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There are more people participating in the high jump, because many people who are forced to apply for the event will choose the high jump and the long jump, but the triple jump is much more difficult than the high jump and the pole, so most of them choose the high jump.

Huo Ran didn't care how many opponents he had. He thought it was good. He had to wait half a day for one round, which was long enough for him, Xu Zhifan and the others to run around with Kou Chen.

Kou Chen's speed is not fast, but he doesn't play like he did in the previous 400 meters, stuck in the middle and running along.

The first runner was Zhou Haichao. Behind him was a classmate who used to be in the same class as Huo Ran. He was an athletic student who practiced long-distance running, but the event was not 1000 meters. He might not be able to grasp the rhythm well.

Kou Chen might be able to take second place if he plays it safe.

Why second?

Huo Ran glanced at Zhou Haichao, who was running in front and every movement was disgusting. This man is not a long-distance runner. Why is he first? Who is he?

"Kou Chen! Come on!" He yelled at Kou Chen again.

Kou Chen was happy while running.

"Stop laughing!" Wei Chaoren also yelled, "Why are you laughing when you are running! You have lost all your strength laughing!"

When they passed the first corner, there was no change in the team. Kou Chen just took the opportunity to cut to the inner track. At this time, a group of girls jumped up on the outside of the track and shouted in unison: "Kou Chen, come on! Kou Chen, come on.

!Kou Chen takes first place! My sister loves you the most!"

"Holy shit!" Xu Chuan was staggered by the shock.

"I'm from the liberal arts class in my senior year of high school," Xu Zhifan couldn't help laughing, "Fuck, I can do it."

Kou Chen turned his head and smiled.

"Come on -" the girls over there danced and waved, "Sister loves you -"

"Stop being so arrogant!" Huo Ran ran to his side, "You fucking watch the road."

There were quite a lot of people cheering for each class, and there were cheers on both sides of the runway. But Kou Chen was the igniter of the entire liberal arts class, so there were a lot of people cheering for him.

The other players didn't have any special performance and kept running, but Huo Ran could feel Zhou Haichao's displeasure.

I looked back several times to see where Kou Chen was.

But this time, Kou Chen didn't play tricks. It looked like he was running seriously. He was always in the middle position. The pressure on him should be quite big.

Huo Ran stared at the back of his head fiercely and looked back at you a few times. With your mental quality, you can't get the fucking first place!

When the first lap was almost completed, the team slowly stretched into a long line, and Kou Chen remained in fourth position. Many people were already a little tired in their pace, but Kou Chen did not change much.

"Don't run away in this circle," Xu Zhifan patted him on the shoulder, "Don't take first place here, and you'll be eliminated on the other side."

"Impossible." Huo Ran is still very confident in his jumping. Although he has never applied for high jump before, he has practiced the back jump. Compared with those students who insist on leaping to the end, he will have no problem entering the finals.

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Xu Zhifan glanced at him, smiled and said nothing.

He knew why Xu Zhifan was laughing.

After staying with someone like Kou Chen for a long time, who can resist being swept away by the torrent of braggadocio?

After finishing one lap, I just returned to the high jump venue and suddenly left the running team.

There are also many people from his class waiting for the high jump.

"He's 1.5 meters tall." Hu Yi didn't sign up, but he would definitely be trapped when running with him, so he stayed here to keep an eye on him, "There is a great guy in Wen 3, you can keep an eye on him."

"How awesome?" Huo Ran asked.

"Look." Hu Yi raised his chin.

A boy rushed towards the crossbar amidst the cheers, then jumped up, made a diving motion in the air, and flew over the crossbar.

"Fuck, belly jump." Huo Ran smiled and applauded him together with everyone else.

The height of 1.5 meters is not difficult for Huo Ran. His requirement for himself is to be over 1.7 meters, and then he can just let it happen.

"What's the school record?" Hu Yi asked him, "Can anyone break it?"

"It's over 1.8 meters, almost 1.9 meters," Huo Ran said. "No one has been able to break it in the past few years."

"You break one." Hu Yi said.

"Go wash your face and wake up." Huo Ran said with a smile.

"Huoran!" the referee shouted.

"Arrived!" Huo Ran raised his hand, looked at the position of the crossbar, jumped slightly on the spot, and rushed out.

I just ran a lap, it was like a warm-up, and now I feel quite relaxed. When I jumped in front of the crossbar, I had a good height. When I landed on the mat, there was applause from all around.

"Just go for 1.6 meters," someone shouted, "I'm sure you can pass."

Huo Ran looked at Hu Yi. Hu Yi spread his fingers to show him: "You were so much taller when you jumped over, more than ten centimeters."

"Then let me try 1.6 meters." Huo Ran glanced at the other side of the track. From a distance, he could see that Kou Chen had reached the third position. The people behind him had been separated by a large distance from the first three. Kou Chen

Keep biting at the back of the second one.

The crossbar rose to 1.6 meters, and Huo Ran didn't stay where he was. He jumped slightly and started running.

He kicked off the ground, jumped up, shoulders, waist, legs, and when he took off, he heard applause and cheers.

There was no suspense at 1.6 meters. When he landed on the mat, he glanced at the crossbar and didn't move at all.

When it was other runners' turn to jump, he rushed to the track again. He was about to sprint for the 1,000 meters. He wanted to go over and give Kou Chen a few shouts.

The group of seven did not run with them on this lap. Except for Xu Zhifan, the others couldn't keep up, so they all took a shortcut and crossed directly to the bend here to wait.

"How's it going!" Huo Ran rushed over and shouted.

"I'll be here soon," Xu Zhifan said. "I'm still in third place now. I don't know what will happen in the sprint."

Huo Ran looked towards the runway. People from the first echelon quickly appeared with cheers. The girls in the liberal arts class of the senior high school shouted wildly. It was probably because they were usually under too much study pressure, and now they seemed to be venting their anger.

"Kou Chen comes first—sister loves you—"

"Kou Chen!" Huo Ran shouted, "Come on, come on!"

"Come on!" Jiang Lei shouted, "Come on Kou Chen! Charge on Kou Chen!"

Kou Chen looked over here and jumped up and shouted: "Sprint! Charge!"

Kou Chen curled up his lips, suddenly accelerated, passed the second place from the outer lane, and bit Zhou Haichao's back.

Zhou Haichao deserves to be last year's champion, and his strength is still there. As Kou Chen accelerated, he also started sprinting, and he sprinted very hard.

Huoran and his gang started to run after him.

"Bite tight! Bite tight!" Xu Chuan shouted until his voice broke.

At the finish line ahead, Wu Xiaochen and a group of people were holding the banner of their class, and their shouts could be heard from a distance: "No one can stop me——"

Kou Chen sped up again and reached behind Zhou Haichao in just a few steps. Zhou Haichao could probably feel his breath on the back of his neck.

In previous 1,000-meter races, there had never been such a close fight between first and second place. Everyone was excited, and even those who were too lazy to move in the stands took out their binoculars and looked over.

For Huo Ran, if the person in front of him wasn't Zhou Haichao, he wouldn't have cared so much about Kou Chen's ranking, but it was Zhou Haichao in front of him. This person had been at odds with him since he joined the school basketball team as a freshman in high school. What happened after that?

He was even more dissatisfied with the matter of flowers. Now he just wanted Kou Chen to surpass him and step on his head to show off.

Zhou Haichao probably tried his best and rushed very hard, but Kou Chen obviously still had enough physical strength. If he was given another fifty meters, he would be able to go up.

When there were still one hundred meters to go before the finish line, Kou Chen turned to the outside lane, apparently preparing to overtake.

Just as he stepped out to accelerate, Zhou Haichao also swayed out. After the sway, he quickly retracted his body, which was equivalent to just swaying and running out.

But just this step caused his right leg to stop in front of Kou Chen very inconspicuously.

Kou Chen almost kicked his leg.

"My uncle! Bastard!" Huo Ran scolded so loudly that his voice broke, "Kou Chenchong!"

Xu Zhifan was probably the only one among the seven people and people around who noticed this detail. Xu Zhifan also cursed: "Fuck! What kind of character!"

Kou Chen's forward momentum was affected by this kick, and he returned to Zhou Haichao's right rear.

"Kou Chen, charge forward! Win the championship!" Huo Ran shouted, "Charge! Charge! Charge!"

Kou Chen suddenly accelerated again, and Huo Ran felt that all his life's strength had been used in this roar: "Kou Chen is the first! Brother loves you!"

As expected, the seven-person group hangs out together every day, and they immediately shouted: "Kou Chen is number one! Brother loves you!"

Kou Chen overtook Zhou Hai and timed out again, much faster than the last time, probably to guard against Zhou Haichao's legs.

Zhou Haichao had no chance anymore. When he stretched his legs, he actually disrupted his own rhythm. Since Kou Chen had more physical strength than him, he had no chance to stop Kou Chen.

Kou Chen rushed to the first position, and the shouts around him were like an explosion. For many years, the weaklings in the liberal arts class of Affiliated High School had not received any good rankings in long-distance running events. This time, they actually defeated last year's champion and sports students.

Got first place.

Kou Chen pulled away from Zhou Haichao by nearly four to five meters and crossed the line. He rushed forward for a while and then stopped, bending down and holding his knees, panting.

People from his class rushed forward and buried Kou Chen in the crowd.

Huo Ran glanced at the people crossing the finish line behind him. The other players were all very happy, panting and smiling as they greeted the people in his class. Only Zhou Haichao looked depressed.
To be continued...