Hey, let go of that bamboo horse!

Chapter 118 Games (4)

"Cut!" Wen Yu expressed his disdain for Li Mufeng's contempt, "I was trained by Aunt Li before!"

Li Mufeng was even more disdainful, "Do you trust her?"

Wen Yu was silent for a while, then shook his head decisively.

"Isn't that enough?" Li Mufeng shrugged.

Wen Yu was also a little worried. She saw that the players in front of her seemed to be very good, and she had no professional training. Li Ma swore that she would train herself to be a good long jumper. She herself seemed useless.

Moreover, she always felt that something was wrong with her body, and she couldn't tell what it felt like. She was a little worried that it would delay her subsequent games.

The contestants in front finished the dance very quickly, and their results were good. Wen Yu's palms kept breaking out in cold sweat. He didn't know if it was because of nervousness or something.

"Come on." A muffled voice reached Wen Yu's ears, and a warm palm patted Wen Yu's shoulder. The familiar feeling kept her coming out of her impetuous mood. Wen Yu Turning around, Li Mufeng withdrew his hand a long time ago, and stood aside with his hands behind his back, looking at her with a smile.

Pseudo-tsundere!
Wen Yu pursed his lips, and his thoughts returned to the game.

Pushing hard on the ground with both feet, bending his arms and swinging upwards, he leaped forward into the air. Wen Yu deeply remembered the rules taught by Mama Li, and kept his eyes fixed on the front, but something went wrong when he landed.

Wen Yu's legs were a little weak at this time, and when his feet hit the sand, they limp powerlessly, lying on the sand directly, the kind of face on the ground.

The surrounding contestants rustled and laughed, and the referee teacher couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to ask the students who were helping her to help her up.

Li Mufeng directly pushed away the two classmates who wanted to go up to help, carefully helped Wen Yu up, and patted the sand off her face.

This extremely joyful look made Li Mufeng hold back his angry tone, almost laughing out loud, but was choked back by Wen Yu's extremely aggrieved and angry stare.

"1.9 meters seven." The referee teacher scribbled and drew on the record sheet, and unexpectedly became the highest score in the whole group by accident.

"You don't have to be so nervous, isn't it bigger than when you participated in the dance competition?" Li Mufeng joked when he walked to the playground.

Wen Yu shook his head in frustration, "I don't know, wow, I'm so ashamed now."

"Xiaoyu, hey, Li Mufeng is here too, Xiaoyu, the [-]s are starting to compete, I've got the sequence card for you, let's go." Lu Xin ran over from a distance, holding his knees and said out of breath.

"Go now?" Wen Yu was fine, but Li Mufeng frowned. He actually forgot that the long jump and the [-] were performed almost at the same time, "Can you?" Li Mufeng looked at Wen Yu suspiciously.

"It's okay." Wen Yu shook his legs and regained his previous vitality, "It was just a mistake just now, watch me run No.1 later!"

Li Mufeng was still a little worried, but he couldn't stand Wen Yu's insistence.

The first group of 800-meter girls is over, Wen Yu and Lu Xin are in the second group, and there is a familiar figure in the second group.

Ding Yinyin watched Li Mufeng and Wen Yu walk towards the start of the track side by side, her body shook suddenly, and then her eyes followed Li Mufeng closely.

The 800-meter race does not require a crouching start. Ten runners line up in a row, with high mental strength, just waiting for the starting gun to fire, and the row of runners rush forward like frightened birds.

(End of this chapter)