20 Victory belongs to us in the West Mountain!
There was a moment of silence on the rostrum.
In a trance, someone was the first to come back to his senses, with a stagnant expression of "who am I, where am I, what did I just hear", and lowered his head to pick up the steel cup.
When Xia Qing heard the word "Taoli", she felt that something was wrong, and shouted stiffly: "Brother Chi! Waitβ"
However, it was not possible to wait.
Even her "Brother Chi" was clearly put into the microphone.
Xia Qing has never been so suffocated in her life.
She slapped out the radio microphone with a trembling hand, and pressed the press release with another palm.
I didn't dare to let her Brother Chi take another look.
There was a flurry of chickens and dogs jumping on the rostrum, and the referee seat who was meeting at the end of the 100-meter line was in Dalian, and all the teachers and school leaders craned their necks to look at this side.
Xi Chi looked at Xia Qing, who was lying on the table with half of her body: "? β
"Brother Chi," Xia Qing struggled to speak, "What did you just do with the pen?" β
"Typos and revisions have been re-entered into the manuscript box, isn't this the rule in previous years?" Xi Chi said.
In order to make students more participatory, Shanhai No. 1 Middle School will keep more than a dozen newsletters from the manuscript box as documents and put them into the school history museum at the end of the sports meeting every year.
Xia Qing was dumbfounded, and grabbed the sinful note in her hand: "... Yes, yes, I'll do it. β
At this time, the new broadcaster that Nanshan was looking for came belatedly under the leadership of Li Shujing.
Xia Qing looked at him faintly.
Not even if it's five minutes early!
No matter who reads this "Tao Li", it is better than his brother Chi.
When Xi Chi saw someone coming, he got up from his position and glanced at Xia Qing symbolically: "Okay." β
"Okay," Xia Qing nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "Brother Chi worked hard!" β
Waiting for Xi Chi's figure to disappear on the rostrum, Xia Qing immediately turned her head to look at Li Shujing: "I don't know who wrote this kind of unobtrusive newsletter and sent it, it's just annoying!" In case the last one is accidentally included in the document, then do we still have Brother Chi's face? How could I possibly get it published! β
Immediately afterwards, the male announcer looked at the director of the office of the Xishan Student Union, who kept saying, "How could I let it pass", and threw the unobtrusive newsletter into the manuscript box.
Male announcer: "......"
Because of this "Tao Li" newsletter, a new position was born at the rostrum's radio station - reviewer.
Don't judge anything else, just look at the keywords, in addition to Taoli Buyan, there are a series of red words such as "Chi Li Steak Outside", "Eat Inside Steak Outside", "Lychee" and so on, but it is still impossible to prevent it.
The announcer looked at the latest one:
[Youth has no end, athletes, use your strength and spirit to open up a piece of heaven that belongs to you, I wish all the best in the Shanhai No. 1 Middle School Games, and I also wish all the seniors in the third year of high school to work hard in June next year and pick the fruits of victory! γ
Announcer: "......"
The broadcasting career has encountered unprecedented challenges.
The situation of "lychee" is extremely grim, it is simply pervasive and all-enabled, and it is extremely lawless.
The moment Xi Chi stepped off the rostrum, he felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in the playground.
That "no" reached its peak when he stopped in front of Jiang Li.
I don't know if it's his delusion, but I always feel that the surrounding sight is some... Fervent.
"Do you think it's a little weird?" Xi Chi frowned.
Jiang Li didn't answer directly, his eyes swept over the group of people in the stands intentionally or unintentionally, and after a pause for a few seconds, he retracted it carelessly, and said lightly: "Wait and go directly to the referee's seat, don't go to the stands." β
Xi Chi didn't know why: "What's wrong?" β
Xi Chi looked at Jiang Li with puzzlement in his eyes, and tilted his head slightly.
Jiang Li didn't say anything in the end, raised his hand and pressed his hat down, blocking a large number of eyes for him: "Noisy." β
Xi Chi: "? β
Jiang Li raised his hand, and the forum was more lively than the sports meeting that night.
The next day, everyone was squeezed dry by the forum, and now it was dark and green, not to mention cheering for the athletes, even sitting in the stands only had flesh and no soul.
Lao Wang was bald, ushering in so many students, and he was worried about fighting in every sports meeting, but this time he couldn't wait to "fight" directly.
Forget the opening ceremony, today the principal has just returned to school from teaching and research, and he is bound to let the students show the fullest mental state, so with an order, the sports inspirational song was replaced with a more passionate and high-burning war song.
However, the students of both colleges remained unmoved.
The joys and sorrows of the monsters are not the same, they only think that Lao Wang is noisy.
Until the afternoonβ
The principal appeared on the rostrum wearing the familiar Tai Chi suit and holding a familiar thermos cup.
After the principal made a speech according to the usual practice, he suddenly turned his head and asked the staff on the side: "What time does the afternoon competition end?" β
The staff looked at the schedule: "3:40." β
The headmaster nodded: "Then add a fun game, half past four." β
All the students in the stands who are ready to pinch the point and go to the cafeteria to cook: ???
Add only the fun game that you think is interesting, and put it directly at 4:30? Principal, are you polite?
The staff took the notes and asked them according to the pattern of the fun games in previous years: "Is it based on the class or the grade?" How many people should be sent to each class? β
But the principal said, "Not by class, not by grade." β
Staff: "? β
The headmaster put down his glass.
"By Academy."
The principal's voice was very soft, but it was like a thunderclap on the ground, which shocked the stands and the referee's stand to stop suddenly.
By Academy?
"Now that there is a new sports meeting, the rules of the student union not participating in the competition have also been changed, young people, run more," Principal Shi Shiran finished speaking, "There are additional props for other projects, don't be so troublesome, arrange a relay at half past four." β
"Take a whole number, 10 people, 10*200 relay of the student unions of Xishan and Nanshan."
Everyone stiffened their necks to look at the headmaster on the podium.
The Student Council of the Two Colleges?
Damn, it's not what they think, is it?
You call this kind of high-end bureau... Fun Race?!
The principal looked down at the student council members on either side of the podium.
"Jiang Li, Sang You, what do you think?"
The students of the two academies were no less surprised than the stands, and even Xi Chi was a little surprised.
Sang You was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he raised his hand and turned his neck around the back of his neck, and smiled extremely arrogantly: "Chairman Jiang University, what did the president say to you?" β
Chairman Jiang didn't say much, but raised his hand and took off the armband on the cuff that symbolized the staff.
The student unions of the two academies look at me, I look at you, and finally inexplicably but expectantly focused their attention on Secretary General Xishan.
Seventeen or eighteen years old, the age of burning at one o'clock.
Xi Chi looked down at the runway.
Relay.
I haven't run for many years, and 200 meters should be fine.
It's a bit of a hassle, but... It's not impossible.
Xi Chi raised his head, the tail of his eyes bent very lightly, and he also took off his armband: "Where to put it first?" β
Everyone in the student union was in a trance, in the past, every year at this time, when the shouts on the playground shook the sky, to say that they didn't want to participate, it was false, but the responsibility of the student union is to always have someone on duty.
But today, the armbands that symbolize the staff have been taken off, and they have been replaced by the desire to win and lose in the bones of the demon clan.
The three bigwigs nodded at the same time, and the student union had no choice but to follow "helplessly".
"Hey, the boss is nodding, what can we do."
"The king's order cannot be violated, and it cannot be violated."
"The first time I participated in the sports meeting, it should be the last time, I can't say it without taking the first place, right?"
"You're thinking beautifully."
Everyone in the stands stared closely at the two parties under the rostrum, and they knew that it should be done when the president of the Nanshan Student Union began to take off the armband, but it was still a little bottomless, until the secretary general of Xishan took it off.
"It's... What does it mean to get started? β
"Nonsense! What are you still doing? Change your clothes! β
The crowd didn't know who shouted first, and someone took the lead in tearing off the navy blue school uniform jacket, revealing that it belonged to Xishan, and Lao Wang clearly stipulated that he was wearing the Xishan blue and white school uniform that would be deducted if he grabbed it in the school, and jumped down from the guardrail.
Immediately afterward, several more boys rushed through the crowd, rushed down the stands, rushed across the track, and finally stopped under a basketball hoop in the playground.
"I didn't expect Lao Tzu to really come in handy!" The boy who hit the head suddenly laughed, and then in the eyes of everyone following, he pulled out a roll of five or six meters long banner from the basketball hoop, grabbed the two ends with another boy, pulled them away on both sides, stood still, and shouted the big words on the banner in unison.
"No, why, pull a banner just to tell you that we Xishan pull you up !!"
The arrogant Xishan people wore arrogant Xishan school uniforms and pulled arrogant Xishan banners.
There was a brief silence in the stands, and the "smell of fire" that had not appeared since the opening ceremony ignited every corner of Shanhai No. 1 Middle School with just one banner, and even the third floor erupted into an astonishing scream.
"Victory belongs to us in the West Mountain!"
"Well done brother!!"
"Damn, Xishan will wait for me!"
"Nanshan's is still standing?! Waiting to be blown up?! β
"What can I do?!"
"What to do? Go back and change your clothes and copy the guys!! β
Lao Wang, who had been guarding the referee's seat for two days without a soul, finally came to life at this moment.
In the shouts of the students all over the audience, he turned his head to look at the teachers in the classes behind him, he was silent for a long time, and his face was grim, but his tone was a smile that could not be hidden.
"The teachers of each class are ready, they don't guard the referee's seat, and they will maintain order after work."
He paused, then added.
"The new sports meeting of our Shanhai No. 1 Middle School may be now-"
"It's just officially begun."
The whole school was completely boiling.