"See, I wasn't lying to you. If you insist on reaching the finish line, you'll have to lie on the ground. I'll learn how to run and get you there. I'll even give you the second spot. How about that?"

Li Guang no longer had the heart to chat with Wan Feng. Since there was no chance of getting first place, getting second place would be good too.

But just one second before the finish line, that damn bastard suddenly accelerated and crossed the finish line before him.

At this moment, Li Guang lost all hope and turned into the field and lay on the ground as soon as he passed the finish line.

"Oh! I'm so sorry. I was going to give you the second place, but my damn legs sped up on their own. How about I give them a beating?"

Wan Feng squatted beside Li Guang with a hypocritical expression on his face.

If you dare to look down on Jiangwei School, I will kill you. I am not a good man.

At this moment, Li Guang felt like vomiting blood. "You hit your feet? Why don't you hit your face?"

Wan Feng shook his head. "It's really boring to see you half-dead. Okay, I'm going to go collect my award. Remember what I said: don't make such arrogant statements when you don't have the strength to crush your opponent. Even your father, a high-ranking county official, can't help you."

The first-place prize in the 800-meter race was a 2-cent handkerchief, two lesson plan books worth 1.2 cents each, and a metal pencil case. The second-place prize was two lesson plan books worth 1.2 cents each, two exercise books worth 5 cents each, and four dark green drawing pencils.

"Wan Feng, thank you!" Tan Chun knew how he got the first place, so he naturally wanted to thank Wan Feng.

"It's not worth mentioning. In the face of collective honor, the gains and losses of a single person are nothing."

Look what it means to show off, this is it.

After receiving the prizes, the two went to the school and were warmly welcomed by the Jiangwei School team.

"Is there anyone who finished the competition and got nothing?" Wan Feng asked the people from Jiangwei School.

The two lower grade boys lowered their heads in shame.

Wan Feng split his prize in two and threw it to the two Raos: "Take it. It would be embarrassing to go back empty-handed."

The two children were overjoyed.

Just when Wan Feng was about to order something to show off, Xu Bin came back in a hurry with an abnormal expression on his face. As soon as he saw Wan Feng, he immediately put his mouth to Wan Feng's ear.

"Brother! It's bad, Jiang Jun was beaten."

"What? Who hit you?"

"They're from the sports school."

In order to avoid causing panic, Wan Feng pulled Xu Bin outside the school's residence and asked, "What's going on?"

"Jiang Jun was selling popsicles, and a few guys from the sports school tried to eat them without paying. An argument ensued, and then a fight ensued."

"That's it, no fiction at all?"

"That's absolutely what happened. I wasn't far from him at the time and I thought they were just arguing, but then they started fighting."

"Where?"

"It's right in front of the sports school dormitory."

Before Xu Bin finished speaking, Wan Feng's body flew out like an arrow and ran straight to the first row of houses in the central school.

Is there a custom of free food and free rubbing in middle school? How did something like this happen again?

Just because Wan Feng could tolerate Zhu Lao Er taking his popsicle without paying doesn’t mean Jiang Jun can tolerate it too.

Jiang Jun, who has just seen the economic benefits, would fight to the death if someone touched his economic achievements.

On the left side of the main gate in the middle of the first row of houses in the middle school is the student dormitory of the sports school, and the right half is the school's sundry warehouse and cafeteria.

There was a group of people gathered in front of the sports school dormitory, at least twenty or thirty people.

It is obvious that Jiang Jun died... and was robbed here.

Wan Feng quickly squeezed into the crowd and saw Jiang Jun sitting on the ground with his clothes disheveled and wiping his tears. The wooden box fell beside him and there were more than a dozen scattered popsicles on the ground, some of which had melted slightly.

Wan Feng glanced at the people around him and squatted beside Jiang Jun: "Stop crying, what's going on?"

Jiang Jun stopped wiping his tears when he saw Wan Feng coming. "A few students from the sports school took... my ten popsicles and refused to pay. When I asked them for money, they knocked over my box. I then... "

"Where are they?"

Jiang Jun took his hands off his eyes, scanned the crowd, and pointed at a few people across from him who looked indifferent: "That's them."

Wan Feng took a look and saw four or five students around fifteen or sixteen years old standing at the door of the sports school dormitory, looking at them with a smile on their faces. To his surprise, Wan Feng also saw Zhu Lao Er behind them.

"Did you guys do it?" Wan Feng asked with a serious face.

"We did it. We just ate a few popsicles. How dare we make such a scene in front of the sports school? We simply don't know the rules."

What are the unwritten rules here at the sports school? What rules?

"You stole my classmate's popsicle and beat him up. What are you going to do?"

"What should we do?" The man with a flat head, who was the leader of the sports school students, said indifferently.

Students in the sports school had some privileges among other students at that time because strictly speaking they were not under the control of the middle school and the only one who could control them was their coach.

"Apologize to my classmate and compensate for all the losses, and we'll let this matter go."

"Haha! Are you kidding me? Should I apologize to you? Don't even think about it. Our teacher is right in the playground. Go and sue him if you are not satisfied!" The flat-headed man pointed his hand towards the square.

Wan Feng nodded: "I will go find your teacher."

"Xu Bin, you stay here with Jiang Jun, I'll be back soon."

The busiest people during the sports meet are the physical education teachers, as they are responsible for the overall planning and on-the-spot command of the sports meet.

There are four physical education teachers in Yongshi Commune Middle School, among whom Zhang Xushao is the most famous. He is the general commander of this sports meeting and he is also the head coach of the sports school.

Although Wan Feng and Zhang Xushao have not had any intersection yet, Zhang Xushao and Wan Feng are not strangers to each other at all.

This guy does have some unique ideas in sports training. Since the establishment of the sports school at Warriors Middle School, he has indeed cultivated a large number of sports talents.

Until he died of cancer at the age of 58, in nearly 30 years, he had trained five continental champions, more than a dozen national champions, and countless provincial and regional champions.

Many of his disciples served in a certain famous army at that time.

Two thousand years ago, this guy was indeed wholeheartedly cultivating sports talents and worked hard, but around 2,000 years ago he started to go astray, and I don't know when he started to cause trouble to girls.

He had assaulted many female athletes at the sports school, some as young as fifteen or sixteen. As a result, the school was plagued by a lot of romantic scandals during that period.

This guy eventually died of cancer. Many people died because of this, which damaged their health and shortened their lifespan.

At this time, Zhang Xushao was sitting on the podium as the commander-in-chief, directing all directions.

Wan Feng walked through the middle of the stadium and came to the opposite side of Zhang Xushao in front of the "Chairman's" podium.