In this day when Xiao Kunzi is a year older, as an unreliable author, let's commemorate it with a plus, this is the addition of your heart, don't you think Xiao Kunzi is old, 2333333~~~~~~

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Ling Xiaoxiao stood beside Brother Zhen and warmed up seriously, running a hundred meters, she actually didn't have any bottom in her heart, she usually ran slowly and long-distance running, rarely ran fast, she didn't know what kind of speed she could run with all her might, but after thinking about the physical strength of going up and down the stairs when she fell down in her previous life, she had to take a breath when she went up and down the stairs, and she didn't have confidence in herself at all.

"Xiaoxiao, wait a minute, according to yesterday's arrangement, I will run the first stick, Liu Yu will run the second stick, Tiantian will be the third stick, and you will be the last stick, you must strive to run in the top three, otherwise there will be no score." Brother Zhen looked not far away, and the girls in the third grade of junior high school had already begun to prepare in the field.

Brother Zhen arranged this, in order to be able to fight for the rankings of the two of them, this sports meeting, there are several classes of girls who run very fast, especially in sprinting, although there are a few girls in class six who are not as fast as Brother Zhen, but they are better than the average strength, and it is easiest to get results in this kind of relay race.

After the children in the junior high school group finished running, it was the turn of the high school group, because the previous 400-meter preliminaries and finals took up too much time, which would make the teacher in charge have to compress the time, directly count the number of people, and then group them in order, and each group was handed over to special students to take to the field together.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Zheng Tian were both the last sticks, so they naturally went over to gather together. was about to follow the classmates who led the team to the venue, and as soon as he passed, he saw Jiang Zizhuo, who was also dressed in sports. Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, and then thought that this person had run first in the 200 meters, and he must also participate in the relay race.

Jiang Zizhuo saw Ling Xiaoxiao and Zheng Tian coming over together, raised his eyebrows, looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said, "You are also the last one?" ”

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded: "Brother Zhen wants to fight for the top three, so she runs the first stick, and I run the last stick." ”

This arrangement is more reasonable, but Jiang Zizhuo still looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's thin arms and legs uncertainly: "Are you sure it's okay to run the last stick?" ”

What do you mean! Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care about many people. He glared at him dissatisfied. She's also a big one, isn't it! There are only a dozen girls in the class, and basically everyone has a project, and she has a heavy responsibility!

Being glared at by Ling Xiaoxiao like this, the indifferent look on Jiang Zizhuo's face faded like water. There was a gentle smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. Like the intoxicating spring breeze in April. Not only was Ling Xiaoxiao dazzled, but the girls in the other classes around her all let out snorts.

Ling Xiaoxiao came back to her senses and glared at Jiang Zizhuo again. I really want him to put away the smile on his face, this person is enough to just stand there faintly, and if he laughs like this, little girls, who can resist it.

Jiang Zizhuo didn't seem to care about the thoughts and opinions of the people around him, he still smiled softly and gently, just looking at the vivid expression on Ling Xiaoxiao's face, the more he looked, the deeper the smile.

After counting the number of students and confirming that the students from each class of the three grades have arrived, they whistled, and then led everyone to the track and the last relay point.

Jiang Zizhuo was still walking beside Ling Xiaoxiao, looking at her still wearing the same tank top and shorts as yesterday, the dissatisfaction in her eyes was not hidden, and she looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's face with obvious disapproval. Ling Xiaoxiao peeked at Jiang Zizhuo's expression while walking, seeing his expression, before, she didn't dare to think or confirm things, but she finally had a vague answer in her heart, this kind of recognition made her happy, and made her want to scream loudly and presumptuously.

It's just that this will walk on the track, surrounded by people, she can't do anything, she can only clench her fists tightly, and suppress the joy that wants to erupt in her heart.

The relay race started from the senior year group, as soon as Ling Xiaoxiao and the others arrived at the designated place, she and the girls in the other classes were directly taken to the last relay place, the fists in her hands were still clenched, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Zizhuo standing not far from herself, nodding towards herself with the corners of her mouth bent.

The gunshots rang out not far away, Ling Xiaoxiao only felt that Brother Zhen rushed out like an arrow from the string, behind her, Ye Xiaofei was still following closely, after Ye Xiaofei, there was a female classmate in Class 6, and the three of them left the others behind when they started.

Ling Xiaoxiao stared nervously at the situation in the track, and saw that Brother Zhen and Liu Yu had a smooth handover, and then Liu Yu ran forward desperately, but after all, she was not tall, and she didn't have much strength, so she was caught up by classmates from other classes after running less than halfway, and when the baton was handed over to Ling Xiaoxiao, Class 9 had already fallen to fifth place.

Before the race, Brother Zhen gave Ling Xiaoxiao a little training in some sprinting essentials, and she wanted to vent with a fire in her heart, so she directly took out her fastest speed, and started to run on the track with two long legs.

In all classes with conditions, the last stick was sent out with powerful players, and even if Ling Xiaoxiao showed her fastest speed, she only surpassed the third place at the last moment, giving the class a guaranteed score.

This kind of feeling of running with all her strength is very bad, Ling Xiaoxiao bent over and gasped for breath, she was about to suffocate. Brother Zhen ran the first stick, the end position was not here, Ling Xiaoxiao could only vaguely see her doing a simple stretch on the opposite side of the track, she rested for a while, her breathing began to be stable, and then she stood up straight and looked at the track.

On the starting line, the boys of each class were ready, just waiting for the starting gun to sound.

From a distance, she could see that Jiang Zizhuo and Zheng Tian were already standing in the relay position, posing, waiting for the final handover, she thought about it, but she still couldn't hold back the little joy in her heart, and decided to do stretching while waiting for the men's project to end, she wanted to know if Jiang Zizhuo would continue to send herself back to class after a while......

The girls in each class who ran the last stick around, no one left very tacitly, and they each found a position with a good line of sight to keep an eye on the situation in the field, Ling Xiaoxiao was just about to retract her gaze when she saw the girl standing not far away, the girl who ran the last stick in class 12, He Wenwen.

It's really unfortunate, Ling Xiaoxiao frowned, before the final confirmation, she didn't want to make any extraneous branches, but it should be her own, and no one could grab it.

The gunshot rang out, the cheering sound in the stadium sounded again, and the ears were filled with the hoarse roar of the cheerleaders of each class, in the radio speaker, the announcer was reading the praise manuscripts selected by each class with passion, Ling Xiaoxiao nervously looked at the figures running one after another in the track, the twelfth class, Yue Pingjun ran the first stick, and the next two classmates, she was not familiar with, and then Jiang Zizhuo took the last baton.

When Zheng Tian took over the baton, Class Nine had already fallen to fourth place, and he was running as desperately as Ling Xiaoxiao, in the hearts of teenage boys and girls, the honor of the class at this moment was greater than everything. (To be continued.) )