In the total class standings, the third class of high school added a second place, and the points rose a lot, temporarily ranking first. But all three classes were crying because they knew that this was just a façade and that the men's relay was about to begin.

According to the point principle, each class calculates the point with the highest ranking in each event. This time the third class is second, but the twenty-eighth class is likely to be the first, then it will be a complete failure in the overall class standings.

"Okay, good, we want to be big, do a good job!" Teacher Chu of Class 28 was about to jump up excitedly, and patted the boys participating in the relay race with his hand: "Win the first, win the championship, our class will be the champion!" ”

A boy's eyes lit up: "Teacher, I remember that the championship has 3,000 yuan, right?" ”

"Yes, the overall winner has a class building fund of 3,000. If you win the championship, I promise to give each of you a big gift! "Teacher Chu has a lot of everything.

"Whew——!"

"The champion is ours!"

"the little girl of the third class!"

Everyone was silent as they looked at the boy who had just spoken. The boy's head shrank and changed his words stupidly: "Defeat the little lady of the third class...... Little classmates? ”

"No, no, I think your slogan is good."

"Yes, yes, go up, go up, kill them!"

Smack, Mr. Chu gave those boys a brain post, and let those things that are not ashamed and shameless get out. The boys scattered with a bang, sharpening their knives and preparing to slaughter the arena and give the final blow to the fools of the elite class.

The men's relay race began to be recorded, and the students of Class 28 couldn't sit still, and rushed to the side of the track, forming a strong home lane.

The relay race began to prepare, and the students of Class 28 also took in the air, took out their last vocal cords, and prepared to shout.

"Prepare ——!" The referee raised his hand, and the whole school was watching this side. The students of the third class also looked coldly, looking at the bastards of the garbage class who got carried away, and their hearts were nervous and desperate.

Although many opponents have scattered some athletes in each base, the athletic ability of the students of Class 28 is not vegetarian, let alone the finale Shi Tiexin.

"-Run!"

The referee waved his hand, and the shouts of the audience rang out. With a whoosh, Zhou Nan, who was the first stick, had already jumped out.

I saw Zhou Nan carry the food grabbing leg method that he had tempered in the canteen food army for a long time, and his body was as light as a swallow and galloped forward. See! His eyes were full of anticipation for lunch, full of thirst for dinner, full of longing for the canteen aunt, and his legs were back and forth like shadowless feet, and the speed was superb!

Even if there were sports students chasing on the side, Zhou Nan actually ran steadily in the first sequence, and seriously said that he was in second place.

"Brother Nan! Brother Nan! The students of Class 28 cheered for their predecessor who took the lead.

The first handover, steady ~~~

Class 28 famous Scud, another speed dog who has been competing with Zhou Nan for a long time for the championship position of the canteen speed dog, also launched a charge! Look, his eyes are also full of expectations for victory, yearning for the first, enthusiasm for freedom to gallop, like a wild dog running wildly sticking out his tongue and rushing forward, the same speed!

With the foundation laid by Zhou Nan, this speed dog gradually rushed to the first, and this track is the best stage to show his talent!

"Oh——!" "Invincible, invincible!" The students of Class 28 also barked, cheering on the speed dog.

The second handover, still stable~~~

The third stick is starting to start! The third-class student seems to be a little worse, after all, it is impossible to pick out so many people in a class who can run. However, the third stick ran more stretched, because the classmates in front of him had a good foundation, and the eldest brother at the end of the line of sight was strong, which made him feel very confident in his heart.

There was a guy next to him whooshing past him, and the third guy glanced at him, and it seemed to be a sports student.

But it doesn't matter, he can't outrun me too much, at most one meter. One meter away, drizzle for big brother Tie, sprinkle water.

We won this championship!

"Class 28 has a great advantage." Wang Jinquan's voice reverberated in the playground of the whole school: "Class 28 is temporarily second in the third stick, but Shi Tiexin, who is the last stick, is strong, and this slight backwardness is not too big a problem for him." ”

"It's almost time to hand over the baton."

"Will Class 28 win the championship?"

"Do you want to drink the bitter wine of failure in the first and third classes of high school?"

"Just look at this stick—huh? What happened? Oh, the accident happened, the baton of the twenty-eighth class was out of hand! ”

A little bit earlier, Liu Jingsong ran on the third stick.

He overtook the guy from Class 28 next to him.

He could have gone further, but he didn't.

He looked at Shi Tiexin, who was about to take over at the end, with a gloomy expression.

When the classmates in his class took the baton and began to pull their legs and gallop, he saw that Shi Tiexin also began to start, and the kid behind him was trembling and stretching the baton over.

At this moment, Liu Jingsong turned his heart sideways, and suddenly stumbled under his feet, and the whole person tilted to the side as if he had lost his strength, and he was hitting the hand of the third stick of the twenty-eighth class.

The third stick was ready to be handed over, but his hand was not very firm. was hit by this, the whole person was crooked, and the baton in his hand fell out.

The third stick tightened his heart suddenly, but he still had the bottom. It's okay, hurry up and pick it up, hurry up and give it to the eldest brother, it's still too late......

There was a bang, and the swaying Liu Jingsong stepped on his feet, and kicked the baton out, and rolled down in the crowd outside the stadium, and he couldn't see where he flew for a while.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Liu Jingsong shouted in his mouth, and seemed to be actively looking for the baton, as if he wanted to redeem his credit. But in fact, he ran around, but the students of Class 28 around him were also confused, and they couldn't find the position of the baton.

"Oh?! Behold, it was definitely a huge accident that the baton of Class 28 actually fell! Wang Jinquan took the case and turned into the most impartial and objective person: "This is a situation that no one can predict, the road to the championship of the 28th class is full of twists and turns, but I believe that Liu Jingsong should not mean it." ”

"However," Wang Jinquan changed his words, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with a little strange smile: "Objectively speaking, Liu Jingsong can be regarded as a meritorious member of the third class of high school. The twenty-eighth class was defeated, and the third class will inevitably become the first, and Liu Jingsong can be said to have made the situation of the third class turn around. ”

"Liu Jingsong, the third class should thank you."

"You have made meritorious service to Fang Qingju!"

The students of Class 3 immediately started clamoring and screaming. Class 28 roared angrily, eager to immediately roll up their sleeves and rush up to beat Liu Jingsong.

The scene starts to get out of hand.