No regrets ninety-two

Chapter 687

When he came to the sports store, Wu Xiaozheng realized that there is so much knowledge about spikes.

"What kind of spikes are you going to buy? Sprint or long-distance running?"

"Middle-distance running."

Facing the shopkeeper's inquiry, it was Liu Zhilan who answered instead.

"What price do you want?"

"Nikes."

The store took out a pair of sample shoes for Liu Zhilan to check.

Liu Zhilan picked up the shoes and began to explain to Wu Xiaozheng the essentials of choosing spiked shoes.

"Skip shoes are divided into sprint and long-distance running. The quickest way to distinguish between sprint spikes and long-distance running spikes is to look at the number of spikes on the sole. Sprint spikes generally have 8 to 9 spikes, and middle and long-distance running spikes generally have 5 to 6 spikes. Like this Nike has 5 nails, and there is no nail at the position closest to the center of the foot."

Liu Zhilan showed the soles of the sample shoes to Wu Xiaozheng's eyes.

"For a person like you who has never worn spikes, it is definitely not suitable to wear spikes for sprinting at the beginning. Fortunately, your events are mainly middle and long-distance running."

"Another feature of mid-distance running spikes is that the sole is very soft, especially the midsole, which can be bent, for example."

As Liu Zhilan said, she even bent the toe and heel of the sample shoes together.

It was really soft.

"Generally speaking, spikes are divided into long spikes and short spikes. Good spikes are equipped with two sets of spikes, one long and one short. Our competition is on a plastic track, and such a track is suitable for short spikes. Moreover, short spikes are more suitable for you This kind of person who has not worn spikes adapts as soon as possible."

He is worthy of being a top student, and he is also worthy of being a quasi-professional.

Even when buying a pair of shoes, she has such a thorough grasp of the relevant knowledge that Wu Xiaozheng doesn't need to put too much thought into it.

It's so worry-free!

Wu Xiaozheng simply gave her the choice of buying shoes.

After Liu Zhilan checked the quality of the shoes, the softness of the upper, the comfort of the shoes, whether the heels were worn or not, she directly said to the shopkeeper, "Give him a pair of size 41."

Wu Xiaozheng was full of admiration again.

Because he happens to be wearing a size 41 shoe right now.

How strong is the observation skills of this schoolmaster girl to be able to say his shoe size so confidently?
The most critical thing is coming.

Liu Zhilan took out her own pair of spikes from her sports backpack, and said to the shopkeeper, "I want the same style."

Wu Xiaozheng was sweating wildly.

Could it be that the reason she was so enthusiastic about bringing her here to buy spikes was to buy the same style?
Sure enough.

After trying to thank, Liu Zhilan didn't even ask Wu Xiaozheng, and said to the shopkeeper: "Give him a set of sportswear of the same style as mine."

Liu Zhilan pointed to her Nike tracksuit, and then unzipped it to show the shopkeeper the tracksuit inside.

Wu Xiaozheng was sweating again.

His current sportswear and running shorts were bought in Xiangshui in the first half of the year, but they are also Nikes, but they are not the same style as Liu Zhilan's.

The same is Nike, is it necessary to buy new ones?

It seems that she has made up her mind to wear couple outfits with her!
But Wu Xiaozheng did not object.

Anyway, he has already become the thorn in the eyes of the whole class of male students, it doesn't matter if he is jealous again.

Besides, getting along with Liu Zhilan is indeed quite pleasant, and it doesn't hurt to satisfy her small wish a little bit.

Seeing Wu Xiaozheng obediently submitting and obediently changing into the newly bought suit, Liu Zhilan finally showed a smug smile on her face.

It is inevitable that Wu Xiaozheng will become a thorn in everyone's eyes again.

When he and Liu Zhilan appeared in the gym again wearing the same sportswear, the women's 100-meter preliminaries were just about to start. On the track, several male students were doing warm-up exercises with Zhong Xiaolan.

The two of them appeared in front of everyone in such a flamboyant manner that several male students immediately made ugly faces.

Of course, this stinky face was for Wu Xiaozheng, they were still so enthusiastic about Liu Zhilan.

"Liu Zhilan, your budget score is ranked second. There is only one sports student who has a better score than you, and not too much better. You can really strive to win the first place in the final."

"That's right, the sports student in the second year of high school is only 0.14 seconds better than you!"

Liu Zhilan was still awake.

"Don't think about it, this kind of competition is not stressful for sports students at all, so they are running under budget. The results in the finals are much better than this. If I can enter the top three in the finals, I can already Thank goodness."

Wu Xiaozheng asked with concern: "Would you like to go and see the results of the 400-meter preliminaries first?"

"No need, it's enough to be yourself, and the grades are left to fate."

At this time, Liu Zhilan was very calm.

Perhaps this is the reason why she can be admired by many male students: atmosphere!
She is really angry!

Such women are really rare among girls.

Even Wu Xiaozheng began to think so.

But the more this happened, the more pressure Wu Xiaozheng felt, because he found that now he seemed to be an unwelcome person, and no one talked to him at all.

However, Liu Zhilan said at this time: "Let's go, I will accompany you to get used to the spikes first."

This is simply attracting hatred to Wu Xiaozheng.

Wu Xiaozheng didn't want to do this very much.

He said tactfully, "Why don't we wait for Zhong Xiaolan to finish running."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Xiaolan didn't appreciate it at all.

She said disdainfully: "No need. It's rare for you to accompany me in such a coquettish bag, so my grades will be better?"

Wu Xiaozheng: "..."

Damn Zhong Xiaolan!

Damn knife mouth!

Forget it, let's practice your own!
Wu Xiaozheng was too lazy to care about everyone's opinions, and began to change shoes at the side of the field, preparing to adapt to the use of spikes under Liu Zhilan's guidance.

At this time, Liu Zhilan smiled even brighter.

She asked in a low voice: "Is Zhong Xiaolan jealous of me?"

Wu Xiaozheng glared at her angrily.

He found that as long as it is a woman, regardless of age, no one is a fuel-efficient lamp.

Don't look at Liu Zhilan usually doesn't talk much, and always looks like she doesn't fight with the world, but if she really wants to play with her mind, her level is not so high.

The most important thing is that even if she is playing with her mind, she still has a good sense of proportion, and it won't make people feel uncomfortable at all.

Even the current Wu Xiaozheng, he couldn't feel disgust towards her.

This is a master!

There is a difference between spikes and running shoes.

Wu Xiaozheng stood up and tried it out. Compared with the jogging shoes he usually wears, the spikes on his feet obviously feel much lighter.

But the problem is that when he tried to run, he was still a little unaccustomed to it. Even though he was wearing only 5 short spikes, he almost fell down.

The grip on the spikes is just a little too strong.

Liu Zhilan was happy again.

She laughed and said, "You must get used to two points when wearing spike shoes. One is to try to land on the ground with the forefoot and kick it up, and the other is to lean forward a little more."

Under Liu Zhilan's patient guidance, Wu Xiaozheng began to get used to the spikes slowly.

Soon, the women's 100m preliminaries will begin.

(End of this chapter)