Class 8 group.

Many students who did not go to the scene watched the competition live on TV and discussed it in the group.

"Have you found our classmates?" Jiang Yanan asked in the group.

Dong Qingfeng: "No, there are too many people, I can't see it at all."

Chai Wei: "When they run to the front row, they can see it."

"The premise is that they can get to the front row."

Jiang Yanan: "Jiang Ning and Yang Shengyu are so good, I think they are okay."

Wang Longlong: "My brother Quan doesn't have a name?"

Chai Wei: "Their sports performance is good because they are in a school area, but in this marathon, they are facing runners from all over the country, including many professional athletes. Look at the black people in the lead."

Song Sheng couldn't stand Chai Wei's advice: "Don't increase others' momentum and destroy your own."

Chai Wei: "It's just facts (smile)"

TV camera changes.

8 kilometers away.

The female reporter wearing a white shirt and a hip skirt, her eyes lit up when she saw Xue Chuchu's appearance.

Being able to dress up in volunteer clothes so beautifully, if it was on camera, she would definitely be liked by others. With a move in her heart, she walked into the track and handed the microphone to Xue Chuchu.

"Excuse me, is this your first time participating in a marathon volunteer activity?"

The camera was pointed at Xue Chuchu, and at the same time, the city TV station broadcast live, which means that countless people in the urban area will see this scene.

Under the soft sunshine, Xue Chuchu faced the camera, with a trace of nervousness and shyness on her face, and her water-cut eyes were as clear as lake water.

Xue Chuchu replied: "Yes."

"What is your role in this marathon?"

Xue Chuchu's voice is as soft as silk, like the wind blowing through young leaves, and the sound quality is pure and flawless: "I am the leader, responsible for checking the road conditions along the way for the runners."

She spoke fluently, without any of the nervousness others feel when facing interviews.

Xue Yuantong thought to himself: 'Chu Chuman knows how to talk nonsense.'

"As a volunteer for this marathon, what is your experience?" the female reporter continued to ask.

At the same time, a discussion broke out in the class group of Class 8.

"Damn, this girl is so beautiful!" Liu Chuandao shouted in the group.

Many boys agreed.

Not only Class 8, but also many students from Yuzhou No. 2 Middle School, such as Jin Yuanhang, who was in her class, marveled in the group, triggering rounds of discussions.

The female reporter was interviewing, and Tongtong answered: "They are all delicious, I like them very much!"

The camera turned to focus on the booth in the distance. The reporter introduced: "In addition to the fierce competition and sweat, there is also a place that makes people yearn for this marathon, and that is the supply point..."

After a brief introduction, the female reporter changed interviews, and the camera showed Xue Yuantong, who spoke enthusiastically.

She gave the other party a look, and the momentum of a professional reporter was released, forming an aura, seeming to be silently telling, are you ready for my interview?

Finally, the female reporter asked: "Children, how do you evaluate the supplies for this marathon?"

Hearing the reporter's address, Xue Chuchu wanted to laugh, but her reserve kept her dignified, with only a subtle arc formed at the corners of her mouth.

Xue Yuantong was a little bit frightened, but thinking about the many people watching at this moment, she must not make a mistake, otherwise she would be laughed at by Jiang Ning!

She forced herself to remain calm, and even smiled in contrast:

"Which supply are you asking about? Is it the small cakes or the fried skewers over there?"

Female reporter: "Little cake."

Xue Yuantong: "It's delicious."

Female reporter: “Where’s the fried skewers?”

Xue Yuantong: "It's delicious."

The female reporter was in a daze for a moment and continued to ask: "How delicious is it?"

Xue Yuantong: "Are you asking about small cakes or fried skewers?"

Female reporter: "Little cake."

Xue Yuantong: "It's very delicious."

Female reporter: “What about fried skewers?”

Xue Yuantong: "It's very delicious."

The female reporter was convinced, and she was extremely puzzled: "Why do you ask me to ask the same answer twice?"

Xue Yuantong: "Because the cake is really delicious!"

Female reporter: “What about fried skewers?”

Xue Yuantong tightened her snow-white face and said seriously: "It also smells very good."

…

Evergreen liquid kitchen, LCD TV hanging on the wall.

Aunt Gu stared at the screen intently, and then saw the content of her daughter's interview. She was a little funny, but also a little worried:

'I cook delicious food every day to keep her healthy, but she's still so stupid!'

She was worried that Jiang Ning would dislike her daughter.

…

Class 8 group.

Dong Qingfeng: "This answer is too slippery. I'm afraid the reporter won't want to pay attention to her!"

Jiang Yanan: "That girl just now was so beautiful."

Lu Qiqi: "She is beautiful, and her skin is great. She has no makeup, no makeup at all."

Talking about beauty, Wang Yanyan said: "I think she is just average, but she is very thin."

Zhang Yifei: "I feel the foundation is very average."

Li Shengnan: “Don’t you understand there are filters on TV?”

Several Jinhua started chatting in the group.

Cui Yu was angry: "Does anyone really think her skin is good? I think Sister Jiao's skin is no worse than hers."

Meng Gui cooperated: "Brother Cui is right."

Pang Jiao usually wants to tear Cui Yu alive, but who doesn't like to hear good words?

She said: "Oh, if you want good skin, you must not stay up late and get enough sleep every day."

"I woke up too early today. It hurts my skin. I'll take a beauty sleep to replenish it, otherwise it will look ugly."

Duan Shigang: "Hahaha, beauty sleep probably won't help. You need to hibernate."

Cui Yu: "That's too much, brother!"

"What she needs is sleep!"

The class group exploded again.

…

track.

As the team moves forward, the crowd gradually separates, and runners who cannot keep up begin to fall behind. The current leading runners are almost all elite runners.

After Wu Yunzhi rushed for one kilometer, he once rushed into the first echelon. He was so fierce that the spectators on both sides saw it and cheered him on.

Unfortunately, that's the end of it.

Because he ran too hard, Wu Yunzhi used up more than half of his physical strength. His steps became heavy and leaden. Every step he took took a lot of effort and his breathing became rapid.

His original lead was gradually lost, and players around him ran past him.

Wu Yunzhi gritted his teeth.

What he had left was the pride in his heart, which supported him to keep moving forward.

Not long after, Tao Nian, a sports student, ran past him at a brisk pace.

Tao Nian saw Wu Yunzhi's embarrassment and felt extremely happy. He adjusted his breathing and shouted: "Brother, what's wrong with you? Keep running!"

Wu Yunzhi was so tired that he could not speak at all.

"GO!GO!GO!"

Tao Nian cheered him up and saw that he still wasn't struggling, so he shook his head and passed him, leaving him with a strong back.

Soon, Shan Kaiquan passed by. He glanced at Wu Yunzhi, who was panting. Without saying a word, he quickly overtook the players and rushed towards the first echelon of players.

Wu Yunzhi looked at the backs of the two of them, feeling helpless and unwilling!

If he hadn't run too hard at the beginning, he would never have ended up in this situation!
To be continued...