Chapter 75

The interaction between the two fell into Cheng Yang's eyes, as if laughing at his narcissism.

Cheng Yang became angry and sniffed, "mountain potion? Isn't this for people with kidney deficiency? Fu Pei, if you have kidney deficiency, you should throw shot put

Fu Huihui said with cooperation, "it is estimated that Fu Pei has played more black boxing and hurt his body."

The biggest insult to a man is undoubtedly not questioning his ability.

There was laughter.

In the past, Fu Pei had been angry for a long time, but now he is in a good mood. He ignores everyone and drinks the potion calmly.

It starts with the referee's voice.

Fu Pei neatly took off his school uniform coat and wore a black vest inside.

The arm line is beautiful, the muscles on the arm stretch forcefully, the whole person is a and desire.

In contrast, Cheng Yang thin not to pull a few standing next to him, more like kidney deficiency himself.

The girls' eyes were all on Fu Kai.

Cheng Yang clenched his teeth and sneered, "Fu Pei, I am a sports student. I have several years' experience in throwing shot put. If you have kidney deficiency, you can give up as soon as possible!"

Fu Pei ignored him and turned to his side, his dark eyes glued to Fu Tin's body.

He was short, thin lips close to the ears of Fu tin, the protruding laryngeal node rolled down, "listen to Fu, open your eyes, watch, my physical strength is OK or not."

The shot put is divided into three rounds.

There is one shot putter with a weight of 5 kg. Because none of them are professional athletes, the shot put is thrown directly into the distance, and the result is terrible.

To Cheng Yang here, he used a professional action - sliding shot put way, very beautiful throw out, completed the best result of 9 meters.

The referee exclaimed, "nine meters is good, two more meters, you can participate in the city level competition."

"Ah, ah, Cheng Yang is so handsome!"

"Worthy of being a gentleman from the capital, he is a professional!"

"What to do? I'm climbing the wall. I like men with a sense of strength."

Many girls are screaming, which greatly satisfies Cheng Yang's self-confidence.

He is particularly proud to look at Fu Kai, ready to appreciate the other side of the body empty ugly.

However, the young man's standard position of the shot put against his jaw, and then his right arm quickly and forcefully threw the shot out -

"11m!" The referee's surprise voice came, and Cheng Yang was stunned.

How could it be?

Fu Wei is just the most common push, can push to 11 meters!

This result can participate in the municipal competition!

The others were dumbfounded and there was no sound around.

Cheng Yang's face is very ugly, and he thinks Fu Kai is definitely a dog's luck. He can't be worse than Fu Yang.

It's another low position move, and it's a quick shot put.

This time he did well, pushing to 10 meters.

Putting shot put is very damaging. If you push it far for the first time, it can't be farther than the first time. Cheng Yang thinks Fu Pei can't surpass him.

He felt that the court had been found and looked at Fu Kai again. Almost no blood came out!

Fu Pei actually launched 12 meters. Did he eat spinach?

Even the referee was shocked, "have you practiced specially?"

Fu Pei's expression is very cold, "Oh, cast casually."

Cheng Yang wants to spit his saliva. What kind of competition!

Can you throw that at random?

Around is a professional sports student, he cast two times have a bit of body deficiency, but look at Fu, but the face is not red, breathless.

Cheng Yang is a little nervous. Now he is not far away from Fu Pei. If Fu Pei throws farther than him in the last round, he will lose face and lose his hair.

He thought for a moment that when throwing, the athlete should not touch the top of the iron edge or the ground outside the throwing circle, otherwise it would be regarded as a violation.

If Fu Wei breaks the rules, he will be the first one.

Cheng Yang has a little abacus in his mind. Quietly Mimi drops a plastic bottle to Fu Pei, and he is about to step on it.

At this time, he suddenly changed his posture, his back to the throwing direction, his trunk and shoulder strap turned to the right, and he pulled out the ball quickly and forcefully -

brush!

15 meters!

"Lying trough!" There were shouts of surprise outside the field.

"What do I see, 15 meters, is Fu going against the sky?"

"15 meters are just like professional athletes!"

"Ah, ah, uncle Fu is so handsome. His physical strength is too good. I'm in a hurry with anyone who says that he has kidney deficiency!"

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