Six athletes dressed in different numbers and carrying the honor of their respective classes rushed out, shouts and cheers, and then sounded, filling the playground.

The first class is on the innermost runway, the starting point is slightly farther than the sixth class, and the starting height is nearly 1.75 meters, and it is difficult to find the second one at their age, but there is one of the four people on this runway who is also at this level, that is, the teenager who stands at the end and is responsible for the end of the first class.

On the other hand, the four teenagers in the sixth class are all relatively petite, and the first is a thin teenager, the size of one hundred and sixty-five, which also belongs to the middle and upper reaches of this age group, and the most noticeable thing is that this teenager is abnormally thin, giving people a feeling of wind blowing down, but this teenager runs unusually fast, and his speed is not weaker than any one.

The gap between the six teenagers in the first baton is not big, the teenager in the outermost circle took the lead in handing out the first baton, and the position of the sixth class in the audience sounded a cheer, followed by the remaining five people also handed out the baton in their hands.

The corners of Fan Changshou and Uncle Yang's mouths flashed with a smile, Fang Si clenched his fists, and Lin Zhi, who had always been gentle in nature, was also a little nervous under the influence of the atmosphere, and his hands on his knees couldn't help but tighten.

The second stick,It's still the sixth class to start.,This time it's a relatively short and honest boy.,The speed of the teenager is no weaker than the boy of the first stick.,I thought the second stick would come to an end.,

"Ahh A roar resounded through the sky, and the short-haired boy in the innermost one, wearing the number one, accelerated violently, and in the blink of an eye, he passed the one in class six, temporarily taking the first place, and finishing the second stick. There was a cheer from the northernmost class in the audience,

The short and honest boy who was surpassed was a little annoyed, and a dull cold snort was full of unwillingness.

Fang Si let go of his clenched fists, Lin Zhi let out a long breath, Fan Changshou and Uncle Yang seemed to be carved out of a mold, their eyes were narrowed, and there was a smile on the corner of their mouths.

The third stick is not surprising, the six teenagers have all rushed forward with all their strength, the front wants to open the distance, the back wants to shorten the distance, the last stick, the audience, with the last stick handed out, the overwhelming shouts and cheers swept in.

In this shouting in the sky, a woman stood by the fence of the playground and looked in, the woman was wearing a red coat, the coat was a little petite on the woman's body, the lower body was a pair of extremely ordinary black trousers, and a pair of high-heeled leather shoes were polished brightly, but although the leather shoes were polished, the toes of the shoes had begun to peel off, and the woman's face was only smeared with a shallow layer of foundation, and a pair of eyes looked a little cloudy, obviously looking at the age of thirty, Those pair of eyes seem to have gone through fifty or sixty years of vicissitudes. The woman carried a red canvas bag on her left arm, but she looked a little uncomfortable, and she didn't think she carried it often.

The woman stood outside the railing and looked in, but instead of looking at the arena that was fighting, she looked blankly at the audience, where sat a girl in a red dress, the girl seemed to notice something and looked this way, but the woman hurriedly hid behind the creeper on the side.

The woman let out a sigh of relief, and before she had time to rejoice that she hadn't been discovered, a wry smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and she scolded in a low voice, "Evil", the woman picked up the creeper, revealing a gap, looking inside through the gap, the girl in red in the audience had already lowered her head, half lying on her lap, and the lively shouts around her had no effect on her.

"Li Mo, Li Mo. I'm going to win, I'm going to win. The young man behind him shouted excitedly. But she didn't have the slightest interest.

Another teenager said, "There's another stick!" Whether you win or lose is not certain! Don't jump to conclusions. ”

The young man cut disdainfully, "The last long leg in the first class is a powerful faction at a glance, you look at the last one in the sixth class is mediocre, it doesn't look like a ruthless person, Fan Changshou, you are ready to pay for it!" ”

"Alas!" Fan Changshou stopped defending and sighed softly.

This sigh fell on Fang Si's ears, as if he had confirmed the final defeat of Class 6.

The tall boy at the end of the first class had an unusually serious face, the whole person was like a tight bow, the moment the baton was handed over, it shot out instantly like a sharp arrow, but the last boy of the sixth class was unusually calm, gently bent down, like a cheetah staring at the last red line, at the moment when the group of teenagers rushed out, the baton was sent to the boy, the cheetah out of the cage, running towards the red line. As the boy galloped away, the finishers of the other four classes all got their own red baton and rushed towards it like the last goal.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and the champion was born. There was silence in the audience, and after a second, there was a boom, and a cheer erupted.

In the midst of this cheer, a woman in her thirties wore a white floral dress and hurried towards the gate of the playground. Not long after the woman left the playground, a woman in a blue dress, carrying a white leather bag, walked to the gate of the playground, watching a figure disappear behind the teaching building, the woman lingered in place for a while as if she was hesitating, and then strode towards the teaching building.

Next to the playground is the middle school building, and further east is the high school building. The woman in the white floral skirt disappeared after entering the junior high school teaching building. The woman in the blue dress came to the door of the teaching building, pushed the door in but saw no figure, the woman strode forward, looked at the classroom one by one, but there was still nothing. The woman put her hands around her chest, looked around, frowned, let out a long sigh, and turned her head to walk back.

After the woman in the blue dress left, in a small room under the stairs, the woman in the white floral dress poked her head out, the corners of her mouth hooked up with a hint of mockery, closed the door, and walked towards the high school building.

On the playground, the four-by-four relay race of the first year of junior high school came to an end.

Uncle Yang looked at Lin Zhi carefully, "It seems that Xiao Er, you still don't have a mouthful!" As if he hadn't reacted yet, Lin Zhi stared at the red line on the track.

"Classmate Fang Si, I am willing to lose the bet!" Fan Changshou rubbed his hands at Fang Si, his small eyes narrowed into a slit.

Fang Si pointed to the boy on the track who raised his arms and shouted, which he called an ordinary boy, and popped out four words for a long time, "Fake, fake!" ”

The unremarkable boy ended the game in a devastating manner, overtaking the "arrow" that had shot out first in just a few seconds, and before everyone could react, he had already pounced on the red line.

"Don't worry! You are not wronged when you lose, and you are not wronged when you lose in the first class! Fan Changshou patted Fang Si's shoulder and comforted, "This kid is a dropout, he was the sprint champion of the last year, and now the school record is still set by him." ”

"You, how do you know?" Fang Si hadn't recovered from the shock yet.

"It's easy! When you go to junior high school to inquire, you all know this kid, and they all say that his goal is not to win the championship, it seems that he is here to break another record. Fan Changshou waved his hand casually, as if to say another extremely ordinary thing.

"Break, break the record!" Fang Si muttered, then turned his head sharply to stare at Fan Changshou, and said word by word, "You, again, pit, me." ”

"You can't say that!" Fan Changshou waved his index finger, "This is called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent, and winning all battles." Master Ben never fights unprepared battles. ”

Fang Si snorted coldly and turned his head,

"One dollar, you won't pay the bill!" Fan Changshou asked tentatively,

The boy rolled his eyes, "I owe it first."

"You owe a dollar, how can there be such a thing." Fan Changshou picked up Fang Si, but Fang Si didn't move, and quibbled, "You, you didn't say before that you can't owe,"

"You are called a fool, how can you still owe a dollar." Fan Changshou was anxious.

Fang Si was indifferent, and his two big eyes rolled slightly, "My name, soldiers are not tired of cheating, yes, soldiers are not tired of cheating." Fang Si seemed very satisfied with the word.

The girl in front of her burst out laughing, turned her head, and put on her face the smile that made people happy when she saw it, "This word, it's not used like that. ”

Fan Changshou also smiled, "This uneducated guy." ”

At this time, Fang Si, who was ridiculed by the two of them, smirked, "Good words, good words." ”

Fan Changshou waved his hand, "This guy is hopeless." ”

"It's just that it's all said that it's wrong, it's a good word." Li Mo made a very rare joke.

Now I think about it even more, this is a good word.

On the edge of the fence outside the playground, the woman in the red coat also laughed, and coincidentally, when the curtain ended on the track, she was also seen by her own girl.

Uncle Yang is telling Linzhi, his wife and Qin Wang about the boy who changed the tide of the war.

"I'm going to win the championship and break the record in the future." Qin Wang said in a milky voice, waving his little fist.

Aunt Bai nodded the tip of the child's nose and asked in a low voice, "Then what championship are you going to win in the future!" ”

"I want all the championships and make a lot of lollipops to eat." Qin Wang drew a big circle on his chest with his arms, as if to say that he wanted to earn so much lollipop.

"Champions don't give sugar." Aunt Bai pinched Qin Wang's nose, then shook it slightly, and asked with a smile, "Qin Wang wants to eat candy?" ”

Qin Wang nodded a little embarrassedly, and then explained, "The sugar is in my mother's bag, and my mother doesn't know where to go." ”

"Then Auntie has candy here, is it okay for you to eat?"

"Okay." Qin Wang immediately replied, and then shook his head as if he remembered something, "Not good." Mom said that you can't eat other people's sugar for nothing, and Mom said that it's called, reactive, reactive, "Qin Wang didn't hold it back for a long time, and then scratched his head embarrassedly.

"It's called reactive and unprofitable." The child nodded immediately, and Aunt Bai glanced at him angrily, "The person is a big ghost, that aunt gives you a task, and if you do it, I'll give you candy to eat, okay." Qin Wang hurriedly nodded again, and then whispered, "It's best, not too difficult." ”

Aunt Bai was happy, and pinched Qin Wang's pink cheeks, "Go, coax your sister Xiaoxi to go." Your sister Xiaoxi is not angry, and your aunt will give you candy to eat! ”