The next day, Jiang Zhihan had no competitions, and the attendance at school was not as strict as usual during sports meetings, so he took the time to go to the old man's house, went to the library again, and then went to the school slowly. Not far from the school gate, he met two girls in the same class. When they saw Jiang Zhihan, they shouted, "Jiang Zhihan, Teacher Zhang is almost crazy and the rice is about to start." When Jiang Zhihan heard this, he quickly ran to the place where the class was, and took off his coat while running. After a while, Ni Shang ran towards him, holding the number cloth in his hand. Ni Shang said concisely: "The time has suddenly changed. There are still six or seven minutes left, and if he doesn't report within three minutes, he will automatically abstain from the right amount." While speaking, he helped him to add the number card to his body. This was only collected by Ni Shang for helping Jiang Zhihan. Jiang Zhihan waited for Ni Shang to get the number card, and rushed towards the report.

In the Mi competition, the other two participants in Class 3 were forced to be pulled by Teacher Zhang, so Jiang Zhihan fought alone. In the first three laps, the two good players in Class 2 did not lead the way this time, but ran in the crowd in a low-key manner. As soon as the third lap passed, Jiang Zhihan adjusted the rhythm of his breathing and accelerated his pace. In a while, he was in the leading position. Because 5 meters was too far away, most participants wanted to save their physical strength and think that completing the competition was the most important thing. Jiang Zhihan maintained a relatively fast degree and quickly left the main force behind. The two men in Class 2 looked at each other and followed Jiang Zhihan's pace. After five laps, the first group of these three was already far ahead.

The sudden rescheduling of Mi is said to be related to a leader's visit. The school said that 5 meters is a distinctive project added this year and should be presented to the leaders. All grades and classes have also received temporary notices to organize students to cheer. Jiang Zhihan was in front and did not see where the two people behind him were. He tried hard to grasp his own rhythm and run forward with a relatively constant degree. Soon Jiang Zhihan had already circled the person running at the end. The radio from the rostrum was explaining the competition, saying that 5 meters, and the Mi and relay competition were the most exciting and attractive events in the sports meet. He also reminded everyone that this was another match between the three players after yesterday's wonderful 1500-meter competition.

Jiang Zhihan didn't remember how many laps he had run, but every time he ran, Ni Shang stood in the same position and clapped at him. He cheered loudly around him. I don't know who brought drums. Maybe the school was showing it for the leader, and he couldn't hear her voice clearly. He looked at her lips and cheered. Jiang Zhihan shook his head at her every time, meaning you don't be nervous, it's a piece of cake.

When Jiang Zhihan ran near the finish line, a referee shook the bell and shouted, "The last three laps." As soon as he ran the corner, a player from Class 2 suddenly started to add and rushed to Jiang Zhihan. Jiang Zhihan looked back and saw that the other class 2 was about 5 meters behind him, with three people standing seven or eight meters away. Jiang Zhihan was unmoved and maintained his pace and speed. The guy in front continued to add, and had already pulled the distance to 10 meters away, slowly reaching about 15 meters. Jiang Zhihan was unmoved and maintained his pace. When he turned the corner, the cheering voice of the classmates in Class 3 was almost crazy: "Jiang Zhihan, come on, come on, come on." At this time, whether familiar or unfamiliar, they stood up and drank, and their throats broke and their palms were red. This may be the charm of sports competitions being called the war in peacetime.

When he ran on the straight road at the finish line, Jiang Zhihan had already noticed that the buddy in front had begun to slow down, and the distance between the two was getting closer and closer. When the referee was ringing the bell next to Jiang Zhihan and shouting the second to last lap, Jiang Zhihan was less than 5 meters away from the leader. Jiang Zhihan ran step by step, slowly shortening the distance bit by bit. When he reached the rostrum (the middle of the straight road on the other side), Jiang Zhihan finally rushed over from his right and went to the front. What's amazing is that Jiang Zhihan could clearly accept other sounds from all directions of the playground. The voice of the rostrum broadcaster was no longer as pretentious as usual, but was a little hoarse. At this time, there was no need for the supervision of the director of the leadership and the director of the Order Office, most people were watching the wonderful showdown with breathtaking attention.

Jiang Zhihan passed by the leader and instantly improved his degree and began to strength. The leading man was forced to increase his degree, but just by insisting on the end of this straight road, his anger had already been drained. The master of Class 2 who had run the third run passed by the fallen man, bit him tightly, and followed seven or eight meters behind Jiang Zhihan. On the curve, everyone in Class 2, 3 and Class 2, 2, and Class 2, stood up, and the atmosphere was almost crazy.

At this moment, everyone seemed to have a stronger feeling than ever: I am a member of Class 3, and Jiang Zhihan is one of us. Jiang Zhihan turned the corner without reducing his qualities, and that posture seemed to be performing the last straight sprint. Ni Shang stood there and shouted anxiously to him: "There is one circle! There is one circle!" Jiang Zhihan knew of course that he stretched out his left hand and shook it at Ni Shang with a thumbs up, not knowing who he was praising.

When the ringtone of the last lap rang in his ears, Jiang Zhihan took a deep breath and accelerated the pace again. The person behind who was originally ranked third and now running second gritted his teeth and desperately bit the gap of seven or eight meters. He knew that if he was pulled apart at this time, there would be no hope. Jiang Zhihan only felt that the airflow on his body seemed to be coming faster and faster, and his thighs seemed to have crossed a limit, light and powerful as if the competition had just begun. He ran faster and faster. If he didn't see the person in front, he would definitely mistakenly think that he was running 400 meters or meter sprinting. When Jiang Zhihan approached the last corner, the second place had just arrived under the rostrum. He looked at the figure in front of him, and finally breathed down his last breath.

Many people on the side of the playground had already stood up and cheered for Jiang Zhihan's last crazy sprint. Jiang Zhihan only felt the scenery on both sides whistling by, and even the shocking cheers were blurred. He ran on the last straight road, and no opponent competed with him. What he wanted to conquer was thousands of audiences in the audience. More and more people stood up and applauded and shouted. The announcer of the rostrum shouted in a hoarse voice: "The one running in the front is Jiang Zhihan from Class 2, 3, high school." There were shouting wildly in the position of Class 2, 3, high school, which caused a cheering sound from the audience.

In the past, Jiang Zhihan always felt that he was a person who likes to be low-key, but at this moment, he enjoyed the attention of thousands of people and the thunderous cheers for the first time in his life. He felt his blood boiling, and every pore in his body was like eating the fruit of life. A moment before the sprint, Jiang Zhihan even raised his hands vulgarly, as if he was a national hero who was the dominant national hero at the Olympics.

At the end, several classmates from Class 3 were waiting for him. Ni Shang had already run over and stood with Chen Yimeng, Chu Mingyang, and two other girls. Everyone clapped again. Jiang Zhihan raised his left hand and clenched his fists. Then he saw Ni Shang standing there with his little face red with excitement, wearing a neat light blue sportswear, his eyes flowing, as if containing thousands of words. Jiang Zhihan walked straight towards her. At this time, the others in his eyes did not seem to exist. At one moment, he had an impulse and said to her: "This is for you, only one."

Suddenly someone shouted: ", this revenge is so good, so satisfying!!" This person who was confused about the charm was Chu Mingyang. Jiang Zhihan's tenderness was pierced by a sudden roar like a balloon. He looked at Ni Shang deeply, then turned to everyone, and said with a proud look that he was a Zhongshan wolf, and said: "I haven't had the pleasure yet, I could have rushed twice." Ni Shang whispered beside him: "Just blow you."

The third day was the 800-meter women's competition, with Ni Shang participating. The girls in the class who were the best sports students in the class were recruited to participate in the 1500-meter. Ni Shang's physical fitness was average and she had no systematic training, but among the girls she was able to grit her teeth and endure hardships. Before the competition, Jiang Zhihan told Ni Shang how to adjust her breathing and distribute her physical strength during long-distance running. Of course, he did not expect miraculous effects in a short while, but he just hoped to be a little help. The two people

Standing there talking, someone passing by the second-year high school students pointed at each other and whispered. In just a few weeks, Jiang Zhihan had become the latest figure in the second-year high school. Ni Shang laughed at him: "You are very famous now." Jiang Zhihan asked Ni Shang to lend him her organizing committee pass, and then told him the key points he summarized, and finally said to her: "You can do it, but don't force it." Ni Shang gave him a sweet smile and turned around to the starting point.

As soon as the gun fired, the contestants rushed out. Soon, the three girls from the school track and field team began to form the first group, with a large number of people, about ten, in the second group. After the first lap, the first group had already opened up the distance from the people behind, and basically the others were competing for four to six places.

Ni Shang remained in the second group after the first lap. When the first straight road in the second lap was halfway through, the first few people in the second group began to increase, trying to widen the distance with the others. Jiang Zhihan saw Ni Shang speeding up and tried not to fall behind. Jiang Zhihan couldn't run with the contestant. He stood where Ni Shang was standing yesterday, watched Ni Shang run across the corner, and ran towards the place where he stood. Jiang Zhihan shouted to her loudly: "Keep the rhythm, don't mess around, adjust your breathing." Jiang Zhihan watched the running team turn the corner and enter the last lap. Ni Shang kept his pace as Jiang Zhihan said, and had been left with some distance by the people in front of the second group, and was passed by several people in the opposite straight road. Ni Shang ran through the last lap.

Jiang Zhihan turned his left hand and made a sprint gesture for her. Ni Shang took a deep breath and rushed forward with all his strength. When he passed by Jiang Zhihan, Jiang Zhihan ran with her and said to her, "Stop holding this breath, it will be here in a while." After running seven or eight steps, Jiang Zhihan was stopped by a teacher on duty, so he had to stop and stop and stop running, but rushed to the finish line. There were several girls from Class 3 at the finish line. Generally, after a long-distance run, students came to help him walk for a while, and there was also a girl holding a stopwatch to pinch the time himself. When Jiang Zhihan arrived, Ni Shang had just crossed the line. Jiang Zhihan asked the girl how it was. The girl showed Jiang Zhihan's stopwatch. Unfortunately, it was a pity that there was only eighth, and only one second away from the sixth.

Jiang Zhihan walked over and two girls were already supporting Ni Shang left and right. She rushed too hard, and her physical condition was average, and her head was not supplied with enough blood after the end, and she felt like vomiting. Ni Shang looked at Jiang Zhihan and asked, "There is no first six, right?" Jiang Zhihan smiled and comforted, "It's more than 1 second, but it's 5 seconds faster than when you were in the test." Ni Shang pursed her mouth and looked painful. Jiang Zhihan knew that Ni Shang was a very strong person in her bones, so she had to comfort her and said, "There is no fastest, only faster, and she has surpassed herself." Ni Shang ignored her and said to the two girls who supported her, "Let me sit for a while, I'm too dizzy." One of the girls sat down and said to Jiang Zhihan: "Jiang Zhihan, help us watch Ni Shang, let's buy some drinks for her", and pulled the other girl away.

Jiang Zhihan saw the two girls walking away, grabbed Ni Shang's left arm and pulled her up. Ni Shang said without saying, "Let me sit for a while." Jiang Zhihan said, "You can't sit like this after a long-distance run, get up and walk." He grabbed her left wrist and held her forward. Ni Shang let him hold his wrist and walked a few steps. Then he broke away from Jiang Zhihan's hand and walked forward by himself. Jiang Zhihan didn't speak, led half a step forward, and walked outside the school gate. Ni Shang followed him for a while, his breathing slowly got normal, his heartbeat was no longer so violent, and his dizziness was less.

The two of them turned right out and continued to walk forward silently. Jiang Zhihan slowed down and walked forward side by side with Ni Shang. He leaned his head to look at the girl beside him. The thin beads of sweat were still on his forehead and cheeks, shining by the sun, like water droplets on exquisite porcelain. She looked at the ground with her eyelids hanging down, her lips tightly pursing, as if she was a little stubborn and unwilling to accept it. Her ears were crystal clear, her head was black, and she had a faint fragrance on her body.

Jiang Zhihan seemed to be unable to see it enough, and felt that this was the most beautiful scenery in the world. Even if there were noisy streets around, dusty buses and gray buildings. Walking side by side with her, it seemed that this was the most beautiful place in Zhongzhou and even the world.

Ni Shang suddenly raised her head, looked at Jiang Zhihan, and said, "I can't even get the test of physics, and I can't even get the test of running. I'm so unwilling to accept it."

Jiang Zhihan couldn't help but smile. He gently grabbed Ni Shang's left hand, looked at the girl's eyes, and said gently and solemnly on the noisy and dusty sidewalk, "Ni Shang, do you know that I like you very much."
Chapter completed!