Chapter 134: Villagers' Games
There is still a month left in this year's Villager Games, there is a wooden sign at the door of the village, there are many new projects, that is called a thousand strange situations, many villagers enthusiastically participate, and then go home to practice the projects they want to participate in.
One of the projects is still unpopular this year, and no one participates, but the village committee does not plan to abolish it, because the ancestors have left it.
Speaking of this year's Villager Games, I was still surprised, silently retreating, maybe because of my poor health, I can only be a civilized spectator, shouting and cheering for everyone in my heart.
The next day, I stood by the wooden sign at the entrance of the stockade, carefully looking at the other items, and after reading for a long time, I did not move my body, and my feet became numb, and the slightest twitch would sting.
At this time, my friends from childhood to adulthood ran over, their foreheads were covered with sweat, and they stopped panting, and it was as hot as a boiler, making me retreat a few meters.
My friend asked, "Do you want me to carry you back?" ”
I replied, "It's okay, just help me to sit inside." ”
My friend didn't ask any more questions, helped me into the wind and rain bridge, sat on the wooden plank, and looked at the stream flowing under the bridge together.
I said, "I know what you're going to be competing in, but to be honest, with the way you run, you won't be able to make it on the day of the race." ”
"Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Of course."
"I don't mean to make fun of what I mean next, because everyone in the village knows your physical condition. Even if you have a way to make me stronger, the training time will be shortened, and if that's the case, I might as well train on my own. ”
"If you want to win the game, you have to work out my way, do you think if we can, how about we start now?"
"Okay."
After the afternoon of training, when I got home, I sorted out the actual investigation and learned that my friend's running style is very fast, but I can't keep up with the physical strength of long-distance running. In order to regulate my friend's physical fitness, I developed a set of devil training for the next month.
During this training period, my friends did not complain, obediently and skillfully followed the running method I formulated, and walked around the village, as long as they met someone who helped, they immediately helped.
As the time for the competition drew nearer, some of the villagers wondered, thinking that my training method was a waste of time, because my friend had thick legs and looked like a cow, and when he was working, he didn't even make a sound of breathing.
The annual Villagers' Games has finally arrived, and after a few days of competition, the popular projects have been held. There is only one upset left today, in fact, the rules of the race are very simple, adding marbles to the long-distance running. As long as the marbles do not go off the track or cannot keep up with the speed at which the marbles roll forward, they will be disqualified.
As long as the rules of this project are stated, everyone knows in their hearts that they don't have that kind of technology and speed, so they simply don't participate, and the reason why it becomes an unpopular one.
There were many villagers standing on both sides of the road, and all I could hear was the sound of gongs and drums, and I saw my friend gently drop a marble in his hand and start running forward. Because decades have passed, the villagers were basically shocked when someone participated in this project for the first time, and they watched my friend move forward bravely, forgetting to cheer and applaud in encouragement.
In order for my friends to persevere, I ran forward with my friends, maybe it was because during that training time, I really got a little stronger, and I didn't feel weak in my legs during the run, but I just felt very enjoyable. Because of the feeling of running against the wind, I am extremely happy.