"Everyone, let me go, I'm going to take a picture of Hercules!"

"Hercules, sign me!"

Countless girls flocked to Luoyang, and the situation was spectacular.

Some excitedly took out their mobile phones, posed, and took a photo with Luo Yang.

Some of them scratched their heads at Luo Yang, throwing flattering eyes, eager to hook Luo Yang's soul away......

Surrounded by many girls, from a distance, Luo Yang is like a lonely boat in the sea, about to be swallowed by the surging waves.

"Mengruo, it seems that you are facing a lot of competitive pressure!"

Qin Susu looked in Luo Yang's direction and said to Liu Mengruo with a worried face.

"Dead girl, you're still talking nonsense......"

Although Liu Mengruo did not admit his love for Luo Yang, at this moment, his heart had already become angry, and he muttered to himself:

"When did the girls of Yanghe Finance become so shameless?"

This scene also attracted the envy, jealousy and hatred of countless boys.

They couldn't wait to push Luo Yang away, standing in Luo Yang's position, and being swallowed up by these beautiful girls who were charming and varied.

However, the next second......

The girls who ran over found that Luo Yang was gone, and they searched around, where could they still find his traces!

……

1,000 meters run.

"I am the champion of the 1,000-meter run!"

A tall boy said confidently.

The boy is Jiang Wusheng from Class 45, and his running speed is famous in the whole school.

It is said that no one has ever been able to outrun him!

He was also there during the shot put competition just now. saw that the strong man in his class lost to Luo Yang, so in front of the whole class, he threatened to win back a game, defeat Luo Yang in the 1,000-meter run, and vent his anger for his class.

"Yes, there are scuds in the battle, I see how arrogant the forty-third class is this time!"

"That Luoyang shot put is very good, but the running is too bad!"

"Last time I ran in the morning, I saw him running like a snail, and this time if the forty-third class still sends him to fight, he will definitely lose!"

"That being said, if Luo Yang doesn't participate in the race this time, won't we be able to take revenge?"

"Joke, even if you change to someone else to compete, there are scuds, are you still afraid that our class will not lose?"

The students of class 45 looked confident, and before the competition started, they took care of themselves and made a small calculation.

"By the way, has your class decided which five students will participate?"

Jiang Wusheng walked to the front of the forty-third class and asked Wang Ping.

"It's been decided, I, Zhang He, Wen Xiaohong, Zhou Ping, Luo Yang, the five of us!"

Wang Ping replied.

"What? I heard you right? Luo Yang again?"

"You're sure to let him participate in the 1,000-meter run, don't blame me for not reminding him if he loses!"

Jiang Wusheng's face was full of surprise.

"Sure!"

"Hahaha, it's really Luo Yang. Now our revenge will be avenged immediately!"

"Do they think Luo Yang is possessed by a super god? Don't they remember that Luo Yang is the slowest person in the class when he runs?"

"Class forty-three, this class of fools, no matter who you send, is better than sending Luo Yangshang!"

"Are all of their class stupid, isn't this purely looking for abuse?"

The students of Class 45, as soon as they heard the news, immediately exploded and laughed with disdain.

Luo Yang didn't care about this.

He just waited quietly for the game to start.

I remembered a picture from when I was in physical education class before.

At that time, the class was doing running training.

The first class of students was running desperately, and he wanted to run fast, but he just couldn't run.

He only felt his chest pounding, his breathing was very difficult, his heart almost felt like it was about to jump out, and his legs seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't lift them at all.

This made it very difficult for him to run, and when he ran to the back, he almost used to "walk".

Later, he was the last person to run to the finish line!

Since then, the whole class, even the students in the next class, have looked at him differently......

At that time, maybe I was too weak to even run as the simplest sport.

Now, with the system, I did my first run the day before yesterday with +999 leg strength and +999 running speed, and I hope to raise my eyebrows today!

Just now, the head teacher had already asked Luo Yang in advance.

He asked Luo Yang if he needed to rest, and let other students run a thousand meters!

Luo Yang naturally told him that he didn't have to!

With the help of the system that became stronger the first time, he was no longer what it used to be, and at this moment he felt that the power in his body was like a spring tide, surging, spurting out at any time, it was the time to contribute to the class, how could he need to rest?

Luo Yang ran dozens of meters in front of the teacher and showed his strength to the teacher a little.

In the end, the teacher chose to believe in Luo Yang again.

Let Luo Yang once again play for the class with the last spot.

In fact, he also has a gambling mentality.

As a class teacher, he is very clear about the strength of each student.

Wang Ping's strength is in basketball, if it is basketball, he is still sure that his class can win the championship.

As for the race, compared to other classes, it is at most at the upper middle level.

If Wang Ping's level is fully played, it may be like ranking three or four in the whole school, and in that case, for him, there is no difference between not participating in the competition.

Luo Yang's performance today made his eyes shine, and coupled with Luo Yang's confident eyes, he couldn't help but choose to believe him!

Therefore, he simply gambled and let Luo Yang go!

If you lose the bet, it's a big deal that the overall ranking of the class is a little bit behind.

If he wins, he might be able to win back a championship medal again.

So, the head teacher made a risky move!

Without further ado, run a thousand meters and the race begins!

The students who participated in the competition in each class were disrupted and divided into groups of ten people each. Each group will play in the competition in order.

Zhang He was in the first group, Wen Xiaohong was in the second group, Zhou Ping was in the third group, and Wang was in the fourth group.

And Luo Yang was placed in the last group.

In his group was Jiang Wusheng, who was called Scud in Class 45.

"Zhang He, go quickly, I'm waiting for your good news!"

On the side, Wang Ping faced Zhang Daodao.

"Don't worry, squad leader, I'll do my best!"

Zhang He nodded and walked to the runway.

Soon, a flare gun sounded, and the first set of matches began!

In everyone's nervous anticipation, everyone struggled to the finish line.

In the end, Zhang He's result: three minutes and fifty-six seconds!

Finishing second in this group is already a good result!

The first place was three minutes and fifty-two seconds, and it was a boy from another class.

"It's a good job!"

Wang Ping looked at Zhang He, who came back, and encouraged.

It was Wen Xiaohong's turn to play.

"Xiaohong, go ahead, run as hard as you can, don't have mental pressure, anyway, the 1,000-meter championship must belong to us in the end!"

Luo Yang patted Wen Xiaohong's shoulder and comforted.

"Okay. ”

In the end, Wen Xiaohong's score: three minutes and fifty-eight seconds.

Two seconds slower than Zhang He, however, he had done his best.

In the third round, Zhou Ping, result: 4 minutes and 3 seconds, ranked fourth in the whole group, and the result was not ideal.

He himself felt a little guilty, so he came back in a somewhat depressed mood.

In the fourth round, it was Wang Ping's turn to take the forty-third shift......