Returning to '90s, She Became Famous in Major Surgical Fields

Chapter 2673 : Rush out

  Chang Jiawei and a group of seniors in sports medicine gave her pre-match guidance: "One of the skills of middle and long distance running is to see the timing to surpass."

   If you watch the race carefully, you will find that the middle-distance running is different from the sprint, and it is a non-parallel mixed track. If the distance is close, the players are likely to touch each other and affect each other. Some runners perform well in single running, but it is because of this that they are easy to fall when running with multiple people. The winning player will get excellent points in this category.

   "Yingying, this is your strength." Pan Shihua, a classmate with experience in competitions, pointed her in the direction.

  Combining the words of seniors and classmates, Xie Wanying can think about it and can work hard from two aspects. One is to adjust its own components in place. The second is to target the timing to find the right opportunity to start. Not to mention the first and second, you can't take a countdown to discredit your classmates and the school.

   The referee whistled.

   All the participating athletes came to the starting line to prepare for departure.

   At half past eleven, the sun was in the sky, and the air was a little hot. Before running, some runners started to sweat on their faces and necks.

  The spectators on both sides of the track were bustling, and the popularity of the race has never been low. Many teachers and students who were ready to come down for lunch came to the playground to watch the game, which added to the excitement.

   There were many people. He Xiangyu raised the loudspeaker and looked for a high place with Mr. Lu to stand and watch the game.
"Come on, Yingying!"

  The shouts of Teacher Lu and Second Senior Sister came over.

   Xie Wanying's blood boiled a little.

   "Little Junior Sister Little Junior Sister-"

   Hearing Senior Brother Huang who had disappeared for a while shouting, Xie Wanying followed her reputation and went back to check the situation.

After Huang Zhilei found the little junior sister who was going to compete, he raised his finger and tapped the head of the younger generation Song: "You stupid cat, almost made us miss the game. It's Guodu Medical College, where have you gone? Guodu Business School ? Guodu College of Pharmacy? Guodu Research Institute?"

   The nouns listed by seniors are all correct. They are all famous academic institutes in the capital circle that are named as the national capital. Drivers who don't usually wander around the capital will really get lost.

  Song Xuelin reluctantly exhaled a long breath from his mouth.

   It's not his fault for the lost one today. He usually takes a taxi, and he will never be late with a generous tip and a tip.

   It was his dad who had a whim in the morning and had to drive him there himself. The one who got lost was Song Dad, not his Song cat.

   "Won't you tell your father how to drive this way?" Huang Zhilei finished cursing.

  Song Xuelin: What? He is a lazy cat who doesn't drive, takes taxis every day, and doesn't know where the road goes.

"You dare to say that you are not lost? I think you are destined to be sold one day." Huang Zhilei taught the younger generation to recognize the way like a child.

   "No." Song Xuelin insisted.

"Won't?"

   "If you want to sell me, I will sell it first."

  I just don't know about the seniors. When he was in elementary school, he had successfully sold the traffickers who wanted to abduct him.

  Huang Zhilei:...

  Shhhhh, the referee blew three whistle: Women's 800m preliminaries and finals begin!

   A bunch of players on the starting line burst out like a swarm, and dozens of people rushed to grab the front track.

   The scene was intense and chaotic for a time. When the audience was dazzled and couldn't tell who was who, a player suddenly fell down. The players in the back couldn't dodge in time, tripped two in a row, and got out of the track.

  The audience on the runway was affected and screamed.

   The referee ran over, waving his arms and shouting: Back, back!