Bang!

With the sound of the starter's gun, the first group of the 400-meter preliminaries began, and at the same time, the preliminaries of the javelin and high jump were in progress, Lin Xiaoqiu turned his little head to look here and there, his pretty face was full of confusion, for fear that Su Chi would miss the game.

Soya wasn't worried at all, and as soon as the race began, her energy was on the run.

Su Chi had a breezy look on his face, but he was wondering if he would use the set of footwork competition that Hao Zhuo gave him?

Soon, the athletes of the first group of competitions crossed the finish line, and Su Chi followed the second group of athletes to the field.

He was assigned to the eighth, outermost way. This path suffers the most, because you can't see others, you don't have a reference, and it's easy to rush too slowly at the beginning and lose strength in the second half.

Su Chi didn't care, anyway, he ran by himself.

Bang!

The starting gun sounded, and Su Chi rushed out like the other athletes.

"Look, look, that guy's running posture is so fun!"

"Which one?"

"That guy from the Eighth Path!"

"Haha, will he run? It's so funny!"

The eyes of everyone in the stands quickly focused on Su Chi, his running posture was too weird.

Everyone else is striding and throwing their arms, the range of action is as large as possible, but Su Chi is the opposite of them, the two legs are entangled as if they can't take a step, at first glance it looks like a race walker, but it is not as exaggerated as the race walker twists his hips, and the two arms are thrown up, but the movements of the whole person are so funny.

Hao Zhuo's footwork is like this, using the most labor-saving and economical way to achieve the fastest speed, the reason why Su Chi's movements seem awkward is mainly because he has not fully integrated this set of footwork.

But this didn't affect Su Chi's speed much, and no one noticed that Su Chi's speed was almost the same from beginning to end.

The 400-meter run was all about his ability to maintain his speed, and he crossed the finish line in second place before he could move much.

The top two teams from each group advance to the finals, and the second-place finish is enough.

As soon as he crossed the finish line, Su Chi was thinking about how to use his spiritual power faster according to his kung fu, but Lin Xiaoqiu pulled him and dragged him to the javelin field.

"You let me take a breath first, I'm still tired!" Su Chi smiled.

"When you bully others, you don't get tired for a few hours, but you're tired after just running a lap?" Lin Xiaoqiu glanced at Su Chi.

"Ahh

Such a pure little girl can even say such things, she is really in a hurry to get results!

When he arrived at the javelin venue, he asked the referee, knowing that there were more than a dozen talents in the first round that would be Su Chi's turn, and Lin Xiaoqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Have you ever thrown a javelin?" Lin Xiaoqiu asked Su Chi in a low voice.

Su Chi shook his head and laughed secretly in his heart.

It was only then that she remembered to ask herself if she had thrown a javelin

"Then you can take a good look at how people vote," Lin Xiaoqiu was not in a hurry at all.

Don't look at Su Chi who only finished second in the group in the 400-meter preliminaries just now, Lin Xiaoqiu is still full of confidence in Su Chi, she can't know more about this bad guy's temperament, and he won't show his true skills until the critical moment.

At this time, another person appeared.

Tall and strong, the long javelin was carried in his hand like a small toy.

"Look at this person, he is a special student of the School of Management and Economics, his actions should be very standard, you secretly learn from him. Lin Xiaoqiu leaned into Su Chi's ear and whispered.

Su Chi glanced at the man, a playful smile on the corner of his mouth.

Isn't this the guy who teased Lin Nan and was teased by him by cutting his pants?

Raising the javelin above his head, Meng Yan came to the appearance of the bag, starting, running, slowing down, a fish jumped forward, and the javelin swooped through the farthest line.

Holy!

The first throw was a record-break!

The champion didn't run, it's this guy's.

"Seventy-three .57 meters!" Jiang Borui sang Meng Yan's results, and his voice was particularly loud.

"It's only seventy-three meters, and I didn't play well. Meng Yan said a word, walked to the sidelines, took the clothes and put them on his body, sat on the ground with his big farts and strands, and looked at the opponents around him with his head in turn, his eyes full of contempt.

The master is lonely, and you can get it in one shot!

Nima!

Do you need to be so sassy?

Everyone turned their heads away, too lazy to bother with him.

"Race No. 08315, No. 13245 preparation. The referee's voice rang out.

"Xiong Gu is going to play. Lin Xiaoqiu clenched his little fists, as if he was working hard for Xiong Gu.

No. 08315 is Xiong Gu.

There are also two people in the javelin competition of the School of Electronic Engineering, one is Su Chi and the other is Xiong Gu.

Xiong Gu's head is similar to Meng Yan's, but his skills are inferior, Meng Yan uses a fish leap throw, and Xiong Gu uses a quick stop shot.

"Sixty-four meters thirty-six. Jiang Borui sang the results again, but the corners of his mouth flashed a contemptuous smile.

It is also a special enrollment for sports, and Mengyan is at the head of the School of Economics and Management.

Xiong Gu shook his head, not very satisfied with this result.

In fact, he is this strength, if he plays well, he is 656 meters, and he can't beat Meng Yan, but the score of more than 64 meters is enough for him to enter the finals. Like Meng Yan, he also put on his clothes and didn't plan to vote again.

The competition continued, and none of the players who appeared after that scored more than 60 meters, and a few guys even only threw more than 30 meters, obviously they came to play soy sauce, Jiang Borui, who measured the results, pouted, and he was also perfunctory when he reported the results.

At the same time, on the track, the first group of preliminaries of the 800-meter race has begun, and there are still a few people on the javelin side before it is Su Chi's turn, Lin Xiaoqiu is a little entangled, not knowing whether to let Su Chi bid for the gun first, or go to the starting point of the 800-meter race first.

"Let Su Chi bid for the gun first, it should be too late. Soya counted the time with her fingers crossed.

Not to mention, it really made Soya right, when it was Su Chi's turn to play, there was still one lap left in the second group of the 800-meter preliminaries.

"Su Chi, hurry up, don't delay the 800-meter preliminaries. Lin Xiaoqiu urged.

In a hurry, her voice became a little louder.

Brush!

Many people's eyes turned to Su Chi.

This guy still has to run 800 meters?

Also, with his body, he must have just played soy sauce with a beautiful woman, and it was cool to play soy sauce!

Many guys envy Su Chi's beauty and blessing.

Su Chi ignored the eyes of everyone, he casually took a javelin and flipped it in his hand, started, run, and threw it, and the javelin flew out with a whizz.