"Professor Wei, why don't you dance too?" A group of young people teased the old professor.
"Me?" Wei Tianlang pointed at his nose and blushed, "Do you think I can be that special case?"
It's better to ask the Cao family what kind of fairy rice they have eaten, and how can people in their forties crush young people and become champions.
While talking, the champion player appeared. Zhai Yunsheng, who is wearing a blue professional sportswear, has a standard and slender figure. It seems that he is born to play high jump.
"You -" Wei Tianlang put his hand on classmate Dai Nanhui's shoulder, "Do it well, don't say you can't do it more than forty."
Dai Nanhui's face turned pale, and thoughts in his mind were spinning wildly: Why did he sign up for this project? Losing would be a disgrace to himself, and what's even more damning is who he invited to watch his match.
The referee hissed and whistled.
The most common high jump is the leaping style, which is the beginner's jumping method taught by our physical education teachers in school as elementary and middle school students: jump up on one leg, cross the pole with one leg and then cross the pole with the other leg.
Athletes in professional competitions widely use the beautiful back-crossing style, which can maximize the advantage of raising the body's center of gravity.
If a layman doesn't understand, just by looking at whether the player is using the leaping or back-crossing style, one can basically determine the level of the player.
At a height of 1.6 meters, it is very difficult to leap over.
If the referee wants to shorten the game time and raise the take-off height, the effect will be immediate.
After one round, it looks like most of the contestants will be wiped out and they will enter the finals.
Dai Nanhui was drawn to the last place, with Uncle Zhai in front of him.
Bang, clang, clang, five or six players in front of Uncle Zhai dropped their poles one after another, and each of them knocked the side pole crooked.
The referee called a stop and the game was suspended to re-evaluate the height of the pole.
This pause made Dai Nanhui's palms sweat. He was really nervous.
The voice of "get out of the way, get out of the way" came from the crowd of onlookers, which sounded quite familiar.
Dai Nanhui turned around and saw the face appearing in the crowd.
I saw brother Nan Hui standing on the field. Li Yaxi's mood was filled with excitement that was hard to suppress.
For some reason, Dai Nanhui's heart fell to the ground the moment he saw her appear.
Maybe he was more afraid of her not coming than whether he would win or lose.
In the stadium, people in the capital burst into applause.
Uncle Zhai, who started in front of him, easily crossed a height of 1.6 meters. His high-flying posture gave the audience a taste of what it means to be a king in his forties.
Classmate Xie Wanying judged with a three-dimensional vision: "The highest point of the body's waist was 2.35, and the lowest point of the hips was 2.23, which is 0.2 higher than the second place."
0.2 is equivalent to 20 centimeters. Because the height of the jump is adjusted to a distance of 2 to 5 cm in each round. Uncle Zhai overtook the second place by more than four rounds, showing his legendary intimidating power over the crowd.
When the people nearby heard her speak, they all narrowed their eyes: "Classmate Xie, your eyes are more terrifying than a king's, and you have understood the limits of a king's."
It was his turn. Dai Nanhui was sweating even more.
At the critical moment, there was a squeaking electric sound from the loudspeaker in the venue. After installing new batteries, the speaker became louder, and the speaker roared, making everyone's eardrums buzz.
"Come on, classmate Dai Nanhui!"
This voice, not to mention how it sounded to the athletes, gave Tao Zhijie goosebumps all over his body. When he turned around and saw the person holding the loudspeaker, his eyes quickly shrank into needles.
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