Age of the Mist

Chapter 379 What is there to be afraid of in the weak chicken world line?

In the morning, just as the sports meeting was about to start, the tense atmosphere had already spread.

After a whole night of fermenting last night, I don’t know how the students spread the words and coaxed each other. In short, when all the students in the garbage class looked at the elite class, seven were dissatisfied and eight were dissatisfied. Is no less.

Someone took the lead in booing the elite class, and many people in the garbage class immediately responded, booing from the stands, and the students in the elite class all had great resentment, and the tension between the two sides became tense.

The head teachers hurriedly controlled the situation, practiced drinking and shouting, and prohibited booing from happening.

Since booing was not allowed, someone used their brains and began to cheer Shi Tiexin loudly.

"Brother Tie, a real man!"

"Brother Tie, rely on strength!"

The other students in the garbage class were fighting against each other at this time, and they all started to shout loudly, and the momentum was very strong.

The students in the elite class looked at it, yo, are you mocking us for not relying on our strength?You threw away the baton yourself, and instead picked on us, when did the rubbish in the rubbish class become so crazy?
So the students in the elite class also started to fight back.

Those who restrained loudly supported Fang Qingjue, while those who were unrestrained, especially those with evil intentions, began to say some exaggerated words.

"What are you bragging about? Your paralyzed brother, a piece of trash that our class doesn't want, has the face to talk about it?"

Lao Jia in the stands moved his ears and heard a student behind him say that.Lao Jia was immediately annoyed, and when he heard the sound of identifying his position, his backhand was like a brain pumping out, making that guy yelp.After smoking it, I looked carefully, only to find that this gossip guy is not actually a student from Class [-], but from Class [-]. His name seems to be Gu Shaohuai.

What are you making a fuss about here, you little bastard, get out of here!
When Lao Jia was powered on, the voltage came up, and Gu Shaoqiu screamed a few times, holding his head and hurried away.

Lao Jia was a little anxious.

From the bottom of his heart, he hoped that Shi Tiexin could return to the elite class one day, and at the same time, he also believed that Shi Tiexin would be able to come back sooner or later.But now the student in the elite class is really not right, if he really fights against Fang Qing...

Lao Jia was a little worried.

It's not just Lao Jia who is worried, Zheng Kaiming, the square-headed villain, is also a little anxious.

He also heard about what happened yesterday, and now he is paying close attention to the progress of the matter.Just now, the students in the garbage class collectively booed to the elite class, and the elite class also fought back unwillingly, all of which fell into his eyes.

He knew very well that today's situation was actually an outburst of collective emotions.It is the conflict between the long-term grievances accumulated by the students in the garbage class who have been at the bottom of the chain of contempt for a long time, and the arrogance that has been naturally cultivated by the students of the elite class who have been at the top of the chain of contempt for a long time.

Similar to class conflict.

If this matter becomes a big problem, or if it really leads to any consequences, it will have a very bad impact on the social reputation of the entire Fengming No. [-] Middle School.

In this atmosphere, the final morning program of the Games is about to begin.

"Athletes, please take your place. The two-and-three-legged competition is about to begin. Please go to the registration office to divide into groups."

Ling Xing saw a pleasant voice, and the athletes gathered at the recording office.There are more students participating in the fun games, so this episode is also particularly strong.

Everyone quickly got their numbers.

"Now, let's start the first two-person three-legged match, please gather all players from No. 01 to No. 18 at the starting line!"

The staff yelled loudly, while Shi Tiexin stood by the side of the runway, wanting to see what was going on with this project that he had never heard of.Two people with three legs, who knows what they are doing, there is no Internet connection in this school, and there is no wearable device, Shi Tiexin doesn't know how to check if he wants to.

Then he saw Fang Qingjue on the opposite side of the runway, and the other party also spotted him.They gave each other a confident look, and then they all started to watch the game.Fang Qingjue is also very serious, and she seems to be very unfamiliar with this project.

Shi Tiexin was quite confident.Regardless of what this project is for, in short, there is no difficulty in this world line. It is just a weak chicken project, and I must win.

The self-confident Shi Tiexin was very confident, and looked down on Yunjuan Yunshu indifferently.

Then, he saw the staff divide the athletes into two groups according to their numbers.

The staff tied the rope.

The staff checked the rope.

Staff evacuated.

"Prepare—" The referee looked like he was waiting for a good show, and the tone of the order became less serious: "Run~~~"

Shi Tiexin saw a tall and strong sportsman jumping out suddenly, he was the most powerful person in this group.Then, the sports student snapped and pulled down the fat man who was bound together.

The fat man fell to the ground, motionless, as if hooked to an anchor on the bottom of the sea.The sports student slammed into the street with a thud, but couldn't get up again.The two yelled together, trying to get up in confusion, but they could only keep falling to the ground in the confusion.They can only watch other people run farther and farther, and then watch other people make all kinds of fools in various positions.

The match ended with everyone laughing, and the duo of the strong man and the fat man even made it to the next round, and they immediately burst into smiles.

But Shi Tiexin's confidence was suddenly shaken.

It turns out that this is two people with three legs!
No, no, I misjudged the situation and became blindly optimistic!

This project is not a question of strength, but a question of probability, or even a question of metaphysics.The key problem is that this metaphysics project is very unfriendly to me!
Let’s not talk about strength, let’s take a look at the height and leg length first—look around—the people in this world line are malnourished, and 90.00% of the nine people can’t match me!
In case a fat man is randomly matched...

No, no, not like that.

--1 minutes later--

"The first round and the second preliminaries are all here to prepare! Nine to three, we must strive for the top three."

The staff organized the manpower, and Shi Tiexin saw his teammate with a stern expression—the fat brother with a large tonnage.

The fat brother showed a simple and honest smile to Shi Tiexin: "Brother, take it easy later, I was full in the morning, and I didn't take a shit, and now I'm thinking... Anyway, I'm a little panicked."

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Shi Tiexin's forehead.

"Get ready, run~~~"

Struggling desperately, Shi Tiexin was panting, dragging and supporting with his left hand, hugging and embracing, and barely passed the line for the third time, qualifying for the next round of preliminaries.

Puff, puff, this, this project is still difficult!

Looking back at the runway, there are still several people falling backwards and not getting up.Shi Tiexin kept encouraging himself.Luckily, the fat guy at my booth is at least tall enough, if there's a short guy at the booth...

Bah, bah, no, no, how could the world be against me on purpose, it’s not such a coincidence.

(End of this chapter)