Chapter 1621

"Hehe! Mr. ou, it seems that it is no coincidence that you will be the referee of this man's shot put this time! "

Hearing the threatening words in Ou Yong's mouth, Lin Feng sneered.

"What are you talking about? I'm a freshman counselor teacher. It's normal for me to be in charge of the referee of the shot put competition. Although I didn't graduate from a professional sports school, I am very familiar with the rules and standard movements of shot put. You don't want to muddle through with me. "

Ouyong felt that he had grasped Lin Feng's weakness, so he made a circle and said with a smile, "Lin Feng, even if you come back late, you have to make up your registration. It seems that you attach great importance to the first total score of this sports meeting! However, if you can't get the place in the shot put competition, you should certainly not get the first place? "

"Go around! Mr. ou, what do you have to say? " Lin Feng said.

"Oh! Then I'll come straight to the point. If you want to win this shot put game, don't you... It should be said that you want your results to be qualified in this shot put game, then stay away from Mr. Wang, you know? "

Ou Yong remembered how Lin Feng looked when he came out of Wang Yajun's dormitory several times ago. He was jealous and angry.

"So it is! Mr. ou, are you too amorous? Will miss wang be interested in you? Are you just jealous? What qualifications do you have to be jealous! " Lin Feng smiled.

"It's none of your business whether I am qualified to be jealous or not. But, Lin Feng, I warn you. I don't care what kind of background you have behind you. Anyway, I'm a teacher of Qingbei University. Since you want to study hard in Qingbei University, don't annoy me! Listen to me and keep a distance from Mr. Wang, otherwise... "

"What if not?" Lin Feng snapped.

"Otherwise, you will suffer. It's not just the sports meeting. I'm from the school of computer science. I won't make you so easy in all your computer related subjects in the future." Ou Yong threatened.

"Mr. ou, you are an exemplary teacher. Do you think it appropriate to threaten students like this for your own self-interest?" Lin Feng shook his head and said helplessly.

"That's it, anyway. Lin Feng, you choose by yourself. If you want to count the results this time and want your class to win, please come and beg me! Ha ha... "

After that, Ou Yong felt that he had won a great victory and ran to record the player's results with a smile.

"Is this Ou Yong an idiot? You want to threaten me with this? "

Lin Feng really didn't meet people like ou Yong. He didn't have a tendon in his mind. Obviously, he is wishful thinking and wants to deal with Lin Feng as a rival in love. What's more sad is that he didn't recognize the gap between them and played insidious? Play tricks? Compared with Lin Feng, he is almost as big as the Milky way.

"Yao bin of international trade (1) class, it's you!"

The game continued. It was Yao Dafu's turn to win the title. As soon as he came out, the warm call rang.

"Oh! It's Yao Dafu. Come on! Fat... "

"Fight for... Twenty meters! Fat... "

"Needless to say, it must be from our international trade (1) class..."

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Men's shot put is a strong project of class 1 of international trade. Yao Dafu's reputation is famous among the whole freshmen group. After all, he once participated in the National Youth Games and won the third place.

"Oh! International Trade (1) class really let Yao Dafu participate in the competition. This time... The monitor estimates that he can only get the second place. In this way, the total score gap between us and international trade (1) class must be opened by at least two points. "

On the side of the refueling team of economic class (2), Zhao Zhong hesitated and worried.

"Zhao Zhong, what are you talking about! Just this fat man, will Lin Feng lose to him? Are you kidding? " Xiao nishang said with a relaxed smile.

"Big sister, you don't know. Yao Dafu's shot put performance can rank first in the country. It seems that the best result is 18 meters, almost 19 meters. Usually when I see him training, he loses more than 15 meters at random. Look at the players in the previous competition, the most is only more than 14 meters... This is very good among amateurs. However, for professional players, more than 15 meters is a result! "

Obviously, after Lin Feng decided to participate in the competition at noon, deputy monitor Zhao Zhong dutifully collected some relevant information. However, the more he understood the difficulty of the project, the more he had no confidence in Lin Feng.

Because, on the surface, Lin Feng wants to have a body without a body, strength without strength, skills without skills. It is estimated that it would be very good to throw a 134 meter at the top of the sky.

"Yao Da Pang! Come on, throw the king style of our international trade (1) class! "

Seeing Yao Dafu playing, Fu Yangxu cheered proudly and shouted. In his opinion, Yao Dafu can definitely win the championship even if he plays abnormally.

Beep!

Ou Yong stood about 30 meters in front of the player and whistled. Yao Da Pang easily swung his arm and threw the shot put.

Bang!

After the shot put fell to the ground, Ou Yong ran forward, measured the result, smiled and shouted: "17.8m, good! This is a professional achievement. "

Just now, everyone was used to the result of about 13 or 14 meters, and none of them was more than 15 meters. As a result, Yao Dafu threw a result of nearly 18 meters, and suddenly a burst of cheers broke out on the whole playground.

"How awesome! Did you see that just now? Such a heavy shot put flies so high and so far. "

"Sure enough, it's only suitable for strong boys to play shot put! Look at the players in front. They are thin and can only throw a distance of more than 12 meters. Yao Dafan could throw nearly 18 meters... "

"That's amazing. Not long ago, I saw the world record of men's shot put. It seems that it is an American player, and it is only more than 23 meters! "

"Is Lin Feng going to play later! Look at Lin Feng's thin body. It's estimated that he doesn't have much strength. How far can he throw it? I don't think it's even fifteen meters? "

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Just when everyone was amazed at Yao Da Pang's results in the first round, Ou Yong, the referee who recorded the results, came back, smiled and said contemptuously to Lin Feng: "how about it? Lin Feng, did you see that? Your opponent is very powerful. This time... Tut tut tut... Even if I don't embarrass you, I'm afraid you won't win the first place. "

Ou Yong wanted to do this deliberately. He used Yao Dafu's achievements to attack Lin Feng's morale and forced Lin Feng to beg for himself.

But after such ridicule, Ou Yong thought Lin Feng would become angry or refute himself, but who thought Lin Feng suddenly smiled and cared about him: "Hello! Mr. ou, when you record your results, you stand about 30 meters in front of the players. Aren't you afraid of being hit by the shot put? Let me kindly remind you that you'd better stay away! "