In the afternoon, the sun filled the playground with golden light everywhere.

In the past, only a few students took physical education classes, but now the playground is full of people, cheering, cheering, and shouting.

Three inflatable dragons rushed straight to the finish line.

Zhao Jinyang from Class 7 seems to be riding a flying dragon. This is the third competition he has participated in, and his results are getting better every time.

He grabbed the dragon with both hands, and used his legs with the strength of nine cows and two tigers. His face was ferocious, and he roared:

"Left!"

Immediately, he stepped out with his left leg.

"Right!" he yelled again.

At the same time, a group of tough men in Class 7 responded immediately and shouted in unison: "Right!

!”

Then ten boys stepped forward with their right feet together!

"Left, right, left!" the boys in Class 7 shouted slogans and moved their legs regularly.

This is a game of coordination. The students in Class 7 will cooperate and play to the extreme they can achieve. Their movements are uniform. Under their driving, the speed of the cute inflatable dragon increases instantly.

In the blink of an eye, he threw away the long line of his class, a full five or six meters away, and topped the entire field.

Wang Longlong became anxious: "Oh no, Brother Ma, our Class 8 has been overtaken!"

Duan Shigang: "No, no!"

Zhang Chi looked on coldly and said sarcastically: "If I had known earlier, it would be better to let me play."

Yu Wen next to her looked at him, feeling very uncomfortable, and retorted, "Didn't you play before? It's time for the squad leader to play."

Zhang Chi sneered, disdainful to argue with a woman, it would only lower his style.

Guo Kunnan shook his head and regretted: "It's over, Class 7's cooperation is too good, we can't win!"

Shan Kaiquan: "They are quite good at cooperative games."

Nearby, Tang Fu from Class 7 was at the front of the team, standing proudly with her arms folded across her chest. She towered over the crowd, giving her an astonishing aura.

Especially the confidence in her expression is unrivaled.

Cui Yu was furious when he saw this. He jumped out of the lineup and shouted: "Class 7 relies on slogans, just disrupt their slogans."

Wang Longlong humbly asked: "Brother Cui, what do you think?"

Cui Yu learned how to use force to fight, and asked: "Where is Yuzhu?"

"Yuzhu is competing." Wang Longlong said.

Cui Yu's tone was choked and he was stunned.

Ma Shicheng said: "Although Yuzhu is not here, his backpack is still there."

Cui Yu saw that half of the long queue from Class 7 was running away. He moved quickly, took Huang Yuzhu's schoolbag and pulled out a loudspeaker from it.

He had played with this speaker before. Cui Yu pressed the switch and rushed forward in the eyes of his classmates.

Cui Yu, who raised his horn high, immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

Yan Tianpeng from Class 9 was dumbfounded when he saw the horn, and other students had the same reaction.

Cui Yu was full of energy and shouted in front of everyone:

"Follow me, follow me quickly, move your left foot and right foot in slow motion~"

"Right foot, left foot, slow motion~"

"Oh~, have you seen me~" Cui Yu extended his right hand gracefully with a charming smile.

Most of the people in the playground noticed him, not to mention Zhao Jinyang and others in the competition field.

Zhao Jinyang shouted angrily: "Right!"

Bo Han and others from Class 7 were so talkative that they jumped out and said: "Left foot in slow motion~"

He subconsciously slowed down his left foot, and the inflatable dragon also slowed down, and the frequency of the cute dragon's head swaying slowed down.

Cui Yu continued to shout in a long voice: "Slow motion with your right foot~"

Bo Han and the others slowed down their pace again.

Zhao Jinyang was furious.

Tang Fu, the physical education committee member of Class 7, walked over with a pair of long legs and a flirtatious look.

When Cui Yu saw something was wrong with the formation, he hurriedly took the trumpet and fled.

The black-faced Gu Ting from Class 11 saw the chance of victory and quickly urged: "Luo Jun, speed up, speed up."

Just as Luo Jun was about to speed up, he glanced sideways and saw Pang Jiao, the long queue next door, ogling him. Luo Jun was so frightened that his legs weakened and his strength was exhausted.

The long queue of Class 8 moved forward steadily, steadily but slowly.

Chen Siyu felt bad: 'No, the distance is still too far.'

Although Cui Yu's interference worked, the advantage of Class 7 next door was too great and they couldn't catch up in a short time.

What's more, after Cui Yu ran away, the opponent had already adjusted his rhythm.

‘No, you have to work harder!’ Chen Siyu held the inflatable dragon, moved her slender legs, and took two steps forward.

'As long as the 10 of us work together, we will definitely win!'

As soon as she finished cheering herself up, she saw Xue Yuantong in front of her with her calves crossed, sitting on the dragon's back, and it was a quiet time.

Chen Siyu didn't hold back, "One less person and one more burden."

Geng Lu was behind Jiang Ning. She leaned forward as much as possible to get her body closer to him. Although the weather was very hot, her body was very tired, and her hair was sticky to her forehead, she was still extremely happy.

Unfortunately, the design of the inflatable queue is relatively standard, and the distance between each seat is insurmountable.

Just when her head was empty, she suddenly heard Jiang Ning's deep voice: "We're going to speed up."

Geng Lu couldn't help but squeeze her legs together: "Yeah!"

Xue Yuantong also heard Jiang Ning's voice. She tightly grasped the handle on the dragon's back and kept her balance, as if she were riding a dragon chariot.

Jiang Ning took a step forward, and the speed of the long queue increased. The few people behind subconsciously grasped the handle.

One point, three points, five points, seven points, and a few seconds later, the speed of Class 8’s inflatable queue doubled.

When the onlookers saw this scene, Wei Xiuyuan said: "Why are you so fast!"

Dong Jiayi wondered: "It was obviously very slow just now?"

The dragon was still accelerating, as fast as if it was equipped with propellers.

Changlong looks like he is not the same creature as his classmates in other classes.

Wang Longlong shouted: "It's done, it's done!"

Guo Kunnan rushed to the front and shouted: "Take off, take off for me, punch Class 11 and kick Class 7!"

He shouted loudly, and Xu Yan, who was not far away, glanced at him.

Guo Kunnan seemed to be blessed by the gods. He turned to face Xu Yan. His barking with Zheng Huan's dog in the countryside was suddenly kicked by the owner and stopped abruptly.

‘Damn it, what was I doing just now! Xu Yan is the monitor of Class 11!”

Guo Kunnan returned to the lineup of Class 8 in a gray state.

Xue Yuantong rides on a long dragon, so fast, she seems to be flying!

The commotion in the audience attracted Zhao Jinyang. When he turned around, he saw the long queue of Class 8, which seemed to have opened a seal and was flying towards this direction.

Zhao Jinyang was so anxious that he wanted to win the championship as soon as possible, so he couldn't help shouting angrily:

"Right, left, a slow motion!"

Tang Fu at the finish line had a question mark on her face?

The long dragon from Class 8 quickly overtook the long dragon from Class 11 and continued to run forward. Class 7 did not hold on for long. In despair, Zhao Jinyang watched the long dragon rushing to the finish line.

As everyone let go, the inflatable queue fell to the ground. Xue Yuantong regretted that she hadn't had enough seats yet.

Bai Yuxia handed wet wipes to several girls.

Chen Siyu wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, fanned the air with her hands, and complained: "I'm so tired, I didn't expect to be so tired."

After hearing this, Bai Yuxia deliberately asked: "Are you tired, Tongtong?"

Xue Yuantong's face turned red and shy: "Yeah, I'm so tired."

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At the end of the competition, Changlong, led by Jiang Ning from Class 8, won the championship in the shortest time.

Class 7 protested strongly, and Zhao Jinyang ran to Director Yan and appealed for a rematch.

Because they were interfered by Cui Yu from Class 8, otherwise, they would be the team with the shortest time.
To be continued...