Upon hearing this, the male classmates who rarely attended physical education classes became irritable.

"ah?"

"Why is it 1,000 meters again?"

"Let's play basketball, Teacher Qiao..."

Qiao Sheng raised the book in his hand and cursed: "You know damn basketball. This time the score will be counted. Those who run 1,000 meters in 3 minutes and 15 seconds can play basketball, and the others will continue to run."

"No, Teacher Qiao." Liu Xin said with a sad face, "Isn't 3 minutes and 20 seconds excellent?"

"Don't you fucking want to gain weight?" Qiao Sheng urged, waving the booklet, "Spread out, the monitor will take care of you."

Jiang Qinghua was forced to go out and organize warm-up exercises.

While the boys were doing warm-ups, the girls had already received their basketballs to practice layups.

Of course, there were also many girls who went shopping hand in hand, which was related to the physical education teacher’s management intensity.

Lin Yujing originally didn't want to go shopping, but Zhang Xiaoke was too clingy.

"Come on, let me tell you an important secret..." Zhang Xiaoke pulled Lin Yujing to the corner of the playground, beside the fence outside the plastic track, and whispered into her ear, "Tomorrow is Master's birthday.

"

"Well..." Lin Yujing just pouted and kicked away the dead leaves at her feet.

"What kind of reaction is this?" Zhang Xiaoke frowned, realizing that the matter was not simple, "Do you know?"

"No... I don't know." Lin Yujing's face tensed up and she turned her head.

"Okay, you've learned how to lie." Zhang Xiaoke took the opportunity to rub it up, and grabbed both ears with his bow left and right, "It's so cunning to secretly prepare gifts."

"No, don't...here..." Although Lin Yujing was very skilled, her brute force was not as good as Zhang Xiaoke who ate meat every day, and it was not dignified to fight in front of so many people, so she had to struggle and beg for mercy, "Okay

Okay...have you pinched enough..."

"Not enough!" Zhang Xiaoke grabbed his ears and threatened, "You have to put on the hood."

"..."

After a lot of fiddling, Zhang Xiaoke saw enough of Lin Yujing's hood shape, so he let her go for the time being and started walking around holding hands.

"Okay, let's get down to business. Well... I actually prepared a gift." Zhang Xiaoke licked his lips and said with a bad smile, "But it would be too weird if I was the only one to give it. So, let's give it to all of us."

Can I give it away as a gift?"

"But I've already given it away..." Lin Yujing just said half a sentence, suddenly covered her mouth, and then ran away.

Only then did Zhang Xiaoke react, and he chased after him with all his teeth and claws: "Cunning! Cunning Jingjing! Kneading and punishment!"

While they were chasing each other, a whistle blew and more than 40 boys from two classes had already set off.

Since the team is too large, it is particularly important to fight for the front position, otherwise you will have to push and squeeze to get in the back.

As before, Jiang Qinghua occupied the front row excitedly and started a high-speed run in the first 50 meters. For a player like him, it will be much more comfortable to run behind after being separated from the big group.

The playground of Yinghu Middle School is 200 meters, and after running 50 meters, we are right at the first bend.

Every time at this time, Jiang Qinghua would look back to confirm whether he had distanced himself.

On one side of his head, he saw a large force pushing forward with Liu Xin as the core.

Looking back, the nearest boy from Class 3 only followed me three or four meters behind, and didn't have the guts to forcefully overtake.

Jiang Qinghua smiled.

First place, it's me again...

Before he could even finish thinking about it, he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing through his scalp on the back of his head.

Logically speaking, ordinary people can only feel it through their ears or neck.

But Jiang Qinghua can feel it with his scalp.

He hurriedly turned around, only to find that a man in a shirt had completed overtaking on the curve without saying a word.

What the hell he’s wearing are big leather shoes!

Impossible, long-distance running is my absolute advantage.

Jiang Qinghua didn't have time to think too much, gave up his inherent prudent strategy, and took steps again.

His hair was flying high, and he overtook another car within 50 meters.

Li Zheng was running well at first, but he glared when he saw this.

Winning or losing is secondary, he pays more attention to the "excellence" of sports performance.

As Liu Xin said, the excellent time of 100 meters for sophomore boys is 3 minutes and 20 seconds.

Jiang Qinghua's previous results were between 3 minutes and 5 seconds to 3 minutes and 10 seconds.

So as long as you keep in sync with him, you can be sure of excellence.

It should be noted that Li Zheng has been running five kilometers in the morning every day for more than a month.

How is it possible to not achieve excellence in just one thousand meters?

Therefore, Li Zheng also gave up his usual rhythm and forced himself to keep up with Jiang Qinghua.

Not to mention the boys, all the girls wandering around the playground were shocked.

Previously, Li Zheng was always the leader of the fourth group in the 1,000-meter race.

The first group is Jiang Qinghua.

The second group consisted of a few people around 3 minutes and 20 minutes.

The third group is the large force from 3:30 to 3:50.

The fourth group is the vulnerable group 4 minutes away.

The fifth group is the heavyweights who hit the 5-minute mark, and the degenerate members who play cool and stroll around.

Unexpectedly, this time Li Zheng from the fourth group actually had a fight with Jiang Qinghua, the top grader in the school sports meeting.

Jiang Qinghua also tried his best, taking two steps and turning back. As long as Li Zheng was still following, he would grit his teeth and maintain high speed, giving up on physical strength management.

In order to excel, Li Zheng also worked hard to catch up, regardless of the weight of his leather shoes and the tear of his shirt.

In the midst of exclaiming, Li Zheng actually followed him around without falling behind.

The second lap was the same.

On the third lap, Jiang Qinghua couldn't bear it anymore, so he slowed down slightly. Li Zheng finally also slowed down and didn't run to death.

At this time, they had lost half a circle to the second group.

When passing by the starting point, Qiao Sheng couldn't stand it any longer: "Li Zheng, you should fucking pay attention to your health, your heart has its limits."

Li Zheng actually knew that if Jiang Qinghua didn't slow down, he himself would probably get scared.

On the fourth lap, the two of them were still biting each other, trapping the Fallen Faction.

In the last lap, Jiang Qinghua's pace and breathing became chaotic. After all, he ran too hard in front of him.

Li Zheng also felt bad, mainly because the shoes were too stupid.

Both of them were dragging their legs as if they were not their own, and neither of them had the energy to say even half a word.

Only my heart is working hard.

Jiang Qinghua: That's it, you can never lose... you can't lose...

Li Zheng: Excellent long-distance running among high school students... It's so damn difficult... What kind of forced standard...

The battle between men is often a simple to absurd obsession.

When they reached the last corner, they even forgot what the obsession itself was, they only remembered that they had an obsession.

For the sake of obsession, they do not allow themselves to relax even for a moment.

The two people who were biting each other could only hear each other's violent breathing.

There is only one obsession left.

run.

Keep running.

Don't stop.

Even if he loses consciousness, even if he grins and chatters, even if he knows that he will fall next, he cannot stop.

As coach Anxi said

Whether it's a dream or something else.

Once you give up, the game is over.

On the other side, the girls also held basketballs and strolled to the finish line early.

Even though Lin Yujing didn't care about this matter at all, she was still dragged here by Zhang Xiaoke.

"Wow! Even the sports master has risen!" Zhang Xiaoke stood beside the track and shouted with his mouth raised: "Master! Sprint! Sprint! Sprint!"

"Well..." Lin Yujing looked at Jiang Qinghua and Li Zheng's embarrassed appearance from a distance, and she just felt stupid.

Just when she was about to sneak away while Zhang Xiaoke wasn't paying attention.

A harsh voice suddenly sounded nearby.

"Come on Li Zheng! Come on Zheng Zheng!"
Chapter completed!