Chapter Ninety-Three: Someone Else's Squad Leader

In the 1,500-meter race, on the second runway, Zhang Yu glanced at the boy on the track next door, coincidentally, he was the guy who won the third place in his class in his previous life, but he didn't remember what it was called. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After getting ready, Zhang Yu looked at the starting pistol in the referee's hand, and the moment he heard the gunshot, he rushed out with the fastest acceleration, Zhang Yu was not worried about his endurance at all, so he started running at the beginning, and most of the players around him were athletes, so they would choose the safest way, let others lead, and then slowly overtake.

Running in the first place, Zhang Yu's speed did not weaken at all, leaving everyone behind him, and came to the third class camp, under the leadership of Lin Mengyao, everyone blushed and had thick necks, shouting and cheering.

In the first three laps, Zhang Yu maintained a distance of more than ten meters from the players behind, and in the fourth lap, the team began to pull away, and the poor physical strength was pulled behind, and most of the members of the basketball team and the school team followed Zhang Yu.

They followed Zhang Yu unhurriedly, ready to launch a sprint at any time and surpass the past, but when the fourth lap was halfway through, they found that the guy in front of them had accelerated, a madman is a madman, he doesn't know the skills of long-distance running at all, just sprint now, and there is no strength in the last lap, see what you do.

A pair that has been wet with sweat, although the body has been very strong in the exercise for half a year, but it still sweats, but Zhang Yu's breathing is still even, by the way, he glanced at the teenager who had been pulled by himself for nearly fifty meters, Zhang Yu accelerated again.

All the people gathered their strength to prepare for the sprint on the last lap, and when the few long-distance runners and basketball players who had been following others accelerated to overtake the people in front, they found that Zhang Yu, who had been leading in front, accelerated again, and the distance was not shortened, but farther away.

The cheering sound of the third class was louder, until Zhang Yu ran over the finish line, he didn't stop, it was a big distance lead, and the second place was nearly ten seconds late after crossing the finish line, that was still after exerting his strength to eat, and he didn't see the guy who ran over the finish line and lay directly on the ground, and was helped to walk for a while before he eased up.

Ignoring the light, Zhang Yu took off his clothes that had been wet with sweat on his upper body, Zhou Xi and a few teenagers who were already waiting at the finish line originally wanted to help Zhang Yu walk a few steps, but saw Zhang Yu trot for a while and then walked for a while before stopping, and could only follow Zhang Yu, "Boss, you are too fierce, leaving the group of guys in the long-distance running team behind." He pressed on Zhang Yu's abdominal muscles, "How do you train these abdominal muscles?"

When he walked through the seventeenth class, Lin Yuchun, who Zhang Yu had seen, smiled and waved his hand, but in the next moment, he only saw Lin Yuchun's ponytail, and smiled. ”

"Ten kilometers, that's still counted. Taking the empty mineral water bottle from Zhang Yu's hand, Zhou Xi handed over another bottle.

washed the sweat off his body with cold water, took the tissue handed over by Lin Mengyao, wiped off the water on his body, and Zhang Yu changed into his own clothes.

"I didn't expect you to be skinny like a hemp stick, and your whole body is full of muscles!" Lin Mengyao threw Zhang Yu's competition uniform into a plastic bag and said with a sigh.

Zhang Yu's 1,500-meter championship was the last championship won by Class 3, and with three championships, Class 3 ranked third in the second year of high school.

After all the students sat back in the classroom, Zhao Tianhu signaled quietly, "Come to self-study tomorrow, the students who participated in the competition can not arrive, take a break, and have a day off the day after tomorrow, you all listen to Zhang Yu's arrangement." Recently, Zhao Tianhu couldn't see the shadow of the black-faced god at all, and everyone smiled when he saw it, especially when others mentioned the test results of the third class.

"Gather at the gate of Blue Time at one o'clock in the afternoon on the weekend, and hand over snacks melon seeds, peanuts, and drinks to Lin Mengyao and Cheng Xue to prepare, and the male students of the class committee go to work as coolies and carry things. ”

"Oh...... Long live the class leader......" The deafening cheers resounded in the classroom of the third class.

took out five red tickets from his wallet and handed them to Lin Mengyao, Zhang Yu took Zhou Xi and Wu Dajun to ask Zhao Tianhu for leave, and booked a private room in Blue Time.

"Brother Lin, you're here. A young man in a black suit saw Zhang Yu and greeted him with a smile, this is Lu Fei, a deputy manager of Blue Time, when booking a private room, he was the reception, in the face of Zhang Yu's request to bring his own snacks and drinks, he did not hesitate to agree, Zhang Yu also politely ordered a few KTV packages, so that this Manager Lu suddenly felt face.

201-210, ten consecutive private rooms on the second floor, ten minutes later, Lin Mengyao Cheng Xue walked in with several class committee members leading large bags of things, and then put these snacks and drinks into the private room.

The students of the third class wearing various costumes were led up to the second floor by Zhang Yu, Lin Mengyao, Cheng Xue, and Liao Jing, and finally stuffed into ten private rooms.

Although it was not deliberately arranged, the teenagers and girls who knew each other would choose to sit in a private room, Zhang Yu, Lin Mengyao and several people finally sat in the last private room, surrounded by several class committee members and Zhou Xi, Lin Ang and Zhou Zizhuo did not come, He Jun cheekily ran into a room with many acquaintances and girls, but took Zhang Yu's fellow villager Wen Qingyu, Wen Qingyu participated in the 800 meters of the first-year high school group, and belonged to the members who could rest, so he was brought by He Jun, "Class leader, come to a song." Liao Jing handed the microphone to Zhang Yu.

In the face of the coaxing of several people, he pushed the microphone away, and Zhang Yu smiled helplessly, "My singing is too ugly, let's leave it to others." Zhang Yu hugged Zhou Xi's shoulder, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Zhou Xi, of course, if you are not afraid of death, I can also have a voice." ”

"That, don't let him sing, it's really not suitable. Zhou Xi remembered the situation when Zhang Yu had been singing for ten years, and said with a bitter face, although the singing is not unpleasant, it can only be said to be average.

The microphone finally arrived in Cheng Xue's hands, and in the rainy season at the age of seventeen, Lin Zhiying's famous work, the immature and somewhat hoarse voice set off a frenzy in that era and endured for a long time.

Cheng Xue's gentle voice sang this song with a different taste, it was at the age of seventeen that she sang beautifully, several boys in the class were attracted, and Zhang Yu also listened to this girl's singing with an appreciative attitude.

Ten minutes later, He Jun took Wen Qingyu to the private room, and greeted Zhang Yu a little shyly, "Senior." ”

"It's been a long time, Sister Qingyu. Let Wen Qingyu into the sofa and be willing to appear with He Jun, it seems that Wen Qingyu still has a good impression of He Jun, a cheap man, and He Jun also looks like he has a lot of face.

Zhang Yu was finally forced to sing a song, and finally chose Zhou Chuanxiong's "Dusk", which was his favorite song in college and the song that Zhou Chuangxiong became famous in the mainland.

After singing this song, Zhang Yu looked at the expressions on other people's faces, fortunately, he didn't recruit the wolf, no matter how many times he was reborn, Zhang Yu couldn't change his singing voice.

It wasn't until dusk that the group of teenagers dispersed unfinished and sent everyone away, and Zhang Yu said thank you to Manager Lu.

The classmates in the third class were very comfortable, so Zhang Yu paid for them to go to KTV to sing.

"Look, that's Zhang Yu, the squad leader of the third class. "That is Zhang Yu who took three classes of students to KTV to sing collectively. "Damn, why can't I meet such a good squad leader. "Something like that.

Hearing the students in the corridor talking about him, Zhang Yu remembered that he often heard about other people's sons and other people's cats that were popular on the Internet in his previous life, other people's teachers, and now he may have another class leader in someone else's family.

"I went and suddenly felt that being placed in Class 3 was the happiest thing for me. "The moment I walked into the third class, the little fat man sitting in front was feeling happy, and when he saw Zhang Yu, he smiled on his face." ”