"Professor Wei, why don't you jump one too?" A group of young teased the old professors.

"Me?" Wei Tianlang pointed to his nose and blushed, "Do you think I can be that special case?"

Why not ask the Cao family what kind of fairy food they ate and how people in their forties can crush young people and become champions.

While talking, the champion appeared. Zhai Yunsheng, wearing blue professional sportswear, had a standard tall figure. At first glance, he was really a natural material for playing high jumps.

"You-" Wei Tianlang put his hand on Dai Nanhui's shoulder, "Do it well, don't say you can't beat forty."

Dai Nanhui's face turned pale, and his thoughts turned wildly: Why did he come to apply for this project by himself? If he loses, he will be humiliating himself. What's more damn is that he called to come to see him for the game.

The referee whistles.

The most common thing for high jump is the leap style, that is, the jump method we beginners taught by physical education teachers at school as primary school students: jump up with one leg, cross one leg and then connect the other leg to the pole.

It is widely used by athletes in professional competitions. It is a good-looking back-by-win style, which can maximize the advantages of the human body's center of gravity.

If an outsider doesn't understand, just look at whether the player uses leapfrog or memorable style, you can basically determine where the player's level is.

At the height of 1.6 meters, the leap forward is very sad.

The referee needs to shorten the game time and raise the jump height immediately.

After one round, most of the players are about to be defeated and entered the finals.

Dai Nanhui drew the last place, ahead of him, Uncle Zhai.

Dangdangdangdang, the five or six contestants in front of Uncle Zhai fell the pole one after another, and one of them hit the next pole in a skew.

The referee called for a stop and suspended the game and re-approved the pole height.

This suspension made Dai Nanhui sweat in his palms, which was really nervous.

The voice of "Get out of the way" came from the onlookers, which was quite familiar.

Dai Nanhui turned his head and saw the face that appeared in the crowd.

When I saw Brother Nan Hui standing on the field, Li Yaxi felt an unsuppressible little excitement.

For some reason, Dai Nanhui's heart fell to the ground when he saw her appear.

Maybe he was more afraid that she wouldn't come than his own winning or losing.

In the venue, the applause from the people of the capital was heard.

Uncle Zhai, who set out in front of him, easily crossed the height of 1.6 meters. His high posture allowed the audience to appreciate what a king in his forties means.

Xie Wanying judged with a three-dimensional eye: "The highest waist point in the body in the past was 2.35, and the lowest hip point was 2.23, which was 0.2 more than the second place."

0.2 is equivalent to 20 cm. Since the jump is adjusted to a distance of 2 to 5 cm per round, Uncle Zhai lost the second place to more than four rounds, showing the legendary deterrence of overcoming Qunfang.

When the people next to her heard her talking, they all squinted: Xie, your eyes are more terrifying than the king, and you can see through the limits of the king.

It was his turn. Dai Nanhui was sweating more all over his body.

When I was nervous, there was a squeaking sound of loud speakers in the field. When a new battery was installed, the speaker volume became louder. The speaker roared, shaking everyone's eardrums until they were buzzing.

"Come on, Dai Nanhui!"
Chapter completed!