Chapter Ninety-Five: Long Jump Competition 3

Ning Zhichu and Zhang Jing also saw Lu Wenming's provocative smile, Zhang Jing's face turned a little pale with anger, "This Lu Wenming, it's really hateful, Ning Zhichu, wait a minute, you must jump out of a good grade, otherwise you won't want to study in Ansheng in the future." ”

Ning Zhichu was also a little embarrassed by Lu Wenming's smile, however, he had long been determined to crush Lu Wenming in his heart, although he suffered Zhang Jing's unreasonable complaints, but Ning Zhichu's face was silent, "Then you have to keep your eyes open and watch closely, after all, I will make Lu Wenming's achievement history." ”

"Really? Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Zhang Jing frowned, she found that she had lost her temper, and the words she said just now seemed to put pressure on Ning Zhichu.

However, before Zhang Jing could seriously persuade Ning Zhichu, Lu Wenming took Zhang Xiang and Lin Ziwang over. Before the figure arrived, Lu Wenming's words came from afar,

"Ning Zhichu, are you also here to participate in the long jump competition? Then I will jump off and win glory for the class. ”

"Hehe, Ning Zhichu, a small body that doesn't exercise often, how can he jump out of a good score of 6.72 meters like Brother Wenming?" Before Ning Zhichu opened his mouth to answer Lu Wenming's question, Lin Ziwang, who was on Lu Wenming's side, even praised it, and while ridiculing Ning Zhichu, he boasted about Lu Wenming's achievements.

"Lin Ziwang, why do you look like a dog." Zhang Jing pursed her lips, "Don't think that if you jump 6.72 meters, you can your tail." I didn't look at the three sports students in the second year of high school, they were laughing. said that he couldn't jump 7 meters, and Lu Wenming was embarrassed to take it out and brag about it. ”

"Zhang Jing!" Lu Wenming was happy, and when he heard Zhang Jing's words, he blew the short stubble on his lips angrily, "6.72 meters is already a great achievement." I'm not a professional sports practitioner, and besides, Ning Zhichu next to you doesn't know if I can jump to 6 meters. ”

Ning Zhichu sighed, he was not interested in this kind of verbal dispute, "Whether I can jump to 6 meters or not, then we will wait and see." Okay, athlete number 15 has finished jumping, it's my turn to prepare. ”

Hum.

Lu Wenming wanted to say something, but Ning Zhichu didn't care about it, said something to Zhang Jing, and walked straight to the preparation area, so that if Lu Wenming had a full stomach, he couldn't show off to Ning Zhichu, so he could only hold his breath and wait for Ning Zhichu's long jump results. If it's bad, then it's not too late to laugh at it again. Therefore, Lu Wenming and the others gave up for the time being, stayed and prepared to appreciate Ning Zhichu's ugliness later.

In other words, Zhang Xiang's mood at this time is very complicated. In the incident a few weeks ago, she was vaguely aware of what Lu Wenming was doing. However, for her sweetheart's approach, Zhang Xiang adopted an ostrich mentality, pretending to turn a blind eye and ignore it, but when she saw Ning Zhichu, who would be pointed at by her classmates when she walked in the corridor, she was ashamed and half dead, and she was very entangled.

Zhang Jing stood around the sand pit, her eyes full of worry, and looked at Ning Zhichu, who was doing warm-up activities in the preparation area. Her eyebrows were squeezed into a pile of hills, and she was really worried about Ning Zhichu in her heart.

However, by Ning Zhichu's side, a figure suddenly appeared, which made Zhang Jing's heart tighten.

Ning Zhichu, who was preparing in the athlete preparation area, suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing around him, and he who wanted to signal to the referee couldn't help but turn around curiously and found that he didn't know when, Wen Youyou came to his side.

"What's wrong? Wen Youyou? Ning Zhichu couldn't get Wen Youyou's idea, after all, just now, he didn't find Wen Youyou's figure among the onlookers around the long jump competition.

"It's nothing, come on when you play." Wen Youyou picked up the strands of hair that were a little messy by the wind, pulled them behind his right ear, and then whispered to Ning Zhichu.

Ning Zhichu nodded vigorously and said with a smile, "That's a must." Thank you for cheering me on, so I'll start jumping first. ”

Ning Zhichu, who greeted Wen Youyou with a smile, turned around and signaled to the referee that he was ready. Seeing this, Wen Youyou, who originally wanted to continue to say something, took a few steps back and withdrew from the athlete preparation area.

Ning Zhichu, who had no distractions, took a deep breath, and then saw the referee Xu Fuyuan wave the red flag downward, Ning Zhichu began to trot, and then the speed became faster and faster, and when he reached a place where there was an adult foot distance from the starting line, Ning Zhichu took off into the air, which affected Lu Wenming's nervous heart, Zhang Jing's worried heart, Lin Ziwang's uneasy heart, and the hearts of the audience.

"Damn, this kid can break 7."

The person who said this was one of the three sophomore sports students in Zhang Jing's mouth, his name was Yang Yaoyuan, and he was a well-known sports seedling in Chengnan Middle School. This is not yet the third year of high school, and there are already admissions teachers from sports colleges who have locked Yang Yaoyuan and want to recruit Yang Yaoyuan to study in advance. However, this made Yang Yaoyuan refuse.

"Yes, I can break 7, but the strength is here. I looked at it, and I guess I could be in seventh or eighth place. Lin Jingliang, who was standing on Yang Yaoyuan's side, with black-rimmed glasses, pushed the frame of his eyes and came to a conclusion, "The three of us are not surprised, we can be in the top five." In addition, I think that the senior in high school, there are two senior freshmen, and there are six or seven junior high school sports students, all of whom can enter the top ten. ”

"It's a pity that the 6.72-meter jump just now, I can only fight luck. It seems that wait a minute, Brother Yang, you can jump first. Chen Jingshun, who is also a trio of sophomore sports students, said with a smile at this time.

Although he is practicing high jump, this time he thinks that he is already a sophomore in high school, so he might as well be presumptuous, participate in a few more competitions, and not leave regrets for his high school career. Unlike Yang Yaoyuan, Chen Jingshun has already passed the enrollment of Fengjiang Sports College, and in the next semester, he will directly bid farewell to high school and go to the Sports Institute to report on the training camp.

"Roll the calf, don't hurt me so much, we are all about the same strength." Yang Yaoyuan waved his hand, noncommittal to Chen Jingshun's words, his eyes were fixed on Ning Zhichu's foothold, and he estimated the approximate distance in his heart.

"It's about 7.02 meters." Lin Jingliang thought about it and said the distance he estimated.

The distance measured by the teaching assistant is not far from Lin Jingliang, and the score measured by the teaching assistant is 7.01 meters. Ning Zhichu breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the referee write down his results in his notebook. Turning her head to look, Zhang Jing, who was not far away, was smiling, and then followed Lu Wenming with a high spirit, saying something, making Lu Wenming's face crooked, and then left angrily.

Shaking his head, Ning Zhichu smiled, this Zhang Jing is still so childlike. Suddenly thinking of something, Ning Zhichu raised his head, looked in the direction of the preparation area, and found Wen Youyou with a smile on his face. Wen Youyou also saw Ning Zhichu's gaze, waved his right hand at him, and then followed the female companion on the side to talk, squeezed out of the crowd, and walked away.