"Bang" a gunshot, a large group of people ran out,

The people of Class 8 slapped on the railing and shouted, "Where is the squad leader, where is the squad leader?" ”

Tang Qiao pointed to the leisurely person running at the end, "Where is it?"

Yu Yingying, "...... Monitor...... So laid-back,"

Zhou Moruo ran unhurriedly, and from time to time he glanced down at his sneakers, as if he suspected that he had not tied them just now, and he did not have the slightest sense of crisis of running in the penultimate place.

After the second lap, the people of Class 8 found that their class leader had become the penultimate and sighed.

Tang Qiao was eating potato chips and lying on the railing, "Yingying, how many laps are three thousand meters?" ”

Yu Yingying said while holding an umbrella for her, "Seven and a half circles,"

Tang Qiao glanced at the leisurely Zhou Moruo, turned his head and said, "It's still early, let's go back first, and then come back to celebrate Brother Jin later,"

After all, she has more important things to do.

Yu Yingying, "......"

What to celebrate?

Tang Qiao returned to his seat, first pretending to be a few standard and soulless cheering drafts from Baidu, then took out a piece of stationery, thought about it carefully, and began to write,

She thought like a spring, in one go, stopped her pen and looked at it, and smiled with satisfaction,

Yu Yingying came over curiously to take a look, and her eyes widened suddenly, "Ahaa...... Pretty you are ...... What is written?! ”

Tang Qiao glanced at her and sighed, "Don't get excited, I won't hide it from you now, anyway, this matter will be announced to the world in a while, it doesn't matter if you tell you,"

She cleared her throat, "That's right, it's what you saw and what you're making up in your head,"

Yu Yingying's eyes almost burst out, "Squad leader, and...... President? They ......"

Tang Qiao patted her on the shoulder and motioned her to bow her head, "Come here, I'll tell you about my specific plan......"

In the third circle, the people of Class 8 were lying on the railing with an umbrella on their cheeks, "The squad leader has become the third from the bottom, does she want to move forward steadily?" But it's only seven laps in total, and even if she maintains the speed of one lap over one person, she can only end up being seventh from the bottom,"

Another girl said, "It's not good to say that there are many countdowns, you can count them upright, and the class leader is counting first...... Ah, too many to count,"

The rain gradually became lighter, not as urgent as at first, and with the slower and slower speed of the 3,000-meter athletes, the atmosphere of the whole playground became inexplicably peaceful.

The people of Class 8 were lying on the railing and squinting, "Ah, I think I'm a little sleepy,", "I'm ...... too"

In the fourth lap, Zhou Moruo steadily surpassed the previous classmate and became the fourth from the bottom.

On the fifth lap, Zhou Moruo became the fifth from the bottom......

The person in Class 8 yawned and sighed, "It's amazing that the squad leader can maintain such a uniform speed, maybe there will be a miracle,"

As a result, as soon as his words fell, he saw Zhou Moruo rushing straight to the outermost circle where there was no one, and then rushed forward at a uniform speed, passed through the crowd in the blink of an eye, and ran to the front.

The people in Class 8 woke up from their sleep, "I! Go! Is the squad leader going to overtake?! ”

Everyone immediately came to their senses, and shouted at the top of their throats, "Squad leader! Come on! Come on! ”

Zhou Moruo ran half a lap quickly, the wind was blowing under her feet, her long hair was scattered with the wind, and her posture was like an antelope running on the grassland.

In the sixth lap, Zhou Moruo had already pulled away from the crowd......

Tang Qiao glanced at the situation on the playground, and took out his mobile phone to call, "Xie Chao, I have something to ask you for help,"

In the seventh lap, the people in the audience couldn't help but stand up, and half of the people in the eighth class almost leaned out of the railing, "The squad leader is going to sprint!" Come on, squad leader! ”

Zhou Moruo ran over without pressure, smiled and waved at everyone in Class 8, and then hit the red rope at the finish line.

She brushed her hair, bent over slightly to catch her breath, smiled again and raised her head, raised her legs and walked to Class 8,