Chapter 8 The Trials Begin
Early the next morning, Yi Dun appeared on the playground. Today, he can be seen as the starting point of his athlete's career, so he naturally attaches great importance to it.
What Yi Dun didn't expect was that he originally thought that the girls in his class would miss today's selection competition, but he didn't expect that under the leadership of the class leader Tong Yangling, all of them would come.
"Yidun, let's cheer you on!"
"You are the only one in our class to participate in the competition, so don't embarrass us."
"The squad leader called us last night and made a big-character poster all night. He also thought of a lot of cheering slogans. If you can't get the first place, you're so sorry for us."
The enthusiastic girl surrounded Yi Dun, chatting endlessly, and it was extremely lively.
Yi Dun was a little moved, but he didn't expect that he could enjoy such treatment today.
These are thirty model-level beauties cheering for themselves. In the past, Yi Dun dared not even think about it.
"Thank you, squad leader, I will definitely work hard and will never embarrass our dance class!" Yi Dun said with a smile at Tong Yangling.
"We are classmates, this is what we should do. Yi Dun, we all look at you very well." Tong Yangling smiled sweetly.
The sweet smile made Yi Dun's heart numb. He swore that he had never seen any girl smile so well in his life.
After experiencing the tension of the first contact yesterday, Yi Dun also let go of a lot when he contacted the girls today. He could make little jokes from time to time, making the girls giggle.
Half an hour later, the trial competition began, with a track and field sprint from 100 to 400 meters.
Yi Dun and the girls sat in the stands and watched the game with interest.
It has to be said that Songyang Sports School has a bad reputation, which is not without reason.
For example, at one hundred meters, the best freshman only ran 11.79 seconds.
At first glance, the result seems to be pretty good. After running twelve seconds, it surpassed the national third-level athlete's 12.64-second score.
But in fact, the third-level athletes have no value at all.
If you think about it carefully, you can be qualified as a third-level athlete by running 12 seconds and 64 in a hundred meters. What value can you have?
Under normal circumstances, in any ordinary high school class, you can find three or five boys who have achieved such grades in a hundred meters.
There are three or five classes, dozens or hundreds of schools, and thousands of them can be found in an ordinary prefecture-level city.
This is just a high school student category. If you expand the scope, the number will be too large.
Not to mention third-level athletes, even if they have a grade 11.74 seconds, even if they have a grade 100-meter second-level athlete, they can find several of them in an ordinary high school.
Now, Songyang Sports School is a college that specializes in sports. The freshman with the best score in 100 meters is not even as good as a second-level athlete. Think about how disappointed the school leaders are.
The leaders in the stands were covered in frost. What they feared the most was that there were no decent new students who entered school this year.
As a result, they were hit hard at the first 100 meters. The quality of this freshman is really bad.
For a time, principal Luo Jianjun and teachers from the track and field department began to look for Yi Dun with their eyes.
When they saw Yi Dun sitting honestly in the stands, they breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there is a life-saving straw for Yi Dun. Otherwise, Songyang Sports School will be embarrassed to be home for this year's Provincial College Student Track and Field Championships.
The next two hundred meters and four hundred meters were in a very bad situation, and the freshman with the best grades just surpassed the second-level line.
After the three sprint competitions, the results were not optimistic. The following mid- and long-distance running, namely 800 meters, 1500 meters and 3000 meters, also did not show any new students who were eye-catching.
The school leaders' brows were frowning, and the quality of freshmen was worse than that of each class, which made them feel a strong sense of crisis.
After completing the first six events in the track race, the next one is the long-distance running event.
Yi Dun felt a little nervous. He knew very well that the next ten minutes would determine his future.
Tong Yangling, the squad leader sitting next to Yi Dun in the stands, may have seen Yi Dun's nervousness, and he couldn't help but pat Yi Dun's shoulder and comforted him softly: "Are you nervous? Don't be nervous, you will definitely win the first place!"
"Yes, I will definitely win first place. We believe in you!"
Before Yi Dun appeared, the girls cheered for Yi Dun.
Yi Dun breathed a sigh of relief, waved at the girls, and then walked towards the runway!
...
The runway is a standard eight-track 400-meter track, with exactly eight participating students.
Excluding Yi Dun, all the remaining seven people were students who were the track and field class masters who were long-distance running.
After actually walking on the track, Yi Dun calmed down, calmed down, and started to warm up.
Just as Yi Dun and others were warming up, the stands were very lively.
Thirty-four girls from the dance class stood in two rows in the stands.
The first row holds big-character posters and writes various cheering slogans.
The second row cheered collectively.
"Yidun Yidun, so handsome that he was fainted."
"Yidun takes action, one is the best for two."
"Yidun Yidun, we love you!"
The cheers of the girls in the two rows were extremely loud and resounded throughout the playground.
Everyone looked at this beautiful scenery...
There are more men and fewer women in sports schools, and all the boys are muttering in their hearts, who is this boy named Yi Dun?
Yi Dun, who was warming up, also noticed the scenery in the stands and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
It turns out that they thought about these slogans all night last night...
"You are Yi Dun?" asked the track and field student in the same competition unhappy.
The seven of them knew each other, but Yi Dun was a raw face. There was only a group of five thousand meters on the field, so it was clear who Yi Dun was.
"That's right, I'm Yi Dun." Yi Dun replied with a smile.
Although the girls' slogans are not very highlighted, these girls themselves are the biggest highlights...
"Brother, you have a big show. I hope you can achieve a decent score later. Otherwise, I will feel embarrassed for you." Another freshman in the track and field class teased.
This is a typical reincarnation of lemon essence. It is at the age of being competitive. It would be strange if you feel comfortable when you see Yi Dun's grand appearance.
Yi Dun laughed out loud: "Brother, you're better worried about your track and field class. You can only follow me and eat dust after a while. I guess your department head, Mr. Ma, will be quite unhappy?"
Before the game started, Yi Dun was already talking to his opponent.
...
Just as the freshman in the track and field class was about to strike back, the referee raised his gun and signaled that the game was about to begin.
Yi Dun assigned the fourth road, which was just sandwiched between everyone.
"Each is in place!"
"Boom..." The starting gun fired, and eight people started almost at the same time.
After firing, it is time to truly test your skills.
Compared with a sprint of 100 meters, the starting position of the medium and long-distance running is not a squat, but a standing start.
It seems that the technical content of standing starts is lower than that of squatting, but in fact, the technical points that need to be controlled in long-distance running are much more than the 100-meter sprint.
After starting the run, Yi Dun used his strength to rush towards the track along the tangent line like a heavy tank.
Running along the inner tangent line, it is naturally extremely beneficial to run more than three meters less on a curve.
But no outsider participated in the competition, and everyone knew that they wanted to run the inner tangent line, so competition emerged.
Chapter completed!