readx;??“ Hurry up and ...... The 4x400 relay race is about to start! I'm so nervous! I don't know which class will win!"

"The favorite to win the championship this time is the International Trade Center (1) class, and the squad leader of their class, Fu Yangxu, is so handsome! I have been following it for several days, and he can basically win the ranking in the running competition. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoI've heard that he's still a national second-class athlete!"

"Huh, didn't you say that Lin Feng also played? He's so good, he must be able to win the first place, right?"

"This is a relay race! The comprehensive strength of the International Trade (1) class is the strongest, and basically the championship is theirs......

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The contestants were already standing in their places, and even the audience was nervous. Everyone is discussing which class will win this relay race.

"Teacher Wang, the freshmen of your School of Economics this year are amazing! The two classes that are tied for the first place in the total score of the Games are both from your School of Economics! In this relay race, the International Trade (1) class is also the favorite to win the championship!"

In the audience, the freshman counselors and teachers of several other faculties all looked at Wang Yajun with envy and congratulated.

"It's all the students who work hard, but isn't the spirit of sports competition all friendship first and competition second?"

Wang Yajun was also slightly happy in her heart, she looked at Lin Feng, who was standing in the last stick position, and couldn't help shouting below: "Lin Feng, come on!"

Beep!

The referee blew the whistle for the start of the relay race, and a total of twenty participating class players swooped out like arrows.

Because this is a 400-meter relay race, each runner is only responsible for running one 400-meter lap, so everyone did not retain their physical strength and sprinted forward.

"Come on! The economic (2) class will win!"

"International Trade (1) class is the first ...... Come on!"

"Come on, come on......"

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On the playground, the cheerleaders of each class were cheering and cheering, and the atmosphere was very good, and all the players were sweating like rain, running forward hard under the sun.

However, the strength of the first class seems to be about the same, except for the players in the International Trade (1) class who are slightly ahead of about ten meters, the first players in the other classes are in similar positions, forming a situation in which the players in the International Trade (1) class bear the brunt, while the others are a large force.

"Good job!International Trade (1) class, always strive for the first!"

"Economy (2) class, come on, rush on! Fight for the first......"

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The first baton in the economic (2) class is the deputy squad leader Zhao Zhen, his original explosiveness is also good, but compared with the player in the international trade (1) class, it is still a little worse.

The lap was almost finished, and the first stick of the International Trade (1) class widened the gap, and compared with the big troops, the lead was almost 50 meters.

However, Zhao Zhen was also holding his breath today and must win, so when there were still about 100 meters left, he rushed forward fiercely, stood out from the large team, and worked hard to shorten the distance with the players in the International Trade (1) class.

"Bastard! Hurry! Faster...... Zhao Zhen is going to catch up......"

Seeing that it was about to be handed over, Zhao Zhen couldn't let Zhao Zhen rush up, and the second stick of the International Trade (1) class hurriedly urged the first baton. Looking back at the first baton, Zhao Zhen was struggling to narrow the gap, and he also accelerated desperately again, and finally handed over the first stick with a distance of almost 40 meters.

"Okay! Great, the first stick is forty meters ahead of Lin Feng and their class, according to this trend, when I come here, even if I am not two hundred meters ahead of them, there will be one hundred meters. ”

Fu Yangxu, who was always watching the situation, looked proud, looked at Lin Feng who was standing not far from him, and said with a smile: "Lin Feng, this time your class is decided." See? The first stick is forty meters behind, see how you catch up...... Let me tell you, this gap will continue to widen in the future!"

"Oh, then we'll see!"

Lin Feng sneered, he didn't take it seriously, as long as the three sticks in his class were not a full circle behind, he had a way to turn the tide. Let's let Fu Yangxu's stupid fork be proud for a while, how proud he is now, how confused he will be for a while.

"Oops! Gou Sheng, give ...... Depend on...... It's up to you...... Rush rush, rush rush, rush ......"

Zhao Zhen, who is quite good among the three, is already forty meters behind, although it seems that he is in second place at present, and the other classes are slower, but Gou Sheng and Fang Wei behind Zhao Zhen ran a lot more than him, and the players in the International Trade (1) class and even other classes, the second and third sticks are more powerful.

"What should I do? It's over! This time, when the fourth stick is passed to the squad leader's hand, won't it be half a lap slower?" Zhao Zhen bent down panting, but his heart was already cold, and he felt that this time he was going to lose the relay race.

In his opinion, no matter how powerful Lin Feng is, can he still reverse it when he is so far behind?

"Rush! International Trade (1) class, first! first ......"

Sure enough, the situation of the next two sticks was not beyond Zhao Zhen's expectations, even if Gou Sheng and Fang Wei took out all the strength to eat, they ran almost the slowest among all the players. Even the little advantage that Zhao Zhen had at the beginning was not maintained.

Gou Sheng is 50 meters behind the second stick of the International Trade (1) class, Fang Wei is more behind, and it is about to be handed over to the baton, which is 70 meters away from the first International Trade (1) class, plus the 40 meters behind Zhao Zhen at the beginning, the economic (2) class is a total of 160 meters behind, which is almost the last of the entire team.

"Wow! third awe, huh...... Isn't Lin Feng's Economics (2) class the favourite? Why is the Economics (2) class in the penultimate place?"

"It's true! I haven't paid attention to it just now! By the time the economics (2) class reaches the third base, it's already countdown!"

"Oops! The first place International Trade (1) class is about to hand over the fourth base, and the third class of the economy (2) class has just run for a short time, and the gap is too big......

"It seems that this time, the first place must be from the International Trade (1) class. I'm still looking forward to seeing Lin Feng counterattack! It's unlikely to happen this time......"

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The 400-meter relay race is too fast, and everyone is about to reach the fourth baton handover before they have seen it. At this time, the Guomao (1) class was too far ahead, almost 70 meters ahead of the second-place class, and Fang Wei, who was ahead of the economic (2) class, was almost half a lap.

No way, who let them participate in the competition are all professional athletes! It is definitely second to none in terms of explosiveness, and soon, the fourth baton of the International Trade (1) class came.

"Haha! Lin Feng, do you see? The strength of our class is absolutely overwhelming to crush you, and my fourth stick is about to go. And you...... I guess by the time I get to the finish line, you won't start yet!"

Seeing that the fourth baton of his class was coming soon, Fu Yangxu shouted triumphantly, in his opinion, his class had already won this game.

"Squad leader, it's up to you, we must be number one!"

The third baton of the International Trade (1) class ran over and handed over the baton to Fu Yangxu, Fu Yangxu turned around very chicly, and then ran out quickly. Although he thinks he has won, he still won't be careless until he reaches the finish line, but he is always aware of the situation behind him.

"Oh, I don't look at it, you see...... The last stick of the fastest International Trade (1) class has already set off, and Lin Feng is still half a lap away!"

"It seems that this time, Lin Feng has no way to turn the tide at all......"

"I thought it could be a fierce competition! It was a landslide victory for the International Trade (1) class!"

"It's no wonder that the International Trade (1) class is really strong! I hope I don't meet them during ......the school sports meeting."

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When Fu Yangxu set off for the fourth base, all the spectators in the stands and on the playground felt that the International Trade (1) class had won, after all, Lin Feng and his class were so far behind.

Immediately afterwards, the other players also handed over the last baton to do the sprint, but Fang Wei of the economic (2) class was late, and handed over the baton to Lin Feng like he was about to cry with an apologetic face.

"I'm sorry, I'm ...... We ran too slowly......"

"It's okay! Fang Wei, isn't this game not over yet? Who wins and who loses is not certain! You have done a good job, let's see mine!"

At this time, the baton was handed over to Lin Feng's hands, but Fu Yangxu, who was in first place, had already completed half a lap, and there were only more than two hundred meters left left.

"Haha! I finally want to win Lin Feng's kid once, see if he is still convinced this time......"

Just when Fu Yangxu was proud to make the final sprint, he suddenly heard the exclamations of the audience.

"Damn! so fast...... Look, it's Lin Feng, how can he run so fast......"

"Nima, is this still a human being? An afterimage! This speed, completely abusing those professional athletes in the 100-meter race......"

"Chasing ...... I caught up, and it's only been more than ten seconds!"

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The end is just around the corner, Fu Yangxu felt the surprised eyes of the audience, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he looked back slightly, the whole person was stunned.

"Lin Feng, he really ...... Caught up?"

At this moment, Lin Feng had already caught up from behind Fu Yangxu, and when Fu Yangxu understood that it was too late, the focus was still more than ten meters away, but his speed could not be improved, and he watched Lin Feng really rush up like a crusher.

In a second, Lin Feng overtook him from behind.

In the second second, Lin Feng broke through the finish line!