The 1500m race is about to begin!

Some of the students leaned over to stand up, some sat on the stone steps and benches, and stretched out their little heads one after another, scrambling to look towards the starting point.

Wu Xie glanced left and right, not much, a total of 20 people, including classmates who clashed with him in a cafeteria.

"All in place...... Preparation...... Bang! ”

The starting gun sounds!

Wu Xie stepped back tensibly and kicked hard, rushing out of the starting line quickly. Other athletes also raced against the clock, showing their strength to feed and chase after them in the inner circle.

The 1500 is a long-distance running event, unlike the 100 meters, where you are not allowed to grab the track, so in order to win, all the athletes run in the innermost circle.

"Come on, come on! Come on, Huang Qing! ”

"Wu Xie, come on!"

……

The cheerleaders of all departments shouted and cheered in unison.

Experienced long-distance runners know that long-distance running is not about speed, but about endurance and perseverance.

One lap, 400 meters.

Wu Xie's speed is slightly increased, and the speed remains the same, in the middle section, the position of the first name.

"Yo, the broadcasting department is really still at the bottom!"

"Hey, that person Wu Xie actually ran to the ninth place!"

"Long-distance running is more than endurance, and he is so uncontrollable about the acceleration of his speed, he will definitely not be able to bear it in the second half!"

Two laps later.

Wu Xie accelerated again.

After three laps.

There are still 300 meters left to the finish line.

The top three are Huang Qing, Gao Pengfei, and Fang Wen from the film department.

The fourth place, to everyone's surprise, was Wu Xie.

300 meters, it's time to sprint!

Wu Xie muttered silently, and then his right leg violently exerted force, and after taking the running skill book, he added infinite strength, and his feet seemed to be full of wind, sprinting towards the finish line.

surpassed Fang Wen and jumped to third.

Far away from Fang Wen, Wu Xie once again surpassed Gao Pengfei and became second.

At 150 meters, Wu Xie overtook Huang Qing, who was the first, under the jaw-dropping eyes of everyone.

Ten seconds later, Wu Xie became the champion of the 1500m group with a score of 50 meters ahead of the second place.

Wow!

The audience was in an uproar!

Your sister, when did the broadcasting department produce a sports genius, and even the national second-level athletes in the film and television department were left far away.

Next to the stands, all the teachers and students of the broadcasting department were sluggish!

Then thunderous applause erupted!

Excited, excited.

Who said that all boys in the broadcasting department are low, and there are no sports cells, and Wu Xie is an exception. A writer who is weak in one person can still win the 1500-meter championship.

Don't be foolish in the future!

"Yo, grandson over there, hurry up and call Dad." Qian Wude found out about the classmates who had clashed in the morning, and said hatefully.

"Students, we just received a news that Wu Xie, a student of the broadcasting department, broke the school's record of 1500 meters."

"What, the record of 1500 meters was broken. The last record holder was a senior four years ago, and he was a national second-class athlete! ”

"Isn't it! This man's luck is too good. ”

"It's really luck, I watched him run in the playground the other day and he didn't have the pace he had today. Wait until he has 3,000 meters left, and Lady Luck won't visit him again and again. ”

Seeing Wu Xie standing on the podium to receive the certificate and gold medal, the students of other departments talked about it a lot, and they were quite optimistic about Wu Xie's strength.

"Wu Xie, you are very good this time." Director Tian smiled and said: "Wait for 3,000 meters, you have a good rest and strive to break the record again." ”

"Hey, teacher, you're so good at breaking records." Someone retorted.

Shen Feihu stood in front of the rostrum, looking at the high-spirited Wu Xie, not to mention how depressed he was.

Damn, such a weak body did not die suddenly at 1500 meters, and it also broke the school record.

10:45 a.m.

With a shot from the referee.

In front of the 3,000-meter starting line, the athletes rushed out at a rapid pace, with rhythmic pace, not in a hurry, as if waiting for the opportunity to overtake.

One lap.

Two laps.

Three laps!

After 1,200 meters, some of the exhausted athletes were sweating profusely and panting like oxen, and gradually fell to the end. But they still gritted their teeth and fought to catch up.

Rao is has eaten 26 running skill books, although Wu Xie's face is as usual, his spirit is still vibrant, and his speed is still uniform, but his body has consumed too much.

Hold on for another 300 meters, and take ["Miracle Force" cough syrup]

Damn, writers are in such good health these days?

The athletes behind Wu Xie were red-eyed, eager to grow wings and surpass their opponents.

Shi Fei, who kept the first, walked steadily, glanced at Wu Xie, who was more than 300 meters away from him, and had a sense of victory.

The 3000-meter run is basically won or lost in the last 2 laps, but now the difference between the two is almost a lap, and Wu Xie wants to contrast, and it is basically hopeless.

Lin Yun'er is mine! The garbage author also wants to fight with me!

Almost!

At 1500 meters, Wu Xie suddenly slowed down, took out the ["Miracle Force" cough potion] in the game backpack, and then picked up the mineral water handed by the classmates outside the runway, and made a gesture of drinking water.

Not to mention, this ["Miracle Force" cough syrup] is really the taste of cough water.

[The "Miracle Force" cough potion takes effect...... Duration: 5 minutes ......】

A stream of energy flowed from his throat into his whole body, and his tired body stretched out, like a male lion awakened, and even his eyes with Wu Xie carried a touch of domineering.

"Miracles of great force!"

Wu Xie shouted angrily, and a meteor overtook an opponent like a moon.

"Miracles of great force!"

There was another shout, and another opponent was overtaken by Wu Xie.

……

"Miracles of great force!"

In the blink of an eye, Wu Xie surpassed another one.

In the stands, all the teachers and students were stunned and frightened.

Wu Xie shouted "vigorously produce miracles", and he surpassed an opponent.

Is this magic? Can you get acceleration after shouting?

I'll go, it's horrible!

Other athletes also reacted from the microscopic signs, and you can magic, and so will you.

"Miracles of great force!"

Hey, why didn't you respond!

"Miracles of great force!"

Hey, not only did it not react, but it was also overtaken.

"Miracles of great force!"

It wasn't a reaction, but I wasn't overtaken either...... Well,, I'm the last one, and I'm a.

Watching the other athletes follow suit one by one, the corners of Wu Xie's mouth curled up with a touch of depression.

He didn't want to shout such a low slogan, but he couldn't help it, ["Miracles are made vigorously! After taking the "cough potion], you must shout a miracle every half a minute, otherwise the energy hub will be interrupted. But fortunately, the slogan is not "I want to lose, I want to lose, and the undefeated is sorry for my parents' talent".

That's a lot of thunder.

More than one, more than one......

Wu Xie is already neck and neck with Shi Fei, and there is only more than 100 meters left in the competition, who wins and who loses!

Shi Fei was anxious in his heart, he was really panicked.

3000 meters, this is not 1500 meters, it is a test of endurance and physical fitness. When Wu Xie was running the 1500-meter race, he noticed that the opponent's breathing was unsteady, 1500 meters was okay, but if it was 3000 meters, the breathing rhythm would be very chaotic, and the more oxygen consumed, it would be difficult to pose a threat to him.

Damn, the rhythm of breathing is chaotic like something, how can there be such a vigorous body.

Hell yes!

In the stands, there was a lot of talk.

"Principal Shi, your son is amazing, I think the first iron must be his."

"Lao Li, don't talk nonsense. I didn't see anyone walking with him! It's not certain who wins and who loses. ”

"Hehe, Principal Shi, you are humble. Your son was specially recruited into the school as a sports student, and he almost broke the 3000-meter record of Qingjiang University at that time. How could his opponent be your son's opponent. ”

Shi Liqun smiled brightly, this old Li fart shot well.

What level the son is, it's not clear what kind of dad he is.

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