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After hearing Xu Chen's words, Ning Zhichu was still a little surprised, "What's the matter, squad leader?" Looking for me in such a hurry, what's the matter? ”

Xu Chen straightened up, stroked his chest that was constantly rising and falling because of panting with his right hand, and said intermittently with Ning Zhichu, "The competition items ...... Rescheduled...... What did you report...... 1,000 meters ....... moved to the present ...... It's going to run...... Oops, let me catch my breath....... ....... first"

Ning Zhichu was still curious about why Xu Chenran's chest and back were wet, it turned out that he was trying to find him and inform him that the time of the 1,000-meter race had been changed. Although Ning Zhichu already knew it now, he was still very moved in his heart, "Thank you, squad leader, for thinking of informing me at this time, but you don't have to run so fiercely, you are sweating." ”

Xu Chen put his hands on his knees and said angrily, "Do you think I want to, it's all Jia Junpeng, saying that you may have gone home halfway, causing me and him to run all the way to your house to find you, and then run back all the way back if you don't find it." ”

Ning Zhichu was very surprised, and he was also speechless for Jia Junpeng, "If you don't come to cheer for me, forget it, you are still running so tired with the squad leader, aren't you afraid that the squad leader's fan group will destroy you?" ”

In this regard, Jia Junpeng shouted, "I was also competing at the time, throwing the shot put, and I also went to watch you compete, but I didn't see your figure at the venue of the long jump competition in the past, and I thought you were hit and ran home to cry." ”

"Cut, this is because you don't have confidence in Ning Zhichu. Anyway, Ning Zhichu won the fifth place, which was much stronger than that Lu Wenming. Zhang Jing on the side couldn't look at it and said.

Xu Chen's eyes lit up, after all, from the beginning of the sports meeting to the present, the athletes participating in Class 2 have not yet won a ranking. Ning Zhichu won the fifth place in the men's long jump competition, which is also a good ranking, and it is the first noun won by class 2.

"Really? If it's true, I'll tell Wang Bo and ask his kid to help write a propaganda draft and take it to the radio station to broadcast it. ”

"Of course it's true, don't believe it, Ning Zhichu, you show Xu Chen the award." Zhang Jing was angry, but Xu Chen didn't believe what she said, snatched the award certificate in Ning Zhichu's hand with one hand, and handed it to Xu Chen.

Xu Chen picked up the certificate, looked at it, and found that it was indeed as Zhang Jing said, his heart was overjoyed, and there was a smile on his face, "Ning Zhichu, that's good, I wish you excellent results in the 1,000-meter run, I will take this certificate first, I will go and talk to Wang Bo, let him write a manuscript for you." ”

"Hey, don't bother.......

Before Ning Zhichu's words were finished, Xu Chen ran to the gathering place of his class, so that Ning Zhichu didn't have a chance to say the second half of his words. At this time, the radio station also began to broadcast "Please participate in the men's 1,000-meter run to assemble at the track in Area A immediately", dispelling Ning Zhichu's idea of wanting to snatch back the certificate.

"Ning Zhichu, let's go and gather."

Zhang Jing and Jia Junpeng also heard the news broadcast by the radio station, so they urged Ning Zhichu to gather. Ning Zhichu smiled bitterly, shook his hand with them, and ran to the track preparation area in small steps.

When he arrived at the athletes' preparation area, Ning Zhichu told the referee his name and asked the referee to put a check mark behind his name, indicating that the athlete was in place. Then, Ning Zhichu had time to look at the few players next to him.

There are relatively few students who sign up for the men's 1,000-meter run, and no one has signed up for the second and third years of junior high school, only the stupid students in the first year of junior high school who have just entered the school, and three people have signed up out of blood and bravery, and only Ning Zhichu and Lin Ziwang have signed up in the third year of junior high school, and one senior in the first and second years of high school has signed up, and it seems that the sports committee of their class has personally gone into battle.

Ning Zhichu's race number plate is No. 4, which is not auspicious, but Ning Zhichu believes that he will be able to achieve a perfect result. On the inner track on the left side of Ning Zhichu, there were the three junior juniors, their faces flushed under the cheering and encouragement of their classmates, and they seemed to be sorry for the classmates who didn't take the first place for a while. On the outer track on the right of Ning Zhichu, in addition to Lin Ziwang, there were also the two high school principals. The two seniors of the high school department were silently waving their hands, kicking their feet, activating their muscles and bones, preparing for the next game, and they didn't seem to care at all about the pagers in their ears.

"Don't look at it, you can't get rid of it anymore, wait for the tragic fact that you will be left behind by me."

Just as Ning Zhichu wanted to withdraw his eyes from the senior high school senior, Lin Ziwang glared at him fiercely and said angrily.

"Oh, really?"

"Then we'll see."

Ning Zhichu didn't pay attention to Lin Ziwang's provocation at all. The daily morning jogging that he has insisted on since April has slowly become a habit and an instinct of his body. From the beginning of running a thousand meters had to stop to rest, and now he can run around half of the county. This is also why Ning Zhichu did not hesitate to sign up immediately after seeing Lin Ziwang choose to sign up for the 1,000-meter run. Although he didn't know what Lin Ziwang had, Ning Zhichu firmly believed that he had the strength to run within the top three.

"Are you ready?"

Lin Ziwang was very dissatisfied with Ning Zhichu's response, and just wanted to continue to say some cruel words, but unexpectedly, the referee interrupted what he wanted to say and directly asked each athlete if they were ready.

After the athletes had given him a definite answer, the referee nodded, raised his command gun, and shouted, "Ready, 1, 2, 3, bang!" ”

With the sound of a gunshot, the eight athletes who had originally pouted their buttocks immediately ran forward like wild horses without the reins. The onlookers next to the track seemed to be a pot of quiet water, which suddenly dripped in a drop of boiling oil, exploded, and erupted into a wave of "come on" than the wall, which was deafening.

Ning Zhichu's start was not bad, ranking third. The first two are the first year of junior high school students in the first and second tracks, and they are fledgling, and they don't know how to converge, but they rush up in anger. This will make them lose the strength to move forward halfway. The players on the third track did not start well, so they could only helplessly follow Lin Ziwang.

Lin Ziwang wanted to cross Ning Zhichu, but Ning Zhichu kept holding the track and stuck in position. If he wanted to get over it, he would have to move to the outside track, but that would be more than worth the loss. At the back of the line were the two high school students, who didn't seem to be in a hurry to overtake the other athletes on the first lap, but followed unhurriedly.

Seongnam Middle School's new playground with a 400-meter oval track. A thousand meters is nothing more than a run of about two and a half laps. It's not short, it's not too long. Anyway, Ning Zhichu felt that he was running, as if bathing in the ocean in a stroke, and the breeze was blowing through his skin, which was very cool, making his steps faster and faster.

At the end of the first lap, Ning Zhichu made a force, surpassed the two junior high students who were originally the leader, and came to the position of the leader. And the two high school students, at this moment, also left these athletes behind and followed Ning Zhichu unhurriedly.

Lin Ziwang was in fourth place at this time, and he was blushing, wanting to speed up as much as possible. The junior high school who was originally leading had fallen to the bottom of the team at this time, and the freshman in the third track was currently competing with Lin Ziwang for the fourth place.

The wind, still on the track, is blowing slowly.

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