Chapter 715: If you don't make a sound, you will be amazing.
Everyone's attention was focused on the court, including Zhou Zixu. His exceptional performance did not mean that Qian Guoqiang would be worse than him.
Zheng Yaoxian was the most nervous. He came to the competition to win and no one wanted to lose.
Moreover, he tried his best today, hoping to win a gold medal to make up for last year's regret.
Now Zhou Zixu has become a dark horse. If Qian Guoqiang performs well again, the championship will be decided between the two of them.
Soon, Qian Guoqiang on the field finished the 400-meter obstacle race, put his hands on his waist, and was breathing heavily.
He had always had a proud look in his eyes, but now it was filled with nervousness. He stared at the soldier who was counting the seconds to report his result.
Because he wanted to win so much, he almost fell twice while running, which wasted some time, so he was very nervous.
"One minute and thirty-nine seconds."
The soldier who counted the seconds read out his time loudly, which was three seconds slower than Zhou Zixu. He shook his fist in the air in anger. If it weren't for those two mistakes, he would have definitely surpassed Zhou Zixu.
“Not bad.”
After Qian Guoqiang left the field, Wu Changjiang went over and patted him on the arm and said words of encouragement, but Qian Guoqiang glared at him in return.
He was obviously three seconds slower than Zhou Zixu, and had already lost, but he was still saying it was good? Was he mocking him?
As proud as he was, he couldn't accept losing to Zhou Zixu in both rounds. He gritted his teeth as he passed by him. Zhou Zixu raised his chin and smiled arrogantly at him.
When he came yesterday, he showed him friendliness, but was met with contempt and indifference. Now his smile was a smile of victory, letting him know that there is always someone better.
"Next time, you won't be so lucky."
Qian Guoqiang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence, his eyes became sharp as a knife, and he couldn't wait to have a final with Zhou Zixu.
"We'll see."
Zhou Zixu smiled brightly. Is he someone who is afraid of threats?
"Zheng Yaoxian is playing."
The soldier on the field read out the list loudly. Zheng Yaoxian took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Zixu ferociously, and waved his fist at him.
Throw down a threat: "Don't be complacent too soon."
Zhou Zixu still raised his eyebrows and smiled at him, his sparkling peach blossom eyes were like bright gems in the sun, flashing with confidence.
Zheng Yaoxian pursed his lower lip and narrowed his eyes dangerously. He really wanted to knock Zhou Zixu's smile away with a punch and make him look for his teeth on the ground.
Seeing his smile and comparing it to his own nervousness made him feel indignant.
He trained so hard that after a year, his sweat almost formed a river. But he happened to run into this hippie boy who always had the upper hand over him.
In his opinion, Zhou Zixu won easily, as if he won by playing.
This made him very unconvinced, and he held his breath, determined to beat Zhou Zixu in this event.
After watching the two games, Zhou Zisong's heart was as excited as the Yellow River, but his expression was still calm as usual. He looked at his brother and praised him.
"Zi Xu, you did well today. Keep going and don't be careless."
He had to remind Zhou Zixu that his younger brother was easily proud, and even now he still looked relaxed and laughing as usual, which made him very worried.
"Don't worry! We will definitely win this game. Zheng Yaoxian's best time is one minute and thirty-nine seconds, unless he can surpass it."
Political Commissar Zhang looked at Zhou Zixu with excitement, feeling that victory was in sight.
This Zhou Zixu would have been fine if he hadn't made any noise, but his sudden success was truly stunning, which was really unexpected.
Zhou Zixu looked towards the field. The starter had already given the order and Zheng Yaoxian sped out.
He looked at Political Commissar Zhang again, smiling confidently.
"He's already started running."
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