Courtyard House: Starting with handing over the keys, the state helps me abuse birds.

Yan Bugui had already calculated: "Even if each of us jumps only 0.6 meters, the five of us will still jump three meters. Xie Weihong, you'd better be able to jump more than three meters."

He Yuzhu grinned, though the pain from the aggravated injury on his face made him wince, but he couldn't suppress his smile: "Kid, you're too arrogant! Today, Grandpa will teach you what it means to be outmatched!"

Xu Damao became even more arrogant, limping forward a couple of steps with his arm in a sling, pointing at Xie Weihong: "You've asked for it! Don't cry when you lose!"

Duan Chengyi frowned slightly as he watched this scene, then looked at Xie Weihong and asked, "Weihong, are you sure?"

"It's settled." Xie Weihong nodded. "Uncle Duan, let's go with it this way."

Duan Chengyi pondered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright. Let's go by these rules. Each of you five will have three chances, and the longest distance will be added together. Xie Weihong will also have three chances, and the longest distance will be added together. If the total distance exceeds Xie Weihong's individual distance, then you win."

"Great!" Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but punch, which pulled his ribs and made him gasp in pain, but he couldn't stop smiling.

He could almost see victory beckoning to him.

Captain! Power! A chance to turn things around!

"Who wants to go first?" Duan Chengyi asked.

The five people looked at each other.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes darted around, and he suddenly pushed He Yuzhu forward: "Zhu is young and healthy, let him go first! Let him set a good example for us!"

Caught off guard by the sudden push, He Yuzhu froze for a moment, then his expression changed: "Grandpa, my leg..."

"What happened to your leg?" Yi Zhonghai asked sternly. "Zhu Zi, this is a crucial moment! Whether the five of us can win depends on this! You're the youngest in our unit, if you don't lead the charge, who will?"

He said this in a high-sounding way, but everyone could tell that he just wanted He Yuzhu to test the waters first and see how painful and difficult the long jump really was.

Liu Haizhong immediately chimed in, "Right, right, right! Zhu Zi, you're young, you'll recover quickly! You jump first!"

Yan Bugui added fuel to the fire: "Zhuzi, jump with confidence! We'll give you the top credit after you're done!"

He Yuzhu felt a chill run down his spine as he looked at the three hypocritical faces. But he dared not resist and could only grit his teeth and walk to the starting line.

The cast on his right leg felt heavy, and even the slightest movement caused excruciating pain. He stood on one leg, his left leg slightly bent, ready to jump.

"Ready—" Duan Chengyi raised his hand.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

"Jump!"

He Yuzhu suddenly exerted force with his left leg, and his body leaped forward—

"ah!!!"

A scream pierced the morning sky.

He Yuzhu collapsed to the ground, his right leg cast slamming against the floor with a dull thud. He clutched his injured leg, rolling on the ground, his face pale with pain, cold sweat instantly soaking his clothes.

Medical staff rushed over to check on them immediately.

The plaster cast cracked again, and fresh blood seeped out. The leg bone may have dislocated again.

Yi Zhonghai and the others' expressions changed upon seeing this scene.

It hurts so much...so much?

"He Yuzhu's score—" Duan Chengyi measured it with a tape measure, his voice calm, "0.5 meters."

0.5 meters.

It's only half a meter.

He Yuzhu risked dislocating his leg bone again and only jumped half a meter.

All five of them felt a jolt of fear.

If each person can only jump half a meter, then the five of them together only jump 2.5 meters. What if Xie Weihong can jump 2.6 meters?

"Next." Duan Chengyi looked at the remaining four people.

The four looked at each other, none of them daring to step forward.

"Old Yan," Yi Zhonghai suddenly spoke, "your arm is injured, but your leg is fine. You should be able to jump stronger than a pillar."

Yan Bugui's face turned pale: "I...I'm too old..."

"So what if you're old?" Liu Haizhong immediately said. "Old Yan, don't you always say you're in good health? Now's the time to prove it!"

"Exactly!" Yi Zhonghai said earnestly, "Old Yan, the five of us are a team. Zhu Zi is already giving it his all, you can't hold him back!"

Yan Bugui watched the two of them working together, cursing them inwardly. But he didn't dare to retaliate, so he could only grit his teeth and walk to the starting line.

His right arm was still in a sling, and he could only maintain his balance using his left arm. He took a few deep breaths and slightly bent his knees—

Jump!

He fared slightly better than He Yuzhu; at least he landed standing. But the wound on his right arm reopened, and blood stained the bandage.

"Yan Bugui's score - 0.7 meters." Duan Chengyi finished measuring and announced the result.

0.7 meters. Stronger than He Yuzhu, but not by much.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong's expressions became even more serious.

Two people have already jumped, with a total score of 1.2 meters. There are three people left.

"Old Liu," Yi Zhonghai looked at Liu Haizhong, "it's your turn."

Liu Haizhong, his left leg in a cast, grimaced and said, "Old Yi, my leg..."

"Even if your leg is injured, you still have a good leg!" Yi Zhonghai interrupted him. "You can hop on one leg! Old Liu, you're the second uncle, you should set an example for everyone in the compound!"

Liu Haizhong wanted to curse, but seeing Yi Zhonghai's expression that said "if you don't jump, you'll be dragging the team down," he could only grit his teeth and step forward.

He stood on one leg, his right leg slightly bent, and then suddenly exerted force—

"Ugh!"

The same agonizing screams.

Liu Haizhong fell to the ground, his left leg cast completely shattered, and the dislocation of his bone was even more severe than He Yuzhu's. He was in so much pain that he almost fainted and was carried aside by medical staff for emergency treatment.

"Liu Haizhong's score—0.6 meters." Duan Chengyi's voice remained calm.

The total score is 1.8 meters.

Two more people are needed.

Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao exchanged a glance, both seeing fear in each other's eyes.

"Da Mao," Yi Zhonghai suddenly smiled kindly, "you're young and quick-witted, the long jump should be no problem for you."

Xu Damao's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down: "Uncle, I...I've injured my leg too..."

"Zhu Zi's leg injury is worse than yours, but he still jumped, didn't he?" Yi Zhonghai patted his shoulder, his tone encouraging. "Da Mao, this is the crucial moment. We've already reached 1.8 meters; if you jump another 0.7 meters, I'll be confident!"

Xu Damao wanted to cry.

He had a premonition that his legs might be ruined after he finished jumping.

But Yi Zhonghai's gaze made him unable to refuse. This old man wielded considerable power, and Xu Damao often relied on his influence in the courtyard. If he disobeyed now, things might get worse later…

"I...I'll jump..." Xu Damao said in a trembling voice.

He walked to the starting line, looked at the hard concrete ground in front of him, and felt as if he were seeing his end.

"Ready—jump!"

Xu Damao jumped out with his eyes closed.

Upon landing, he clearly heard a "crack" sound from his right leg bone.

Then came excruciating pain, heart-wrenching pain.

"Ah—my leg! My leg is broken!" He clutched his leg and rolled on the ground, crying like a child.

The medical staff rushed forward again.

"Xu Damao's score - 0.5 meters," Duan Chengyi announced.

The total score was 2.3 meters.

Now, only Yi Zhonghai remains.

All eyes were on him.

Yi Zhonghai's face was deathly pale, and sweat was beading on his forehead.

2.3 meters. How much more is needed? If Xie Weihong can jump 2.5 meters, then he needs to jump 0.2 meters. If Xie Weihong can jump 2.8 meters, he needs to jump 0.5 meters…

But how many jumps can he make?

My ribs are broken, and it hurts even with the slightest exertion. My leg isn't seriously injured, but I'm older and not usually very athletic…

"Master Yi, it's your turn," Duan Chengyi reminded him.

Yi Zhonghai took a deep breath and walked to the take-off line.

He knew that this jump might worsen his ribs and injure his internal organs. But he had to jump! And he had to jump as far as he could!

The captaincy is within reach! The chance to turn things around is right in front of you!

He closed his eyes, recalling his youthful days participating in sports meets at the factory. Back then, he could jump over a meter…

Fight!

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and leaped forward with all his might.

"puff!"

Upon landing, he clearly felt a tearing pain from his broken ribs, as if a bone had pierced his lung. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath, each breath carrying the metallic taste of blood.

"Yi Zhonghai's score—" Duan Chengyi measured it, paused, "0.9 meters."

0.9 meters! The farthest among the five people!

Yi Zhonghai lay on the ground, and upon hearing the number, despite the pain that nearly made him faint, he still managed a slight smile.

0.9 meters! Adding the previous 2.3 meters, the total score is 3.2 meters!

3.2 meters! Xie Weihong, can you jump 3.2 meters? The world record is only a little over 3 meters! You, an ordinary person, can jump 3.2 meters?

Yi Zhonghai seemed to have already seen victory and his own imposing figure as captain.

Medical staff helped him up and gave him emergency treatment for his rib injuries. Ignoring the pain, he struggled to look at Xie Weihong, his voice trembling with excitement: "Xie Weihong...it's your turn...3.2 meters...you jump...I want to see how you jump..."

Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, He Yuzhu, and Xu Damao also endured the pain and stared intently at Xie Weihong.

They all wore smiles—smiles that were a mixture of pain and anticipation, a grotesque and twisted smile.

Despite their injuries worsening, their bones dislocating, and the risk of permanent disability, the five people jumped a total of 3.2 meters.

Can Xie Weihong jump 3.2 meters by herself?

dream!

"Jump! Aren't you so capable?" He Yuzhu shouted hoarsely, enduring the pain in his legs.

"Kid, it's not too late to admit defeat!" Liu Haizhong said, panting heavily.

Yan Bugui's glasses were askew, but he couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes: "Three point two meters, Xie Weihong, you'd better be able to jump over three meters, otherwise..."

Xu Damao gasped in pain, but still joined in the commotion: "Admit defeat! Kneel down and call us grandpa, maybe we'll spare you this time!"

Yi Zhonghai went even crazier. He pushed aside the medical staff who were bandaging him, pointed at Xie Weihong, and shouted in a shrill voice, "Xie Weihong! If you can jump 3.2 meters today, I, Yi Zhonghai, will leave this courtyard house forever! I will never set foot in it again!"

The courtyard was filled with the shouts of the five people.

They forgot the pain, forgot their injuries; their eyes were filled only with the ecstatic joy of victory in sight.

Duan Chengyi frowned and looked at Xie Weihong: "Weihong, you..."

Xie Weihong raised her hand, indicating that he didn't need to say anything more.

Then, he walked to the starting line.

There was no warm-up, no preparatory movements; he simply stood there calmly.

Yi Zhonghai and the others held their breath, their eyes wide open.

Xie Weihong slightly bent her knees, her movements as precise as a textbook.

then.

Jump.

There was no running start, no shouting, just a light leap.

Her body traced a graceful arc in the air, landing as lightly as a feather, without even making a sound.

The courtyard was deathly silent.

Everyone stared at the spot where Xie Weihong landed, at a location far beyond the 3.2-meter mark.

Duan Chengyi took the measuring tape, walked over, and squatted down to take the measurements.

His movements were slow, as if he were confirming something.

Yi Zhonghai and the others felt their hearts leap into their throats.

Finally, Duan Chengyi stood up, turned around, looked at the five people, and slowly announced the numbers:

"Xie Weihong's score - four meters exactly."

Four meters.

all.

"Impossible!!!" Yi Zhonghai was the first to shout, his voice hoarse with excitement and pain. "Impossible! He cheated! He definitely cheated!"

Liu Haizhong's eyes were red: "Four meters?! The world record is only a little over three meters! How could he possibly jump four meters?! Director Duan, you measured wrong! You must have measured wrong!"

Yan Bugui struggled to his feet, rushed to the landing point, looked at the spot, then at the takeoff line, muttering, "Impossible... this distance... this is impossible..."

He Yuzhu and Xu Damao were completely dumbfounded, their mouths agape, unable to utter a sound.

Four meters?

Standing long jump of four meters?

This is beyond human capability!

"You cheated!" Yi Zhonghai pointed at Xie Weihong, his finger trembling. "You definitely used some tricks! Like... like you moved forward when you jumped! Or when you landed..."