Fog Era

The Principal and the main leaders have been withdrawn, and this broadcasting corner has become the best sightseeing spot on the rostrum.

Then Shi Tiexin saw the pretty boy who was speaking as a student representative at the opening ceremony, with a smile on his face, sat down beside Ling Xingjian.

Shi Tiexin can see from a distance, the pretty boy and Ling Xing are enthusiastic about chatting, talking and laughing, they seem to have a very harmonious relationship.

Shi Tiexin was taken aback, then suddenly noticed.

The world line is different, everything may be different.

Another powerful girl in a red dress who can pick up a knife to scare away weak chickens in another world line is just an ordinary girl in this world line.

What is the average high school girl like?

To be precise, what was the average high school girl like before the era of cultivation?

According to the historical data of the main world line, it seems that there is a group of terrifying existence who can tattoo on the body for pretty boy idols......

It’s not good, someone started to line up in advance. And it happens to be the type of weak chicken pretty boy mentioned in historical data that was popular in a certain period of time.

Why?

Shi Tiexin recalled the tricks ALFY used to deal with this situation in his mind, and filtered the similar segments in the bulk literature, and finally turned his attention to the black toilet in the garbage sorting area, with a deep expression. stand up.

"How is it written in the literary works? By the way, first ask the pretty boy to go to the black toilet, and then make clear that he is a campus bastard carrying the handle, and then warn him to stay away from the school. , Which means that the school flower belongs to me... how do you say that word? By the way,'ban 脔'!"

"I don’t even know what'ban 脔'means...but since it is all in the book If you write it this way, then it must be correct."

"Of course, the other party will definitely reject him lonely and stubbornly, then I can just squeeze him in the bucket and drink a swig. "

"Then...I don’t remember the following plot, but even if it only ends here, this move is quite effective."

"Although it is better to just hit one It’s a refreshing moment, but, forget it, let’s go to the countryside and follow the common customs of this world."

"In short, the idea is good. It seems that literary works are really the ladder of human progress. Condensation of wisdom. In case of indecision, the novel will be solved. In the future, read more, learn more, vote more, and reward more."

"Come on, please bring me that Young Master to the private room. Go inside!"

Just as Shi Tiexin be eager to have a try was ready to ask the Young Master to take a swig, Zhao Qingmiao came over energetic and bustling: "Big brother, The men’s high jump competition should start, but there is a time conflict with the other two competitions, you see..."

"I see." Shi Tiexin took a look at the pretty boy, and temporarily put down the treats Thinking of Tang, he turned around and went to the recording office to take a number.

There are three competitions in front of him, namely the men’s 800-meter run, the men’s 5,000-meter run, and the men’s high jump.

"Big brother, in terms of time, the men's 800 meters started first, but the men's high jump and the time of the five kilometers are somewhat conflicted. Moreover, these three competitions are too close." Zhao Qingmiao worried. Shi Tiexin looked at Shi Tiexin: "Three projects in one breath, which can exhaust people."

"It's okay." Shi Tiexin looked at the timetable and immediately made a decision: "Go first. Participate in the 800-meter race."

Soon, the track was cleared and Shi Tiexin stood on the starting line of the 800-meter race. This time was the preliminary round of the 800-meter race, but by coincidence, the sports student I met during the first 400-meter run was also met at this time.

Respect old rival.

So let's show some attitude.

"Ready!" The familiar referee raised the high hand.

He stared at Shi Tiexin on the starting line, tightened the stopwatch in the other hand, and glanced at the department head who was also silent beside him.

Boy, run well, don't drop the chain, otherwise I will lie to the military!

The cautious track referee prayed a circle in his heart, then cast an encouraging look at Shi Tiexin, and finally waved his hand down strongly: "Run!"

Swish, The students jumped out. At the same time, the head of the department and the referee pressed the stopwatch at the same time, and a total of three stopwatches started timing at the same time.

"Dear students, I and the host of this time: Student Union Chairman Wang Jinquan is here to broadcast the live event of the sports meeting." On the high rostrum, Ling Xing saw condescendingly watching Track: "Now is the Men's 800-meter First Stage preliminaries. Look, the athletes have already started."

Ling Xingjian looked at the big man and asked casually: "Senior Wang, I don’t know who are the players worth paying attention to in this preliminaries?"

Wang Jinquan pushed his glasses and looked at the beauty of Ling Xing’s prosperous age, with a smile that he thought was charming on his face. : "Although it was a preliminary match, the players were of good level. Several second-year students achieved good results in last year's Spring Games, but the most powerful one is still the first-year sports student Liu Jingsong. . Liu Jingsong is a long-distance runner in our school’s sports team. In terms of hard power, he is the best among all the players."

"Really?" Ling Xingjian looked at the track below and said: "I It seems that the one who ran first was not classmate Liu, but someone else."

Wang Jinquan was a little surprised. He turned his face and craned his neck to look down. I saw that the players had already rushed for most of the time. After the lap, it was indeed not Liu Jingsong who ran first, but a big tall man who didn't know him.

The tall guy shook off his long legs sou sou and ran forward. Liu Jingsong was chasing after flustered and exasperated, but he seemed to have trouble keeping up.

Wang Jinquan was also a little confused. Liu Jingsong, who didn't expect his own platform, was actually at a disadvantage in a preliminary match.

But this is not a big problem, his tone is plain, endowed with extraordinary intelligence commenting.

"Seeing the stars, sports competitions change rapidly, and the reversal of victory and defeat is only an instant. Moreover, the 800-meter race is not simple. It is called an invisible battlefield."

"It It’s not as long as a long-distance running, and it’s aerobic throughout. But it’s not as short as a sprint, and it’s just a stretch. It requires athletes to face a long distance in a sprint stance and challenge their physical fitness in an anaerobic state. And the limit of the cell, it also requires athletes to carefully plan their every physical strength and every breath of oxygen."

"So, a momentary lead in the 800m race does not mean anything. Liu Jingsong is temporarily behind. It’s just because he is strong and experienced, and he is not eager or impatient to win. Although that classmate is currently leading, he may soon be physically out of gear. When the time comes, he may not even be able to keep the top three."

When Wang Jinquan called "Xing Jian" naturally, Ling Xing Jian's ears trembled slightly, as if a small animal had been stimulated.

But her face is still smiling like a flower, she can't see the clue at all.

"so that's how it is. What Senior Wang said is really good. It is reasonable and well-organized. After listening to Senior Wang's words, I am really totally enlightened." Ling Xing smiled and raised his hand. One finger: "However, at the moment Senior Wang speaks, that classmate seems to be about to win."