When the electronic screen jumped to 3 meters, the entire sports center gradually became quiet, for fear that it would affect Gu Luo's performance.
Even the wind died down, leaving only the horizontal bar swaying gently on the bracket.
The sound of Gu Luo's running footsteps was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart again and again.
He jumped, flew into the air, did a Flop, and his body was almost in line with the ground.
"Passed!"
The referee's shouts were drowned out by the tsunami-like cheers.
Gu Luo fell on the mat, turned over and sat up, looking at the boiling stands, with a proud smile on the corner of his mouth.
The students of Guangya broke through the teachers' obstruction, rushed to the sidelines, and threw mineral water bottles and cheering signs into the air.
"Gu Shen!"
"Gu Shen!"
"Gu Shen!"
"Gu Shen!"
“....”
"Gu Shen!" The shout shook the heavens and the earth, drowning out the dead silence in the purple stands, drowning out Lu Yuanzhi's back as he turned and left, and echoing over and over again under the dome of the sports center.
The commotion in the west stand was like boiling water. Several young girls with high ponytails were crowded by the railings, staring at their cellphones.
The girl in the sweatshirt's fingers trembled as she pressed the search box. The person next to her grabbed her phone and swiped the screen: "The Olympic high jump record is... 39 meters."
"Three centimeters! Our Gu Shen is only 3 centimeters away!"
The fangirl with pigtails suddenly spoke, her voice as sharp as plastic film being torn apart.
She raised her phone above her head, the numbers on the screen gleaming white in the sunlight. Immediately, several hands reached out to vie for a look, and cheering signs made crisp sounds as they jostle.
"Will Gu Shen break the Olympic record?!"
"We must pass! We must pass!"
"God bless you, Buddha bless you, Guan Yu bless you! Amen!"
"As long as God Gu passes, I won't mine for three months!"
“.......”
On the other side, some Mingde students in purple uniforms clutched crumpled oil sketches, their gazes involuntarily drifting towards the west stand - the crowd there was creating a crazy wave. Some wrapped their school uniform jackets around the flagpole and waved them, while others jumped on the seats. Amid the blue and white waves, the words "Gu Shen" were shouted deafeningly.
Lost.
Totally lost.
What's the point of suppressing Guangya for two days?
We lost in one game.
I originally thought that foreign aid Lu Yuanzhi would definitely crush Gu Luo.
Unexpectedly, I was crushed.
Just at this moment, a close-up of Gu Luo suddenly appeared on the big screen.
He was bending over to tie his shoelaces, his fingertips brushing against the white swoosh logo on his sneakers. He then stood up and waved to the referee.
Seeing this, the referee walked quickly across the court, his leather shoes stepping on the plastic floor. The noise in the stadium suddenly stopped, and even the wind seemed to stop in mid-air.
"What's wrong with God Gu? What happened?"
"Isn't it a pulled muscle?"
"Calling the referee suddenly makes me nervous."
“…”
Students kept standing up, and the legs of their chairs made harsh scraping sounds on the ground.
Worried and doubtful eyes were fixed on the two figures whispering on the screen - Gu Luo's lips moved, and the referee suddenly widened his eyes with an expression of surprise. He almost dropped the recording board in his hand, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if he was choked by something.
"What's going on?"
"Oh my god, is there really something wrong?"
"Is my prediction really going to come true?"
“…”
The discussion at the scene was like spring silkworms chewing mulberry leaves, getting louder and louder.
When the referee turned and walked towards the crossbar, his fingers twisting the adjustment lever, the whole audience suddenly fell silent.
The clicking sound of the metal buckles turning was amplified infinitely, and each sound hit the eardrum - when the 4-meter number board was erected, someone in the stands let out a short scream, and then covered his mouth, as if afraid of disturbing some sacred moment.
In the VIP seats.
Guangya Principal Liu Jianguo suddenly jumped up from his chair, his thermos cup slammed onto the table, and the wolfberry water splashed on the speech manuscript, leaving a yellow circle. His eyes were fixed on Gu Luo on the big screen.
The other principals looked at each other in silence and shock.
㟧米四.
If he really skipped it, wouldn't that mean that if he participated in the Olympics, he would definitely win a gold medal for the country?
You should know that the number of medals won by China and America in the Olympics is very close, and the number of gold medals won in each event is almost the same.
It’s just that the number of silver and bronze medals she has won is not as many as America’s, so she has been ranked first in the world in recent years.
If she could win one more gold medal, she might be able to surpass America.
The most important thing is, with Gu Luo's incredible physical fitness and exaggerated athletic talent, will there be any miracles in other sports?
According to the Olympic competition system, each participant can register for up to three events.
High jump is a minor event in track and field. If Gu Luo participates in the Olympics in the future, he can sign up for two more.
In addition, you can participate in additional group events without taking up the individual event quota, and you can register additionally.
After Liu Jianguo's fantasy, his eyes lit up and his body couldn't help but tremble. If, if... Gu Luo could really do this one day.
Even if we take a step back, Gu Luo's current 3.3m high jump result is enough to qualify for the men's high jump event at next year's Olympics.
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