Early morning on June 7th.

There are a total of 360 students in this class of Qimeng Middle School, of which 338 have applied for the Sailing School.

However, the cruel thing is that there are only 18 places for the Enlightenment Middle School to be promoted to the Sailing School.

Those who do not score in the top 20% of the cultural and physical education tests on the first day will lose their qualifications from this moment and will be transferred to other schools.

The list of additional tests is posted next to the school gate.

At the same time, 300 students ruined their dreams.

There are 38 students left.

The next test must be even more brutal.

"Whew......" Zhang Chengyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He is currently ranked 16th in two subjects.

In other words, if he can reach the level of the first two subjects in the next two additional subjects, he will be eligible to enter the Sailing School.

"Second?" Ruan Xiyue couldn't believe the rankings she saw. Her weighted scores in the first two subjects were only second.

In Enlightenment Middle School, she ranked second, who would dare to be first?

"Could it be the dark horse?" His eyes quickly focused on the name of the first person, and he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

Not the dark horse.

This means that there are others who are better than her in certain projects.

"Situ Shan", Ruan Xiyue read the name of the first place, and was extremely surprised in her heart.

This person is Ruan Xiyue's classmate, a very inconspicuous little girl, usually silent, never dresses up, and usually doesn't see how good her grades are when she mocks exams. But the big list clearly says "No. 1: Situ Shan"

"Surprised, huh?" Ruan Xiyue turned around suddenly, and it was yesterday's dark horse - Chen Jiatong who was talking to her.

Chen Jiatong seemed to see Ruan Xiyue's thoughts, and deliberately said with a wicked smile: "Has no one taught you to keep a low profile and hide your strength?" ”

Ruan Xiyue's self-esteem was hurt, but she pretended not to change her face, and half-jokingly shot back: "Do you have the qualifications for the additional test?" Why didn't I find your name? ”

Chen Jiatong stretched out his index finger and pressed it on his name, which was temporarily ranked eighth, and then moved it up little by little.

Chen Jiatong smiled confidently: "You haven't forgotten yesterday's 4,000-meter run, have you?" There are two more exams, so you have to do your best! ”

Dialogue between women is always more complicated than between men.

Even if it's two teenage girls.

"Twenty-five". Wei Hengyi looked at his ranking, and he was neither embarrassed nor happy.

Other people's children spend such moments in the company of their parents.

And he's alone.

Wu Hao ranked fourth, Guo Siqing 12, Jiang Wenyu 15, Leng Changhe 27, Zhu Tiancao 31, Sun Pengcheng 35, Zheng Changlong 38. The overall results of the children in the Excellence Alliance are not bad, and it is optimistic that most of the students are still eligible to take the additional test after at least the first two rounds of exams. Only Zhang Luoqi left before others.

There were no cheers, no sighs, no time to think, and at the same time as the list of additional tests was announced, the kickboxing test officially began, and the judging teachers scored and assessed the fighting level of each student.

Unlike the sports test, the combat test does not distinguish between men and women.

It's not fair.

But

The world itself is unfair.

A child, born in the city of Luqi, means that God has abandoned you.

In the gymnasium, the five-meter-square ring witnessed the turning point of the fate of this group of children.

"Xixi relax, Daddy believes in you!" Under the ring, Ruan Xiyue's father, the president of Lanqi University, personally came to accompany his daughter to take the exam, and while he helped his daughter massage her limbs, he encouraged, "With Dad here, don't be afraid of anything!" ”

Ruan Xiyue nodded, she believed that her father really loved her, but there were some estrangements between her and her father that could not be erased. Ruan Xiyue looked at the two people in the ring intently.

In the kickboxing division, one of the top 19 fighters is randomly selected from the bottom 19 to be the opponent.

Situ Shan's first two exams ranked first comprehensively, so she drew people first in the fighting exam.

Ruan Xiyue said silently: "Situ Shan is really unlucky, she lost this time!" ”

Ruan Xiyue dared to assert this because the person standing opposite Situ Shan in the ring was a boy, and it was a boy with a fairly strong body - Wei Hengyi.

Scene 1: Situ Shan vs Wei Hengyi

According to the requirements of the competition, both sides wear sneakers to enter.

"I protest, I don't hit girls!" Wei Hengyi shouted to the judges and teachers, his face expressionless.

Situ Shan watched the protest of this boy with clear muscular lines, and a warm current surged in his heart.

"Protests don't work, that's how the rules are, and that's how I passed last year. I would like to emphasize that it is not necessary that the losing side in a fighting match will give a bad score, if two people show their respective skill skills in the fight, the score can be very high. The Fighting Exam is designed to test students' fighting skills. The judges obviously also admired Wei Hengyi's child, and explained softly.

"Thank you, classmate!" Situ Shan said in a calm tone, "But don't underestimate the enemy, I'm not so easy to win!" ”

Wei Hengyi still had no expression on his face, silently walked to the middle of the ring, and saluted Situ Shan, even if the free fighting officially began.

Ten minutes.

"Hah!"

While shouting, Situ Shan took his left leg as the axis and kicked his right leg with a whip leg to provoke a fight.

However, the difference in strength between the two may really be too big.

Wei Hengyi stretched out his left hand to block and steadily blocked the attack.

"Hah!" , Situ Shan's right leg kicked sideways, but it was still firmly blocked.

Wei Hengyi frowned, his eyes were a little distracted, he was the kind of person who would never worry about girls, but now he had to care, which made him very embarrassed.

"You're too disrespectful to your opponent, aren't you?" Situ Shan said a little angrily.

Wei Hengyi came to his senses, looked directly at Situ Shan, and said with a little apology: "You fight first, show your fighting skills, if I want to shoot now, you will have no results." I'm pointing to the fight, and if I make a move, I won't give you any room to fight back. ”

Situ Shan originally felt that the other party had a gentlemanly demeanor and had a good impression of this boy, but now he found that the other party looked down on girls, so he no longer spared no effort and attacked with all his might.

Whip kicks, side kicks, hook kicks, down splits, straight punches, hook punches, elbow strikes, ...... Situ Shan hit with all his strength, but his strength was too far behind after all, Wei Heyi always blocked with his hands, and did not retreat at all.

The pace of free fighting is very important, whether it is offensive or defensive, the flexible movement of the front and rear feet can adjust the center of gravity and have combat effectiveness. Just like a snake's attack weapon is its fangs, but a snake with only fangs that cannot bend its body is unlikely to survive.

But Wei Hengyi's feet landed solidly in the ring, and he didn't use the soles of his feet to support the center at all, and in this case, any of Situ Shan's attacks failed to make him move even a single step.

However, what really shocked Situ Shan's confidence was Wei Hengyi's face. A melancholy, expressionless face. With such an indifferent face, it was as if he didn't regard Situ Shan in front of him as an opponent at all.

Wei Hengyi's standing posture made Situ Shan's heart feel cold, and his legs began to go numb. The energy in her body was being drained by the air of fear with every breath. After a minute, Situ Shan couldn't move anymore, and began to slide sideways and gradually retreat to the side, widening the distance, panting and resting.

"Almost" Wei Hengyi said as he suddenly walked towards Situ Shan.

Situ Shan chuckled in her heart, Wei Hengyi's words seemed to be announcing his death sentence.

Situ Shan's right hand swung out with a straight fist, wanting to stop Wei Heyi's advance attack with a false shake.

Wei Hengyi twisted his waist, turned his head sideways suddenly, took a step forward, grabbed Situ Shan's right arm with his left hand, turned around, hugged the back of Situ Shan's neck with his right hand, his center of gravity sank, his crotch exerted force, and he shook it suddenly.

The process of Wei Heyi's move took less than two seconds, but this fighting test was over.

A perfect over-the-shoulder fall was accompanied by a miserable scream, and Situ Shan was thrown to the ground hard, his expression distorted by pain.

Maybe it was because he was young and didn't know how to control his strength, Wei Hengyi found that he was using too much force, but he regretted it too late.

"I'm sorry!" Wei Hengyi squatted down, showing an expression on his face for the first time. That kind of panicked expression like waking up from a dream.

Situ Shan's face was flushed with pain, tears flowed uncontrollably, and a groan of severe pain came out of his throat.

Wei Hengyi was suddenly pushed away violently.

An old man with gray sideburns rushed into the ring, held Situ Shan's hand, glared at Wei Hengyi, and turned to look at the child lying on the ground, shedding distressed tears.

"Shan'er, don't scare grandpa, let's not compare, let's not compare!"

Then the medical staff rushed to the ring, carried Situ Shan on a stretcher, and hurriedly stepped off the stage.

Wei Hengyi stood in the ring stupidly, and there was actually liquid overflowing from his tear ducts.

After all, he was only sixteen years old.

A teacher came to the stage, grabbed Wei Hengyi, persuaded him, and took him out of the ring.

They were all fifteen or sixteen-year-olds, but they fought as brutally as any ring match.

But unlike any form of ring match in history, there will be no audience applauding or cheering.

Because it's not your child who is hurt, it's my child.

It's all because the number of places in the school is so cruel.

When it was Ruan Xiyue's turn to draw lots, her hands began to tremble a little, and Chen Jiatong's words began to echo in her ears: "Not everyone is as flamboyant as you, didn't your parents teach you to hide your strength?" ”

After watching the first fight, she was indeed a little frightened, and she even began to wonder if she would be hurt so badly that her father took her out of the ring.

With his eyes closed, he drew out his name tag tremblingly, and then slowly opened his eyes, as if he was afraid of being stabbed by the bright light.

The words on the name tag met her eyes, and she breathed a long sigh of relief, and the heart that had been mentioned in her throat and eyes finally fell back to its original position. She took a relaxed step and handed the name tag to the hands of the judges.