Chapter 112: Perfect 33

"Duan Zhiwei, come on, Duan Zhiwei, you are the best!"

"Sun Hanshan, Sun Hanshan, Sun Hanshan......!"

Loud shouts rose into the sky, and the whole stadium endured for a long time.

Two hundred meters, one hundred meters, and the last fifty meters, the end is close at hand, Duan Zhiwei and Sun Hanshan are equal.

"I'm going to win, I'm going to win." Duan Zhiwei kept telling herself that her body was tired at the moment, and her will and spirit were indestructible.

"I can't afford to lose, I'm going to win the championship." Sun Hanshan only has the front in her eyes, the front is victory, the front is the champion, and the front is the glory that belongs to her.

Heaven and earth seemed to have lost all sound, Duan Zhiwei and Sun Hanshan were sweating like rain, and they could only hear their own rapid breathing and the sound of their hearts beating wildly.

10 meters, 9 meters, 8 meters...... Three, two, one, crossed the finish line.

"Win, win, I finally won." Duan Zhiwei won by a narrow margin over Sun Hanshan.

Sun Hanshan lay on the ground, crying, the ground quickly became wet, I don't know if it was her sweat or her tears.

"Zhiwei." Duan Zhiwei's friend ran over and helped Duan Zhiwei walk around.

"I won, I won." Duan Zhiwei's face was pale, and her eyes were shining.

"Zhiwei." Duan Zhiwei's friend looked strange and had something to say.

"You have something to say." Duan Zhiwei knew her friend's temperament, and she spoke in a hurry, there must be a reason for it.

"Zhiwei, you're number two." Duan Zhiwei's friend was concise and to the point.

"Second place? Impossible, I'm obviously one step faster than Sun Hanshan. Duan Zhiwei grabbed her friend's arm and cut the railroad to the end.

"You are one step faster than Sun Hanshan, but Du Jinran in the first class is faster than you." Duan Zhiwei's friend explained in detail that there were only 100 meters left in the race, and Du Jinran of the first class suddenly accelerated, and the speed was so fast that he overtook Duan Zhiwei in the blink of an eye.

Duan Zhiwei was shaking, her lips trembled, and tears fell down one by one.

Duan Zhiwei's friends were kind words and comforted, and the champion missed it, she knew the pain.

Sun Hanshan cried bitterly, Duan Zhiwei couldn't cry, and during this period, more and more competitors reached the finish line.

When all the runners reached the finish line, the school leaders announced the results of the race, Du Jinran, the first place in the women's 5,000-meter race, Duan Zhiwei in the second place, and Sun Hanshan in the third place.

On the podium, Jin Ran grew taller and could see far away, and the audience was overwhelmed.

After the award was over, Jinran couldn't wait to leave the school.

"Jinran, where are you going? We're going to party later to celebrate our big win. Jiang Feiming's eyebrows fluttered, triumphant.

In this sports meeting, the first class can be described as a big winner, with a total of more medals than the second class, and the first in the whole grade.

The head teacher of the first class was so happy that she immediately decided to prepare seven or eight examination papers for the first class of students as encouragement.

"I don't participate." Jin Ran waved his hand, left in style, and went home to take a hot bath.

A class of students looked at Jinran's chic back and were extremely pleased, this is their lonely and unsociable weirdo Du Jinran!

At home, Jin Ran had long wet hair.

"Wow!" Du Jinrui lay on the soft sofa and screamed at the expressionless Jinran.

"Wow whoa, whoa, whoa, whom, whoa Jin Ran gently pinched Du Jinrui's chubby face.

Du Jinrui pursed his mouth, raised his fleshy little hand, and slapped Jinran viciously, it didn't hurt or itch, but it was full of momentum, and the milk was fierce.

The corners of Jinran's lips couldn't help rising, and he pinched Du Jinran again, this time he had to inch in, and he wouldn't let go if he pinched it.