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After Lu Fei took his place, he looked Zhang Feng up and down.

When he saw Zhang Feng wearing a set of ordinary casual clothes, he couldn't help but sneered, and secretly sighed in his heart: "I don't even have sportswear. It seems that this Zhang Feng came here to shame people. I might I can't compare to you, but in terms of track and field, no one can compare with Lu Fei!"

It's normal for Lu Fei to think this way, after all, Lu Fei is best at track and field events.

Moreover, the 100-meter sprint and the high jump are two of Lu Fei's best skills.

So basically every school sports meeting, Lu Fei is the one who attracts the most attention. When Lu Fei appears on the runway, he will also get the warmest applause and cheers.

Just now Zhang Feng invited so many sponsors, he can definitely crush Lu Fei in terms of momentum, but Lu Fei is confident that he can crush Zhang Feng in this competition, so it can be regarded as a tie, Lu Fei Feixin doesn't feel particularly inferior.

On the other side, Tang Xiaoman saw that Zhang Feng was doing nothing, so he took the initiative to introduce the rules of the 100-meter sprint to Zhang Feng.

The competition method of the 100-meter sprint is actually very simple. More than 50 students participating in the competition are divided into five groups, each group has about ten people, and the top two can advance to the final.

The final is held after the group stage, so generally the really good students will not try their best in the group stage, but try to preserve their strength as long as they can advance to the final.

Now most of the students are warming up, while Zhang Feng stands there expressionless, not knowing what he is thinking.

After seeing Zhang Feng's state, Tang Xiaoman was somewhat worried.

In fact, Tang Xiaoman didn't have too much hope for Zhang Feng. She felt that as long as Zhang Feng was not the bottom one in the group stage, it would be fine. As for advancing to the finals, it was something that she couldn't even think about.

The group stage is conducted by drawing lots, so no one knows what opponent they will meet.

Soon, the school radio read out the numbers of the first group to participate in the sprint, and all the students got ready.

Two minutes later, the command gun was fired.

The first group match of the 100-meter sprint finally started, and there was a burst of deafening cheers on the playground.

After the first group match, the second group match followed.

At this time, the students in the school watched the game through the big screen on the playground.

If there are many games, the two large screens will be divided into four, and the four games will be played simultaneously.

But at this time, the 100-meter sprint is the only competition, so the content played on the two big screens is also the same.

The second group match was still very eye-catching, because Lu Fei was in the second group.

Sure enough, when Lu Fei appeared in front of the camera, cheers broke out in the playground again.

The game started quickly, but also ended quickly.

Lu Fei won the first place without any suspense with his completely crushing strength, and he won very easily, as if he had used less than half of his strength.

"Lu Fei seems to be stronger than last year. Maybe Lu Fei can really break the school's record of 10.08 seconds!"

Wang Tongtong, who was sitting on the auditorium, turned her head to look at Pu Youlin, and sighed softly.

"It is indeed possible!"

Pu Youlin seemed to agree, and nodded slightly.

"I don't care if Lu Fei can break the school record. What I care about now is whether Zhang Feng will take the last place..."

And Wang Xiong, who was beside the two of them, shouted carelessly.

"Yeah, I hope Zhang Feng won't come out at the bottom of the list, or else his pretense at the school gate just now will be in vain..."

The glasses hurriedly followed suit.

"You don't have to worry about this. Zhang Feng must be the last one. Look at the students who participated in the sprint, who else is wearing casual jeans? If Zhang Feng is not the last one, I feel sorry for him With this outfit, this is simply a joke..."

Wang Tongtong was not polite at all, and spoke directly.

After Wang Xiong and the glasses heard Wang Tongtong's words, they also looked helpless. After taking a deep breath, they didn't know how to refute.

"By the way, the glasses Wang Xiong and you two have known Zhang Feng for so long, who the hell is Zhang Feng? Why can he invite so many sponsors?"

As if suddenly remembering something, Wang Tongtong turned her head and asked Wang Xiong in a soft voice.

When Pu Youlin heard this sentence, a trace of curiosity flashed in her eyes, and she hurriedly looked at Wang Xiong.

"this……"

A trace of hesitation flashed in Wang Xiong's eyes. After all, Zhang Feng had specifically explained to him before that Zhang Feng's identity could not be revealed, so he didn't know how to explain it.

"The two of us actually don't know Zhang Feng very well, and Zhang Feng won't tell us some things, so we don't know who Zhang Feng is. If you are curious, you can ask Zhang Feng yourself..."

The reaction speed of the glasses was relatively fast, so he spoke directly.

"I'm not very familiar with Zhang Feng, even if I ask him, he won't tell me!"

Wang Tongtong said lightly with her small mouth curled up.

"Zhang Feng's competition seems to be about to start!"

At this moment, Wang Xiong suddenly interrupted the topic.

Everyone looked up at the big screen, only to see that Zhang Feng had already reached the starting line, and then waited quietly.

Compared with the surrounding players, Zhang Feng's outfit is simply too different. Jiangcheng University has held so many sports games, and it is the first time they have seen someone dressed like this to participate in a sprint competition, so the school The students inside were inevitably a little surprised.

After these students knew Zhang Feng's identity, they felt that Zhang Feng might just be messing around, so they didn't care too much about it.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the command gunshot sounded.

The students on the runway all started at the same time and ran towards the finish line with all their might.

But after Zhang Feng heard the gunshots, his first reaction was not to run, but to be a little stunned.

After all, it was the first time for Zhang Feng to participate in such a competition, so he didn't know much about the situation of the competition.

So after Zhang Feng was stunned for a moment, he began to rush forward.

After Wang Xiong glasses and others saw this scene, they all showed helpless expressions.

"It's over, this time Zhang Feng must be the last one. He was running slower than others, but now he is so far behind in the start. It's no wonder he wasn't the last one!"

Wang Xiong shouted with a broken expression.

"It seems...it doesn't seem to be necessarily..."

Just after Wang Xiong finished speaking, Pu Youlin suddenly replied.