The first bamboo horse: spoiled little green plum

Chapter 334 0334. The legendary school sports meeting! (31)

The little girl's words suddenly seemed like an incomparably magical magic, dispelling all Jiang Shaoheng's psychological preparations.

Without any further hesitation, Jiang Shaoheng raised his hand and placed it on Zhuang Xinian's small head, stroking her lightly and comforting her silently.

It's because he underestimated his little girl too much. After all, he grew up with him, how could she be the kind of milk doll with weak psychological endurance?
"Nian Nian, don't be nervous, I will always be here, even if you are alone, it will be fine, do you have the heart to let so many people who like you down?"

Jiang Shaoheng pushed the little girl away, and while speaking, he swept around Mu Qingyun and Cheng Suru who were standing beside him.

Zhuang Xinian pursed her lips, and also glanced at Cheng Suru, who stood beside her with an encouraging face, and Mu Qingyun, who was still so carefree but clenched his fists to cheer her on.

A surge of courage suddenly surged in my heart, I shook my little pink fist, and nodded vigorously.

"I'll do my best!"

Then, turned around and played.

In fact, this is just admission, there is a 10-minute warm-up time before the game.

After Zhuang Xinian entered the arena, she recalled some warm-up tips that the kind-hearted uncle taught her in her mind, while doing it step by step, and when all the warm-up was done, Zhuang Xinian felt warm and nervous all over her body. The feeling is also eliminated a lot.

Probably because all I was thinking about before were the steps of the warm-up exercise.

The broadcast sounded, and it was time for the contestants to get ready to play.

As I said before, the medicine ball competition is a singles competition, so it was Zhuang Xinian's seventh turn.

Or the first of the second batch.

Zhuang Xinian stood aside and watched the students in front of them throwing the ball, studying their throwing posture and pitching angle one by one.

Then Zhuang Xinian discovered the fact that, except for a big girl with a sports specialty whose posture was a bit close to that taught by the kind uncle, the rest of the girls seemed to be cast by chance.

It can be thrown as far as it can be thrown. It cannot be said that there are no technical things, but there will definitely not be many.

One after another was very fast, and soon it was Zhuang Xinian's turn to play.

Because she was all focused on studying the competitors' postures, Zhuang Xinian didn't even hear their scores. When she stood up by herself, because she didn't know the scores of the others, she was less stressed.

After dusting a handful of powder in the basin next to him, he stood in the circle with the ball in his arms.

Zhuang Xinian took a deep breath, sank down, and recalled the pitching technique that the kind-hearted uncle taught her, throw!
Everyone has two chances, and the average score of the two votes is calculated after the two votes.

After Zhuang Xinian voted twice neatly, she consciously blocked the broadcast about her score.

She didn't dare to listen, and left the field silently after casting, and soon another girl joined the competition.

Seeing the little girl coming out of the crowd, Jiang Shaoheng rushed to meet her immediately.

Zhuang Xinian didn't listen to the score, it doesn't mean Jiang Shaoheng didn't listen.

His memory is very good, comparing the results of those in front of him, Zhuang Xinian's current scores are not bad, so he won't be lagging behind, and he doesn't know if someone will come from behind.

As soon as Zhuang Xinian got out, she plunged into Jiang Shaoheng's arms, shaking her head, "Hey!"

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