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In the aisle, the second middle school was a little confused.

All of them are not afraid of running, even if they practice high jump and long jump, when there are no accidents, they have to run ten kilometers every day......

And that's just the foundation.

This figure may seem incredible to outsiders, but it is a fact.

Because whether it is morning or afternoon, every training session is to warm up first, and this warm-up is running.

No. 2 Middle School is also a veteran school, and it has a standard playground, but it doesn't need to borrow other places or schools, so it is eight laps in the morning, eight laps in the afternoon, and these sixteen laps are seven or eight kilometers down, and then whether it is high jump or long jump, it will help to run, although each run is only one or twenty meters, and it can't be stopped many times - which training should not jump dozens of times? And that's not even counting the round-trip runs, variable speed runs, and even back-kicks, high leg raises, strides, and other fancy runs during training......

From this point of view, it is actually somewhat untenable for other schools to complain about unfair competition in No. 2 Middle School, because people do sweat so much, although their original purpose is not for football.

But 80 laps is a lot for athletes outside of long-distance running, and it's also a lot for athletes who aim for the ultra-long distance.

Even athletes who run 3,000 rarely train more than 30 kilometers at a time.

After all, people's physical strength is limited, even well-trained athletes, can not run like this regularly - of course they have more running, but they will not only practice running alone, as long as a little bit of the physical education teacher of the previous era, will add anaerobic to the training. So the number of 80 laps is the same shock for them.

For a while, everyone was a little speechless.

Someone is going to run eighty laps for them!

Someone thinks so highly of them!

The teenagers standing in the aisle all had an indescribable feeling.

It's moving, it's exciting, it's shame, it's anger!

Therefore, when Tie Zhong came over, he found that the atmosphere was not too right, they looked at each other, and Li Zhiyuan pushed Cao Moran up: "Old Cao, what do you say?" ”

Cao Moran glanced at him: "What do you say." ”

"This face!"

Cao Moran didn't say anything, and Li Zhiyuan pushed him up again: "Talk about it, talk about it." ”

As he spoke, he pushed Cao Moran helplessly, and wanted to punch him in the face, but after looking at the second middle school, he felt that he still covered up this ugly, so he gritted his teeth and said, "You still need me to say?" ”

"This ...... Actually, no, but don't I want to hear about it? ”

……

"I don't think it's right." It was the season that spoke, he rarely commented on his opponent so much, and as soon as he opened his mouth at this time, it attracted everyone's attention, and suddenly everyone's eyes shifted, Li Zhiyuan said, "Ziqi, what do you think?" ”

Shi Season scratched his head: "It's hard to say, but I don't think it's too right." ”

"How could it be wrong?" Li Zhiyuan clapped his hands, "This is simply too right!" Think about it, did the comrades in the second half have a chance? Of course not! But at that time, they hadn't come back to their senses yet, and after the rest and calmness just now, they also understood! Yes, the physical strength of the second middle school is good, but no matter how good the physical strength is, it is useless if you can't touch the ball! Ouch! ”

The latter was because he couldn't help but raise his voice, and was beaten by Cao Moran, he raised his head aggrievedly, and was suppressed by Cao Moran's gaze.

Shi Ling blinked and didn't speak, Qi Zhenyun pursed his mouth: "I don't think it's right either." ”

"The Great Sage—"

"Second Middle School, come on!"

Li Zhiyuan wanted to say something, Geng Zhongming over there suddenly shouted, which scared Li Zhiyuan so much that he almost screamed out, but before he could speak, Geng Zhongming came over there again: "Second Middle School, come on!" ”

"Come on!" Someone from the second middle school shouted after him.

"Second Middle School, come on!" Geng Zhongming said again.

"Come on!" More people shouted.

"Second Middle School, come on!" Geng Zhongming was almost roaring.

"Come on!" Everyone was shouting.

"Come on! Come on! Come on! ”

Someone shouted loudly, but still shouted with all their faces, they stared, their faces red, their teeth gritted, the iron in the middle, the quiet hesitation and dazed watch, now without anyone to say, they could feel that the form was wrong.

The other party had a strong momentum rushing towards them, and they suddenly became a little afraid......

"That doesn't seem right."

"It really doesn't seem right......

"Is it still possible for the second middle school to turn around?"

"Don't be afraid, we are in season."

"But the physical strength of the season ......"

Although they still have an advantage, although they also feel that they are unlikely to lose, but the long-term impression of the second middle school and the momentum at this time still make Tie Zhong think about it a lot, although their reason tells them that it is not good to think so, but those thoughts continue to rise up. Gao Han frowned, wanting to speak out, but someone was one step ahead of him.

"Tiezhong, come on!" It was Fan Cheng who spoke, and when everyone turned their heads, they saw him staring, and his face was also hideous.

“…… Come on! "Although everyone knows to shout momentum, I don't know how, the voice is a little subtle.

"Tiezhong, come on!" Fan Cheng's voice became louder and louder.

"Come on!" This time no one hesitated.

"Tiezhong, come on!" Fan Cheng shouted out for the third time, his voice was already a little hoarse, and the feeling in the iron was finally mobilized, and they shouted in unison, "Come on!" ”

"Come on! Come on! Come on! ”

"Can't lose, never lose! Someone made a bet for eighty laps for them! Someone has such trust in them! Someone has a lot of faith in them! Why should they lose? Is there a gap? Really, there is a technical gap between them and the twenty-third middle school! But is this gap necessarily unbridgeable? They used to be, and this time, too! ”

That's the idea of the second middle school.

"Can't lose! You can't afford to lose! Wan Wan is still in the hospital! What has Wanwan experienced over the years? What have you endured all these years? What has Wanwan paid over the years? To get them here, he had been patient in the last game; In order to let them get to this day, Wan Night, I broke my bones again! Yes, the two middle schools in front of them are very different, they are like beasts that have been provoked to be ferocious, as if they want to bite people, but, are they vegetarians? Do they have no minions? They already have a three-goal lead, so are they going to let the opposition turn the tables in this situation? How can it be! If that's the case, they'll run eighty laps with each other! ”

This is the idea of the top and bottom of the iron.

After the two sides shouted, they looked at each other with a hostile gaze, and in that eye, they were about to erupt fire, so the vast number of melon-eating people found that after the intermission, the two teams had more sparks.

"I'll go, they just now, did they fight?" Fan Sheng, who was eating dollhead ice cream, almost squirted out the ice slag that had not yet melted in his mouth. As the eighth middle school that has finished the game and has not achieved the ideal results, their current mentality is still good - after all, they have already realized before the comparison with the sixteenth middle school, and the reason why the current results are not ideal is nothing more than that they feel that the opponent they have encountered is not very good.

Take a look at the opponents they've faced since they made it to the knockout rounds – either 16 or 16!

The sixteenth middle school is not to say, the iron is ...... Tiezhong, who was supposed to despise, turned out to be the sixteenth middle school!

If they can meet the twenty-third middle school, the second middle school, maybe ...... Now it's down there!

Although this idea is a bit too obvious, and in fact this result is good enough for the eighth high school - when they reached the semi-finals, their principals came forward to comfort them!

For the first time, they learned what it means to care for school leaders!

They are already the dark horses of this year, but they have drawn with the iron in the middle, and they will inevitably think about it more.

Of course, the scope of thinking more is basically YY, and this regret will not make them really unacceptable, this is like a student, who has been around thirty or forty in the past, and then suddenly entered the top ten in the class, although it will be regretted that he did not enter the top three or even the first, but in fact, he is already very excited. So when they formed a group to watch the game between Tiezhong and No. 2 Middle School, it was quite comfortable.

Although the sun is more dazzling, the temperature is higher, and there are more people, winning or losing is not important to them anyway, so the mentality is more stable.

In an hour, Fan Sheng killed two doll heads and three bottles of ice Coke by himself, and the third doll head in his hand was also the last one - he had no money, if he ate it again, he would only have to find a teammate to make a match, this doll head was precious, but he almost threw it out with trembling hands.

"The momentum is different." He Li also nodded.

"There's a good show down there."

"I can't think of it!"

The people were relaxed and comfortable, they didn't know that in the other direction, no one had notified them, but their coach, Coach Wang, his face sank, such momentum, such combat effectiveness......

They ...... next year

He took a deep breath, and there was a strong fire in his dark eyes!

Come and fight, next year, they, him, and his team will be stronger!

Coach Wang is still standing here, and over there, Tie Zhong and No. 2 Middle School have already collided fiercely.

By the time he came out of the locker room, Tiezhong had already reached a unity of thought - defense!

The second middle school technology is a scum, as long as they are iron-hearted in defense, how can they drag the next forty minutes over, but stimulated by the second middle school, they unconsciously attacked, so in the first five minutes of the second half, everyone only saw the ball full of circles.

The ball was on the side of the second middle school first, they wanted to attack at the beginning, but before they could attack it, they were cut off by Qi Zhenyun, but as soon as Qi Zhenyun got the ball, he didn't wait for it to be passed out, and he was caught by the second middle school, he only passed the ball back hastily, but it was intercepted by the second middle school on the way, and the second middle school thought it was a good opportunity to continue to attack, but was blocked back by Yang Mingming neatly, for this reason, Yang Mingming also took a warning......

The second middle school attacked again, and was stopped by the iron again, this time Fan Cheng made a long pass, and the ball reached the feet of the season, here, there was a wave of climax!

Both the second middle school and the iron middle school stood up, especially the iron middle school, which made outsiders a little unbearable to hear: "Shoot!" Shot! Shot! ”

"Goal! Goal! Goal! ”

……

At that time, there were at least fifteen meters away from the forbidden area!

The second middle school was complaining over there and wanted to vomit blood, and at this time he could only shout defense!

In short, you attack and defend, and the people watching are dazzled, and the live broadcasts of both sides have also stabilized their own traffic!

"With this result, I can run 40/80 laps!"

The hosts of both sides, at this moment, actually thought of a ......

Well, the hosts have a feeling of dying without regrets, but the two teachers Fu Zi and Mao Hua are a little unpleasant, their grades are good, the cheerleaders are also outstanding, the two teachers are very comfortable in their hearts, they are not good at smoking secretly behind people's backs, so they got a drink, Mao Hua drank ice water, Fu Zi drank Coke, although they were all cold, they also cooled down, but the feeling of drinking in the mouth was different.

From the point of view of quenching thirst, of course, ice water is better, but it is not too tasty, Mao Hua took a few sips, and then said to Fu Zi: "It's not good to drink too much of this thing, you better take it easy." ”

Fu Zi smiled faintly, and Mao Hua said: "Don't take it seriously, look at those who have high blood lipids, high blood sugar and high blood pressure now." ”

Fu Zi patted him on the shoulder, and Mao Hua said, "This disease is now regardless of age." ”

"Do you have one?"

Mao Hua was stunned: "Of course I don't have it, I pay so much attention!" ”

As he spoke, he shook the ice water in his hand, and a few points of the cool water splashed on Fu Zi's body, he wiped his face and nodded: "That's good." ”

“…… Teacher Fu, you can't help but pay attention, you are more ...... than me It's about the same as me. ”

"It's different."

"Hey, why is it different?"

"Of course it's different."

Mao Hua looked at him, waiting for his answer, Fu Zi smiled slightly: "I exercise." ”

……

"I used to have all those problems like you said, and fatty liver, but now, they are gone." He highlighted all the characters.

……

"I want to drink Coke now, drink Coke, drink Sprite, drink Sprite, even drink red wine, I want some sweet water."

……

"Teacher Mao, exercise, after exercising, you can eat what you want, drink what you want, do what you want, and do anything!"

Fu Zi said, twisting his waist, Mao Hua looked at him, and there was only one thought in his heart - how could he smash this shameless thing down? Wait online, it's in a hurry!