At half past two in the afternoon, all the men's 4x100m competitors had entered the venue and started to prepare for the activities.

The contestants in the fourth class of the second year of high school are Ding Hongxing, Tian Jun, Wang Zhihua and Zheng Guisheng, they all usually like sports, and they have all been selected into the school football team this semester, and the 100-meter speed is the fastest in the class, of course, except for Ding Hongxing, the speed of the other three is still not comparable to the track and field team, and their 100-meter speed is about between twelve and thirteen seconds.

Tian Jun ran the first stick, Wang Zhihua ran the second stick, Zheng Guisheng ran the third stick, and the last stick was of course run by Ding Hongxing.

When preparing for the event, Tian Jun and the three of them looked in the direction of the eighth class of the second year of high school, and said to Ding Hongxing: "Hongxing, those guys must be holding back their strength to win us, we can't let them win today!" ”

Ding Hongxing smiled and said, "As long as the three of you are not dropped ten meters away by them, I won't let them win!" ”

When Tian Jun heard this, he said to Wang Zhihua and Zheng Guisheng: "Have you heard it?" The three of us can't pull Red Star's back legs! ”

Zheng Guisheng nodded and said, "Today, we can't let them fall ten meters even if we fight hard!" ”

Wang Zhihua also said: "Okay, let's fight today!" ”

After the players finished the warm-up activities, they entered their respective positions under the guidance of the referee, Ding Hongxing and Ma Zhiqiang ran the last stick in their respective classes, and their paths were next to each other, a fourth and a fifth.

Ma Zhiqiang turned his head and looked at Ding Hongxing provocatively and said, "Ding Hongxing, if you can still win this game today, then I will count you as awesome!" If you can't win, what do you say? ”

Ding Hongxing smiled faintly and said, "If you can't even win, I won't participate in the school's sports meeting in the future!" ”

Although Ding Hongxing called him "waste", Ma Zhiqiang didn't care about him for the time being, he shouted excitedly: "Everyone heard it!" If their class can't win our class today, he won't be able to participate in the school sports day again! ”

A player next to him couldn't help it: "I said Ma Zhiqiang, are you interesting?" If you have the ability, you can win him by yourself, in this four-by-100-meter race, there are three sports students in your class, and none of them have any in their class, what kind of ability do you rely on your teammates to win them? ”

Ma Zhiqiang shouted excitedly: "That's his teammate's waste, is this also my fault?" ”

Ding Hongxing smiled faintly and said, "I believe in my teammates!" ”

After saying this, Ding Hongxing turned his head to face ahead, he closed his eyes again, Ma Zhiqiang saw him ignoring himself so much, he was furious, but the referee had already shouted "preparation", he could only focus on the game, no matter what, he still had to win this game, he had a little arrogant capital, if he lost this game again, his face would be really embarrassed.

With the referee's starting gun, the players rushed onto the track, and the spectators on the sidelines began to cheer for the players like a tsunami, and the name they shouted the most was of course Ding Hongxing's name, listening to these shouts, Ma Zhiqiang hated itchy, he looked back at his teammates, and cheered for them in his heart.

His teammates are still very powerful, the first stick fell a few meters below Tian Jun, the second stick was not a sports student, Wang Zhihua caught up with some, but they were still ahead, the third stick is also a sports student, he dropped Zheng Guisheng a few meters, when he handed the baton to Ma Zhiqiang, the second and eighth classes of high school were already nearly ten meters ahead of the second and fourth classes of high school.

The second and eighth classes of high school ranked first, but in fact, the fourth class of high school was not second, they were only ranked fourth.

Ma Zhiqiang received the baton smoothly, when he received the baton, the speed had completely run, he felt that his state had never been so good, he strode wildly, full of only one thought, he must defeat Ding Hongxing, this hateful guy.

Ding Hongxing also received the baton, he held the baton in his right hand, and his left hand was still stretched out with five fingers, waving like a big knife, which was his signature move.

In fact, the audience already felt that the possibility of the reversal of the second and fourth classes of high school was basically gone, and the difference was nearly ten meters, and they regretted it, but they still shouted "Ding Hongxing, come on" in the loudest voice!

Such a loud shout, Ding Hongxing turned a deaf ear, all his attention was on the game, he also felt that his state had never been so good, just now when he closed his eyes, he added ten attribute points to his explosiveness and speed.

In the eyes of the audience, Ding Hongxing seemed to have turned into a wind, a phantom, and many people exclaimed: "It's too fast!" ”

In the exclamation, Ding Hongxing went to sleep and pulled closer. Ma Zhiqiang's distance, in fact, there are two other people between him and Ma Zhiqiang, but there is only one opponent in his eyes.

"More than one!"

"More than one, second!"

"Oh my God! It's so fast! ”

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The exclamations came and went, Ma Zhiqiang wanted to be distracted, but his personality was originally a frizzy character, and his psychological quality was not very good, otherwise he would not have fallen to the last place in the 100-meter final, he couldn't help but look back.

This glance made Ma Zhiqiang's heart break, Ding Hongxing had already chased after him like a gust of wind, and he was only three or four meters away from him, maybe in the next second, he would be able to catch up with him, and his momentum was like a tiger going down the mountain, and he was like a lamb being chased by a tiger.

Ma Zhiqiang's courage is not so small, after the baptism of the 100-meter final, his psychological element zhì has also been exercised to a certain extent, his legs are not weak this time, he shouted in his heart "can't lose", and worked hard to speed up again.

At this time, Ma Zhiqiang is only twenty or thirty meters away from the finish line, it stands to reason that it is very difficult to catch up with the gap of three or four meters in twenty or thirty meters, Ma Zhiqiang also put a little bit of refreshment, his two legs are tight, and he wants to run the distance of twenty or thirty meters as much as possible.

But he immediately heard a loud cheer, and the sound of footsteps coming from behind him getting closer and closer, and as soon as he turned his head again, he saw Ding Hongxing passing by his side like a gust of wind, and in front of him, it was the finish line.

Ma Zhiqiang was in a hurry, and reached out to Latin Red Star, he pulled the hem of Ding Red Star's jersey, but a huge force came, and he subconsciously used force, the inferior jersey was torn, Ma Zhiqiang couldn't stand anymore, he was on his back to the sky, and fell heavily on the runway.