In different areas of the stadium, a variety of different sports events were being held, and the students of the 1207 class gathered around both sides of the 800-meter track, cheering for Xie Lingxuan and Su Fengchen in full swing.

In the previous 1207 class, because of the poor grades, the class style was looked down upon, under the leadership of Shu Ange, everyone twisted into a rope, united and forge ahead, positive, the atmosphere has improved, and the collective sense of honor has also been enhanced.

In the tense progress of the long-distance running, Su Fengchen was slower, gritted his teeth and rushed forward, still falling behind little by little.

Xie Lingxuan looked much more relaxed than Su Fengchen, and he still had time to look around on the track to find Shu Ange's figure and wave his hand to her.

Shu Ange waved the small red flag, and while the people around him were not paying attention, he gave Xie Lingxuan a heart.

Seeing his sassy and heroic posture running on the track, Shu Ange remembered the difficulty when she persuaded Xie Lingxuan to participate in the 5,000-meter run.

Everyone in the class signed up for the event, but the women's 3,000 and men's 5,000 meters were empty. Because in addition to sports talents, long-distance running is a very difficult challenge for these pampered urban children.

Xie Lingxuan is a very good long-distance runner, but he was reluctant to join in the excitement at first, and bluntly said that running in front of so many people looked stupid like a gorilla.

Shu Ange really couldn't refute this, after all, if Xie Lingxuan participated, there would be many girls gathered around to cheer him on.

In order to persuade Xie Lingxuan, Shu Ange agreed, as long as he was willing to participate in the competition, and after the sports meeting, she was willing to agree to a request to him.

"Come on! Xie Lingxuan, come on! ”

"Class 1207 Su Fengchen, come on!"

The cheers were continuous, and Shu Ange also shouted with everyone.

By the time the game was one-third of the way, more than 20 athletes were roughly divided into three echelons.

Xie Lingxuan and several stronger athletes were equal in speed, and the distance was always kept within 20 meters, while the rest followed sporadically.

Su Fengchen ran in about the fifth-to-last position, and every time he passed by the 1207 class, he had to grin and wave to him.

Compared with Su Fengchen, Xie Lingxuan paid more attention to his image, and in the face of everyone's enthusiastic shouts, he just nodded at everyone and continued to rush forward with all his strength.

After Xie Lingxuan passed by him, Shu Ange left the class and walked towards the radio station.

During the competition, each class can take turns to cheer for the athletes in their class at the radio station.

"No regrets on the road of youth, Su Fengchen and Xie Lingxuan of Class 1207, please sweat your enthusiasm!"

Very official encouragement, after Shu Ange finished speaking, he left the rostrum.

Rao is competition was nervous, Xie Lingxuan still keenly recognized Shu Ange's voice, glanced at her position, and quickened the pace of the sprint.

The wind was whistling in Su Fengchen's ears, his heartbeat was accelerating, and after hearing Shu Ange's encouragement, he seemed to have eaten ginseng fruit, and the whole person suddenly came to his senses, and his thighs like lead were filled with a little more strength.

"Goddess, I'll do my best!"

Su Fengchen silently cheered for himself, and after a hard pursuit, he finally took the lead by two positions.

The game entered the second half, in order to recharge his energy for the final sprint, Xie Lingxuan deliberately slowed down and ranked fifth.

The students of the 1207 class saw that Xie Lingxuan, who had always been far ahead, fell behind, and they all lifted their hearts one by one.

You can't just lose, right? Everyone was full of confidence in Xie Lingxuan, and always thought that he could win the men's 5,000-meter running championship.

As time went on, the distance between Xie Lingxuan and the runner in front of him became wider and larger, and in the future, he was nearly 200 meters behind the leading runner.

It has been seven laps, and there are still eight hundred meters left, everyone is staring with bated breath, nervously cheering for Xie Lingxuan.

In order to cheer up Xie Lingxuan, Shu Ange simply ran with Xie Lingxuan on the side of the runway, and there were many people who ran with her, but few could keep up with her speed.

"Ling Xuan, come on! If you win the championship, please eat hot pot! ”

With Shu Ange's encouragement, Xie Lingxuan began to accelerate, he buried his head and began to charge, and his speed exploded unprecedentedly.

One, two, three......

Xie Lingxuan was like a hurricane, overtaking the leading athletes one by one.

At this time, the second person is 50 meters away from him, and the first place is almost 100 meters away from him.

Xie Lingxuan, who was soaked in sweat, was like a leopard, and began to fly almost without touching his feet, but in a few seconds, the gap between him and the second place was narrowed to less than 5 meters.

The second place seemed to sense something and began to accelerate, but the distance between Xie Lingxuan and him was still shrinking.

After forcibly sprinting for a while, the second place finally resigned himself to slowing down and watched Xie Lingxuan rush over.

There was only one person left, and everyone in the 1207 class was cheering and clapping their hands to cheer him on.

The athlete who is now in the first position is tall and athletic, he is a sports student, he trained in the provincial team for a while, and only quit after the second year of high school in order to concentrate on his studies.

It was a little difficult for Xie Lingxuan to overtake him, and when he accelerated, the first place also accelerated, like a car driving at full power, tirelessly.

The speed of the first place is not much worse than Xie Lingxuan, and counting the gap between the two, he has a tendency to lead to the end.

"Ling Xuan, come on, rush forward, I believe you can!"

Shu Ange ran quickly beside the track, cheering for Xie Lingxuan in the wind.

The distance between the two narrowed little by little, 40 meters, 30 meters, 25 meters, 20 meters......

Xie Lingxuan could even see the shoelaces that flicked in the first place and the logo of the white shirt, but there were only 150 left before the finish line.

The number plate behind the first place in the white jersey is number 13, and he is a member of the 1203 class.

Xie Lingxuan began to accelerate with all his strength at all costs, the speed of his heartbeat reached the limit, and the blue sweatshirt was completely soaked with sweat.

Xie Lingxuan's speed has reached a higher level!

The distance between the blue and white winds shortened rapidly, and when they were only a dozen meters away from the finish line, the two finally began to move together.

Panting heavily, his face was red and seemed to be bleeding at any time, and panic appeared in his eyes for the first time.

The emotions on the field were ignited instantly, not to mention the 1207 class and the 1203 class where the white-clothed athletes were located, and even the people from the outer class jumped up from their seats, staring at the players with all their eyes, not daring to miss every detail.

Xie Lingxuan finally surpassed No. 13 by one position, just five meters away from the finish line.

No. 13 kept gritting his teeth and trying to speed up again, but Xie Lingxuan always surpassed him, which made his heart start to hurt with excitement.

Closer, he was finally only half a shoulder away from Xie Lingxuan.

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