The composition of college students who rained on the day of autumn sports meeting

Yesterday, our school held its annual sports meeting. It's a once-in-a-century event to hold a sports meeting in this "sometimes good and sometimes bad" weather. We have been reading under the tree. Suddenly, it began to rain. We went back to the classroom and were reading. At this time, I heard, "Please check the records on the big screen for the fourth, fifth and sixth grade students who participated in track and field (high jump and long jump)."

I quickly checked in with Yi Meichen, Xie Han and Gaoshan, and we went to the bunker to wait for the game to start. When we came, it was a sixth-grade girl in the long jump. I shuddered when I saw the pedal. Since it's just a little small! It's only a few centimeters, and the bunker in the pedal is a little far. After that, I won't jump into the bunker? I thought to myself. The boys are going to start dancing. Xie Han jumped far, but the mountain was slightly worse. Xie Han jumped three levels. 05 meters, I saw a sixth-grade girl jump 3 on the scoreboard. 95 meters, that's amazing! We girls seldom jump long, just a few people. We try to jump first in the order of the class. When I try to jump, keep in mind what my boss (Yi Meichen) said: jump a little higher, preferably in an arc. In order to run faster, you must step on the pedal ... I look at the bunker in the distance and have a huge shadow in my mind. I'm worried again: what if I don't jump into the bunker? What if I slip?

If I ... ouch! Don't mind so much! Ready, let's go. I'll take out the fastest speed and rush forward. My foot ... my foot touched the ground ... yeah! Good dance, not far. I saw that at this moment, the teacher Dong Liu, who was out of the sand, spoke: "Huang Yuxuan, your foot should step on the accelerator!" " Ah! I saw that at this moment, my heart quickly fell into the rift valley from Mount Everest like a rocket. Since I didn't step on the springboard, I didn't jump in vain! Damn it! Fortunately, this is just a trial jump!

Soon, we will start the official competition, three times each. It's my turn soon, and my heart seems to be pulled by an invisible hand again. I'm so nervous. My heart rate is obviously accelerated and aggravated. With a wave of the referee's hand, my worries disappeared without a trace. I ran as fast as I could, as if a tiger was chasing me behind me. I pedaled the bike with both feet on the ground. Success! Just when I was happy, the referee said, "Your foot is out of bounds!" " "I almost fainted at the time. Why did I step on the line again?

I walked back and started again. The second time, my heart seemed to be less nervous. I rushed out ... when my foot stepped on the soft and wet sand, I seemed numb. Oh, good result. This time, I failed. The third time, I was fine, too. I waited for the result hopefully, and as a result, I got a very special number: 2. 22 meters! Yi Meichen, who usually jumps much farther than me, didn't jump as well as me this time and made the last mistake: "landing" on the edge of the bunker. Back to class, we read books, cleaned and had a happy day.

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