"Damn it! Monitor, you are so handsome!"

"This is the pace to break the world record!"

"Let me just say that our squad leader is all-powerful..."

…

The students in the Economics () class all screamed wildly. Lin Feng has always been a god-like figure in their minds. The facts in front of them also proved this. It seemed that there was really nothing that Lin Feng could not do.

"Let me choke! The monitor really did it. This time, we will definitely win the shot put competition, and we will immediately tie the score with the Guomao (1) class."

Deputy squad leader Zhao Zhong rubbed his eyes, it was unbelievable. He knew that Lin Feng was powerful, but he didn't expect that Lin Feng was so good at everything.

"Teacher Wang, this Lin Feng in your department is really... unexpected! However, Teacher Ou's leg was hit. I'm afraid... the school is going to cause trouble for Lin Feng, right?"

The teachers beside Wang Yajun were also a little worried for Lin Feng. After all, during the game, the referee teacher's leg was broken. Such an accident is not a trivial matter!

"Several teachers, Lin Feng just said that he has reminded Teacher Ou. It was Teacher Ou who did not follow the competition regulations and caused the accident and injury. What does it have to do with Lin Feng?"

Wang Yajun had long been fed up with Ou Yong who was pestering her. She also knew what Ou Yong's intentions were when he came to be the shot put referee. Now he had brought this upon himself and wanted to cause trouble for Lin Feng? Can the school still know about Lin Feng?

Feng’s background? Are you kidding?

However, Ou Yong, the referee in charge of the shot put competition, was injured and left the field, and no one recorded the results of the entire shot put competition. The competition management committee quickly sent another teacher Wu to come over to maintain the order of the competition. However, after this teacher Wu came over, he

He was standing three meters away from Lin Feng, not daring to get close.

"Teacher Wu, what was the score of the shot I just made?"

Seeing Teacher Wu's trembling look, Lin Feng asked with a smile.

"I'm going to measure it, Lin Feng, I... I think your score with this one ball is enough. In the second and third rounds, don't... don't lose it, right? The first place is yours anyway.

.”

Teacher Wu almost turned back one step at a time and ran to the position where the shot put dropped, recorded the results, and when he came back, he directly advised Lin Feng to give up the second and third rounds of throwing.

"Eh? Teacher Wu, everyone else has three chances, why should I give up? Just let me lose two more times?" Lin Feng said with a deliberately evil smile.

"No, no, no, no... Lin Feng, you have already won. Everyone's time is precious, so why don't you stop wasting it?"

Teacher Wu was shocked. He didn't want to follow in Ou Yong's footsteps. Who knows how far Lin Feng could throw it next time. What if he was hit even though he was fifty meters away?

"Okay! Okay! Teacher Wu, if that's the case, then I won't lose it. You haven't said yet, what is the grade?" Lin Feng yawned and asked.

"4.5m, Lin Feng, you...your score can already break the world record."

Regarding this score, Teacher Wu finally determined it after measuring it several times.

"Not bad! I'm barely satisfied with this result!" Lin Feng said.

"What? Barely satisfied? Lin Feng, you have to know that there are many shot put players in the world who can't achieve such results even if they play shot put for a lifetime! But here you are barely satisfied?"

Teacher Wu also looked helpless. After all, this result was a bit too scary. If he reported it to the National Sports Commission and Guinness World Records, no one would believe it!

And when Teacher Wu announced Lin Feng's results, the scene became excited again.

"Sure enough, it is more than thirty meters! It breaks the world record..."

"Lin Feng is so cunning! And he gave up the second and third opportunities. But it is also true that his first result is already impossible to be surpassed. And no one in the whole world can do it.

Is it more than that?”

"It's a pity that today's game is not a public and formal game, and there is no video. Otherwise, Lin Feng's goal just now could really apply for a world record..."

"But no matter what, this is also a historic moment! Lin Feng is a student of our Qingbei University and has the ability to break world records. If Lin Feng plays in the next Olympics, wouldn't he be able to help our country properly

Another gold medal?"

…

The audience at the scene was excited and talking a lot, and almost all of them were applauding Lin Feng's record-breaking results. But the teacher Ou who was injured and screaming just now was probably forgotten by them.

"Squad leader, I lost... I actually lost, what should I do? I am second, Lin Feng is first, isn't our class's total score tied by the Economics () class?"

When the entire shot put competition was over and the top three places were announced, Yao Dapang said with a bitter look on his face.

"Damn it! We lost to their class in the shot put, so what if we tied it? The 4X400m relay race below is our strength. You have seen it before, not a single man in the economics () class can run.

.As long as we win first place, they won’t have to worry about it at all. Don’t even think about surpassing us in total points..."

Clenching his fists, Fu Yangxu stared at Lin Feng, who was surrounded by classmates in the Economics () class, and said fiercely.

"Monitor! You are great..."

"Our economics () class might really be able to get first place in the overall score."

"By the way, monitor, will you participate in the next 4X400 meter relay race?"

…

At the base camp of the Economics () class, the students were congratulating Lin Feng for winning the first place in the shot put competition, while at the same time they were preparing and worrying about the 4X400m relay race half an hour later.

"Monitor, according to your instructions, in the next relay race, I will run the first leg, Gou Sheng will run the second leg, Fang Wei will run the third leg, and squad leader, you will run the last leg. However, the explosive power of the three of us is relatively poor.

, I guess I can’t beat the top three in the China World Trade Center (1) class..."

The relay race is about to start, Zhao Zhong said with some worry. Because in all the men's track and field events before, when it comes to running, the economics () class has basically never received a ranking, only the three-thousand-meter long-distance race.

They reached third place. Thanks to Lin Feng's help from the magic water last time, some of the boys among them had improved their endurance a lot.

"It's okay, Zhao Zhong, just use your normal strength. It doesn't matter if you are lagging behind, I will be responsible for catching up with you in the last shot."
Chapter completed!