Chapter 1622 (2/2)

Bang!

When the shot put landed, everyone was stunned, because after each shot landed, Ou Yong would put a red flag at that position to make a mark. Obviously, the shot put position dropped for the third time is a little farther than the second red flag just now.

”Twenty meters! Oh, my God! 20.3m, Yao bin of international trade class (1), once again broke the men's shot put record of our school, and... Broke the 20.2m record of the Chinese Youth Games... ”

At this moment, even Ou Yong couldn't help getting excited. It's very rare for him to witness this moment.

”Yeah! Another record... ”

”Yao Da Pang! You are so hung up... ”

”It's worthy of being fat in our international trade (1) class!”

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The whole class of international trade class (1) was crazy. Yao Dafu took off his coat and ran over cheerfully. He congratulated and shouted with the boys in the class.

”That's great. It's breaking the record again. I didn't expect that watching a shot put would make my blood boil! ”

”It's not easy. I've played shot put for more than ten kilograms! It's very heavy. It's really powerful to throw so far! ”

”I didn't expect that there are so many powerful people among the freshmen of Qingbei University!”

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Even the seniors and sisters who ran to watch the excitement couldn't help cheering and shouting. After all, this broke the record of the youth games. As a member of Qingbei University, everyone should feel the same glory.

But at this time, none of the students in economic class 2 was happy. Zhao Zhong, the vice squad leader, was even more aware of such an expression and sighed: ”Hey! I knew Yao Da pang of international trade (1) class was very powerful, but the monitor didn't have a chance. The second place is only more than 14 meters now. As long as the monitor threw a 15 meter, the gap between us and international trade (1) class won't be too big. ”

”Yes! I hope the monitor can get a second, so we can still be the first as long as we win the team competition and the 5000 meters. ”

”Trust the monitor, everyone cheer for the monitor! Only fifteen meters is enough... ”

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Obviously, almost all the students in class 2 of economics have given up the illusion that Lin Feng won the shot put first.

Not only that, those sophomores and juniors who came to see Lin Feng's lively are the same. They are not optimistic about Lin Feng at all. The players who competed behind Yao Dafu obviously had no motivation at all. The 134m they threw was a world away from Yao Dafu's 20m.

”On the 17th, Lin Feng from economic class (2), it's you! Prepare for the game... ”

Ou Yong was very happy. When it was Lin Feng's turn, he shouted at him.

”I see! I see... Mr. ou, are you sure you want to stand there and watch the game? ” Lin Feng moved, moved his knuckles, twisted his waist, smiled and asked Ou Yong.

”Of course! Yes? Are you afraid that I will stand here and see clearly your irregular movements in the game? ” Ou Yong smiled carelessly and said, ”just give up the struggle! Lin Feng, your class can't win this time... Unless you beg me! Ha ha... ”