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Every year at the end of spring and the beginning of summer, the school would hold sports competitions. More accurately, it was called track and field sports, and most of the competitions were limited to track and field events. Occasionally there are ball games, either as a fun item, or as part of the staff sports event. For example, it is very suitable for teaching staff to carry the ball and run to see who gets to the finish line first, or to throw the ball at a fixed point to see who has a lot of balls.

I have always lived in my own corner, and although my physical education class was good and my legs were long, I generally did not participate in sports events.

This year, Zhou Qingyun and Lan Hua had suggested it several times, but I couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

Actually, I have some innate advantages to participate in sports, such as fast reaction, explosive power, sprint is very advantageous. From the point of view of bringing glory to the class, I should have gone. Even if I get points for the college entrance examination, I should still try it. However, I have always had a weak sense of community. I have never thought of taking the College Entrance Examination with my shortsighted eyes, so these two reasons are of limited use.

Relatively speaking, I would prefer not to continue under everyone's supervision. I have a happy home, I like happiness and peace. So I'm more averse to it than ever. I can bear it, but that doesn't mean I like it.

In the end, after weighing the pros and cons, Zhou Qingyun asked me to participate in another identity. Because she decided, a classmate's misunderstanding is one thing, I can't be too self-contained is another. Actually, I don't think I've shut myself away, but it's not difficult for a correspondent. I accept her good intentions.

Each class had four messengers and one team leader. The good script had points, and it was finally used to judge the outstanding class and group.

Ah, I was finally involved in the great cause of collective glory, and I was proud of it.

Another advantage of this task was that he could hide behind someone else's back and send it out to the team leader after he was done. When he was reading the script, he would only read from a certain class.

Thus, I can be the mastermind. [I can even sit in the classroom and make up my script. Isn't it just right for me to pass the examination?]

Ha, the communication script is actually very simple and has a good sense of direction. My language is good, and I've written it before as well.

Also, sign up for an athlete and train during the day. Self-study at night they are training, go back to do homework, it's so hard ah, many students complain day after day.

I don't need the correspondent, though the team leader gave me a few examples, so there's nothing much to see.

Sitting waiting …

The school sports meet is quite lively, especially in our kind of key middle school, we have always pursued the all-round development of the moral and intellectual body, and the sports status is very high. The sports meeting was also highly valued. A few days ago, colorful flags were flying everywhere. The atmosphere was very good.

In fact, I have suspected, in the past always said, "the body is beautiful," now why removed the last two? But right now, I can't even protect myself. Who cares about the matters that the Ministry of Education and the Principal are concerned about?

Early in the morning, he arrived at school on time. There were students everywhere, wearing school uniforms and sports uniforms. There were three of them in groups of five, and they looked much more lively than usual. The logistics staff were also busy, sweating profusely and running around without any effort at all.

All the speakers were turned on, starting early in the morning with an athlete's march, the volume at least 70 decibels and repeated over and over again. I only had the feeling that I had lived near the school for a few days, and when I heard the loudspeakers, I couldn't sleep at all on weekends. Poor people around here, but not in my care.

We fly like eagles, we fly like swallows in the wind, we rush out of Asia like unstoppable water, we fight for the glory of the world, for the friendship of the five continents, for the ideals of humanity as a whole, for the spirit of the Olympics.

Familiar with the bronze pipe music, bright and heroic, full of passion, especially stirring. It was impossible for him to even doze off after coming here.

However, my immunity to the crowd was too strong. I avoided the crowd and continued to head towards the classroom. Even though there were still signs of restlessness in my blood, I seemed to have long left that world.

Before 8 PM, the athletes entered the arena. The announcer on the loudspeaker was full of passion and affection. Then play the national anthem and raise the flag …

At this moment, everyone within 800 meters was excited. I glance out the window and write furiously.

"The sea is vast, and the fishes leap in the air. The sky is high, and the birds fly. The annual school sports meeting is here again. In the clear blue sky and clear spring breeze, may our class, Jian'er and all the other students who are participating in the tournament, show off to their heart's content, release themselves, compete to a high level, compete to a high level, and reproduce their styles. "

A script, finished. Listen, it's not bad, is it? The script is different at different times. I can't be bothered to watch it bask in the sun, so I know.

The announcer was Miao Miao.

However, the broadcast team still had a team leader. As long as he accepted the script, the announcer would have to read it. Shaking his head, he continued:

"Look, the flags are fluttering; listen, the gongs and drums are beating; smell, the smell of sweat is drifting …" Bending over the starting line, what are you thinking? Of course it was surpassing the self! Surpassing yourself, you are a hero! Come on, first and second class students! "

"Your script..." My class's team leader read my manuscript over and over again, somewhat speechless, very distressed.

What I said was right, comparing with others isn't important, comparing with yourself is more important. This is all a lonely old man can do at sea. He had no one to compete with, and the shark could not compete with him. If you imagine yourself in trouble, or something, transcend yourself and say to yourself: I'll do it! In the end, he managed to persevere.

And, oh, I talk. Many people liked to see who was behind them and who was in front of them when they were running, especially when they were running for first place. They felt a heavy burden in their heart: I am first, but how far away are the others from me? In the end, it often backfired.

So, we need to adjust ourselves to compare with ourselves. Especially sprinting, which was different from medium and long distance running. Middle and long distance running is very particular about a little skill, for example, you can't run away from the beginning, it's better if someone takes you away, it's similar to mechanical following, it seems to be more labor-saving. A 100-metre sprint was different. Other than starting off quickly but not being able to run away, it was a run for their lives. They would only stop when they had reached the finish line. Especially before the finish line, you must not slow down.

Maybe it was my fault. Even though this was the truth, this kind of script was probably not passionate enough.

Ran Hua took it and read it, then said: "Well written! I'll send it up first. One point for a script and two points for an outstanding script.

I lowered my head, the script I wrote became full, sigh … Let's continue with the filling. I continue:

I'm free to write whatever I want. There was no mission, no pressure, no …

"Next, we will broadcast the submissions from the first and second classes: Look, the flags are flying; Listen, the gongs and drums are beating; Smell, the smell of sweat is drifting …"

"Nice makeup, it's the script for our class!" Someone rushed in like a gust of wind. It was the class monitor. He shouted and continued to shout at me, "Quickly! Ran Hua has decided to pass the long jump preliminaries! Quickly write! Your manuscript is not bad, hurry up! "

I looked up and saw that there were still five or six students in the classroom, all excited. Collective honor, not easy!

"There's more! "Zhao Yun is about to start writing his script …"

Four messengers, why are you looking for me? I was just having fun. Could it be that I'm causing trouble for myself again? But it's not easy to write a thesis. I like being free. However, it was obvious that my collective views were too poor. Since it was a group, how could I freely display it? Therefore, I reluctantly said:

"Beautiful makeup, quick, shot put …"

"Beautiful makeup, a man's level three jump …"

"Nice makeup, it's your script again, hahaha! I'll go check it out. My class has already read nine scripts, and I'm in first place! Come on! "

"Someone finally cheered me on. I let go of my finger and my middle finger turned red." "Huu huu …"

"F * ck …" A few guys dragged Zhao Yun in, hurriedly stuffed something into a drawer, turned around and ran back. When they reached the door, they stopped and said with a smile, "The makeup is nice, Zhao Yun is only 200 meters long, now we only have 4 × 100 meters of strength. Come on, cheers for us."

My mind was a little slow, and I didn't even pay attention to the broadcast awards ceremony. I probably missed a congratulatory script, but I just heard Zhao Yun's name read out. Perhaps, that was written by another correspondent, but Zhao Yun's expression did not look good.

I nodded. I'm guilty. I continued to work hard, putting on a big show and pointing at the team leader. Grind, spread the paper, feed the birds, send the manuscript!

I continued to write: "The men's 4 × 100 meter relay preliminaries are about to begin. Zhao Yun, you are the pride of our class … What are the names of the others? " I turned to the chief. Excuse me for being so ill-informed, but I don't know who's taking part in the relay race.

Chief hastily added two names and I continued after him, "… Let's win this relay race together for this friendly relay race! Come on! "

When did I get to know a friend? I don't know.

Ah, it's written, and I feel like I'm in it, and I'm excited.

A sense of collectivity was quite good. The sports meet was also pretty good.

With the sports event, everyone has a new center of gravity, and at this time, they once again accept me. To circle around the Earth together and get along peacefully, wasn't that great? In any case, I enjoy it.

At noon, the school's gate opened and the tense atmosphere temporarily relaxed. However, the enthusiasm for the match did not diminish at all. He swung his arms and kicked his legs, as if preparing for the afternoon competition.

It was rare for them to have time to relax. Many of them would go out to eat or stroll around. There were many shops nearby, and many students were doing business, from snack snacks to clothing decorations to bookstore games. There were all sorts of things, and it was very rich.

"Come on, let's go and eat!" Zhao Yun'er was in a particularly good mood today. The first few projects he had decided on this morning, as well as the four hundred meters to enter the finals, had all made him feel extremely satisfied and manly.

I shook my head. Without my guardian's approval, I still had to be honest and comfortable and go out to eat.

"I'll treat you. Go on. Ran Hua and the others are all going. " Zhao Yun wasn't his usual bashful self, he looked at me with great enthusiasm, with a head full of sweat, and hair so wet that it looked like … Or maybe it really was fished out of the water. It was hot, and the boy was sweating. He ran to the tap to wash one. It was normal.

I shook my head. "You guys can go. I'm not hungry."

I didn't know how to refuse, so I came up with one of the least nutritious reasons. Actually, he wasn't that hungry, so he felt better.

"Tomorrow afternoon, we athletes will have a meal. Your communication team can also join." Ran Hua came over to help me out. Half of the sun's shadow could be seen on his rosy face, making his look extremely comfortable.

I nodded, waited a moment, and then went out to eat with Comfortable.

In fact, I guessed that my family has a very powerful guardian, so he didn't want to make things difficult for me, right?

Hehe, my guardian is very tyrannical. Since he set three meals a day, I have occasionally thought about school for a meal, or the occasional trend to lose weight. A few days ago my aunt had a stomachache, and then I heard the most "new" smell, and I didn't want to eat it.

In the end, he almost made the other party finish their food when he got back.

In the afternoon, the competition was even more intense. Many of the events had entered into the final stage, and even the form teacher had entered the stage. Broadcasters practice favoritism and cheer for their own class or acquaintances. Teachers participating in teaching staff competitions

My hand is almost cut off, I write more, I use more, and I'm expected to be higher. My enthusiasm is so high. Suddenly understand, why every time the revolution is a student, hot-blooded youth, I do not blame myself. Hot blood, young.

"Nice makeup, I didn't expect you to look so quiet and write such exciting words!" The team leader started praising me and feeding me sugar. His purpose: Quickly write, write more, write properly …

"Your makeup is really good, your level is really high, no wonder your composition is so good."

I got a little proud of myself and went back to my hard work.

I really didn't realize that the physical performance of our class was actually quite good, especially the sprint. In a while, the women would enter the finals at 4 × 100. In a while, the women's javelins would obtain second place and then fourth place. In a while, the women's 800 meter preliminaries would begin …

Sweat began to form on my forehead.

In the broadcast, a woman with a height of 1500 meters began recording. My script wasn't finished yet, how depressing.

"… …." "Fellow student Liao Liang from your class, please come to the recording counter to take a look. Liao Liang, please take a look at the recording counter to take a look." On the radio, Miao Miao was shouting.

I was stunned for a moment and suddenly thought, "What does' check 'mean?"

Forgive me, idiot. I've listened to countless of reports over the years, but I still couldn't figure it out. In the past, I didn't know, but now, I'm suddenly a little interested. I don't know how Liao Liang came to participate. But she was tall and strong, and she should be taking part.

The calligraphy is flying, the characters are flying, I did not understand the meaning of the word "record."

"Ah, that's great!" It was unknown when the group leader came back, but he stood beside me and spittle flew from his mouth, "Your makeup is really good. Did you know that our class has sent a total of twenty-six drafts, and he's definitely number one?" Haha, Teacher Zhou is really happy. "

I finally felt the power of the collective, the strength of the collective.

"It's been hard on you. Get ready. It's almost over." Chen Hua was standing next to me. She was wearing a tank top and her sports coat was draped over her shoulders.

His muscles were so strong, not the delicate style of a dancer, but the strength type of a bodybuilder. It looked very reliable.

Today is the end. I packed up and prepared to go home after the meeting. "You can go first. I'll be there in a moment." They stand together, and we go to the stands, not the same place.

Think, sports, feel not bad, I also appreciate, also participated. Carrying my school bag on my back seems to be all of my gains today.

With the brass music, my mood relaxed, my heels off the ground, inadvertently want to follow the rhythm.

After a tiring day, listening to his script read out one after another, he felt very happy even without reading his own name.

Happiness, I can still pay; happiness, my sacrifice has meaning and value, some people are willing to accept; happiness, as long as the will, we are not the same person. No one was perfect, and it was not a great evil. As long as they stepped back, they could share their joy.

Happiness was that simple.

I put my hand in my pocket, using my cell phone and knife. I frowned slightly, then relaxed.

In the end, he still had to fight for and defend his happiness. When he owned it, he had to grasp it firmly.

I wanted to call Yin Yijie or Song University to see who would pick me up.

The heart is happier. Because recently Yin Yijie often sent me to school, from time to time will pick me up from school.

The sports meeting is held today, and it ends at a different time from usual school hours. We all have to wait.

But it doesn't matter. At the worst, maybe …

"Pah!"

I jumped. There were very few people in the school building today. They were either talking or talking about love in the quiet corners of the sports field. There were fewer people here, and they were all busy gathering at the sports field. They would probably call out names.

No one. Was there a ghost?

Few of my classmates were as good as me, and they even snapped their fingers to tease me. I quickly turned my head back to confirm …

A wet tissue suddenly covers my face, the gesture is gentle, as if to wipe my sweat …

No! Awoo …

My pupils suddenly widened. It was already too late. The man behind me was wearing a tracksuit, but he was so unfamiliar that I couldn't remember his name.

His smile was complacent, sinister, and slightly nervous.

I …

My mind went numb, and it was as if my consciousness had been wrenched away, or hypnotized.

My only thread of consciousness told me that I was in danger.

There was a problem with the tissue!

I … Just as Yin Jiu said, the brown down jacket from last time was just a foreign item. As for today's one, it is clear that... "Swish!" "Swish, swish …

There was no need for me to say anything more. The boy in the tracksuit was holding my arm.

I followed him mechanically.

Step by step, down the stairs, out of the direction of the playground, or around something else, I don't know.

However, after turning around for a long while, he finally walked towards the entrance of the school …

The boy took off his tracksuit and draped it over my shoulders.

All that was left in my mind were the words "Yin Yijie".

There was also a boy who said, "Follow me." He hugged me. My body was soft and my consciousness was muddled …

He felt an instinctive fear, not knowing why he didn't scream and why he didn't run away.

Why did I have to be so helpless and soft in the arms of a strange boy, letting him do whatever he wanted?

There was a silver-gray car parked by the road. The boy half carried me to the back of the car.

The car immediately started up and sped away.

I tried to regain consciousness, but it seemed as though I had fainted for a while.

After an unknown period of time, he gradually felt something.

The car drove very fast, but it seemed like it was still controlling itself, stopping and walking …

Suddenly, the car made a big turn and then jolted violently a few times.

I felt as if I were sitting in a tractor or a trampoline, my ass aching, my body uncomfortable, my head dizzy.

The evening wind, which was a bit irritable and oppressive, blew in through the window. The smell of dust and manure was getting rougher and rougher.

Daughters flew all over the sky, shaking and falling, and a few landed on my shoulder.

The faint fragrance was like the sighs of a flower, unable to be dispersed.

The setting sun occasionally sneaked into my face, trying to attract my attention. How come my thoughts weren't clear enough? What could I do?

The Lou Zigui bird cried out, "It's better to go home …"