Mo Zhe glanced at the person in front of him lightly: "I am Mo Zhe." ”

"I heard that your grades are very sluggish?" The man continued to be arrogant, glared at Mo Zhe fiercely, and joked: "I just don't know if I can continue to be in the limelight on this track!" ”

"Sunshine." Before he could speak, he saw a man beside him, and as soon as he heard this man speak, the previous man closed his mouth very interestingly.

"Hello, I'm the captain of the school training team, Fan Xiaofei." The other party politely extended his hand.

"Hello, junior high school class 1 Mozhe." Mo Zhe didn't refuse, but his tone revealed distancing.

The two shook hands politely, and Fan Xiaofei continued: "As the captain, it is my responsibility for the team members not to discipline well, please forgive me." After speaking, he shouted sideways: "Xiangyang, come and apologize." ”

The boy called Xiangyang didn't feel embarrassed or anything, scratched his head, and was very bold: "Haha, it was just a joke just now, please forgive Brother Mo." I am Jiao Xiangyang, the deputy captain of the school training team. ”

Mo Zhe nodded, still with the same cold face.

"By the way, there is another person, Junwu!" Fan Xiaofei beckoned, and a person rushed to hear the sound not far away.

"Hello, deputy captain of the school training team, Junwu."

"Hello, the third class of junior high school, Mo Zhe."

Seeing this, the other four contestants also came to the front and brushed their sense of existence.

"Hello, I'm a member of the school motto team......"

"Hello, I'm ......"

Mo Zhe nodded one by one, indicating that he knew him.

"Okay, it's all gone, let's go warm up." Fan Xiaofei waved his hand and motioned for the team members to disperse.

"Okay captain."

……

"By the way, Mezzle, can you finish the race?" Out of concern, Fan Xiaofei didn't care if it would hurt Mo Zhe's self-esteem, and asked directly.

"Don't you think it's too much?" Mo Zhe didn't take it to heart, and said coldly: "If you want me to say, it's better to see on the track." ”

"Why are you like this!" As soon as he heard this, Jiao Xiangyang couldn't bear it anymore: "Our boss kindly asked you, how can you treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs......"

"Interesting...... Jun Wu said quietly.

"Alright." Fan Xiaofei interrupted the words of the two vice captains: "Since Mo Zhe is not worried, he is either arrogant or powerful, you two must not lose the face of the school training team." ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

Hearing the captain's words, Jiao and Jun suddenly became serious.

Seeing this, Mo Zhe's expression also became stern.

"Judging from the contact from the beginning, I thought that the people of the school training team were nothing more than that." As he warmed up, he pondered, "Now it seems that the rudeness at the beginning may well have been a temptation. If the discipline of the school discipline team has always been relatively good, the strength should not be underestimated.

According to the general people's long-distance running habits: the starting speed is average, slowly increasing in the middle, until maintaining a uniform speed at a higher speed, and then sprinting in the last few laps.

However, the school training team trains at high intensity every day, and the body's fatigue resistance in a short period of time is much higher than that of ordinary people. Chances are, the start of the race will be a mid-to-high speed, and the last few laps will be followed by a sprint.

Anyway, it doesn't feel like it's going to work. ”

Subconsciously, Mo Zhe looked up at the viewing platform, and at the back of the crowd, a girl stood silently, looking this way.

"Heh, I don't care about it, it's still extraordinary, and my heart is different." Mo Zhe muttered: "Xia Wan'an, what are you running away from......"

"Athletes in place!" There was a whistle, and the referee's loud voice sounded at the starting point.

"I said you, don't be too far behind." Squatting to start, Jiao Xiangyang next to him teased.

"I'd better keep that to yourself." Merzhe unceremoniously sarcastically returned.

"......"

"All in place," everyone looked at each other, and they all paid a high degree of concentration.

"Pre-~ Prepare-"

Bang!

White smoke rises, and figures are empty.

In an instant, eight people rushed forward like arrows off the string.

Whew......

"Boss, will this kid run away?" On the curve, Jiao Xiangyang asked Xiao Fanfei when he saw the stitches.

"During your run, don't talk." Captain Fan Xiaofei interrupted Jiao Xiangyang's words, "It seems that this time we were put together, reflect on it after the game, and now give me a serious finish to the game!" ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

From the very beginning, the trio decided to give Murzhe a dismount, completely ignoring the rhythm of the body's adaptation during training. As soon as he finished the first lap, he started to accelerate, trying to throw it behind him. It's just that Mo Zhe's strength is far beyond the expectations of the three of them.

Mo Zhe's performance was not shocking, but he remained firmly at a position of about 10 meters behind the three of them, Fan Xiaofei also discovered this, and speculated that Mo Zhe still had spare strength. It's just that the game has come to this point, and I can only grit my teeth and persevere.

As a result, there was such a situation on the field: the captain and vice-captain of the school training team led in front; Mo Zhe followed closely behind, and the other four were also dragged into this fast-paced game, hanging half-dead in the back, and seemed to be out of shape.

"Murze—"

"Come on!"

"Murze—"

"Come on!"

……

In the junior high school class, Mozhe's fan team is cheering hard. The students in other classes, seeing that someone had forced the school training team to this point for the first time, cheered more and more excitedly and high-pitched.

Soon, as time went on, there was still the last kilometer left in the race.

"Boss, what should I do?" Seeing that Mo Zhe behind him was still as calm as ever, following unhurriedly, Jiao Xiangyang obviously had no idea.

"Calm down, it is impossible for someone to be able to exercise at such a high intensity for a long time without training, and stick to it!" Fan Xiaofei encouraged.

In fact, Mo Zhe at this time was also very uncomfortable.

The initial strategy was to follow the trio closely, intending to sprint again until the final two laps. It's just that the three people in front of him ran wildly at the beginning, which also disrupted Mo Zhe's rhythm fiercely.

The temples throb abruptly; The heart is also overloaded, as if it is in danger of popping out at any time; cold hands, elbows, arms; It was as if a stone was pressing down on his chest, and he was out of breath; The legs seemed to be filled with lead, and they were so heavy that people didn't want to lift them forward......

Of course, it has come to this point, and Mo Zhe is still struggling to hold on.

"Xia Wan'an! I want to win! ”

Faith, eternal faith sprouts and takes root and grows in the heart;

Courage, the fearlessness of wanting to get results at all costs;

Now these two have become the only motivation for Mozhe to insist.

Five, four, three, two......

The distance between Mo Zhe and the three of them is getting closer and closer......

"Boss......" Jiao Xiangyang's voice sounded very difficult: "It's not a way to go on like this, you run first, Jun Wu and I will help him relieve the pressure in the back......"

"Yes," Jun Wu echoed, "he must not be allowed to take the first ......"

At this time, the physical strength of the four has reached the limit, and whoever sprints first may win the championship.

"Okay, you two are also ready to sprint......" After Fan Xiaofei finished speaking, he accelerated his pace, using his calves and thighs to exert force alternately, and the frequency of striding and closing was significantly accelerated.

"It's us next...... Jiao Xiangyang smiled bitterly, "Mo Zhe is really powerful, and he is impeccable." ”

"Yes," Jun Wu also looked quite helpless: "Right now, others are catching up......"

Then, all three entered the sprint.

"Murphy! Come on! ”

"Murphy! Come on! ”

Mo Zhe's fan team is all leaning forward, and in another sense, Mo Zhe represents the first victory of their ordinary students over the school motto team, how can this not be exciting?

"Fan Xiaofei! Come on! ”

"School Motto! Come on! ”

The classmates who supported the school motto team, seeing so many people supporting Mo Zhe, were not to be outdone, and shouted desperately with their voices raised.

“……”

At this time, almost all the students of the school participated in the shouting of this game.

Last lap, 100 meters, 50 ten meters, 20 ten meters, 5 meters......

Finally, after Fan Xiaofei crossed the finish line, Mo Zhe surpassed Jiao and Jun.

"Mo Zhe, come on!" Xia Wan'an said silently in her heart, she didn't even notice herself, and her clenched hands were already sweating slightly.

3m, 2m, 1m......

"Boss, you can't blame us, this man is too strong......"

Watching Mo Zhe cross the finish line a second before him, Jiao and Jun both cried and mourned, and their faces were loveless.

"Oooh!" The whole school was boiling.

"Hoo~, hoo~" Subsequently, the other members of the participating team also rushed to the finish line one after another.

"Brother Mo, you are so strong!" With the support of other logistics team members, Jiao Xiangyang came to Mo Zhe's side and praised him sincerely.

"You're not bad." At this time, Mo Zhe was also supported by his classmates, but his face lost the coldness he had before.

"Okay, let's think about how to punish the teacher of the sports training team." Captain Fan Xiaofei ruthlessly poured a basin of cold water.

"Hehe......" Thinking of the strict physical training techniques of the teachers of the school motto team, the members of the school motto team were all wilted.

Hmph, it's all to blame for Mo Zhe, what are you doing running so fast! Excessively!