It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Zhai Xingchen arrived.
He asked for a competition schedule from the volunteer students. Comparing with Gong Suhe's events, he knew that she only had long-distance running in the afternoon.
So he turned his wheelchair, trying to find a place to wait for time.
He put his schoolbag on his leg. There are two bottles of drinks in the schoolbag that he asked Xu Bo to buy for him. It's still cool at the moment.
He quietly waiting for time, but at this time, saw the familiar figure walking side by side to the runway.
Although there is love motivation, but this shot put has a sophomore strength school seniors, so Lu Yuze tried his best is only the third, the second was taken away by a heavyweight boy in class seven.
Wang Hao was fifth.
Gong Suhe and Lu Yuze chat as they walk. When they get to the plastic track, the relay race over there is also warming up.
Lu Yuze is in the first group, and Gong Suhe is in the third group.
Whistles, the first players have been standing in the starting line.
The first one in class three is Li Chengyi. He is tall and has an advantage in running. The first one is the first one in class three.
The relay race is one of the most attractive events. Everyone is very excited and shouting.
Gongsu hechong first class refuels, shouts only then flushes Lu Yuze to smile: "waiting for you to go up, I am refuelling for you, your class other people forget."
Don't know why, Lu Yuze from this sentence to hear a bit of beautiful taste, young people's heart beat very fast, Dong Dong hit the chest, he felt his body has infinite strength to vent.
At the handover of the second team, class three was still in the lead, and class two was class one, biting very tightly.
There are two people in the back, so it's hard to predict the outcome. The audience is even more excited than the players.
The third team, the third class and the first class all made mistakes. On the contrary, they were overtaken by another class, which made them confused.
Lu Yuze has been standing in the position of the fourth stick, stretching his arms and ready at any time.
There were shouts all around, but he heard Gong Suhe's gentle voice: "Lu Yuze, come on!"
Two of his classmates have already got the handover stick. Lu Yuze is in a hurry and knows that his class is ten meters behind the first place.
Finally, Lu yuzefei got the handover stick and ran out
Around many students have begun to bet, bet about a week's breakfast.
Gong Su he waited quietly until seven players appeared in his sight.
From her point of view, she was not very accurate, but she felt vaguely that Lu Yuze had gone from the fourth to the second.
There was a loud noise around, and Gong Suhe was infected by the atmosphere and followed everyone.
Finally, several people got closer and closer, until Lu Yuze was the first to cross the finish line.
His classmates reached out to hold him, but they held him empty.
Lu Yuze's forehead was covered with sweat. He stretched out his arm and wiped it casually. He went to Gong Suhe.
Gong Suhe handed him the drink: "I didn't wring it."
"Well, I'll screw it myself." Lu Yuze said that, he took it directly and began to drink.
Next to him, several girls delivering water were slightly stiff. Then, a girl handed the towel to her.
Lu Yuze shook his head: "it's OK. I'll wash my face myself. Thank you."
Gong Suhe seemed to think of something. He took out a wet tissue from his schoolbag and handed it to him: "do you want this?"
"Well." Lu Yuze took it and wiped his face.
In the distance, Zhai Xingchen looked at the bustle ahead, and the light under his eyes went out.