Cao Zhao: A question that cannot be answered.
"Yes?! Where?"
Cao Zhao didn't know how to explain it to his leader because he was afraid of making a mistake.
"Our school has a national second-level athlete participating in this competition." Section Chief Zhang said, first cheering up his own school.
In everyone's imagination, the so-called national second-level athlete should be able to run at the front of the field easily and lead the way, leaving the second place far behind.
At this moment, the competitors were fighting fiercely on the track, and no one really felt that there was a national second-level athlete. Where did this national second-level athlete reserve champion go?
Section Chief Zhang's face turned cold as he watched.
Seeing his leader like this, Cao Zhao said: I'll find a chance to pee. Today's game is clearly abnormal. Why is it abnormal? With his experience as a mentor, he knew it was because his students had joined.
"Why is it curled like this?" Section Chief Zhang finally remembered the original question. The women's 800-meter race in his school was not run like this. He stopped Cao Zhao who was about to go to the toilet and said, "Doctor Cao Zhao, what's going on?"
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Wu Manzhong and the other three, who had already run far away, turned around and saw that Cao Zhao was unable to move, so they immediately quickened their pace and slipped away.
Bang!
When entering the first lap of the 300-meter race, the third unprecedented group fall occurred on the track.
The audience gasped and felt sorry for every runner on the track: it was too hard.
He Xiangyu's fingers tightly pinched the clothes on her chest: Junior sister Xie Wanying is having a hard time, she feels like she is going to vomit blood after running 800 meters.
"She ran away, ran away—"
Finally, a contestant was seen breaking out of the chaotic group of contestants.
He Xiangyu felt suffocated: it was a yellow sportswear, and the junior sister was wearing a blue sportswear.
"What's wrong?" Teacher Lu held her arm tightly again, but the old man couldn't see it because of his poor eyesight.
If you listen, you can hear the noises getting louder and louder. The atmosphere in the stadium is so exciting that spectators keep coming in. The audience area is instantly crowded and the stadium is packed.
"This is not a race, it's F1 racing." Worried that his old mother would be squeezed by others, Zhang Huayao, the boss, complained.
The excitement before his eyes far exceeded his understanding of today's event.
"Help me find someone, and don't just focus on making fallacies." Teacher Lu stomped his feet on the ground and said to his son.
"Mom, calm down." Zhang Huayao patted his mother's back to help her calm down.
It must be admitted that the car race made of human body structure is more awesome. The acceleration and violent collision can scare the audience's heart out. As the son of a doctor, he needs to be terrified to prevent his patients from getting into accidents. On the other hand, he has to admit that wherever Xie goes, there is fighting and the competition scene is so exciting that it is unparalleled.
Hearing his son's evil intentions of watching the fight, Teacher Lu scolded him again: "Don't just watch the show."
"Mom, go find Cao Yong." Zhang Huayao's face showed the grievance of being scolded by his mother. "Let them be cheerleaders."
This big guy always has the clearest mind at all times.
Teacher Lu remembered his deployment of troops and nodded, "Yes, I arranged Cao Yong, Tao Zhijie, Fu Xinheng and others--"
It is very common to arrange cheerleaders to run with the runners in middle and long-distance races as long as the referee allows it.
The running companions are divided into sections in the inner circle of the playground, running with the runners from the start, cheering their runners on all the way.
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