Chapter 317 It's Better...(2/3)
The physical education teacher at the finish line raised the flare gun in his hand.
Shan Kaiquan adjusted his starting position for the last time.
8 contestants, making final adjustments.
The surrounding audience held their breath nervously and clenched their hands.
"Take dreams as horses and live up to your youth!" Shan Kaiquan recited these eight words silently.
"Peng!" the gun fired.
Shan Kaiquan quickly exerted his strength. In just a moment, his blood boiled and his heart beat faster.
He's not running, he's taking off!
There are 8 participants on the field, starting at the same time.
Shan Kaiquan moved forward in an unstoppable manner and was in the lead.
He maintained the lead until the end, until he reached the finish line.
Guo Kunnan: "Damn it, so fast!"
"11 seconds 87, 11 seconds 87!" PE teacher Gu Wei shouted at the finish line.
Shan Kaiquan walked back from behind the finish line, his heart pounding in his chest.
Cui Yu shouted: "Kaiquan is awesome!"
Yu Wen felt incredible: "He ran so fast!"
Students from Class 8 at the finish line all gathered around to welcome Shan Kaiquan.
Huang Zhongfei opened a bottle of Red Bull for him personally, and Shan Kaiquan drank it in one gulp. Lu Qiqi took out a small packet of paper and gave it to him, and Shan Kaiquan wiped his sweat.
Chen Siyu and Bai Yuxia also came, with surprised expressions in their eyes.
Chen Siyu said: "Shan Kaiquan, you train every day, and your training has really yielded results!"
Lu Qiqi: "I underestimated you, our champion."
Shan Kaiquan experienced different treatment than usual. He walked gracefully and almost reached the peak of his life.
"It's just that I have practiced a lot." Shan Kaiquan waved his hand and said nonchalantly to the students around him.
However, the smile on his lips could not be suppressed no matter what.
"Where's Jiang Ning? I plan to discuss the 100-meter experience with him. There will be another round tomorrow."
Today is just a preliminary screening of each grade, and tomorrow will be the highlight. Then, there will be a mixed competition for the first to third grade students, and the physical education students will fully participate in the competition.
Chen Siyu stretched out her hand and pointed to the podium: "What about that."
Shan Kaiquan saw from a distance that there were two familiar figures on the podium. Aren't they Jiang Ning and Xue Yuantong?
"Forget it, I'll find him later."
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Class 7 station.
Zhao Jinyang came to Tang Fu in disgrace: "I made a mistake, I didn't get first place."
"I didn't expect that grandson from Class 8 to run so fast!"
Tang Fu was surprised. She originally thought that having Jiang Ning in Class 8 would be a blessing in disguise. Who would have thought that there would be Shan Kaiquan?
Zhao Jinyang from his class only ran a measly 13 seconds, a gap of more than 1 second.
Tang Fu drank some water and said in a soft voice:
"As long as you advance, work hard in the next round."
"Losing for a while is nothing, we will not lose forever."
…
I didn't get many good results in sprinting as a freshman.
It wasn't until the preliminaries for the second and third years of high school that there was a sensation, and many students with better grades than Jiang Ning appeared.
Jiang Ning sat on the podium, unmoved.
Xue Yuantong bit into the mung bean ice cream and said nonchalantly: "Jiang Ning, the air has become much cooler since you came."
Chemistry teacher Guo Ran wrote with a pen: "Yes."
Jiang Ning said calmly: "Because I am a walking air conditioner."
Xue Yuantong: "Humph, look at how proud you are."
Guo Ran joked: "The current best time for boys in the 100 meters is 11.52 seconds. Are you under a lot of pressure?"
Jiang Ningjing: "I don't feel anything."
"Oh, are you hiding your strength?" Guo Ran stopped writing.
Xue Yuantong said: "He must be hiding."
During the discussion, several high school sophomores on the other side of the podium frequently cast their concerned glances this way.
They were responsible for announcing the sports meeting cheers and handling trivial matters. When they saw the teacher-student team here, they were very curious. The little girl eating ice cream was the girl who spoke on stage at the opening ceremony. In short, it was amazing.
The boys' 100m qualifying round is over.
Huang Yuzhu, Guo Kunnan, and Dong Qingfeng from Class 8 were eliminated, while Jiang Ning, Shan Kaiquan, and Zhang Chi advanced.
Next is the girls 100m budget race.
"Yanan, it's your turn." Yu Wen walked with her to the finish line.
Lu Qiqi: "Come on!"
Jiang Yanan said relaxedly: "I participated in competitions in junior high school and am very familiar with the process."
"I used to run 50 meters in over 8 seconds, ranking among the top five in my grade."
Yu Wen seemed to know her again: "Is it so powerful?"
She didn't know how fast eight seconds was, but when she heard it was in the top five, she felt very strong.
Jiang Yanan entered the arena and stood up, only to find that Yang Sheng from her class was actually assigned to the same group as her.
Jiang Yanan has an advantage over Yang Sheng. She is tall, a few centimeters taller than Yang Sheng. Sheight means long legs and long steps.
"Yang Sheng." Jiang Yanan took the initiative to greet her, with a smile on her fair face.
Jiang Yanan's facial features are only medium to upper, however, she has a great advantage, she is white!
When a girl reaches a certain level of whiteness, she will really undergo earth-shaking changes, which will greatly improve her overall appearance.
Yang Sheng is dressed all in black, with a slender figure, short hair tied into a short ponytail, and a sharp and handsome profile, which has attracted the attention of many boys.
She nodded slightly, they were classmates in the same class after all.
Later, Yang Sheng looked far away at the halfway point of the runway, where Jiang Ning and Chen Siyu were waiting.
When Jiang Yanan saw Yang Sheng neglecting her, she felt resentful in her heart. She had made a bet with Yang Sheng before, lost the opportunity to be on duty, and worked hard for Yang Sheng for a long time.
She has remembered it for a long time. Isn't this a suitable opportunity to retrieve it?
Just looking around at the many watching students, Jiang Yanan gave up this plan because it was inconvenient to bet with Yang Sheng...
Forget it, let's pray that Yang Sheng advances. In the next round, she plans to make an agreement with Yang Sheng in advance.
With Yang Sheng's competitive character, he would definitely agree, and she would be able to regain her place.
The girl on the left of Yang Sheng is also eye-catching. She is 1.7 meters tall, wearing sportswear, her long hair is tied up, her face is cold, and she exudes an aura that should not be approached by strangers.
Cui Yu said: "Brother Long, isn't that the waiter we had at 'Sister Ma's BBQ' last time?"
Wang Longlong said: "She is Pei Yujing, a student in Class 3, Grade 1."
"Tsk, tsk, it tastes really good." Cui Yu didn't know whether he was describing the barbecue or Pei Yujing's appearance.
Pei Yujing ignored the comments around her and the glances coming from all directions.
She just wanted to finish the competition quickly and then find a place to rest.
She did not take the initiative to participate in the sports meeting. When she signed up, there were not enough girls in the class, and many classmates were indifferent.
Finally, the sports committee member called her name. Maybe he chose her because she was tall, thought she had long legs and well-developed motor cells.
Pei Yujing is not good at sports. Many girls who are not as tall as her can run much faster than her by kicking their legs.
However, if you don’t choose 100 meters, you will either have to run 800 meters or longer.
Forget it, end it as soon as possible and get rid of it as soon as possible.
With this idea in mind, Pei Yujing reported 100 meters.
Now standing in the competition, she feels a little regretful. The 100 meters is a popular event, it is easy to attract attention, it is easy to widen the gap, and it is easy to lose face...
Forget it, just be embarrassed if you're embarrassed.
To be continued...