"I've heard about Jiang Ning. It's rumored that he recently twisted the iron railing at the back door of the playground to save others."

Tang Fu said, there was a solemn look in her eyes, and she was twisting the iron, which was a bit scary.

Zhao Jinyang was even more unwilling: "I know the iron railings. They are not that thick. A strong sportsman can do it."

"Yan Tianpeng from Class 9 is fine."

"No matter how powerful he is on his own, how powerful can he be?"

"The tug-of-war tests the strength of the collective. Individual strength cannot play a decisive role in a group. Can he alone decide the outcome?" Zhao Jinyang didn't understand, it was too weird.

Tang Fu thought for a moment and suddenly wondered: "Is it possible that their class used a strategy and just showed weakness at the beginning?"

After Zhao Jinyang heard this, he thought about it and it seemed possible.

Those grandsons in Class 8 are not stupid, especially Cui Yu, who actually deceived him before.

Zhao Jinyang asked himself, if he were in the first year of high school, his intelligence would definitely be like a crouching dragon and a phoenix.

As for Cui Yu, he may not be as resourceful as him, but his level of cunning should not be underestimated.

"Class 8 is so despicable. They are obviously powerful and yet they still insult us like this!" Zhao Jinyang cursed.

"I will take revenge!" His anger grew.

Tang Fu was helpless: "Be more careful next time."

Unfortunately, they were eliminated in the first round of the tug-of-war competition and there was no next time for them.

…

When Xue Yuantong entered the crowd, the tug-of-war between Class 8 and Class 7 had already ended.

She quickly looked at her classmates and judged the outcome from the expressions on their faces.

She walked around to Jiang Ning and said, "You performed well, and you won pretty well."

Jiang Ning: "Did you see it?"

"Humph, you can see it clearly." Xue Yuantong's face was proud.

Jiang Ning thought: 'Your bragging skills are absolutely top-notch.'

Class 8 advanced to the second round of tug-of-war and got some rest time.

Other students stayed at the scene to watch other classes' competitions. Jiang Ning had no intention of watching, so he returned to the awning.

There were very few people under the awning, and some benches were located outside the awning and were very hot in the sun.

During this period, Jiang Ning participated in two tug-of-war competitions. Finally, in the semifinals, he stopped exerting his strength and Class 8 was eliminated.

After a while, the loudspeaker announced the tug-of-war competition for the women's team, and it was time for Xue Yuantong to set off.

"Jiang Ning, just watch and see if I win better than you." Before leaving, Xue Yuantong left these words.

When the girls in the class compete, the boys are particularly enthusiastic and follow them swarmly.

At the tug-of-war scene, the physical education teacher Gu Wei disappeared because of something, leaving the grade director Yan to take charge of the overall situation.

The two sides in this duel are the girls' team of Class 8 and the girls' team of Class 2.

Shan Kaiquan stood on the edge, watching Bai Yuxia's profile affectionately.

'You cheered me up just now, now it's time for me to do my part for you.'

'Throw in a plum and repay with a peach.'

Shan Kaiquan just wishes he could play in person and win the championship.

The first place in Class 8 is Pang Jiao.

The girls in other classes observing the enemy's situation were shocked by Pang Jiao's appearance.

Her burly figure, messy hairstyle, and stubble all reflect her strong demeanor.

Pang Jiao held the hemp rope and opened her eyes angrily. Not to mention the girls in Class 2, even the boys around her felt the evil aura.

The momentum was suppressed.

Prehistoric muttered in his mouth: "Why do the girls in Class 8 look a bit extreme?"

There is a saying, there are so many good-looking girls in Class 8, such as Bai Yuxia, Shen Qing'e, Yang Sheng, etc., but the ugly girls are also quite unique.

As a referee, Director Yan treats everyone equally.

The girls on both sides of the red rope stand in their respective positions.

Director Yan stepped on the rope, held a trumpet in his left hand, and a small flag in his right hand. His serious face was full of justice.

Director Yan raised his voice: "Get ready-"

He waved his flag violently: "Get up!"

Pang Jiao's strong arms pulled the rope vigorously, and the girls in Class 2 were no exception!

The hemp rope that was originally stepped on by Director Yan was pulled by two classes and collapsed upwards in an instant. Director Yan's feet were still on it, and his whole body collapsed with a huge force, and his body flew up.

Cui Yu raised his head and exclaimed: "Dig a trench, the teacher has ascended to heaven!"

Director Yan took off vertically over one meter high. He stood out in the circle of standing students, like a rocket being launched.

Director Yan was so frightened that his heart felt numb.

Seeing that he was about to fall, Wang Longlong suddenly stepped forward and hugged Director Yan firmly.

Director Yan landed smoothly, sweat breaking out from behind.

If it had been hit hard just now, it would definitely not be light.

He turned his head and nodded deeply after noticing that classmate Wang Longlong had rescued him.

Wang Longlong showed an ignorant smile like a student.

Zhang Chi, who was a little further away, felt annoyed. Is Wang Longlong sick?

What did you do to save him?

Zhang Chi's mobile phone was confiscated by Director Yan for one semester, so Zhang Chi had a great hatred for Director Yan and only hated Director Yan until he fell paralyzed.

Director Yan took off and returned to takeoff, and the women's competition continued.

In just three to five seconds, the winner was determined, and the girls' team of Class 8 won.

…

At noon, the sun was shining brightly in the sky, making me feverish.

Jiang Ning took Xue Yuantong home by bicycle. There was no one on the river dam. The black asphalt road was illuminated by the sun, and the grass on the roadside was almost scorched.

The tug-of-war, as the last event of the sports meeting, has been successfully concluded.

The girls' group of Class 8 won the championship of the first grade group. Pang Jiao and Zhang Yifei made great contributions, especially in the last two rounds, their opponents were very tenacious and could not win for a long time.

Every time at this time, Pang Jiao and the others would roar wildly, like thunder on the ground, exploding in all directions, shocking the enemy.

Of course, Class 8's victory also came at a price. Li Shengnan was so excited during the tug of war that he stepped on Yu Wen's toes and swollen them.

Yu Wen screamed like a slaughtered pig, but it was a blessing in disguise that Huang Zhongfei carried her to the school infirmary.

Yu Wen experienced the treatment of a heroine in an idol drama.

"Jiang Ning, the bonus will be distributed this afternoon." Xue Yuantong said.

"Well, there should be quite a few." Jiang Ning remembered that the rewards were indeed generous. The champion seemed to get 200 yuan, and if he broke the record, he would be rewarded another 100 yuan.

He broke three records, and the lowest was 900 yuan. However, due to the emergence of Evergreen Liquid Company, the school received a large donation, and the rewards will only be greater.

After chatting along the way, Jiang Ning rode home.

Aunt Gu is busy in the company, and there are only two people at home, Xue Yuantong and Jiang Ning, and they have long been used to it.

Xue Yuantong was cooking, and Jiang Ning went to the kitchen to watch her cooking and help her along the way.

After lunch, Jiang Ning quickly put away the bowls, and Xue Yuantong went out holding a flower pot.

There are several flower pots placed on the window sill of Jiang Ning's bedroom, including cactus and spider plants. They are growing vigorously, adding a bit of vitality to the room, full of greenery, and the air becomes fresher.

The flowerpot Xue Yuantong held contained pothos, which was emerald green in appearance and had smooth leaves, making it look very comfortable.

While Jiang Ning was washing the dishes, he used his spiritual consciousness to observe Xue Yuantong.

Xue Yuantong was responsible for basically all the furnishings in his room, including the drying of the quilts, which she also undertook.

She placed those flower pots one by one.

Xue Yuantong placed a pot of green radish on the windowsill and moved it twice with her hands to confirm that the position was pleasing to her eyes. She was in a good mood.

She gently touched the leaves of the pothos, then looked at the flower pots nearby, and Dundun warned:

"The new friend is Luluo. You two will get along well with each other from now on. I will beat up whoever dares to cause trouble!"

As she spoke, she flashed her white and tender fists as a threat.

In response to Xue Yuantong, there is only silence, still silence.
To be continued...