make you angry, a little happy

Zhang Zhao didn't speak.Can running kill people?able.

But can he run to his death?Obviously not.

There is no first in literature, and no second in martial arts.Sports competition makes these sports students have self-awareness and positioning ability prematurely. They can guess how much they can run, what results they can run, and what virtue they have after finishing the run. They can guess from the reaction of their bodies.Because sports can't tolerate emotional competition, the small circle wants to fight up after the competition, and there will always be masters teaching how to behave.

Having experienced many victories, failures, and repeated trials and tribulations, Tite is the most clear in terms of personal and professional.Don't belittle yourself, and don't be arrogant.

"Brother Zhao, can you keep things safe?" Su Xiaoyuan glanced at the referee, and the remaining 15 people were waiting.

Zhang Zhao smiled, but still didn't speak, deliberately waiting for him to worry.

Su Xiaoyuan tiptoed and said, "Don't run away! Changzi said, Class 4 and they are going to deal with you! Are they going to trip you and Zhu Jie?"

"Okay, I got it." Zhang Zhao laughed again, and plucked a little soft hair, "Don't worry about me... your hair is quite soft, come on, Brother Zhao, give me another rua!"

"Don't make trouble!" Su Xiaoyuan was so anxious that he wanted to kick someone, "I don't want you to run first, and I don't want a medal. Someone wants to be in our class!"

Zhang Zhao couldn't accompany him, so the whistle started over there. "I know! Don't worry, if there is only one person to win this game, it must be someone else." After speaking, he beckoned to the chief referee and returned to the eighth lane.Su Xiaoyuan silently walked back to the cheerleaders and ran 12 and a half laps, he didn't even dare to think about it.

"Yo, I'm here to cheer you on?" Zhu Jie got into a good starting position.

"No way?" Zhang Zhao squatted down, stepped on his heels, raised his thighs, and touched the ground with his hands, "Go first when the gun fires, and if they want to do it, we will definitely take the lead and speed up. But don't rush too fast, Otherwise, if you can’t sprint, you’ll be an idiot.”

Zhu Jie looked on the playground, but he couldn't find Xue Ye. "Fuck, I'd like to see what they want to do."

Before the starting gun fired, the whole playground was silent. Su Xiaoyuan squeezed the mineral water in his hand, wishing he could just pull Zhang Zhao down now.

"Everyone on their positions—" The starter raised his gun, and the 16 athletes moved in unison and raised their hips.

boom!Gunshots, grab the road!

Zhu Jie has a one-step advantage over Zhang Zhao, and enters the inner circle competition first.Zhang Zhao followed closely and cut in, not daring to neglect at all.Three groups of echelons with different speeds were divided within the first 20 meters, and 16 people set off towards the unreachable 12 and a half laps amid deafening cheers.

"Look, the brave athletes are starting! Today is their day to create another glories. Let us wait and see and record their courageous spirit together..." Tang Shu's voice came from the radio, and Su Xiaoyuan didn't dare to move. I was afraid that if I moved my nest, someone would rob me of my good position, and I couldn't see Zhang Zhao crossing the line.

His legs are so long, one step is so big, like a horse.

On the runway, Zhang Zhao adjusted his breathing rhythm and didn't want to compete for speed at the moment.The first and second laps are logically the easiest, but he and Zhu Jie discovered the problem almost at the same time.

Someone wanted to pinch them apart.

Two people in the first echelon can guarantee both speed and a gold medal.But once it is pinched, there is no one to take care of it, and it will be a bad thing if the rhythm is messed up.Zhang Zhao obviously felt that someone was trying to overtake him when he was cornering, so he made a decisive decision, gave up running at a constant speed, and accelerated ahead of time.With a tacit understanding, Zhu Jie also accelerated at the same time.

They are all the experience and lessons learned from years of competition, the stress response of the body before the mind.

The leader in long-distance running is usually a person with good patience and slow speed, but the 0406 in front directly pressed Zhu Jie, deliberately making them unable to overtake.As a result, it was almost cut off again during the third turn on the second lap.

Unless Zhu Jie Zhang Zhao also sacrificed the usual training rhythm and occupied the run!

At the moment when Zhang Zhao felt that Zhang Zhao was about to charge, Zhu Jie accelerated ahead of time, and his ability to snatch the corner was no problem. When he cut into the inner lane, he pushed 0406 back two steps.Zhang Zhao couldn't understand his small moves, but at least he brought himself over.

"Two athletes in 0901 and 0920 rushed out of the first echelon and became the leaders of the third lap!" Tang Shu passionately broadcast on the stage, and many students in the audience stood up.

With only Zhu Jie and Zhang Zhao, the battle between the former captain of the track and field team and the current captain is very interesting.

Su Xiaoyuan couldn't understand what they were doing in the rush, and why the three echelons became four groups. He only knew that Zhang Zhao ran too fast, and he must not have enough energy to continue like this.The flopr just hit the number 3, which is still far from 12.

Zhang Zhao looked straight ahead and adjusted his breathing to three steps, one exhale and one inhale.He is like a dormant animal waiting for the thunder, waiting for the first pole that will appear after 5 laps.With the increased oxygen demand, he now has only mild dyspnea.

Brother Chun was right, Zhang Zhao was born to practice long-distance running.His cardiopulmonary function is good, the peak appears later than the average person, the adjustment time is shorter, and he can always enter the second breath one step ahead of the opponent.Although most of the body characteristics are also adjusted quickly, on the runway, the distance can be opened 1 second faster.

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..." Zhang Zhao followed Zhu Jie, staring at his 0901 number plate.I have to say that Zhu Jie did a good job leading the race. He was facing the wind, at a constant speed, and his breathing rhythm was standard. It would not be a disadvantage to follow him...

Before Zhang Zhao could finish thinking, Tang Shu's voice came again.

"Now the first echelon has entered the fourth lap, and 4 is still leading... No, someone is following behind, it is 0901! 0813 and 0813 have caught up! It seems that this year's long-distance running competition has a lot of talents! Let's do it for them come on!"

What?Let's make trouble!Zhang Zhao was surprised. On the 4th lap, there was still someone who wanted to take the lead. This person didn't want to be ranked. The purpose was too pure, just to exhaust his and Zhu Jie's physical strength.Anyone who is a runner knows that variable-speed running consumes energy far faster than running at a constant speed.

Zhu Jie glanced back and dropped a word. "and!"

Zhang Zhao immediately gave up the constant speed and followed him forward.The only way to get rid of this endless harassment is to dump people.

run on!The two adjusted their pace at the same time, widened their stride distance, maintained the leading edge, and got rid of unnecessary interference as soon as possible.

Entering the fifth lap, Zhang Zhao's legs also entered the mechanical stride.He had to breathe harder, look straight ahead, try not to think about how many laps he ran, and prepare to meet his pole.But at this time, Zhu Jie's speed was obviously slow.

Looking from behind, it can also be seen that his walking posture is a little weak.Zhang Zhaoxin said it was bad. It must be because he ran 1500 in the morning and his rhythm was disrupted. Zhu Jie's pole was ahead of schedule.

The leading position is extremely advanced, and the speed is pressed.

Zhu Jie only felt that the more he ran, the more tired he became, but he was very familiar with this kind of physical reaction, so he didn't panic at all.The most important thing at this time is not to slow down, not to disrupt your breathing, just carry it until the second breath.

At this moment Zhang Zhao overtook him on the right and became the leader.

"Fuck, you're crazy." Zhu Jie cursed, took the opportunity to adjust his breathing, and shouted in two steps, not sure if Zhang Zhao heard it or not.

He gave himself a middle finger with a backhand in front of him.Damn, I must have heard that.

Zhang Zhao rushed to take the lead before the pole appeared, and saved Zhu Jie's speed, which not only aroused the cheers of the audience, but also made everyone sweat.The most important thing about long-distance running is the rhythm. The rhythm between him and Zhu Jie was disrupted at the beginning, and he was chased again when he stabilized. Now he voluntarily gave up the uniform speed, which is simply crazy.

But Zhang Zhao's thinking is very simple, even if this gold medal does not fall to himself, it must fall to class 9.

After 6 laps, the pole began to interfere with Zhang Zhao's physical fitness.At this time, the brain will be blank, and the oxygen demand is increasing sharply. He can only adjust his running posture, check his breathing, and try to let his body adapt as soon as possible.Perhaps it was because of the exhaustion of physical energy in advance, Zhang Zhao's second breath did not start until the 8th lap.

At this time, the body completely entered the mechanical movement, and the darkest part came.

Zhang Zhao and Zhu Jie maintained a high speed and moved forward at a constant speed. When cornering, he caught a glimpse of the speed of the second echelon, which was still not bad.This is the importance of leading. If he is fast, the speed behind him will catch up unconsciously.But the most difficult problem in this period is that I can't breathe.

Every time I take a breath, my chest hurts.Like a bone crack, countless shattered spikes are protruding from the inside to the outside, no matter how hard you breathe, it's not enough.So this stage also has the most abandoners. It is very painful to look carefully at the expressions of each athlete.

But Zhang Zhao also breathed a sigh of relief, no one would speed up at this time.The more difficult the time is, the more often we can distinguish between superior and inferior stages.

Zhu Jie's two legs were completely numb, and his chest was in pain.He didn't expect that Zhang Zhao could maintain this speed without practicing for a year, but his rhythm was obviously disrupted, otherwise his second breath would not be adjusted to the 8th lap, and he ran very chaotically.

But Brother Chun was right, this man was born for long-distance running.

When Zhang Zhao was overtaken, he almost called out "Mom", but it was Zhu Jie.

"0901 became the leader again. It seems that they want to take over the important task for 0920. The second echelon composed of 08 and 04 is not far behind. The speed has been maintained well. It seems that this year's 5000 long-distance race will win the gold medal. It is still unknown! "

Damn, Zhu Jieya is an idiot!This is the only idea in Zhang Zhao's mind. On the 10th lap, Superman basically moved his sprint physical ability ahead of time to do it.It was windy in the afternoon, so Zhu Jieya was not ready to rush after making such a fuss.

But he couldn't control that much, he took big steps and adjusted his breathing to four steps and one exhalation.A stone was pressed on my chest just now, but now I feel that the stone has been pressed to my throat, on my Adam's apple.

pain!This is how I feel at the end of a long-distance run. My legs are heavy, my stomach is sore, and the most important thing is that I am panting and my heart is working too hard.

The flop finally hit 11 with two and a half turns remaining.Zhang Zhao adjusted his running posture and was about to speed up.This is his talent for long-distance running, the acceleration in the final stage.

At this time, Zhu Jie got out of the way in the front, and he had no energy to speak, so he just gestured with his hands.The last part of the long-distance running is the heart and lungs. His condition is doomed to fail the last two laps. Only Zhang Zhao, only he has this ability, and he will accelerate again after running 10 laps.

Let the runway go!Zhang Zhao sprinted immediately after receiving the instructions, took his standard strides, and rushed to the first place.

"Stupid." Zhu Jie cursed at the moment when he was superior.

Zhang Zhao clenched his teeth, he must keep a steady pace when sprinting, and fight against the instinct of the human body to the greatest extent.The body is holding back, so I use my willpower to carry it over.My breathing became heavier and heavier, my legs became heavier and heavier, and my throat felt like I had swallowed a razor blade. It hurt, it really hurt.Entering the last 300 meters, he accelerated again, breathing one step at a time, and the familiar tinnitus began.

The body sends out the final danger signal, urgently needs oxygen, urgently needs oxygen, and the heart rate is reaching the limit.

"To the 5000-meter long-distance runners. Today, your figure has created the most spectacular scenery on the field. One moment you set foot on the starting point and run on the runway, and the next moment you gallop forward with boundless heroism!"

Beads of sweat flowed from Zhang Zhao's forehead and entered his eyes.More sweat fell directly into the sports vest, and the front and back were wet.Every breath becomes a burning, to evaporate the last drop of water in the body little by little.

"5000 meters is an unimaginable fear and challenge for me, but for you, it is a gladiatorial fight where you can burn your charm!"

Zhang Zhao looked directly at the runway, the last 100 meters, another charge!Zhu Jie didn't have the ability that wild guy. He had to ask others to see if he could still dominate the position of the first middle-distance runner.The more shortness of breath, the more chest tightness, the body urgently needs oxygen but cannot get it, the pain rises directly from the throat to the nasal cavity.

"...Looking at the back of you running towards the finish line, maybe winning or losing the game is no longer important, because you have already won the battle, and your achievements are outstanding! Come on! Class 9, third grade, contributed."

Cross the line!Zhang Zhao opened his arms and rushed straight towards the drawn red line!The timer pinched the watch and called to stop, 12 and a half laps!

Won!

Tao Wenchang stood beside the timekeeper, grabbed He An and jumped up: "16 minutes and 1! 16 minutes and 1! Ya broke the record! Ya broke the record! Beast, what a fucking beast!"

"Mmm! Mmm!" He An was so happy that he couldn't speak, he kept punching Brother Chang's back.

Zhu Jie slowed down when he saw Zhang Zhao crossing the line and gave up his ranking.One after another, people ran past him, and finally he crossed the line by slowing down.The scene after crossing the line is completely different from before, it can be said to be bleak.Some fell down, some lay directly on other people's backs, and most were carried away by two people.

"Brother Jie!" A few girls wanted to come over to help Zhujie, but Xue Ye ran over first and picked up his arm, "Lean on me, lean on me, how are you? I'll help you to rest."

Zhu Jie swallowed a mouthful of saliva, like swallowing blood, and shook off his arm. "Get out, you bastard... where did you go just now?"

Xue Ye had long been used to being thrown off, so he took the initiative to stick up to help him. "I went to the toilet, I didn't have time to go at noon. Brother Jie, don't go by yourself, you will fall..."

"I don't need you." Zhu Jie staggered forward and threw himself on the other two teammates.

Zhang Zhao was like a fish thrown on the beach, breathing heavily.Unexpectedly, the people who came to pick him up were not He An and Chang Zi, but Su Xiaoyuan.But he knew that there was no root under the crane's feet, so he just supported it and lay down on the mat.

The heart was about to jump out of his chest, Zhang Zhao suspected that he was hallucinating, and his eyes were full of soap bubbles, puffing and transparent.

"...You, what are you doing, your brother Zhao is not dead."

Su Xiaoyuan knelt on the mat, his expression was uglier than Zhang Zhao's, and his face turned pale with fright: "Aren't you... Are you feeling very uncomfortable, why don't we call Dr. Ge! Just wait!"

"Don't, don't, I'll do it slowly..." Zhang Zhao was in pain when he spoke, and he pulled the person on his body. From a distance, there were two buddies with the best relationship, "How about... are you good brother Zhao? ?”

Su Xiaoyuan nodded and almost lay on top of him.

"Are you handsome?" He asked again, "Come on, call me rua."

"It's okay." Su Xiaoyuan smiled, lowered his head obediently, and let the hand touch his head, "The moment he crossed the line... He's so handsome, like a sports star... You really don't need to call the school doctor."

"What are you afraid of? You can't die..." Zhang Zhao said so, but he gasped as if he had just died once. "Give me back... write a love letter?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Su Xiaoyuan struggled a bit, wanting to get up.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk, I'm panting... I'm so fucking tired." Zhang Zhao looked at the blue sky, the white clouds, and the people around him, and he couldn't get up when he lay down, "At night ...and me, go to the movies with me... okay?"

Su Xiaoyuan was touched on the head and shrank his neck. "Um."

yeah!Zhang Zhao was completely relaxed, watching the big white clouds floating in the sky, blowing wind and sweating.This is the most tiring day, but also the most beautiful day.

The author has something to say: a chapter that left me out of breath!

Zhang Zhao is not only talented, it can be seen from various places in the previous article that he has never stopped training in various physical fitness.If it is really broken for a year, it will definitely not be able to run (the cruelty of sports competition).

Zhu Jie and Zhang Gou can be regarded as half enemies and half friends. After all, high school students don't have too much hatred.But the sense of honor made the two teenagers choose to join forces tacitly.

Zhu Jie: I am a straight man.

Zhang Gou: You are not straight except your legs.Admit it quickly, I am happy!