Every winter, the school organizes a winter running competition, which used to be separated from men and women, but this year there is a hodgepodge, with 15 boys and girls in each class mixed 200-meter relay. For a science class, fifteen girls are equivalent to most of the girls playing.

Although my physique is average, I am not short in stature, and the length of my legs is okay, so I can barely hold out for a scene. Those who know me well know that I'm an explosive player, with no stamina, super no stamina. Every time I take an 800-meter physical test, I may be in the front of the front in the first 100 meters, and then someone catches up with me, and then I can still mix in the middle, and then I basically hang out behind the girls' team at the end. Therefore, every time I took the 800-meter test, the physical education teacher also said that my score in the 100-meter was not bad, and I barely gave a passing grade in the 800-meter test.

So 200 meters is really a palace test of my endurance.

The sports committee knew that I only had the stamina of 100 meters, but tried to convince me to go up. I really don't want to run, in fact, it doesn't matter if I'm tired, the main reason is that I'm afraid of dragging the class back, and this kind of face project will become the target of public criticism.

The sports committee looked embarrassed, "There are more than 20 girls in our class, you are not 1.7 meters tall, do you want to be weak and sick or 1.5 meters of girls to go up and run?" How can you still have a bit of explosiveness. In this way, I will arrange a middle position for you, if you pull it down, someone will catch up with you, you don't have a psychological burden. Li Hui Conglin also tried to persuade me on the side, I gritted my teeth and had a bad attack on their behavior, it was really typical to stand and talk without back pain, and it was not them who were holding back.

Under the persuasion of the sports committee members with emotion and reason, and under the spitting and dry lips of Li Hui and the two people in the jungle, I finally gave in.

In order to win this kind of collective competition, not only good technique but also strategy is important. In our class, there are a few fast boys in the front, two girls in the middle of every two boys in the back, and then the fast boys in the back sprint with all their might, I think this is a good strategy, and I don't have a lot of pressure in the middle.

But! On the day of the race, I observed and found that the running order of other classes was highly similar to ours, which was nothing more than a problem of how to concentrate the girls in the middle. I looked at the girls in the other classes who ran with me, most of them were wearing neat sportswear, and some even wore running shoes. Look at my school uniform, my equipment is less interesting than others. People's warm-up exercises are very professional, pulling legs, moving wrists, "crackling" sounds, every subtle sound, all shocked my heart and liver.

I also took off my coat and asked Feiyan to carry it for me. I also learn to lift my legs, lower my waist, and move my muscles and bones. After all, it's still cold when you take off your coat. If you don't move, you'll tremble!

Feiyan hurriedly put her clothes on me again, "It's your turn to be early!" It's cold, don't catch a cold."

I crossed my hands and tugged at my coat and jumped a few times, "It's okay, it's not cold when I move." Feiyan patted me, "Don't be nervous, what kind of run, so many people are participating" and winked at me.

At the beginning of the game, Li Hui was the first batter. Li Hui has been mixed in the basketball court and various sports meetings all year round, and is a standard athletic strong man. From the beginning of the race, Li Hui has been in the forefront, and his two long legs run like two wheels. In the first 200 meters, our class was third. In the second stick, our class caught up with the second. I jumped on the playground and shouted "Come on, come on" and almost lent my energy to others. I was shouting so hard that a big hand slapped me, "It's better to keep running like this." "I turned around and found Jungle standing behind me in a tracksuit.

"When are you going to run?"

Jungle touching nose "I'm behind you"

"Oh", I put my hands together "then please"

"Hmm," Jungle replied easily. Although I know that the jungle also plays basketball, I rarely see him participate in the sports meeting, and I really don't know what level he is running. That's all I had to say.