Chapter 8 The Trials Begin
Early the next morning, Eden appeared on the playground, and today can be seen as the beginning of his career as an athlete, and he naturally took it very seriously.
What Yi Dun didn't expect was that he originally thought that the girls in his class would be absent from today's trials, but he didn't expect that under the leadership of the class leader Tong Yangling, all of them came.
"Eden, let's cheer you on!"
"You're the only one in our class, don't embarrass us."
"The squad leader summoned us last night, made a big-character poster all night, and thought of a lot of cheering slogans, if you can't get the first place, you'll be so sorry for us."
The enthusiastic girls gathered around Yi Dun, chattering endlessly, and it was very lively.
Yi Dun was a little moved, but he didn't expect that he could enjoy this kind of treatment today.
This is thirty model-level beauties cheering for themselves, and in the past, Yi Dun couldn't even think about it.
"Thank you, squad leader, I will definitely work hard, and I will definitely not embarrass our dance class!" Yi Dun said with a smile at Tong Yangling.
"We are classmates, this is what we should do, Yi Dun, we all look good at you." Tong Yangling smiled sweetly.
The sweet smile directly made Yi Dun's heart tingle, and he swore that he had never seen a girl smile so well in his life.
After the tension of the first contact yesterday, when Yi Dun came into contact with the girls today, he also let go a lot, and from time to time he could make a little joke, which made the girls giggle.
Half an hour later, the trials began, starting with the 100-meter to 400-meter track and field sprint event.
Eden and the girls sat in the stands and watched the game with interest.
I have to say that the reputation of Songyang Sports School is not good, not without reason.
For example, in the 100 meters, the best freshman ran only 11.79 seconds.
At first glance, this seems to be a good result, running in 12 seconds, surpassing the national third-level athlete's 12.64 seconds in the 100m.
But in fact, the third-level athlete has no gold content at all.
Think about it carefully, if you run 12.64 seconds in the 100 meters, you can have the qualification of a third-level athlete, what gold content can you have.
Under normal circumstances, in an ordinary high school class, how can you find a boy who runs three or five hundred meters with such a result.
There are three or five in a class, dozens or hundreds in a school, and thousands in an ordinary prefecture-level city.
This is only for high school students, and if you expand the scope a little, the number will be too large.
Not to mention the third-level athletes, even the 11.74 seconds of the second-level athletes in the 100 meters, an ordinary high school can find a few.
And now Songyang Sports School, as a professional sports college, the freshmen with the best 100-meter results are not even enough for second-level athletes, think about how disappointed the school leaders are.
The leaders in the stands were full of frost, and what they were most afraid of was that there was no decent freshman who entered this year.
As a result, the first 100 meters gave them a heavy blow, and the quality of this class of freshmen is really too poor and too poor.
For a while, the principal Luo Jianjun and the teachers of the track and field department began to look for Yi Dun with their eyes.
When they saw Yi Dun honestly sitting in the stands, they were relieved.
Fortunately, there is a life-saving straw Yi Dun, otherwise, this year's Provincial College Student Track and Field Championships, Songyang Sports School will really be embarrassed and thrown home.
The next 200 meters and 400 meters were also very bad, and the best freshmen only crossed the second line a little.
After the sprint three competitions, the results are not optimistic, and the next middle and long distance runs, that is, 800 meters, 1500 meters and 3000 meters, also did not have any eye-catching freshmen.
The brows of the school leaders have been wrinkled into twists, and the quality of the new students is not as good as the previous one, which makes them have a strong sense of crisis.
After the first six events of the track race, the next event is the long-distance running event.
Yi Dun was a little nervous in his heart, he knew very well that the next ten or so minutes would determine his future.
Tong Yangling, the squad leader who was sitting next to Yi Dun in the stands, may have also seen Yi Dun's nervousness, so he couldn't help patting Yi Dun's shoulder and whispered to reassure: "Nervous?" Don't be nervous, you'll be able to take the first place! ”
"That's right, you will definitely be able to take the first place, we believe in you!"
The girls cheered for Eden before the debut.
Yi Dun breathed a long sigh of relief, waved at the girls, and then walked towards the runway!
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The track is a standard eight-track 400-meter track with exactly eight students.
Except for Yi Dun, the remaining seven are all students in the track and field class who focus on long-distance running.
After actually walking on the track, Yi Dun calmed down, calmed down, and started to warm up.
Just as Yi Dun and others were warming up, the stands were suddenly lively.
Thirty-four girls from the dance class stood in two rows on the stands.
In the first row, there were big-character posters with slogans of various cheers.
The second row cheered en masse.
"Yi Dun Yi Dun, handsome to faint."
"Yi Dun is out of the horse, a top two."
"Eden Eden, we love you!"
The cheers of the two rows of girls were extremely loud and resounded throughout the playground.
Everyone looked towards this beautiful landscape......
There are more men and fewer girls in the sports school, and all the boys are muttering in their hearts, who is this kid named Yi Dun?
Yi Dun, who was warming up, also noticed the scenery in the stands and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Dare to love them after thinking about it all night last night, and then they came up with these slogans......
"You're Eden?" The track and field students in the same competition asked unhappily.
The seven of them know each other, only Yi Dun is a fresh face, and there is only one group of 5,000 meters on the field, so it is naturally clear who Yi Dun is.
"That's right, I'm Eden." Yi Dun replied with a smile.
Although the slogans of the girls are not highlighted, these girls themselves are the biggest highlights......
"Dude, your pomp is big enough, I hope you can run a decent result in a while, otherwise, I will feel ashamed of you." Another freshman in the track and field class teased.
This is the reincarnation of a typical lemon essence, it is the age of competitiveness, and it is strange to see such a big pomp and circumstance in Yidun.
Yi Dun laughed directly: "Dude, you are still worried about the face of your track and field class, you can only follow me for a while to eat ashes, I guess your department head Mr. Ma will be quite unhappy, right?" ”
Before the game started, Yi Dun was already fighting with his opponent.
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Just as the freshmen in the track and field class were about to open their mouths to fight back, the referee raised his gun to signal that the game was about to begin.
Eden was assigned the fourth lane, which was sandwiched between everyone.
"Everyone's in place!"
The "......boom" starting gun sounded, and the eight people started almost at the same time.
After the cannon was fired, it was time to really test the technique.
In contrast to the 100-meter sprint, the starting position of the middle-distance run is not a squatting position, but a standing start.
It may seem that a standing start is less technical than a squatting run, but in fact, there are far more technical points to master in a long-distance run than a 100-meter dash.
After the start of the run, Eden used his strength to rush towards the inside of the runway like a heavy tank.
Running along the inside tangent, a corner can run more than three meters less, which is naturally extremely advantageous.
But none of the outsiders in the competition knew that they had to run the inside tangent, which led to competition.