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Hearing this, Meng Kang didn't understand, and his face was red for a while, not angry, but ashamed.
Opening his mouth, he seemed to want to leave this place and went to Wang Zhizhuan's side meeting, only to find that the dead party was staring at him, and begged him not to come.
Meng Kang wants to cry without tears, who is the one who got the trouble today, and made such a big oolong? In front of the whole class? I didn't see Xu Yuanyuan also looked at him with a strange face, as if I wanted to say that this IQ is really weak.
"Shall we take off our shoes for comparison, if you insist?" Yang Ning did not forget to make up the knife.
Meng Kang's face was green, and he stared at Yang Ning bitterly: "You are going to compare with A Yuan!"
As soon as A Yuan heard Meng Kang's words, his face turned black on the spot. This guy was definitely intentional. Hey, why don’t you let him go and compare with Wang Zhi?
In terms of height, A Yuan is still confident, one meter and eight five, absolute physical fitness. But for the moment, he was the last person in the class who didn't want to stand with Yang Ning. He stood for the two of them for nothing else. His bamboo pole's name would be completely settled.
"Okay, let's warm up first and wait for the men's 1,000-meter long-distance test." Teacher Wu clapped his hands to stop the farce.
"Teacher Wu, I have a field test with them. How about you being the referee?" The little fat man hippie ran out smilingly. After drinking the potion, he felt full of energy and exploded. He wanted to see it soon. Wang Zhizhuan's decadent and lost look.
"You also participate?" Teacher Wu was puzzled: "When you listened to long-distance running, it was you who walked the fastest. Is it turning today?"
"It's different from the past. Teacher Wu, we are clumsy in the past, afraid to attack the confidence of some people." The little fat man said in a daze.
Wang Zhizhuan's Hu Peng dog friends vomited one by one, and secretly dared to say this because of shame.
Teacher Wu didn't care, and stared at the fat man with great interest: "Zhou Xiaofei, are you really comparing?"
"Of course." The fat man nodded vigorously.
"Who wants to compare?" He said, looking at Yang Ning.
"Me." Yang Ning stood up consciously.
Wang Zhizhuan and A Yuan also walked out of the team. If they didn't show up at this point, it would be tantamount to admonishment.
"Just four of you, no one else?" Teacher Wu finally confirmed.
When no one spoke, Mr. Wu nodded: "Yes, according to your rules, the shortest total time is the winner." After a pause, he said: "Students want to watch this long-distance race? Then let them four No one has any opinions, right?"
Everyone said in unison, Mr. Wu waved his hand and said: "You prepare for each, start in three minutes."
"Is it okay?" Wang Zhizhuan took A Yuan to the starting line, his face not calm at first.
A Yuan is also the same. He thought it was two **** that could throw a few streets. However, seeing Yang Ning's body board, he didn't think that this game would be a win.
Anyone who has been playing fitness for a long time knows that from a person’s figure, he can see the amount of exercise in his usual days, flexing Yang Ning’s beneficial arms, and if there are abs and chest muscles under the vest, even A Yuan Become unremarkable.
"I try my best, but Zhou Xiaofei must not run fast, and the total length of time counts. We have at least 80% of the winning side." A Yuan frowned. "Relax, unless we can't beat Zhou Xiaofei, we can't lose."
"Joke, even the first pig can't run away, so just find a piece of tofu and kill it." Wang Zhizhuan also relaxed.
Five minutes later, Mr. Wu stood on the edge of the starting line: "I hope the four of you can promote the spirit of sports. Winning or losing does not represent anything. Everything is about participation."
Feeling a smell of gunpowder, Mr. Wu knew it and said it in vain, confirming: "Check some shoelaces, if there is no problem, I start to count down."
"Fives!"
"four!"
"three!"
"two!"
"One!"
"Start!"
As the colorful flag in the hands of Teacher Wu waved high, a swift figure swept away, and everyone opened their mouths in shock. It wasn’t anyone else who ran out first. It turned out to be the little fat man Zhou Xiaofei!
"Still stunned! Run!" Wang Zhizhuo was hurriedly chased by the fat man, and he turned his head subconsciously, only to find that A Yuan was still at the starting line, squinting with Yang Ning.
"You run first, and I will come later." A Yuan looked calmly.
"Okay." It is clear that he is not qualified to gesticulate in other people's areas of expertise. Despite feeling uncomfortable, Wang Zhizhuan gritted his teeth and chased toward the little fat man.
"Why don't you run?" Yang Ning looked at A Yuan playfully.
"The enemy doesn't move, I don't move." A Yuan looked serious: "I have to admit that you are strong, and even I have pressure. However, I firmly believe that I can laugh till the end."
"Are you sure?" Yang Ning suddenly laughed.
"Of course." A Yuan frowned. The smile on Yang Ning's face made him very uncomfortable. To be precise, he was guilty.
"It's better to wait for them to return to the starting line again. Let's run again?" Yang Ning laughed.
"can."
A Yuan nodded, he knew that Yang Ning didn't need to play tricks on him, his tense nerves gradually relaxed, and he began to look at the current situation.
But at this glance, A Yuan was stunned. With his experience, he immediately saw that the little fat man was a hundred meters ahead of Wang Zhi!
How can this be?
A Yuan was completely shocked. In his opinion, ten fat men couldn't run Wang Zhizhuan, but Wang Zhizhuan's face was flushed, and the fat man easily relaxed, knowing that the former had physical problems, but the latter still Leave some energy!
Wang Zhizhuan was more and more shocked. If someone told him before that he would be completely suppressed by the fat man in the long-distance running, then he would definitely feel that the person who said this was sick.
But now he is crazy! He couldn't even run a fat man of 160 pounds!
false! It's too fake!
"Zizhuan! Hurry up!"
"Catch it!"
Wang Zhizhuan's dead parties also became nervous, cheering Wang Zhizhuan around the sidelines.
Secretly clenching his teeth, Wang Zhizhuan chased and secretly scolded A Yuan that this guy was not a thing. If he led the way from the beginning, how could the situation be so passive?
But scolding, he suddenly realized that A Yuan was holding back the more terrifying Yang Ning.
Suddenly, Wang Zhizhuan was grieved and angry, and he began to scold himself because he couldn't run a pig! He is now a waste of hindsight!
"Zhou Xiaofei, don't run!" Wang Zhizhuan may be extremely sad, even turning grief into strength, and suddenly mentioned the speed.
The little fat man who was originally freehand, suddenly saw Wang Zhizhuan close to him, suddenly surprised, and the speed under his feet suddenly accelerated.
The two of them came back to the starting line soon after, and at the same time, the onlookers were also shocked to drop their chins. Several people with better relationships with the fat people spontaneously cheered on the sidelines as if they are now in the limelight. They are the same.
Other classes, as well as lower-grade students, also started to watch the battle. From time to time, some girls shouted that the seniors would cheer, making the little fatter more excited, and rushed to the starting line.
At this moment, the distance between him and Wang Zhizhuan opened again.
"Fuck!"
Wang Zhizhuan, who was extremely grieved and angry, saw the little fat man speeding up, and almost turned his back. He now has only one thought, chase!
In fact, Teacher Wu thought that this would be a game of disparity in strength, but he guessed the beginning correctly, but he guessed the wrong process, and even the wrong end.
Because this game is so disparate!
The fat man actually suppressed Wang Zhizhuan?
A hundred meters away?
by!
Hidden!
Teacher Wu almost couldn't help but burst on the spot!