Chapter 243: The Group of Death

In fact, most of the other students in the class also came for Zhang Yanjie, and by the way, they saw how Yang Qian abused everyone on the field, as for Su Mian, it was not considered by everyone at all.

Su Mian continued to prepare for the activities, but her eyes kept staring at a few people in Zhang Yanjie's group, Zhang Yanjie was lucky this time, and he was actually assigned to a group with Yang Qian.

In the preliminaries, everyone in this group is definitely a lot higher than the other groups. Not surprisingly, Zhang Yanjie will definitely be able to enter the finals, which is why Guo Lei and they are so optimistic about Zhang Yanjie.

Bang!

As the guns rang out for the game, 8 people rushed out like arrows off the string.

The target of Su Mian's observation is Yang Qian, so many years have passed in her previous life, and her memory of Yang Qian is just a name.

To Su Mian's surprise, Yang Qian did not use all her strength, and aimed at the people behind her while running, and always maintained a distance of 10 meters from the second place.

That's a bit of a point.

But Zhang Yanjie fought hard and finally broke through the line third.

"Zhang Yanjie should be able to reach the finals." Guo Lei was a little excited, and when Zhang Yanjie walked back, her classmates also gave her applause.

When Zhang Yanjie walked past Su Mian, he said to her, "Run hard, don't count to the bottom." ”

Oh, he actually smashed Guo Lei's words to her again, Su Mian twisted her waist, "I'm worried that you're okay, you think you're in a group with Yang Qian, and your results in this group are good?" Yang Qian didn't tell you, didn't she use all her strength? ”

How could Zhang Yanjie have the energy to pay attention to this when he ran, listening to Su Mian say this, and then thinking about it, although Yang Qian was the first just now, she really didn't put the second place, or even how much she fell behind.

Zhang Yanjie pretended not to understand, "I don't understand what you're talking about?" ”

"I see you in the finals!"

"That's better than you, the group of death in a while, you can run along!" Zhang Yanjie was so angry that she couldn't wait to scratch Hua Sumian's face, she actually saw that Yang Qian didn't use all her strength, when did she know how to dash so well?

"It's not certain who will kill the deer!" After Su Mian finished speaking, she left, and the radio had already sounded, urging her to go to the check-in office to check in.

Indeed, Su Mian was assigned to the death group, it is said that this group of 7 people are all the best in the school's 200 meters, except for the first Yang Qian, who is not there, the rest of the two, three, four and five are in this group.

So the competition in this group is also very fierce, watching the excitement, the students who cheered in each class had already run to the side to surround it, but just now Yang Qian came on the field, and there were not so many spectators.

This is also the reason why Guo Lei and Hao Dongmin are not optimistic about Su Mian.

Su Mian was already a slow runner, and he was also assigned to the death group, and it was Su Mian's ability not to be the first.

A few people around him were gearing up and eager to try. Su Mian could see that these people were secretly competing, and no one wanted to lose to others in momentum.

Su Mian's worse luck was that she drew the outermost runway, she couldn't see her opponent for most of the lap, and when the opponent appeared, it would be too late to speed up.

Those seeds obviously didn't take Su Mian seriously, and even sneered, which class was sent to the beauty pageant? That long-legged and thin bamboo pole can run and sprint?

So naturally I didn't take Su Mian in my eyes.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and 8 people rushed out. Su Mian ran in front, she couldn't see how others ran at all, she could only follow her own speed. Running and running, only to find that the people behind were catching up one by one, Su Mian realized that her speed just now seemed to be a little slow, but it was too late.