When discussing the four-by-one-hundred tactic, Tao Meng said to Yang Jingxing: "You can either be the first or the fourth!"

Yang Jingxing refused: "I'll either be second or third." In fact, if he ran one to four, he would definitely get first place.

Tao Meng shouted: "Can you have a sense of responsibility?"

Shao Lei became impatient: "Let him take the third shot." He won first place in the swimming competition and second place in the 100 meters, and he was full of confidence.

Yang Jingxing added: "Xu Zi wins the first shot."

"Ah!" Xu Zisheng is the weakest among the four and is under great pressure.

Tao Meng was heartbroken: "Whatever! I'll just listen to you."

The relay race was really exciting, there were war drums to add to the fun, and the auditorium was unprecedentedly full. With a gunshot, the athletes rushed out, and the sound of cheering was loud.

Xu Zisheng, the first stickman of Class 3, tried his best, but still fell behind the others. By the time he handed the stick to the second baton, the fastest one was already more than ten meters ahead.

The second baton was really hard. He gritted his teeth and ran hard. Yang Jingxing couldn't bear to run in advance. When he took the baton, he was already nearly 20 meters behind the front. Fortunately, there were others worse off than him.

, he is second to last.

With the responsibility in his hand, Yang Jingxing flew away from the string like an arrow, with such speed that he could immediately become the focus of others' wide field of vision. After he ran thirty meters to catch up with someone, the cheering volume at the sports ground doubled.

"Come on!" Tao Meng and Ren Chuyu were actually standing on the edge of the third track.

Yang Jingxing ran all the way, and every time he passed someone, the cheers around him would get louder. Seeing that the distance to Shao Lei was getting closer and closer, and there was still one person he hadn't passed, so Yang Jingxing added a little more strength.

When Yang Jingxing passed the last person ahead of him, Shao Lei's eyes really looked at him as a brother. After Shao Lei took over the stick, he rushed towards the finish line faster than when he finished second, and he lived up to expectations.

When Shao Lei threw the baton on the ground at the finish line and raised his arms to accept the cheers, Yang Jingxing was making Tao Meng roll his eyes again: "Now you have more grudges."

Tao Meng said: "This is a collective project, and it is not your alone."

Ren Chuyu was still excited: "You ran so fast. The photo is not clear. It scared me."

After a while, the radio announced the good news again. Class 3 of senior high school broke the school record in the men's four-by-one-hundred-meter event with a time of 45.30 seconds.

Of course, the physical education teachers noticed the guy who ran faster than a rabbit and asked the teacher in Class 3, Grade 3, to inquire. Yang Jingxing’s physical education teacher was very angry: “That guy is lazy and doesn’t want to participate in anything! Swimming must be a must.

It can break the record.”

In the afternoon is the closing ceremony of the sports meeting. The students have all changed their clothes, especially the senior students, who need to take a moment to commemorate it.

Ren Chuyu jumped next to Yang Jingxing: "I took a photo with the champion."

Yang Jingxing also jumped: "I took a photo with the beautiful woman."

Several girls in the class came to take photos with Yang Jingxing because they found that this guy seemed to be more enthusiastic than before.

On the 13th, the atmosphere of the sports meeting disappeared without a trace in the classroom of the third year of high school, and everyone devoted themselves to studying again.

During class, Tao Meng went out and came back to find Yang Jingxing in a daze, so he sat down and sorted out the papers and asked, "Yang Jingxing, how are you doing with your piano practice?"

"Getting started."

"Didn't Ren Chuyu say that you play very well?"

"Hearing is in vain."

"I don't have time to listen to you." Tao Meng looked at Yang Jingxing, "Isn't your ideal to be a racing driver?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "That was my ideal before." In the past, when introducing himself to school, he had to talk about his ideals. Yang Jingxing, who had no ideals, chose a hobby to talk about.

Tao Meng asked again: "Why didn't you go see Ferrari when you were in Italy last time?"

Yang Jingxing said: "You are unwilling."

Tao Meng's voice rose: "Don't blame me!"

Yang Jingxing clasped his fists and bowed: "No wonder, no wonder. I suddenly felt homesick at that time."

Tao Meng smiled and then thought again: "By the way, what is the name of the girl you are dating?"

"Roka."

"You still have contact?"

"Gone."

Tao Meng nodded: "Alina and I are pen pals, and they are quite enthusiastic... What are you thinking?"

Yang Jingxing looked away from the ceiling and asked, "Are you free at noon?"

Tao Meng was alert: "What are you doing?"

"I'll give you the opening concert."

Tao Meng said: "I want to take a nap."

"Have a sweet dream."

Tao Meng asked again: "How long will it take you?"

"fifteen minutes."

Tao Meng hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "Okay then, let's have lunch first?"

Yang Jingxing asked: "Are you inviting me or should I treat you?"

"No need! You wait for me at twelve forty-five."

Yang Jingxing arrived at the piano room at half past twelve, and Tao Meng arrived at the appointment on time. Yang Jingxing warmly welcomed her, and Tao Meng said, "Hurry up, what do you want to play?"

Yang Jingxing sat down in front of the piano and said, "I'm going to play a piece. It's very ordinary. You must have never heard it. If you hear something that you think is not good, tell me."

Tao Meng was a little confused: "Okay."

Yang Jingxing played his "Ye Yu Variations", and you can imagine how bad it was. After listening to it for a minute, Tao Meng didn't say anything bad about it, because she didn't hear anything good about it.

After Yang Jingxing understood Tao Meng's expression, he stopped playing and said, "Forget it."

Tao Meng said, "You should finish playing." We couldn't let her go in vain.

So Yang Jingxing played it again for about four minutes. After he finished playing, he looked at Tao Meng.

Tao Meng thought carefully for a while and then said: "It's quite simple. I feel that the latter part becomes a bit faster..."

Yang Jingxing said: "You can speak more professionally."

Tao Meng thought again and looked at Yang Jingxing: "Did you make it up? Show me the score."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "There is no music score."

Tao Meng was really stumped: "You can ask Teacher Hu for advice."

Yang Jingxing said: "I need multiple opinions."

Tao Meng could only say: "The melody seems to be okay, but the vocals are a bit messy."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Well, it seems that we have similar tastes. Thank you for your hard work, I played something nice for you."

Tao Meng nodded.

Yang Jingxing played the piano version of "Until the End of the World". Tao Meng's expression brightened when she heard it. After listening to it, she smiled brightly: "Well played, really! I haven't heard it before. Do you have the score?"

Yang Jingxing took out his manuscript: "Thank you."

Tao Meng took it, looked at it, and asked, "Did you copy it or did you make it up yourself?"

Yang Jingxing smiled: "Guess."

Tao Meng said cruelly: "I copied it!"

Yang Jingxing was happy: "Thank you. I won't delay you anymore. Let's take a nap."

Tao Meng didn't quite understand: "Did it be copied?"

"I made it up myself."

Tao Meng couldn't question it too much. When he left, he said, "How about you finish writing the previous score and find someone else to take a look at it."

"Go to sleep!"
Chapter completed!