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A slightly cold voice came out calmly from the radio speaker, Shen Mochen's speech was short and powerful, and before everyone could come to their senses, he had already finished his speech and walked off the rostrum.

"Cool!" Ye Qiu gave a thumbs up to Peach.

After the speeches of the athletes' representatives and the referees' representatives, the games finally kicked off.

Peach divides her cheerleaders into three groups and shuttles around the playing field, cheering on the surrounding field with pink miniskirts cheering for any event in which their class participates.

The students who participated in the competition because they couldn't bear the strange eyes of other class students, one by one, they worked hard, straightened their bodies, and took the competition very seriously.

Peaches sat on the parallel bars next to the playground, drinking mineral water comfortably, squinting a pair of moist eyes, looking at the cheerleaders shuttling around the competition field, hehe, I didn't expect their cheerleading team to be so powerful, not only refueling the students in their own class, but also deterring the students in other classes.

Feeling the gust of autumn wind, the warm autumn sun, the peach yawned for a long time, it was a pity not to go out to play in such a good weather.

Thinking like this, Peach's eyes glanced and suddenly saw Zhao Xue preparing to participate in the women's 200-meter sprint.

At that moment, his mind moved, jumped directly from the parallel bars, and went straight towards Zhao Xue.

Pushing aside the crowd, Peaches desperately squeezed to the edge of the runway, and saw Ye Qiu and Zhao Xue standing on the adjacent runway at a glance.

"Qiuqiu!! Come on!! Watch out for you!! Peaches waved the plush ball in her hand and shouted at Ye Qiu with an excited face.

Ye Qiu turned his head, looked at the peaches standing in the crowd, dressed in a very eye-catching pink color, couldn't help but smile, sent a flying kiss to the peach, and continued to do warm-up exercises.

"Xiaoxue, come on!!" After Peach cheered Ye Qiu up, he turned his head to Zhao Xue and waved at her.

"Got it!" Zhao Xue smiled and made an OK gesture towards Peach.

"Ready—ready—"

"Smack!"

The guns of the race rang out, and the girls participating in the 200-meter sprint rushed out with a "whoosh" like arrows off the string.

On the edge of the runway, there was an immediate sound of "Come on!" Come on! Shouts.

Seeing that Zhao Xue was leading all the way and was about to cross the finish line, but at the moment when he was about to touch the line, he stumbled and tripped to the ground.

The first place became Ye Qiu.

"Xiaoxue!! Are you okay!! Peaches watched Zhao Xue fall on the track, landing on one knee, and felt anxious for a while, in this kind of weather, the athletes are wearing shorts, and in order to run lightly, no one is wearing knee pads, at this moment, judging from the extent of her fall, the injury on the knee is definitely not light.

"Get out of the way!" A low voice sounded outside the runway, and Momoko turned around to find that it was Lingyun squeezing through the crowd and moving towards the runway.

In her impression, when she was just in the first year of junior high school, Ling Yun still had a crisp baby voice, and her height was about the same height as her and Zhao Xue, when did his voice become low?