Yan Yan is a teacher from Class A, and Yun Doubi is a teacher from Class B.
Yun undoubtedly kept encouraging the students: "Beat Class A, and you will be the next Class A."
Of course the students in Class B would love to hear this. Who wouldn’t want to be a student in Class A?
"Their Class A is not worthy of its name, and was almost taken down by the Yellow Class D."
The students in Class B couldn't help but be overjoyed, thinking that Class A was so powerful that they were almost defeated by Class D, who ranked last.
Stern is not only stern in words, but also very stern in encouragement: "Brothers working together, their strength is as strong as gold; classmates working together, their strength is as strong as gold!"
"Brothers work together and their strength is as strong as gold; classmates work together and their strength is as strong as gold!" the students in Class A shouted, full of boiling blood.
The most he can say is: "Keep Class A, defend Class A!"
When he heard that all classes were going to replace Tianzi Class A, there was no way he could say, take over Class B and become Class B.
Being in the top class also has its troubles, and the tone is not as much as the ones at the back.
Mou Ziyi blew the whistle, and teachers from both sides cheered for their classes.
The four Yun brothers still used preemptive tactics, and Class A also worked hard together, shouting loudly and pulling the rope.
But this time Class A miscalculated, and Class B also used the same method and pulled the rope almost at the same time.
Yan Yan cheered and sighed: "It seems we have to see who has the endurance to persevere."
"Class B will win if you work harder. You are generally taller than Class A." Yun Doubi observed while using his tall men to encourage Class B.
How can you show weakness by being harsh? He shouted loudly: "Class A has long endurance, and the final victory will definitely be yours."
Mou Ziyi was watching the excitement on the side and couldn't help stroking his beard and nodding, when suddenly two figures appeared beside him.
"The mountain chief and Zhilu are here too." Mou Ziyi bowed hastily.
Yu Qishi and Yun Wuyuan humbly returned the courtesy and at the same time looked at the situation on the field.
Zhao Ping made a wish to the three of them. As long as the school is run well, the three of them will have a bright future.
Only then can the two of them be willing to cooperate with Yu Qishi. After all, no one is willing to jeopardize their own future.
Despite this, the two of them still had a wait-and-see attitude.
Mou Ziyi and Yun Wuwu were both from the ninth level. If Yu Qishi didn't have special means, they would never cooperate with him.
Unexpectedly, Yu Qishi's sports meeting achieved unexpected results.
Only then did the two of them cooperate with Yu Qishi. They never expected that this method belonged to Zhao Ping. They thought it was Yu Qishi's method.
Mou Ziyi bowed again, bowed his hands, and said happily: "Chief Shan, this sports meeting actually made the estrangement between Jing Yan and the Yun family disappear without even realizing it."
"Sure enough, Chief Shan has an idea. In just two days, Jingyan and the Yun family have almost reached the point where they are in harmony with each other." Yun Wuwu also took a look at the field and said with admiration while saluting.
Yu Qishi hurriedly returned the gift, looked at Mou Ziyi and Yun Wuwu, shook his head and said, "It's too early to draw conclusions now. I have limited experience, so I hope you can give me more guidance."
Mou Ziyi and Yun Wuwu looked at each other and nodded to each other. This Yu Qishi was not only capable, but also very humble.
Mou Ziyi thought for a while and reminded: "Jingyan students are not a big problem anymore, the key now is the teacher."
"Thank you for telling me." Yu Qishi hurriedly bowed his hands and glanced at Mou Ziyi gratefully.
Mou Ziyi looked at the situation on the field, and Fu Xu said to Yu Qishi and Yun Wuwu: "Both sides are evenly matched. It seems difficult to tell the winner at the moment."
Yu Qishi and Yun Wuwu looked at the field together, only to see the rope mark dangling in the middle.
All the students in Class A were blushing and had thick necks, and even veins appeared on their foreheads and hands.
As time passed, sweat began to fall from my forehead.
The students in Class B were not much better, with the same veins and sweat.
"The two sides are purely competing for endurance and perseverance." Yun Wuyuan stroked his beard and nodded.
Yu Qishi was grateful to Zhao Ping and said: "The winner will be determined soon."
Sure enough, the rope mark was gradually moving closer to Class B. Class A's shouting at this time had little effect, and it completely stopped at Class B's side in less than a hundred breaths.
Everyone in Class A held their heads in frustration, including Tang Guanghui, who couldn't help wiping away tears.
Tang Guanghui finally discovered that after Class B won the victory, his brother Tang Guangming glanced at him.
Shaking his head severely, he sighed and said to Mou Ziyi: "The whole class worked hard today, but they are not as tall as they should be. After all, the overall strength is limited."
"Nothing, there are still two games." Mou Ziyi patted his stern shoulder and said.
After taking a break for a stick of incense, Class A participated in the relay race with a heavy heart.
Yun Muhe performed well yesterday and still ranked first. No one disputes this at all.
As soon as the whistle blew, Yun Muhe jumped ahead, but the opponent was not much slower.
The students in Class A were all excited. The opponent sent by the opponent was obviously not a weak opponent.
Although he was half a beat slower than Yun Muhe, he quickly caught up.
Tang Guanghui's face turned pale, and later he became faster and faster, even leading Yun Muhe.
After running halfway, Yun Muhe still maintained the original speed, while his opponent's speed was gradually decreasing.
At three-quarters of the way, the students in Class A finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Yun Muhe finally achieved a lead.
At the finish line, Yun Muhe did not disappoint his classmates. He reached the finish line five steps ahead of his opponent.
As usual, the second person to take over is still Tang Guanghui.
Tang Guanghui was full of confidence today. Thanks to Yunmuhe's lead, he took the lead in running.
He felt the whistling wind on both sides, and the figures kept retreating.
But halfway through he felt something was wrong because he was overtaken.
Which one is so powerful that it surpasses me.
As he ran, he looked at his opponent from the corner of his eye.
You won't know it until you look at it, but you will be shocked at first glance. The opponent who surpasses him is no one else.
This person is none other than his brother Tang Guangming, the brother who persuaded him to change shifts yesterday.
Tang Guangming glanced at Tang Guangming, his speed became faster and faster, and he soon left him behind.
At the finish line, Tang Guanghui was about to cry but found that not only was his brother overtaking him, but he was also five steps behind.
Tang Guanghui sat on the ground, still holding his head and crying.
If I didn’t take over the baton on purpose yesterday, I did my best today.
I thought I was the pride of the class, but I never expected that I would actually drag the whole class down.
Yun Muhe came in. He backed away, shaking his hands, and said nonsense: "Don't come over. I didn't mess around today. I really tried my best today."
"You are much better today than yesterday. I can't blame you for this." Yun Muhe came over and patted his shoulder affectionately, saying, "I can only say that your opponent is too powerful."
Tang Guanghui wiped his tears, shook his head in pain, wishing he could slap himself, stamped his feet and asked, "But I am still holding the class back."
Yun Muhe looked at him and found that he didn't seem to be cheating, and said, "It's nothing, as long as everyone does their best."
"It's only begun now, the fun is yet to come." Yun Muhe comforted him again.
Tang Guanghui felt better when he heard Yun Muhe comforting him.
He looked at the situation on the field at this time, and it was still Yun Muke who took over his wooden stick.
Tang Guanghui asked worriedly: "Is it possible to use wood?"
"Mu Ke is known as a hard-working man in his family. I believe he can do it." Yun Muhe took one look at Tang Guanghui and focused on the competition on the court.
Yun Mu could use all his strength to lie down on the ground from exhaustion before finally catching up with his opponent.
Tang Guanghui touched his forehead with a painful look on his face, but Yun Mu was trying to make up for himself.
Thinking of this, he beat his chest hard with his fist, feeling sad for his incompetence.
Yun Muke was replaced by Yun Mushui. Tang Guanghui, who was squatting on the ground, also stood up at this time.
It was Yun Mushui who distanced his opponent yesterday. Is he still good today?
"Today's Class B is better than yesterday's Class D with yellow letters." Tang Guanghui said to Yun Muhe with lingering fear.
Yun Muhe didn't answer him. He concentrated on observing the situation on the field and frowned because Yun Mushui's opponent was not only taller than him, but also had longer legs.
The two set off almost at the same time, but their opponent took advantage of their long legs and quickly opened up a distance. By the midfield, they were two steps apart.
The students in Class A couldn't help sighing and shaking their heads, and some even covered their eyes.
After Yun Mushui ran to the midfield, he finally used his endurance advantage and finally caught up with his opponent at the end, but he had already passed out.
The person who succeeded Yun Mushui was Yun Muqiu. Yun Muqiu was the tallest man in the Yun family and the fastest.
All the students in Class A stood up and applauded.
Class A applauded and cheered, and Class B applauded and cheered even more.
There was also a tall man in their class who was the tallest student in the class, half a head taller than Yun Muqiu.
Yun Muqiu is the hope of Class A, and his opponent is the hope of Class B.
This is a duel between the top, just like a duel between martial arts masters.
The two of them were standing on the same starting line, amidst the cheers and cheers of their classmates on both sides.
Yu Qishi took a look at the field, nodded and said: "Both sides are very powerful, both are very fast, Class B still has the advantage."
"Class B is generally taller than Class A. Can Class A have enough endurance?" Mou Ziyi also stroked his beard and said with deep sympathy.
Yun Wuwu glanced at the situation on the field and said to Yu Qishi and Mou Ziyi: "I dare to guarantee that Class A will win this game."
Yu Qishi and Mou Ziyi glanced at each other, and Mou Ziyi couldn't help laughing and said: "In that case, we might as well make a bet. I am willing to pay a hundred coins to bet that Party B wins."
Yu Qishi smiled slightly and said: "Since Yuan Zhi (Yun Wuwuzi) is confident, I also bet Party A to win, which is also a hundred coins."
It was almost mid-time, and Class B was still in the lead.
After reaching midfield, the tallest man in Class B suddenly slowed down.
On the contrary, although Yun Muqiu's speed dropped slightly, it was much better than that of Class B.
At the finish line, Yun Muqiu was five steps ahead of his opponent.
Mou Ziyi handed over the money and asked puzzledly: "Why do you believe that you will win?"
