Cao Zhao didn’t know how to explain it to his leader because he was afraid of overturning.
"There is a national second-level athlete from our school participating in this competition." Section Chief Zhang said, first to cheer up his own school.
The so-called national second-level athletes, in everyone’s imagination, should be able to easily run at the front of the field and dominate, leaving the second place far behind.
On the track at the moment, a bunch of players are fighting with no distinction between top and bottom, and no one really thinks that there is a national second-level athlete. Where did this national secondary athletic reserve champion go?
Section Chief Zhang’s face turned cold as he watched.
Seeing the leader like this, Cao Zhao said: I’ll quickly find a chance to escape. Today's game is clearly abnormal. Why is it abnormal? Based on his experience as a tutor, I guess it was because of his students joining.
"Why is it curled up like this?" Section Chief Zhang finally remembered the original question. This is not how girls in his school run the 800 meters. Cao Zhao, who was drunk and wanted to go to the toilet, asked, "Tell me, Doctor Cao Zhao, what's going on? "
Wu Manzhong and the three of them, who had already run far away, turned around and saw Cao Zhao unable to move, so they immediately quickened their pace and ran away.
Snapped!
When entering the first 300-meter lap, the third unprecedented team fall occurred on the track.
The audience gasped and felt for every player on the track: too hard.
He Xiangyu’s fingers pinched the clothes on her chest tightly: Junior sister Mrs. Xie Wanying was in a difficult situation. She seemed to be vomiting blood after running 800 meters.
“She ran out, ran out——”
Finally, I saw a player taking the lead to break out of the chaotic group of players.
He Xiangyu felt suffocated: it was a yellow sportswear, while the junior sister was wearing a blue sportswear.
"What's wrong?" Teacher Lu grabbed her arm tightly again, and the old man couldn't see because of his poor eyesight.
If you listen, the noise around you is getting louder and louder. Because the atmosphere in the stadium was so lively, spectators were attracted to the venue one after another. The spectator area was instantly crowded and the stadium was overflowing.
"This is not a race, it's an F1 car." Zhang Huayao, the boss, complained because he was afraid that his old mother would be squeezed.
The excitement in front of him far exceeded his understanding of today's event.
"Help me find someone, don't worry about publishing fallacies yourself." Teacher Lu stamped his feet on the ground and said to his son.
"Mom, calm down." Zhang Huayao patted his mother on the back as a patient.
It must be admitted that the racing competition composed of the human body's own structure is more awesome. The acceleration and violent impact can scare the hearts of the audience. He, the son of a big shot doctor, urgently needs to be on guard to prevent accidents to his patients. On the other hand, he wanted to be convinced. No matter where Xie Xie went, there was always a fight, and the competition scene was unparalleledly exciting.
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? together out of his son's bad intentions, teacher Lu scolded again: "Don't bother watching the show."
"Mom, you go to Cao Yong." Zhang Huayao's face showed the grievance of Zhang Dabaobao being scolded by his mother, "You asked them to be cheerleaders."
??This big shot can be seen most clearly at any time.
Teacher Lu remembered how he ordered the troops and nodded: "Yes, I arranged for Cao Yong, arranged for Tao Zhijie, arranged for Fu Xinheng and the others——"
It is too common for cheerleaders to accompany the runners in middle-distance running competitions as long as the referee allows it.
The runners are divided into sections in the inner circle of the playground. They run with the runners from the beginning and cheer for their own runners along the way.