Age of the Mist

Chapter 363 How to deal with the little white face
The principal and main leaders have already withdrawn, but this broadcasting corner has become the best sightseeing spot on the rostrum.

Then, Shi Tiexin saw the boy who was speaking as a student representative at the opening ceremony, with a smile all over his face, and sat down next to Ling Xingjian.

Shi Tiexin had enough eyesight to see from a distance, the little boy and Ling Xing chatted enthusiastically, talking and laughing, and seemed to have a very harmonious relationship.

Shi Tiexin was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly realized.

The world line is different, and everything may be different.

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

What is the average high school girl like?
To be precise, what was an ordinary high school girl like before the practice era?
According to the historical data of the main world line, it seems that there is a group of terrifying existences who can stab their bodies with knives for the little white-faced idol...

It's not good, someone started queuing up ahead of time, and it happened to be the kind of weak chicken and little boy who was popular at a certain period of time mentioned in the historical data.

What to do?

Shi Tiexin recalled Ah Fei's tactics to deal with this situation in his mind, and filtered out the similar plots in the bulk literature, and finally turned his attention to the black toilet in the garbage sorting area, with a deep expression.

"How is it written in the literary works? By the way, first ask the little boy to go to the black toilet, and then show that he is the identity of the school bastard, and then warn him to stay away from the school belle, saying that the school belle is mine... How do you say that word? By the way, 'forbidden'!"

"I don't even know what 'forbidden' means...but since it's written in the books, it must be true."

"Of course, the other party will definitely refuse with aloofness and stubbornness, so I can logically push him into the bucket and have a drink."

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

"Although it's not as refreshing as a direct beating, but, forget it, do as the Romans do, it must conform to the human ethics of this world line."

"In short, the idea is not bad. It seems that literary works are really the ladder of human progress and the condensation of human wisdom. When problems arise, novels solve them. Read more, learn more, vote more, and reward more."

"Come on, please invite that young master to the private room!"

Just as Shi Tiexin was about to order Qi Bingma to treat the young master to a drink, Zhao Qingmiao ran over in a hurry: "Brother, the men's high jump competition should start, but there is a conflict with the other two competitions in terms of time. Look……"

"Understood." Shi Tiexin glanced at the pretty boy, temporarily put aside the idea of ​​treating guests to soup, and turned to the recording office to take the roll call.

There are three races in front of him, namely the men's 800-meter run, the men's 5000-meter run, and the men's high jump.

"Brother, in terms of time, the men's 800 meters start first, but the men's high jump and 5000 meters have some conflicts. Moreover, these three competitions are too close together." Zhao Qingmiao looked at Shi Tiexin worriedly: "Three races in one breath. A project that can wear you out."

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

Soon, the runway was cleared, and Shi Tiexin stood on the starting line of the 800-meter race.This time it was the preliminary round of the 800-meter run, but by coincidence, the same sportsman I met in the first 400-meter race also met this time.

Respect old rivals.

So let's show some attitude.

"Get ready!" The familiar competition referee raised his hand high.

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

Boy, run well, but don't lose the chain, otherwise I will be lying about the military situation!

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

Whoosh, 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.

"Students, I and this time's special host: Wang Jinquan, the chairman of the student union, will broadcast the live broadcast of the sports meeting for everyone." On the high rostrum, Ling Xingjian looked down at the runway: "Now the start is The first preliminaries of the men's 800-meter race, look, the athletes have started to run."

Ling Xingjian looked at the big man, and asked casually: "Senior Wang, who are the players worthy of attention in this preliminaries?"

Wang Jinquan pushed his glasses, fixedly looking at Ling Xing's prosperous beauty, with a smile on his face that he thought was charming: "Although it is a preliminaries, the players are of good level. Several second-year students competed in last year's competition. They all achieved good results in the spring sports meeting, but the most powerful one is Liu Jingsong, a first-year sports student. Liu Jingsong is a long-distance runner in our school's sports team. In terms of physical strength, he is the best among all the players. .”

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

Wang Jinquan was a little surprised. He turned his face and stretched his neck to look down. He saw that the contestants had already run wildly for more than half a circle. It was indeed not Liu Jingsong who ran first, but a big and tall guy he didn't know.

The big tall one threw off his long legs and swished forward, while Liu Jingsong chased after him angrily, but it seemed that he had difficulty even keeping up with his steps.

Wang Jinquan was also a little dazed, he didn't expect that Liu Jingsong, who was on his own platform, would be at a disadvantage in a preliminaries.

But this is not a big problem, his tone was flat, and Zhizhu commented on it.

"Xingjian, sports competitions change rapidly, and the outcome can only be reversed in an instant. And the 800-meter race is not easy, it is called an invisible battlefield."

"It's not as long as long-distance running, and it's in an aerobic state throughout the whole process. But it's not as short as sprinting, and it's over after a while. It requires athletes to face a rather long distance with a sprint attitude, and go on in an anaerobic state." Challenging the limits of physical fitness and cells requires athletes to count every bit of their physical strength and every mouthful of oxygen."

"So, in the 800-meter race, a temporary lead doesn't mean anything. Liu Jingsong is temporarily behind because he is strong and experienced, and he is not in a hurry to win steadily. Although that student is temporarily ahead, I am afraid it will be very difficult. I will lose my physical strength soon, and I may not even be able to keep the top three by then."

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

But she still had a smile on her face, completely clueless.

"So that's how it is. What Senior Wang said is really good, well-founded and well-organized. After listening to what Senior Wang said, I was really enlightened." Seeing Qiao Xiaoqianxi, Ling Xing raised his hand and pointed: "However, it's because of you, Senior Wang. As soon as he spoke, that classmate seemed to be winning."

(End of this chapter)