Reborn I just want to concentrate on studying

Chapter 214 Yi Yang and Yuan Zhong

In a long-distance running competition, if you rush too hard at the beginning, you will not be able to run after a long time. The body must have a process of gradually adapting.

So Yi Yang didn't run too fast at first, but warmed up at a relatively easy pace.

Of course, it is already very fast.

There were dozens of runners participating in the running. At the beginning, everyone gathered together in a swarm. However, after running for a short distance, the crowd scattered. Those who could run and those who could not ran were almost half a lap away. , it is separated like egg white and egg yolk.

Yi Yang's steady and relatively easy running is tiring, but it will not break the pace of the five-step-one-breath rhythm, and his legs alternate quickly.

There are fewer and fewer people around.

Naturally, they didn't rush to the front all at once. After all, many of the people who signed up for the 3000-meter race were sports students. It can be imagined that there is almost no chance to show themselves in front of cultural students except for being handsome and tall. Naturally, we have to work hard to grasp the time.

So after running less than a lap, a bunch of sports students who didn't know what special training they were practicing had rushed to the first echelon.

Currently, Yi Yang is at the forefront of the second echelon. At this time, he slightly adjusted the angle from the innermost runway. After turning a corner, he overtook the person in front on the straight road and came to the end of the first echelon. .

In the first echelon, there are only five or six people including Yi Yang. The distance between each other is not far away, and they all run along the inner circle at a constant speed. People feel the elasticity brought by their arches, and the next moment they quickly touch the ground, and their legs are thrown back high.

Rhythmic and light in body.

This is probably the impression given to the audience.

This time's running is not like last time's entrance examination. The opponents are all cultural students who have just graduated from junior high school. It is not staged at first, but Yi Yang is not in a hurry. The long-distance running is based on the whole pace.

A few groups of dark clouds slowly covered the sun, the sky became cooler, the breeze was blowing, and the cool air was inhaled into the lungs... It was a good day for running.

Even for people who often run, running gradually becomes more comfortable after getting into the state. At this time, Yi Yang felt that the parts of his body that should be uncomfortable had begun to adapt to the current intensity, and he began to speed up gradually. Critical point, maintain the rhythm.

Concentrating on the track, I naturally don't pay much attention to the sound of cheering around, but whenever I run to a class of students who are cheering, I still greet them with my eyes.

"Hey, this kind of sports meeting, I think it's better to let only sports students participate. Cultural students like us can't get a place anyway." A girl said.

If it is placed in some relatively low-level schools, such as Qinghe County No. [-] Middle School, the gap between sports students and cultural students will not be so big.

In poorer schools, sports students often participate in physical training because they can't read the books. They have neither absolute talent nor the perseverance to endure hardship. For many students, sports are just an excuse to avoid studying.

But from the perspective of top comprehensive high schools like the High School Affiliated to Normal University, no matter whether it is culture or sports, ordinary people cannot enter.

In a word, this is a school where students excel in their fields.

Physical talent, persistent training, and the best training conditions, as well as frequent sports competitions, make the gap between sports students and cultural students in this school almost be regarded as the gap between professional and amateur.

In the High School Attached to Normal University, I don’t know from which year, cultural students have never been in the top three of any project.

When the girl said this sentence, it got the resonance of many people nearby, and everyone chirped to express their opinions.

"Oh, I can't say that, at least we have gained happiness!"

"Yeah yeah, happy..."

"The most important thing is to participate."

"Just look at the handsome guys on the field, why do you care so much about the rankings?"

"The ranking of each class is basically determined by the sports students in that class."

"At times like this, the four heavenly kings in the back row and the teacher's left and right protectors are extraordinarily handsome...hehe."

While everyone was chatting and discussing, Wei Ting, who was standing in the crowd, suddenly saw a boy surpassing the sports students in the class, and exclaimed: "Ah! Yi Yang!"

"Yi Yang?"

"Who is Yi Yang?"

"Who shouted?"

"Wei Ting..."

"Who is Yi Yang, Wei Ting?"

Wei Ting pointed, and a boy happened to be blocking her. She said, "Oh, that's the one, number 99, from our debate team..."

"Huh? Are you on the debate team? Sports students also join your debate team..."

"He's not a sports student!"

"Oh! I remembered. Remember our physical examination for admission. There was a boy who ran so fast that he seemed to have broken the school's record. It's a pity that he didn't record it."

"It seems to be him..."

After some discussion, when Yi Yang's next lap ran in front of him, a group of people recognized him, and cheered up before he ran far: "Come on, Yi Yang!"

There was no reason, it was because Yi Yang was a student of culture.

"come on!"

"Is it Yi Yang?"

"It doesn't matter, just shout and cheer!"

"Number 99!"

Yi Yang was slightly surprised when he heard the sound of cheering, because he hadn't reached his class yet, he turned his head and saw some strange girls, then smiled and continued to run.

"Is he really a cultural student? So fierce!"

At this time, the sports students in their class heard it, panting like a cow while running and angrily said: "You actually... cheer for... other... people!"

The girls dismissed him laughingly.

Who made you look acne.

……

This guy... what did he do!Why are you so fierce!
This is also a question that Lei Zhenyu doesn't understand.

As the game time got longer and longer, his question became more and more intense.

At this moment, Lei Zhenyu chased after the person in front with all his strength, finally reached the first echelon, and finally saw Yi Yang's back.

But the price of chasing here is indeed, the rhythm is out of order!

Long-distance running pays attention to the word rhythm.

But from the start of the race, Lei Zhenyu never ran at a comfortable pace.

At the beginning, he wanted to overtake Yi Yang from behind and leave a deep impression on him, so he deliberately slowed down a little bit, and only after the big troops rushed up, he calmly chased him.

Originally, he thought that even with a very relaxed pace and his basketball background, he could easily catch up with Yi Yang.

The development wasn't that far off in the beginning.

When he chased the crowd at a pace he could accept, ordinary cultural students were quickly left behind by him.

At this time, I still have some pride in my heart.

But those students who were thrown away all at once had never done much physical exercise. This time they ran 3000 meters because their heads were hit with iron.

When he saw Yi Yang's back, he was already far away from him.

At that moment, Lei Zhenyu already felt a bit of surprise and discomfort. According to the script he imagined, the distance between himself and Yi Yang should be only a few steps at this time.

He thought that the other party was probably the type who rushed at the beginning.

Hmph, it must be like this. These guys who don't practice long-distance running very much don't know how to control their speed.

At this time, Lei Zhenyu had given up the idea of ​​trapping Yi Yang, he just wanted to overtake him and say hello to him.

So I sped up a little bit.

It must not be very wise to change the rhythm frequently at the beginning. Soon his breathing became a little disordered, and then his ribs began to ache. He was startled. The discomfort is suppressed.

But with such an operation, the distance to Yi Yang is a little closer.

After running through a bend, Lei Zhenyu decided to rush up to greet him that he had been planning for a long time, and when he was about to adjust his rhythm and speed up, he was suddenly taken aback.

Because Yi Yang accelerated first!

There were only five or six of them in the first echelon. At this time, one-third of the laps had passed, and many non-athlete contestants had been thrown far away. Originally, everyone had tacitly maintained this speed and planned to stay. A little effort to wait until the final sprint to decide the outcome.

But Yi Yang had already heated up his body at this time, and when he was in good shape, he didn't intend to waste time with them.

Naturally, I haven't practiced running three kilometers at full speed before, so the distance ahead is to feel the state of the body. At this time, I confirmed that I can add a little bit to the original speed, so I did it without hesitation.

A little increase in speed becomes obvious during long-distance running. People in front can feel that Yi Yang is approaching him a little bit, and Lei Zhenyu can also feel desperately that Yi Yang is getting away from him a little bit.

Really...

what a fucking...

fucking headaches...

Lei Zhenyu's rhythm was disrupted again, he was furious in his heart, gritted his teeth and forcibly accelerated to catch up.

Yi Yang didn't perceive Lei Zhenyu behind him. Athletes should look forward. If there is no one in front, just feel the wind blowing freely.

He never cared about the people behind him.

When he passed the students in front a little bit, there were only three left in front.

At this time, Lei Zhenyu's ribs began to ache again. He knew that if he continued to rush like this, he would soon suffer a stroke, but he couldn't be reconciled to seeing Yi Yang go away!
After turning a corner, I came to the position of Class [-] and Class [-]. A pretty figure in a volunteer vest was Wang Sangning. She made her hands into the shape of a trumpet and shouted: "Come on..."

Lei Zhenyu felt excited immediately, and grinned at Wang Sangning.

The next moment I heard the complete sentence: "Come on... Yi Yang!"

Lei Zhenyu's smile froze, and endless strength burst out from his body, and he chased after him.

At this moment, Yi Yang stabilized the rhythm, his body had reached a limit, in the blurred zone of being able to persist and not being able to persist, the person in front was being gradually drawn closer, he seemed to feel the chase, he turned his head and glanced at Yi Yang, and then Speed ​​up a little more.

But Yi Yang knew that the opponent's acceleration would not last long, as long as he stabilized the rhythm, he would be able to overtake in the end.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed to the front from the right side, Yi Yang was a little surprised, took a look, only to see Lei Zhenyu turned his head and smiled with difficulty: "Hi!"

"Ok?"

And this long-planned greeting caused the severe pain in Lei Zhenyu's ribs to explode completely, he ran two more steps, and finally couldn't help slowing down...

Almost instantly, he fell behind.

Yi Yang didn't care, but just thought to himself, this brother Lei Zhenyu is really troublesome, what hello do you say at 3000 meters...

It's polite though.

Next, Yi Yang put all his attention on the opponent in front of him.

In the matter of running, in the end, the competition is actually perseverance.

People never know where their limits are, because there is always a frame of perseverance that binds you to break through to the limit.

Obviously I can run within 10 minutes, and my body is still persisting, but my perseverance is not enough, and I am completely defeated by mental burnout.

But what Yi Yang lacked the most was perseverance.

Every time he runs, he will try to empty himself and fantasize about some things, which will make him forget the pain in his body and the fatigue in his mind.

Unlike many people who always love YY beautiful and comfortable things when they fantasize, when running, he often immerses himself in some sad things, so that on the one hand, he can quickly sink into emotions, on the other hand...

YY brings paralysis, but heavy memories bring strength.

He thought it was some unbearable scenes from the previous life.

One morning, when he was repairing the car, a few grains of dust fell into his eyes, and his eyes were uncomfortable all day long, and he kept crying...

When I was eating at noon, I missed the chicken leg when I was wiping my eyes and dropped it on the ground, stained with engine oil...

The pharmacy is closed when I buy medicine at night...

So far, it can only be regarded as a slightly unlucky but ordinary day, until I went back to the rental house, ordered a takeaway, and after placing the order, I realized that I forgot to claim the 8 yuan coupon...

Then it crashes.

Because of this trivial matter, he punched himself hard in the chest twice.

He recalled the scene of emotional breakdown, and now that he thinks about it, it sounds petty, but even after such a long time, even after being reborn, the feeling is so clear.

In a trance, he had already forgotten the exhaustion of his body, and surpassed the last opponent.

The classmates in the class and many people I don't know are all cheering for him.

"Come on, Yi Yang!"

"come on!"

"Come on, number 99!"

"handsome guy!"

In the last 100 meters, his attention finally returned to the field, and he gritted his teeth and started to sprint!
"9 minutes and 28 seconds!"

Yi Yang crossed the line and broke the school's 3000-meter record by the way.

After crossing the line, his mind went blank. He was supported by a few classmates who rushed over, and he waved his hand: "No need."

Then he narrowed his eyes and said with a smile...

"Running is really fun."

……

Yi Yang patted Zhou Xiang on the shoulder and said, "Come on!"

Zhou Xiang smiled shyly. He didn't usually wear shorts, so he felt a little awkward at this moment, and said, "I'm just trying it out. It would be nice if I could finish the run by then. Don't expect me to win honor for the class." Added color..."

"Haha, come on!"

Compared with the 3000m, there are more participants in the 1500m. When everyone gathers on the starting line, they can only see the surrounding people in the field of vision. Lei Zhenyu, who has no strength, naturally has nothing to do Focus on Yi Yang's position.

At this time, the soreness in his legs and the nausea that surged up in his chest made him extremely uncomfortable, but when he thought of the scene where Yi Yang got No.1 and crossed the line just now, he gritted his teeth and stood on the starting line.

After the firing of the starting gun, Lei Zhenyu followed the large army with heavy steps. At the same time, he began to feel dizzy and his stomach acid churned. He let out two cathartic growls and forcibly suppressed the feeling of discomfort.

Then, at the first corner, glance to the sidelines...

Yi Yang and Wang Sangning stood at the front of the audience, and when they saw him, they yelled at him——

"come on!"

Lei Zhenyu was stunned for a moment, then staggered to a halt, walked to the runway, and finally vomited uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)