"Hiss!"
Wang Ling gasped.
It was too shocking.
11.22 seconds.
This time, Ma Zhuo managed to run in 11.22 seconds, which was 0.21 seconds faster than the first time.
It was too terrifying.
The shock and excitement in Wang Ling's heart could not be described with words.
With his current speed, winning the 100m sprint championship in the school sports meet was effortless, because the highest record was only 11.8 seconds.
Even the highest record in the county middle school sports meet was only 11.5 seconds.
With Ma Zhuo's skill, if the coaches of the city and provincial teams saw him, they would definitely fight for him like crazy!
Just as Wang Ling was getting excited.
Ma Zhuo and Zhang Bao returned first.
"Teacher, how much did I run?"
Hearing Ma Zhuo's question, Wang Ling immediately reset the stopwatch to zero and said indifferently,"Not bad. You've improved a little since the first time.”
Zhang Bao was speechless.
He was dumbfounded.
Ma Zhuo was already three to four meters ahead of him, and he only improved a little from the first time?
"Teacher, how many seconds did you run for?”
Ma Zhuo wanted to know.
"Why are you asking so many questions? In short, both of you have improved a little since the last time.”
Wang Ling did not intend to tell him the data.
The main reason was that Ma Zhuo was still young. If he became arrogant after hearing the results and did not put in enough effort in training, he would be finished.
What she didn't know was that Ma Zhuo's 15-year-old body contained a 30-year-old soul.
How could he be so arrogant just because of this little result?
At the side.
Zhang Bao glanced at Ma Zhuo.
He had already made a deduction.
Since Wang Ling said that he had improved, it meant that his time had exceeded 11.54 seconds.
Ma Zhuo was about three meters ahead of him.
It was estimated that he would be leading by at least 0.2 seconds.
In other words, the result was around 11.34 seconds.
Thinking of this, Zhang Bao revealed a bitter smile.
It was too f * cking depressing.
In less than a week, what could Ma Zhuo train?
There would definitely be no fundamental improvement.
If he could still run such a good result, what kind of speed could he reach after a year or two of training?
Thinking of this, Zhang Bao suddenly had a hunch.
He would definitely see Ma Zhuo on TV in the future.
"Alright, alright. Let's rest for a while and continue training!”
Wang Ling waved her hand and turned to walk towards the starting line.
Ma Zhuo and Zhang Bao followed behind.
"Ma Zhuo, I'm convinced! You'll definitely be the champion of the school sports meet in two days.”
Ma Zhuo did not deny this.
Because being overly humble would seem hypocritical.
"Tsk, let's improve together and strive to get a place in the County Games.”
"Good!"
As he walked, he saw Zhang Lingling. Ma Zhuo stopped and greeted,""Class monitor! Nancy!"
Zhang Lingling's lips curled up, revealing her cute little canine teeth.""Congratulations on getting first place. How many seconds did you run this time?”
"I don't know either. Teacher didn't tell me.”
"Oh, oh."
"Then I'll go train."
After saying that, Ma Zhuo quickly followed Zhang Bao.
Just as he walked up to her, Zhang Bao teased,"Is that your class monitor? She's quite pretty. I can tell that she's interested in you.”
"You're thinking too much. We're just classmates.”
......
"Dang dang!"
"Dang dang!"
The familiar " Athletes 'March ", the background music for school morning exercises and sports games.
This song was the " shadow " of many students.
Hearing that my shoelaces will come undone.
Her legs would hurt if she heard it.
She even heard that her period would come earlier.
It was too terrifying.
After the usual entrance and the drowsy leader's speech, the crowd was stunned.
The sports meet officially began.
Everyone was happy.
Although they had to watch the competition even if they didn't participate, it was better than sitting in the classroom.
After the competition, they could still stroll around for a while.
Delighted.
The school sports meet of Shuicheng Second High School was relatively simple and did not have many formal things.
For example, the athlete's oath and the referee's oath.
None.
There were no special clothes, only the participants wore school uniforms and t-shirts.
As for the projects, there were even fewer.
100m, 200m, 400m, men's 1500m and women's 800m, high jump, long jump, shot put, etc.
There was basically nothing else.
The conditions did not allow it.
There were only preliminaries and finals.
There was no semi-finals.
He could finish it in a day.
Moreover, for the sake of fairness, each event was divided into grades.
Year One, Year Two, and Year Three were not in the same group.
Therefore, this school sports meet did not pose any challenge to Ma Zhuo.
In the morning.
The first event was the preliminaries of the men's 100m sprint, which everyone loved to watch.
There were 14 classes in Grade One, and there were a total of 28 students. They were divided into four groups. The first person in each group would advance, and the remaining four spots would be calculated according to their results.
On the field.
They ran to the sides and were surrounded by Year One students.
Class 3 was in the middle.
The first group had already finished running. The second group was about to start, and Ma Zhuo was in it.
At this moment, he was warming up.
Wang Ling walked over." Oh right, Zhuo, there's something I forgot to tell you. I've even registered you for the 200m sprint."”
Ma Zhuo:
Wang Ling knew that he would react this way, and a sly smile appeared on her face."The 100m sprint is too easy for you. Treat it as training!”
Ma Zhuo:
What else could he say?
Run.
Two minutes later.
The second group of the first year's men's 100m sprint preliminaries officially began.
"Get into position!"
A chubby and short physical education teacher was in charge of giving orders.
Ma Zhuo squatted down at the starting line.
He did not look at his opponent.
Because the biggest enemy in this game was himself.
Wang Ling didn't tell him the results of the last test.
This time, he couldn't hide it anymore, right?
On the other side.
The surrounding Class 3 students were quite excited.
"It's about to begin."
"How much do you think Ma Zhuo will lead?”
"At least half a second."
"Anyway, we will definitely win."
Zhang Lingling was full of confidence.
Beside her, the class monitor of Class 2 knew her and said unhappily,"You guys are sure to win before the competition? Our class isn't weak. It's still uncertain who will win.”
Zhang Lingling wanted to laugh.
Even Zhang Bao, a third-year sports student, couldn't outrun Ma Zhuo. How could their class win?
At this moment.
A gunshot rang out.
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