"I heard that someone in the liberal arts class is very good at triple jump."

"Well, he came to our class at the beginning, but sports was a science subject, so he didn't come."

"Lin Qiang, come on, brother Xiong. Teach him some tricks. How can you jump farther."

Everyone turned into warm-hearted. Everyone had a better impression of Lin Qiang than Lin Jian. Lin Qiang also trained at least. Lin Jian can make a splash when sleeping every day.

Xiong BiWen said directly, "I'll go with you for the triple jump."

"Yes, brother Xiong can at least help you explain the main points."

"Hey, I don't think so!"

"I don't think so. Lin Qiang hasn't done this training. He can't jump the liberal arts class."

"Or we'll give up triple jump!"

The students in the PE class are chirping. Although they think Lin Qiang is better than Lin Jian, those who can't do it just can't. Lin Qiang hasn't practiced. It's impossible to be as famous as Lin Jian again?? If so, it would be terrible. The world is full of super powers. Are they ordinary people?

Therefore, we can't see Lin Qiang well now. After all, the problem of probability is still very small.

Hu Yi several people also came up to comfort: "it's all right. Just try your best. The sports class doesn't practice everything."

"Yes, it's okay if you can't dance well."

It's OK not to comfort. This comfort made Lin Qiang a little guilty. He subconsciously looked at his sister-in-law's milk. The indifferent girl sat there smiling and calmly. She looked at her good sun and said word by word: "Lin Qiang will win the first. If we don't believe it, we'll bet. If we lose, you all have to call him brother. How about it?"

"Eh?"

Everyone looked at Lin Jian. What's the matter?

Lin Jian smiled and untied the balls on her head. The dark long hair fell like a waterfall. The whole person's lines were soft and graceful. She calmly looked at everyone: "if you are not as skilled as a person, you should call me brother."

People look at each other and are not as skilled as others? Who is inferior to who? They are professional. Can Lin Qiang be better than them? What about dreams?

Xiong BiWen said, "if he can surpass the first place last year, I'll call him!"

Several people on the basketball team also said, "let's call it!"

The rest of you look at me and I look at you. They all shut their mouths and didn't speak, but they despised them in their hearts.

Lin Jian got up and looked at the good sun, condescending, full of momentum and said, "go, good sun. As soon as you close your eyes, jump hard and believe your aunt's milk!"

The confident look and aggressive attitude made Lin Qiang's turbulent heart settle down. He nodded and took a deep breath: "don't worry, aunt milk!"

He jumps as soon as his eyes are closed.

At the edge of the bunker in the distance, the triple jump competition began. Xiong BiWen accompanied Lin Qiang. The rest of the people caught up with him with worry and disbelief on their faces.

"No, he can win the first place? Didn't Lin Xiaomei say he can't do anything?"

"Well, last year I was still a fat man with a weight of 170. Even if I broke it, I couldn't compare with the people who did little training."

"Then Lin Jian is so confident? Why do you call me brother if you win?"

"Hum, if we want to call brother, we have to show our ability!"

Several people chattered, while the boy in the liberal arts class jumped out of the score of 9.2 meters by the bunker. When the radio broke the score, the liberal arts class cheered instantly, while everyone in the sports class blacked out.

Knock! Nine meters two? Full marks!

Lin Qiang, can you do it??