is only compared with the same grade, and so on.
In other words, although the 3,000-meter race was a one-time race, there were four first-place winners.
1st in the sports school, 1st in the 6th grade, 1st in the 7th grade and 1st in the 8th grade.
After the starting gun sounded, the runners ran out of the starting line in a mess like cattle and sheep slaughtered, and two groups were formed in less than a lap.
The first group is naturally the leading role of the sports school, and there are a few ordinary senior students in the middle.
More than ten meters behind them was the second group of more than 30 people.
Wan Feng was in the second group at this time, to be precise, at the end of the second group, the second from the bottom.
At this time, on the rostrum, the teacher who gave the order just now came to Zhang Xushao's side and pointed to Wan Feng at the end and said.
"Teacher Zhang, do you see that student?"
Zhang Xushao naturally saw Wan Feng, so the team just ran in front of the rostrum.
"What do you see him doing?" Zhang Xushao replied coldly.
"This kid is very interesting, he sent a war letter to your sports school at the beginning of the game, and he came to smash your sports school's field. ”
"Smash the field?" Zhang Xushao pouted.
smashed the field of his sports school, even if the city team came, he didn't dare to say this, why should he be a little deflated!
"Anyway, it's idle, let's see why this arrogant guy dares to challenge the sports school, if he can run past the last of the thirteen people in my sports school, even if he wins!"
When Zhang Xushao said this, he had already run two laps on the field.
At this time, three groups have been formed on the track, the first group is already all sports school players, and the thirteen players are lined up in a line and walk neatly like a person.
Behind them were some senior ordinary players, about a dozen of them, and in the back was the largest group, and Wan Feng was still hidden in this group, still ranking second to last.
The 3,000-meter race took nearly nine laps on the course, and now a quarter of it has passed.
"Running in the penultimate position also dares to challenge the sports school, I bet he may not be able to finish the whole race. Zhang Xushao said contemptuously.
In the position of Jiangwei School, Jiang Jun, Tan Chun, Xu Bin and Luan Feng all looked nervously at Wan Feng, who was not in a hurry.
When they learned that Wan Feng was going to slap the sports school in the face temporarily, these guys didn't even sell popsicles, and ran back to cheer Wan Feng on.
"Oh, why is this guy running so slowly, he is the last at the slower point. Luan Feng leaned forward, his eyes widened like a light bulb, and he wanted to rush in and run two laps.
"Yes! According to this gameplay, he doesn't want to slap the sports school in the face, even if these are not sports schools, they can't run!" Jiang Jun said depressedly.
"It's okay, my brother usually makes a lot of effort in the back, and he catches up after two laps. Xu Bin has always had a mysterious confidence in Wan Feng, and in his mind, Wan Feng seems to have nothing that he can't do.
"But the distance seems to be a little farther, and this is half a circle. ”
At the same time, the teacher on the rostrum took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhang Xushao: "Smoking, I thought it was very powerful when I saw that thing just now, it turned out to be a silver-like pewter gun head." ”
Zhang Xushao smiled, took the cigarette, no longer paid attention to the situation in the venue, and began to discuss the shortcomings of parents with his peers.
"Xiao Li, are you interested in coming to our sports school?"
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The game continues on the field.
Wan Feng calculated the number of laps, and now that he had run two laps, he felt the need to improve his speed, and it would really be too late if he didn't speed up.
Wan Feng's pace began to pick up gradually, he overtook one person and more than one, and by the halfway point of the third lap he had already left the third group and came to the end of the second group.
"Seeing that without my brother's speed, he will be able to catch up with the sports school in two laps. Xu Bin cheered that his judgment was correct.
Also cheering were the people from Jiangwei School.
By the time the race entered the fourth lap, Wan Feng was already in the lead of the second group and gradually moved away from the second group to move closer to the first group.
"Teacher Zhang, I heard that the sports school is going to be separated from the middle school, and you will be fully responsible for it in the future?" asked Zhang Xushao with a smile from the teacher named Xiao Li.
"There's such a thing, but I don't know when it will be implemented, but sooner or later it will be implemented, which is what I mean when I ask you if you have come to the sports school. ”
Xiao Li scratched his head: "Teacher Zhang, what are I doing when I can't run or jump to the sports school?"
"Once the sports school is separated from the school, there are also cultural classes, although it is only a formality, but there must be a teacher, and the treatment of the sports school is much better than that of ordinary teachers. ”
There are still some special treatments for sports in the system, of course this Xiao Li knows.
Xiao Li was moved: "Teacher Zhang, do you think I can go?"
"That's not what I say, whoever I let go can go. Zhang Xushao said proudly.
"That Teacher Zhang, please ask you a lot in the future..."Xiao Li's words suddenly stopped at this point, and looked at the athlete who had just run in front of the rostrum with an incredulous expression.