The Coercion of Scum

Chapter 907:

Standing over there is my friend Lu Zhijiu, a refreshing boy who is good at sports.

Next to him was Zhiying, who was wearing thick long sleeves and unexpectedly sports trousers on her lower body.

"Hahaha, Takezawa Yu, if you taste a failure, let's drop out of school!"

Across the lawn, he yelled to me without any shame.

Although the sound was not noticed by many people on the noisy sports field, of course I was in a bad mood when I heard that.

Damn it, this man just pushed his nose to his face.

Zhijiu, who was next to him, was just warming up, and when he heard this, he rarely showed a dazed expression on his face.

Damn, it's better to feel prepared than to be embarrassed. If you run fast, I don't have to drop out of school.

I looked at Chihisa anxiously, sweating for my future.

However, Zhiying still maintained the advantage, because at the beginning, Velika was too cheap, causing him to take over 3 seconds earlier than the others.

Probably to show off, he waved the baton high and continued to laugh disgustingly.

"Hahahahahaha, goodbye... no, goodbye to Yu Takezawa!"

Fnmdx!

I want to scold, but the guy has already started running.

boom.

Then he fell.

The audience was in an uproar.

Ah ah ah ah? ? ?

I was also dumbfounded.

Just when he was about to take his absolute advantage all the way forward, there was a weird flat landing.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhijiu had already left all the way.

After struggling **** the ground like a dead fish, Zhiying stood up.

His face was full of embarrassed expressions.

"Damn it, how could this be!"

He first yelled up to the sky, and then rushed forward hard.

It is a pity that because he was too concerned about showing off before, he was completely behind, and finally was dumped and even lost his points.

Yay! !

I stood on high ground and picked it up to celebrate.

Seeing Zhiying who sullenly punched the wall after the match, I smiled triumphantly.

Although it was a bit of luck, it was good, and I was basically stable.

You don't even need to calculate the score, as long as you fight for your life and run a marathon.

Marathon, as the name suggests, is to use marathon fruit... which is strange.

It is an inexplicable long-distance running sport that originated in ancient Greece. When applied to our school, the school planned a race starting from the sports field, winding and snaking around the streets around the school, and finally returning to the school. rule.

By the way, the area of our school is quite large. By planning the longest route, the distance of this marathon has reached 16 kilometers, which is a suitable mode for students to engage in extreme sports.

Almost after the relay was over, all the students who were scheduled to participate in the marathon went to the runway to start preparing.

It is worth mentioning that this is a green and healthy sport that is widely respected by the country, so participation is very high. There is no limit to the number of participants in each class, so as to encourage everyone to participate as a standard (although lazy people Will not participate), and the champion can enjoy the same points as ordinary sports.

Because there are a lot of people participating, the scores of the players after 10 are not counted. Except for the top three, the scores of the next 7 are slightly less.

Before the start of the game, I started to confirm the score.

It is now 110 to 105.

No problem, I'm basically stable if it looks like this.

First of all, although I may not be able to get results in marathons across the school, as far as I know, Zhiying's class can't send any talents, so even if everyone can't get points, it is my victory.

Thinking of this, I started looking around at the starting point.

"Ayu, what's the matter with you?"

Shion, who was participating in the marathon with me, stabbed me a little nervously.

I got back to my senses immediately and smiled at her relaxedly.

"It's fine."

"Huh, maybe you are looking for her, right?"

She puffed her cheeks and said angrily.

The so-called "she" is of course Jasmine. It seems that I can't hide some thoughts in front of Shion.

Finally, I can only nodded with a wry smile.

"Well, yes, it's a competitor after all."

"It must be at the forefront!"

She shook her head, then took my hand and squeezed into the crowd. After hard work, we finally squeezed into the narrow starting line.