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While waiting anxiously, the screams and the hoarse cheers from the side reappeared.
Liu Yan and Song Jiajia tried their best to look to the right, and saw that the two boys who were running in the front suddenly separated, Lan Feiyang threw off the other boy like a wild horse, and galloped towards the finish line , won the championship with an absolute advantage.
"Aha, I won!" Liu Yan and Song Jiajia shouted while holding hands.
On the other side, Yin Shaojie rushed up and gave Lan Feiyang a warm bear hug who had just stepped out of the runway: "Brother, well done, you've given us a face in the 305 dormitory again."
"There's still me, and there's me." The little fat man who was panting from across the playground also opened his hands and rushed forward.
"Everyone, teachers and students, I want to tell you a piece of exciting news." The excited voice of the female announcer came to mind in the rostrum radio,
"Just now in the 1500m men's long-distance race final, Lan Feiyang, a sophomore from the Department of International Economics and Trade, broke our school's men's 1500m 3:58'11'' record with a good score of 3:50'91''. This is only 0:00'01'' away from Lin Jun's 1500m 3:50'90'' champion in the 3rd National University Games."
"This is really an exciting and good result! Here, on behalf of the teachers and students of the whole school, I congratulate Lan Feiyang!"
"Huh la la" The big playground couldn't help but explode, and the applause was like a huge wave.
"The best school grass is really the best school grass, not only good in learning, martial arts, but also good in running!"
"Wow~~ My idol broke the 1500-meter men's long-distance running record again! I really love him!"
"Lan Feiyang, great job!"
But Lan Feiyang pushed the little fat man away: "Are you finished? I have to go to the small playground to participate in the long jump competition."
The little fat man quickly bowed and knelt: "Okay, boss, I was wrong. Please!"
"Lan Feiyang, you're just getting off the runway, don't you want to take a break?" Song Jiajia took out a wet facial tissue from her bag, tore it open and asked concerned.
Lan Feiyang reached out to take the tissue and shook his head indifferently: "It's okay, I'll rest while walking."
Liu Yan couldn't help stomping her feet: "Then what should I do? It will be my 200-meter race soon."
"You?" The little fat man tilted his head, "Let Yin Shaojie accompany you, just help you cheer."
Liu Yan stomped her feet again: "Hey, I mean I can't see Lan Feiyang's long jump competition anymore!"
"Then you run quickly, and come over after you finish running. Maybe you just saw the wonderful moment." Lan Feiyang joked while wiping his face, turned around and walked away with big strides.
"Why don't I abstain from the competition?" Liu Yan cast a hesitant glance at Lan Feiyang's back and then at Yin Shaojie beside him.
"You'd better take part. In fact, there's nothing to watch in the preliminaries." Lan Feiyang, who had a keen ear, turned around and waved his hand smartly.
"Yeah, you should still compete." Yin Shaojie also persuaded, "Lan Feiyang has just finished running 1500 meters. I guess he must have recharged his energy in the preliminaries to ensure that he can enter the finals. He will really explode in the finals. Just like the final sprint of 1500 meters."
"Alright then." Liu Yan could only nod.
"Little fat man, where's Rayleigh? He doesn't seem to have a race schedule this morning?" After crossing the runway, Lan Feiyang took the wet tissue paper handed over by Song Jiajia again and wiped the sweat from his forehead and neck. He asked, "Did he follow?" Are you together?"
"No." The little fat man shook his head, "He went to watch Xue Lin's swimming competition."
"Oh. Are you going to look at the beauty in the swimsuit?" Lan Feiyang threw the sweat-stained facial tissue into the roadside trash can, "Didn't Lin Xue pay him much attention?"
There was a trace of sarcasm on Song Jiajia's face: "It's strange to say that, Lin Xue said he didn't want him to be responsible, but he couldn't let it go."
"Lan Feiyang!" At this moment, they heard someone calling behind them not far from the playground. Turning around, I saw Huang Xin, the counselor and head teacher, accompanied the head of the department.
"Teacher Huang, Director Li." Lan Feiyang and the little fat man nodded in unison.
"En." Huang Xin and Director Li nodded respectively, then looked at Lan Feiyang with a smile.
"I didn't expect you to get such good results. This is the glory of our entire Department of International Economics and Trade." Director Li excitedly reached out to hold Lan Feiyang's hand.
Talent, this is an incredible talent! Now that he ran a good result close to the record of the National University Games!
"Director Li, you are welcome." Lan Feiyang felt a little uncomfortable. thought??If you know it, run a little slower, as long as you rush to the finish line a little earlier than the second place at the last moment.
"Lan Feiyang, do you have any plans to participate in the National University Games?" Director Li asked again.
"I haven't thought about it yet." Lan Feiyang replied truthfully.
"Are you thinking about participating? Your speed is faster than the professional long-distance runners of the School of Physical Education! With your current results, you are very likely to hit the championship list, and it will be the glory of our whole school."
"This" Lan Feiyang was in a dilemma, "Director Li, Teacher Huang, I have to rush to participate in the long jump competition. Shall we talk while walking?"
"Okay, okay." Director Li nodded with a smile.
Director Li and Huang Xin accompanied Lan Feiyang all the way, blah blah, blah blah, and finally wished him good results in the long jump.
When they came to the long jump field, the referee teacher was shouting: "Lan Feiyang. Is Lan Feiyang here?"
"Hey, we're here!" Lan Feiyang waved his hands and ran forward.
In the three jumps of the preliminaries, Lan Feiyang deliberately showed weakness, and only ranked second in the group.
Huang Xin, the counselor who didn't leave, couldn't help being a little disappointed, thinking that Lan Feiyang's long jump was not outstanding. Unexpectedly, in the finals, he rushed to the first place, so Mr. Huang Xin cheered up and his eyes were full of anticipation.
There is still the last jump, and Lan Feiyang doesn't know how far he should jump this time. He whispered to the little fat man behind him: "I asked you to check the highest record of our school's men's long jump, have you found it?"
"It seems to be 7.01 meters, right? But I don't know if it's right, it's so hard to check. Now there are no people in the school posting bar, so I can't ask." The little fat man rubbed the back of his head and said in embarrassment, "However, I checked the number of college students across the country. The men's long jump record is 8.40 meters."
"So much difference?" Lan Feiyang asked in surprise.
In fact, 8.40 meters is a national men's record, not a men's record in the National University Games. There is a difference between these two records. Our impatient little fat boy accidentally confused them.
"So the school record of 7.01 meters is uncertain." The little fat man was helpless.
Xindao, you can use as much strength as you want, and don't care about school records. It's a big deal to break another record, it's not like it hasn't been broken before!
He didn't know that Lan Feiyang didn't want to break another school record just because he had already broken it.
That 1,500 meters was completely careless, he never expected to break the school record, and since he was so much faster, he was about to catch up with the National University Games record!
He didn't want to be too dazzling, otherwise there would be more trouble and responsibility.
The second place behind him now has a score of 6.97 meters, and he is 6.99 meters; if the school's record is 7.01 meters, he may surpass it by jumping out.
But the second place Liu Wei jumped after him. If the jump is still close this time, and Liu Wei, who is currently ranked second, happens to explode again, he may fall to the second place.
In this way, he felt sorry for Teacher Huang Xin and the little fat man who had been placing hope on the side.
Finally, his name was called again, what should we do? He regretted why he didn't report for a 3,000-meter long-distance race at the beginning, because there is still a reference-he is fast when others are fast, and he is slow when others are slow.
It would be great if he was ranked last in this long jump, but the competitor is behind him!
The reason why he chose the long jump instead of the 3,000-meter long-distance race is because the schedule of the 1,500-meter final and the long jump happened to be together, and he would not waste his time. He had to come to school again in the afternoon or tomorrow. Now he has to hurry up to study and practice.
If he wants to participate in some national or even World University Games because of this, then don't waste more of his time!
"Forget it." When standing on the runway, Lan Feiyang finally calmed down: "Anyway, there is a big difference between 7.01 meters and 8.40 meters. It doesn't matter if I exceed that by a little bit."
So, Lan Feiyang threw away his arms on the runway, and strode forward. When his body rose into the air, he controlled himself to land at about 7.05 meters.
When Lan Feiyang walked out of the bunker, the referee teacher and the staff of the student union took a measuring tape and reported a score of 7.05 meters. Thus, it won a thunderous applause.
At this time, Liu Yan, who had just finished running 200 meters, happened to run over with Yin Shaojie, panting, and immediately applauded happily.
"Is Lan Feiyang ranked first?" Liu Yan asked the little fat man in a low voice, still a little worried.
"Yes." The little fat man nodded happily, "There are only two contestants left. If they can't jump better, the boss will be the champion."
At this time, Liu Wei, the second-ranked player, started to run towards the bunker explosively. I don't know if it was because of too much pressure or something, Liu Wei actually stepped into the jumping line and fouled, and the last result was scrapped. According to Lan Feiyang's visual inspection, if Liu Wei hadn't stepped into the jumping line, his score would probably not be much worse than his own. It seems that it is wise to make a long jump yourself.
Just when people thought that the dust of the long jump competition had settled, a dark horse came out in the end. Wan Tao, who was originally ranked fourth, gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He jumped just at the boundary, and his body streamlined in the air. When his feet landed on the soft bunker, he surpassed the 7.0-meter mark in one fell swoop. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Wei started his run-up and rushed towards the bunker like an explosion. I don't know if it was because of too much pressure or something, Liu Wei actually stepped into the jumping line and fouled, and the last result was scrapped. According to Lan Feiyang's visual inspection, if Liu Wei hadn't stepped into the jumping line, his score would probably not be much worse than his own. It seems that it is wise to make a long jump yourself.
Just when people thought that the dust of the long jump competition had settled, a dark horse came out in the end. Wan Tao, who was originally ranked fourth, gritted his teeth and rushed forward. He jumped just at the boundary, and his body streamlined in the air. When his feet landed on the soft bunker, he surpassed the 7.0-meter mark in one fell swoop. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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