Needless to say, Chen Zhen's words were like a torpedo that exploded the sea area of Tang Gao.

Everyone gasped, crazy, except crazy, they couldn't think of a word that could be used to describe Chen Zhen.

And the remaining three days, needless to say, the three-year class has become the focus of other classes. As long as you are in the third class, you will be pointed at by others when you walk in school. Even some people who are usually popular can't hold up the light on their faces at this time.

And our client, Chen Zhen. But he still walks around the campus every day, looking at the beautiful women, as if he has nothing to do with himself.

Needless to say, the atmosphere in the class was very depressing, but no one dared to say anything about Chen Zhen, even Yang Zijia shook his head and smiled bitterly.

They are ready to be ridiculed by others at the games, and there is no hope.

And during the past three days, many people from other classes came to stir up trouble, but without exception, they were all beaten by Chen Zhen and called their father and mother to get back. For this reason, the reputation of the three-year class is even more stinky.

Even the physical education teacher Yang Guodong couldn't sit still, he has always been a class in sports, but after all, it is his own class, and now he has caused such a big mess, no matter how he says, it will affect his appearance.

For this reason, she and Yang Zijia and Lan Wanqing said in private, hoping that they can work harder this time and strive to win the first place, so that they can save some points.

Lan Wanqing didn't say anything, originally that day, when he saw Chen Zhen solve twenty students in the sports department alone, he was still a little impressed by Chen Zhen in his heart, and felt that although this kid was crazy and had no one in his eyes, he still had strength.

But this time, she really didn't believe it. Not to mention Tang Cao, even if it is Ren Fan, the runner-up of the 3,000-meter run for two consecutive years, he Chen Zhen may not be able to run. And this arabesque, last year, he was a man who dumped Ren Fan twice, where did he Chen Zhen get his confidence?

Yang Zijia doesn't want to deal with Chen Zhen anymore, and her brain hurts.

In a blink of an eye, three days passed, and on the morning of the sports meeting, Chen Zhen and Li Bin carried a stool to the designated rest area of their class. People from other classes also came one after another, and everyone was looking for Chen Zhen everywhere when they passed through the first class, and they wanted to see what Chen Zhen's expression was at this moment.

However, Chen Zhen was there with his eyes closed with a graceful face, recuperating. The others are even more happy, hehe, pretending, on the field for a while, you feel good.

The competition lasted from 9 a.m. to 3 p.m., and most of the events were finished. The results of the first class are still not optimistic enough, except for Lan Wanqing, who won a runner-up in the women's 50-meter run, everyone else has no rankings, and they are all counting down.

After Yang Zijia finished running the women's 800 meters, she sat on the ground, didn't hold back, and lowered her head and sobbed. Her results this year are much worse than last year, and she believes that Chen Zhen accounts for a big reason. It was because of Chen Zhen that she couldn't concentrate on the game, and she was pressured by the teacher before the game.

At this time, most of the students in the first class were already disheartened, and some students even took out earplugs and inserted them in their ears.

A large group of people next to him looked at the first class with schadenfreude, not surprisingly, the worst overall score this year is still the first class of three years. Moreover, they also broke their own minimum record.

Lan Wanqing saw Yang Zijia's dejected look at this time, took a deep breath, walked to the front of the venue, and said as passionately as possible.

"Students, the next mixed relay race, everyone do their best, this is the last sports day of our high school career. I hope you don't have any regrets and do your best, okay?"

There was silence below, everyone was depressed, they could hear that Lan Wanqing's voice was a little trembling, and she was also enduring her grief.

Everyone subconsciously looked at Chen Zhen, but found that Chen Zhen was not there.

Is this kid a deserter?

The hearts of all the students were frozen to the extreme, as if they had been sealed in an ice cellar, and it was bitterly cold.

However, at this time, the referee's whistle was already urging and all the classes gathered on the playground track.

The students of the first class had to hang their heads and run slowly to the field. The rest of the class buzzed and chattered to each other.

"Ten men, ten women, get ready. ”

“3”

“2”

“1”

As soon as the whistle blew, the first baton in each class began to run desperately.

Since the first class is a girl, and the first class is Lan Wanqing, the speed at which the first class starts is far ahead.

On the side of the road, many students from other classes were obsessed with Lan Wanqing's beauty, especially the beautiful lines formed by her ups and downs when she ran, which made countless men bend their waists.

However, there are still many people who feel sorry for her.

"Alas, what is the use of Lan Wanqing running so hard to get to the first, it's not like she wants to be wasted by the waste boys in their class for a while. ”

"I really feel sorry for my blue goddess, I was placed in such a class, and the man is really useless. ”

"What's the use of being distressed, what does this class of garbage have to do with the excellence of my blue goddess?"

A group of other students from other classes were all there, and you were talking about it one by one, and the voice was deliberately loud. After hearing this, the boys in the first class had a belly of fire in their hearts, but they couldn't refute anything, so they all blamed Chen Zhen.

Because Lan Wanqing ran very well in the first class, which mobilized everyone's enthusiasm, and the overall strength of the girls in the first class was not worse than others, therefore, until the baton was passed to the boys, they were always in the second position.

However, the next situation can be imagined, after the eight boys finished, they have reached the third to the bottom.

At this time, the baton had been passed to the ninth, however, the last person to take over the baton suddenly turned the color of pig liver at this moment, and a large amount of sweat oozed from his head, bent down, and gasped for breath.

"What's wrong?" At this time, the classmates in the first class all gathered around, and found that this classmate was already trembling involuntarily, he was too nervous, and there was a problem with his physical state at this time.

"What can I do about this? Is there anyone else who can get on?" Lan Wanqing was a little anxious, and Yang Zijia was also looking for someone who could be sent.

However, after asking around, no one came forward. You can't blame anyone else, no matter what, the last one to play is the one who takes the blame, who wants to do this?

Lan Wanqing was a little anxious, kept pinching her fingers, and asked the referee if she could let her run the last stick.

But even with the begging of such a charismatic goddess as Lan Wanqing, the referee was still indifferent.

It's over, is this going to be the most humiliating relay race in the history of Tanghai High School?

Seeing this, the people in the other classes began to laugh wildly, and many of them directly booed:

"Every three years, the yin is prosperous and the yang is declining. “

Seeing that the boy with the ninth stick was already puffing out his cheeks and was about to run, at this time, they were already the penultimate ones. The penultimate class next to him said excitedly when he saw it.

"Damn, we don't seem to have to be at the bottom. Look at that class, they don't seem to be able to find the tenth sticker!"

Li Bin took a deep breath, walked to the starting line, and said to Lan Wanqing.

"I'm really slow, but I'm going to do it, even if I lose, I'm going to lose it completely. ”

His face was full of nervousness, he had been a classmate for two years, Lan Wanqing actually knew that Li Bin had a slight asthma, although it was not serious, but what if he had an attack after a while?

"Li Bin, forget it. If you have asthma, let's take it as a waiver. Anyway, it's a loss, and your health is more important. Lan Wanqing had some crying in her voice, and she still couldn't hold back. I originally wanted to have a perfect ending to the last sports meeting of my three years of high school, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Li Bin hesitated, he didn't know his own situation, but instead of being ridiculed by others as a coward, he was more like dying on the battlefield! How could he agree with others insulting his classmates? They were a collective!

Li Bin's hand stretched out, ready to take over the baton, he, planning to fight.

At this moment, a figure flashed in front of his eyes, and he grabbed the baton handed to him. I saw Chen Zhen laughing loudly.

"What can you do as a little brother? This last stick is handed over to Lao Tzu, just as a warm-up for the next 3000 meters. ”