The race track was already surrounded by people.
The students from Class Three were the most excited.
After all, Yang Zhuo was in their class.
Zhang Lingling stood in front.
Even the homeroom teacher came.
He had allowed Yang Zhuo to skip the evening self-study session, so he wanted to see if he was really that good.
After all, seeing was believing.
He did not see the match in the morning and came to watch the finals.
"Get into position!"
The starter shouted through the loudspeaker.
Yang Zhuo quickly got into position.
At this moment, the group of leaders including the president stood up and looked at the starting line without blinking.
The surrounding students also stopped talking.
"Ready!"
"Pa!"
The moment the starting gun sounded, a figure flew out like a sharp arrow.
It was Yang Zhuo.
This time, he had a long start and reacted faster than usual.
He couldn't see the people behind him, nor would he pay attention to them.
At this moment, he was staring at the finish line.
What he needed to do was to cross the lane as quickly as possible.
"Good luck!"
"Good luck!"
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
Deafening cheers echoed throughout the field.
In the stands.
Both the principal and the head teachers were stunned.
What a fast speed!
However, Yang Zhuo might not be so obvious. Look at the second place, who was several meters away from him.
The contrast was especially obvious.
That pair of long legs almost disappeared.
The footsteps were obviously faster than the people behind them.
That was because Yang Zhuo's pace was fast, so the visual effect was more impactful.
The 100-meter distance was reached in the blink of an eye.
Yang Zhuo rushed over.
The referee immediately pressed the stopwatch.
After Yang Zhuo finished running, the students of Class 3 didn't even shout that they had won.
He really couldn't be bothered to shout.
Because the difference was too great.
When Yang Zhuo crossed the finish line, the remaining people were still far away from the finish line.
"How much?"
"How much?"
When the referee saw that it was the principal, he hurriedly looked at the stopwatch."11.12 seconds."
11.12 seconds, 0.05 faster than the preliminaries.
It could be seen that Yang Zhuo's condition was very good.
"Dean Shaw, what's the record for the men's 100m sprint in our school?”
"11.8 seconds, an increase of 0.68 seconds.”
"Good fellow! This is too fierce!"
"The other students are not on the same level as him at all.”
"Extremely talented."
All the leaders couldn't help but praise him.
At the side.
Wang Jie and Yang Zhuo's homeroom teachers were also smiling.
It was a good thing that the principal was paying attention to him.
At this moment.
When Yang Zhuo came back and saw so many leaders, he would have been very nervous in his previous life.
But now, he was very calm.
The principal patted Yang Zhuo's shoulder."Yang Zhuo, right? Good job! Keep up the good work!”
"Thank you, Principal!"
The principal nodded and looked at Wang Jie.""Yang Zhuo is talented in sprinting. You must train him well in the future. If you have any difficulties or needs, you can tell the school.”
"Principal, don't worry. I will help Yang Zhuo train well!”
Hearing their conversation, Yang Zhuo's eyes lit up.
He was already thinking about how to get some benefits.
It would be a waste not to.
For example, if the school could subsidize food and drinks, he would be able to eat better and save a lot of money.
Also, in terms of shoes and clothes, the principal wouldn't be too stingy, right?
At this moment, the loudspeaker sounded.
"Congratulations to Yang Zhuo from Class 3 of Grade 1 for winning the first place in the men's 100m sprint! And with a time of 11.12 seconds, he set the record for the men's 100m sprint since the school was founded!”
Most of the students didn't know Yang Zhuo's grades until now.
He was instantly stunned.
They discussed.
"F * ck, 11.12 seconds, almost 11 seconds.”
"What's so surprising about that? Aren't all athletes running for more than 10 seconds?”
"How can that be the same? Yang Zhuo was only in Grade One, and his grades would be top-notch even in Beijing or Shanghai.”
"So awesome!"
"If I had to run, it would take at least 13 seconds.”
"Yang Zhuo is so awesome!"
......
After the 100m sprint, it was the men's 200m sprint.
Speaking of which, the 200m sprint was harder than the 100m sprint. Not only did it require explosive power, but it also required endurance.
Moreover, there were curves to test his curve skills.
Yang Zhuo was an amateur, but he was still much better than the other first-year students.
At the starting line.
Yang Zhuo was doing warm-up exercises to keep his body warm.
The other contestants looked at each other helplessly.
Because Yang Zhuo's name had already spread, they all watched the 100m sprint.
At that time, his first thought was,
"Is this a hammer competition?"
Wouldn't it be better to give out the award directly?
He could not win at all!
However…
The competition was still a competition.
There were even more people watching from both sides of the track. The second-year and third-year students had all come.
After all, it was 200 meters, and the space was bigger.
The principal, the head of the grade, and the other leaders were also watching.
After only a few matches, Yang Zhuo had become the "star" of the school.
This was what sports were all about.
Strength speaks.
If you can suppress and win, you will win everyone's attention.
"Everyone, take your positions!"
"Ready!"
"Pa!"
The starting gun sounded. Yang Zhuo kicked the running device hard and rushed out.
The others followed behind.
They didn't have a chance to fight alongside Yang Zhuo.
Yang Zhuo's acceleration ability was strong and his explosive power was high.
Although the 200m sprint wasn't as impressive as the 100m sprint, he still managed to pull away from the others in just 40 to 50 meters.
"Good luck, good luck!"
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
The field was filled with cheers.
They were all from Grade One Class Three.
They were the most excited.
The 100m sprint, which was the most popular event in the school sports meet, had already been won. Now, victory was in the 200m sprint.
As classmates, they naturally felt honored.
At the bend.
Yang Zhuo's speed obviously decreased.
He had never learned how to bend, so his speed was severely affected.
However…
As the distance between them had been widened, there was nothing to worry about.
Turn into the straight.
Yang Zhuo accelerated again.
"Yang Zhuo!"
"Yang Zhuo!"
"Yang Zhuo!"
The entire competition had become his personal show.
Many people were shouting his name.
At this moment, Yang Zhuo was a bit excited.
He enjoyed this feeling very much.
Everyone's attention!
In the last 50 meters, Yang Zhuo's speed had dropped a lot. He could only try his best to maintain it.
It was even more impossible to speed up.
Even so, he was 20 to 30 meters ahead of the second place and crossed the starting line.
After crossing the line, Yang Zhuo slowed down and ran 20 meters to buffer.
When he turned around, the second place had not crossed the line yet.
Too weak.
Yang Zhuo suddenly felt that this kind of competition was boring. It was the best to compete with the strong.
It was the kind of competition where no one knew who would win until the end.
Only then would it truly make one's blood boil.
"How are your results?"
Many people were concerned about this issue.
Including the physical education teacher, Wang Jie.
She had been waiting beside the referee for a long time and saw the data immediately.
Yang Zhuo finished the 200m sprint in 24.35 seconds, almost one second slower than the preliminary's 23.55 seconds.
This was not a big deal.
Even professional athletes couldn't do better every time.
It was normal to have ups and downs.
After a while, the loudspeaker sounded.
"Congratulations to Yang Zhuo from Grade One (Class Three) for winning the first place in the men's 200m sprint!”
Yang Zhuo's name resounded in the school once again.
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