Cartoonist in Doraemon

Of course, if it is a simple competition of strength and physical fitness, it is estimated that ten Fat Tigers combined would not be Lin Feng's opponent. Reading

But on the surface, Fat Tiger is still the strength of the class.

So there is no problem standing in the front row.

And Lin Feng was assigned to the end of the team.

In this regard, Lin Feng also said that it doesn't matter. You know, the role of the end is actually very large.

To control the overall forward efficiency of the entire team, and to cooperate with the front row, you must have tacit understanding, which plays a role of the finale.

It is actually difficult for ordinary people to be competent for this position.

And Lin Feng also has an advantage in this position, that is, when the team is about to lose control, he can use his ability to help a little bit, so that the power deviation of the entire team can get back on track.

"Doraemon, then the next task of timing is handed over to you!"

Nobita put a pocket watch-like stopwatch timer into Doraemon's hand and spoke to him seriously.

"Well, don't worry, I will be ready!"

Doraemon rarely sees Nobita doing something so seriously, so he came to help Nobita this time with a very serious and responsible attitude.

Since he has decided to do this, he must do his best.

Even if Nobita may be excited because of the hot-blooded buns he ate, and the blazing fire of youth is burning.

Maybe he will be depressed again after a while.

But at least Nobita is still very dedicated now.

"Very good! Then let's start training!"

After everyone was ready, the collective training of the centipede race was kicked off again.

"One, two! One, two! One, two!"

. . .

As everyone worked together to persist in training, their speed of running the whole course became faster and faster.

From the first two and a half minutes, to the current two minutes and twenty seconds, two minutes and fifteen seconds.

Every time the time is shortened, it means that everyone has put in more effort than the last time.

"Shizuka, are you okay? If you can't hold on, take a break."

Lin Feng himself didn't feel uncomfortable with this intensity of training, but he saw Shizuka, who was in front of him, sweating profusely.

Because he was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to keep up physically, Lin Feng whispered to her.

"No, it's okay. Everyone is working so hard to keep up with the training. Don't worry, Lin Feng, I can still hold on..."

Shizuka turned around and whispered to Lin Feng while panting.

At present, except for Dekisugi who was sick and resting in bed, only Lin Feng, Shizuka and Fat Tiger had not eaten the hot-blooded buns given by Nobita.

Because the other students had eaten the hot-blooded buns, they were now in a stage of high morale.

When their spirits were quite excited, physical fatigue and exhaustion would not show up at this time.

In other words, if they can continue to maintain this fighting spirit, then it is almost certain that Lin Feng and his classmates in the fifth grade second class will get the top results in the centipede race team competition of the entire grade.

The next main task is to hone the degree of cooperation and tacit understanding between everyone.

Ensure that they can perform better than usual in the upcoming competition.

"Well, that's good. If you really can't hold on, you don't need to resist. Just tell everyone."

Lin Feng saw that Shizuka still wanted to hold on, so he didn't say anything.

However, his attention was always on Shizuka. If Shizuka couldn't hold on, he would help her as soon as possible.

Of course, even if it is training, it is not endless. It is necessary to rest in the middle to give everyone a rest buffer time.

"Very good, now everyone's results have broken through two minutes and eight seconds. As long as we rush under two minutes, then there will be no problem in defeating the teams of other classes!"

"Everyone take a short break, and then keep working hard!"

Even after dozens of rounds of group training, Nobita and others still look energetic and full of energy.

This kind of training lasted for several days.

Until the day before the summer sports meeting, Dekisugi's illness finally improved and he could participate in group training.

If it were someone else, after being delayed for so long, it would definitely be a very difficult thing to reintegrate into the training plan.

But Dekisugi is different. As an all-round academic master in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, art and labor, he only took less than half an hour to completely enter the rhythm of everyone's training.

Perhaps because he had just recovered from a serious illness, his mobility was still lacking, and he could not adjust to the best state in a short time.

But he was still able to rely on his excellent body coordination to do the same movements as everyone else.

All of a sudden, all the members of Class 2 of Grade 5 are now fully present.

The addition of Dekisugi is undoubtedly a powerful booster for the team.

After all, most of the previous class-based activities were organized by Dekisugi.

Although the organizer this time was temporarily replaced by Nobita due to Dekisugi's illness, I, Mr. Nareiichiro.

But when Dekisugi rejoined, everyone was able to continue to maintain the same level of understanding as before.

It was still the tall and powerful Fat Tiger who took the lead, with Lin Feng in the finale, and Dekisugi was placed in the middle of the team, which also allowed him to play a role as a link between the past and the future.

It has to be said that with the tacit cooperation in the past few days and the addition of De Mushan today, the morale of the entire team is also extremely high.

Not only did he break the two-minute mark, he even maintained the record for completing the race at one minute and fifty-five seconds.

"Great, everyone!"

"Keeping up this performance, we will definitely be able to achieve very good results in the Summer Games!"

The thought of being able to fulfill the promise he made with Shizuka right away and lead the class to a good ranking.

In Nobita's heart at this time, it seemed that there was a raging fire burning fiercely just like behind him!

"good...!"

The students in the class were all taking drugs. . . Well, because I ate the hot-blooded buns, I raised my right hand high with enthusiasm and cheered for myself in unison.