On this day when Xiao Kunzi was one year older, as an unreliable author, I would like to commemorate it with additional updates. This is what you are thinking about. Do you think Xiao Kunzi is getting older? 2333333~~~~~~~~

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Ling Xiaoxiao stood beside Brother Zhen to warm up seriously and ran a hundred meters. She actually had no idea. She usually ran slowly and rarely ran fast. She didn't know what kind of degree she could run with all her strength. However, after thinking about the strength she had to breathe for a while when she was riding on the ground in her previous life, she had no confidence in herself.

"Xiaoxiao, wait and see what I arranged yesterday. I will run the first ball, Liu Yu will run the second ball, Tiantian will play the third ball, and you will play the last ball, so you must strive to run into the top three, otherwise there will be no score." Brother Zhen looked at the third grade girl in junior high school not far away, and he had already started to prepare in the field.

Brother Zhen made this arrangement so that they could win the rankings from one end to the other. In this sports meet, there were several girls in several classes running very fast, especially in terms of sprinting. Although there were several girls in Class 6 that were not as fast as Brother Zhen, their winning lies in their average strength. It is most likely to achieve results when participating in this kind of relay race.

The children in the junior high school group finished the run and it was the high school group. Because the 40-meter preliminaries and finals took too much time, the teacher in charge had to reduce the time and count the number of people directly, and then grouped them in sequence. Each group was handed over to the special students to take to the venue.

Ling Xiaoxiao and Zheng Tian both had the last shot, so they naturally gathered together and were preparing to go to the field with the classmates who led the team. As soon as they passed, they saw Jiang Zizhuo, who was also dressed in sports. Ling Xiaoxiao was stunned, and then thought that this person was the first in the first place in 20 meters, and he must also participate in the relay race.

Seeing Ling Xiaoxiao and Zheng Tian coming together, Jiang Zizhuo raised his eyebrows, looked at Ling Xiaoxiao and said, "You are the last blow, too?"

Ling Xiaoxiao nodded: "Brother Zhen wants to compete with the top three, so she runs the first shot. I run the last shot."

This arrangement is more reasonable, but Jiang Zizhuo still looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's thin arms and legs uncertainly: "You are sure you'll be sure you'll have a problem with the last stick?"

What does it mean! Ling Xiaoxiao didn't care about the number of people and stared at him with dissatisfaction. She was a big guy in the slightest way! There were only a dozen girls in the class. Basically everyone has projects, and it was even more important to be responsible for her!

When Ling Xiaoxiao stared at her anger, the calm expression on Jiang Zizhuo's face faded like water, and a gentle smile appeared on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, like the intoxicating spring breeze in April. Not only was Ling Xiaoxiao blinded, but the girls in other classes around him were sucking like a flower-in-law.

Ling Xiaoxiao came to her senses and glared at Jiang Zizhuo again, wanting him to put away the smile on his face. This person was already attractive enough just standing there. If you smile like this, who can resist it, girls?

Jiang Zizhuo didn't seem to care about the thoughts and opinions of the people around him. He still smiled gently and looked at the vivid expression on Ling Xiaoxiao's face. The more he looked, the deeper the smile.

The students who led the team counted the number of students and confirmed that the students from all classes in the three grades had arrived. Then they blew a whistle and then led everyone to the track and the last relay point.

Jiang Zizhuo was still walking beside Ling Xiaoxiao, looking at her still wearing the vest and shorts that she had yesterday, with dissatisfaction in her eyes unblocked, and she looked at Ling Xiaoxiao's face with obvious disagreement. Ling Xiaoxiao was walking while secretly glanced at Jiang Zizhuo's expression. Seeing his expression, something she dared not think about or confirm before. Finally, there was a vague answer in her heart. This perception made her happy and made her want to scream loudly.

However, when she was walking on the track, she was surrounded by people, and she could not do anything. She could only clench her fists tightly and press the joy that she wanted to burst out in her heart.

The relay race started from the first year of high school. As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao and the others arrived at the designated location, she and the girls from other classes were directly taken to the last relay place. Her fists were still clenched tightly. When she turned around, she saw Jiang Zizhuo standing not far from her, bent her mouth and nodding towards her.

The gunshots sounded not far away, and Ling Xiaoxiao felt that Brother Zhen rushed out like a Li Xian arrow. Behind her, Ye Xiaofei was still following her closely. Behind Ye Xiaofei, she was a female classmate from Class 6. The three of them left the others behind when they started.

Ling Xiaoxiao was nervously staring at the situation on the track, and saw Brother Zhen and Liu Yu successfully hand over. Then Liu Yu ran forward desperately, but after all, she was not tall and had no strength. She was caught up by classmates in other classes after less than half of her run. By the time the baton was handed over to Ling Xiaoxiao, Class 9 had already fallen to fifth place.

Before the race, Brother Zhen trained Ling Xiaoxiao a little bit of the key points of sprinting. She was already holding a lot of anger in her heart and wanted to vent her. She took out her fastest speed and started running on the track with her long legs.

In each class with conditions, the last bat sent out all the players with strong players. Even if Ling Xiaoxiao took the fastest, she only passed the third place at the last moment and got the guaranteed score for the class.

The feeling of running with all your strength was very bad. Ling Xiaoxiao bent over and gasped, and she was almost suffocating. Brother Zhen ran the first shot, and the ending position was not here. Ling Xiaoxiao could only vaguely see her doing a simple stretch opposite the track. She rested for a while and her breathing began to stabilize. Then she stood up straight and looked at the track.

At the starting line, the boys in each class have already prepared and are just waiting for the gun to fire.

From afar, she could see Jiang Zizhuo and Zheng Tian standing in the relay position, posing and waiting for the final handover. After thinking about it, she still couldn't help but feel the little joy in her heart. She decided to do stretching while waiting for the men's project to be over. She wanted to know if Jiang Zizhuo would continue to send her back to the class after a while...

The girls in each class who ran the last bat around them were very tacitly understanding and no one left. They each found a good position to watch the situation in the field. As soon as Ling Xiaoxiao was about to withdraw her gaze, she saw the girl in the last bat, He Wenwen, who was standing not far away, in the 12th class who ran the last bat.

It was really a coincidence. Ling Xiaoxiao frowned. Before the final confirmation, she didn't want to make trouble at all, but it should be her own and no one can rob it.

The gunshots sounded, and the cheering sounds sounded again in the stadium, and the sound of cheerleaders in each class was roaring in his ears. In the radio speakers, the announcer was reading the praises selected by each class with passion. Ling Xiaoxiao looked at the running figures in the track nervously. Class 12, Yue Pingjun ran the first bat, and the two students after that, she was not familiar with them, and then Jiang Zizhuo took the last bat.
Chapter completed!