After lunch and a break, it was time for the afternoon game.
First, it¡¯s Duan¡¯s shot put competition.
Xie Wanying and Senior Brother Cao and Senior Brother Huang came to watch Duan¡¯s game to encourage them. Zhao Zhaowei and the four of them came to join in the fun.
Before the game started, the talkative Zhang Desheng and others bit their ears and made comments about why others played shot put.
"He's not fat." Feng Yicong commented.
The fatter the shot put player, the better. This is because the shot put is heavy, and athletes need to keep their center of gravity steady when throwing it. Fat people are less likely to fall when thrown, and it will also facilitate the acceleration of the shot put. No matter how much muscular athletes practice, they cannot match the above advantages of fat people. The best shot put players in the world are all fat.
"He is about the same size as Shihua, why don't he go racing?" Li Qian scratched his nose and asked in confusion.
"Is he lazy?" Feng Yicong pointedly pointed out.
Zhao Zhaowei and Zhang Desheng nodded: This man is a genius in the capital, and he can be compared to Song Xuelin. Among the geniuses, only Xie is different.
How tiring it is to run, even if you want to lie down, you still have to pretend to run. Throw the shot put casually. It doesn't matter if you can't throw it. At most, your hands will get sore. If you want to paddle, you must choose shot put.
Xie Wanying¡¯s views are inconsistent with those of the classmates above. Dr. Duan is not as good as Dr. Song. Dr. Song is an all-rounder. Doctor Duan is pretending. Besides, these two people won't do anything they don't like. People are smart, and they will be disgusted with anything they dislike.
Maybe Duan just loves to play shot put.
The shot put is a field event, and getting started is more difficult than running. To put it simply, anyone can run without being taught anything. If you are talented, you can even surpass those who play tricks. Not so with the shot put. If you don¡¯t know the technique, you probably won¡¯t be able to throw the ball. You can play in a variety of ways by playing skills and raise the bar that others cannot match. Step learning is one of the skills, and Mr. Duan has an advantage.
During the discussion, everyone suddenly noticed that Song Xuelin appeared in the shot put audience area.
Zhang Desheng and Zhao Zhaowei exclaimed: The talented man from Beidu doesn¡¯t know anyone named Duan, so what are you doing here?
Song Xuelin, who didn¡¯t like to communicate with others, put back his brown literary youth backpack and found a shady place to sit down on the playground. His legs were crossed on the ground, his left hand resting on his chin, his brown eyes narrowed, like a cat about to lie down and take a nap in the afternoon.
Senior Brother Huang is right to call this man a lazy cat. Zhao Zhaowei and the others thought.
Huang Zhilei adjusted his glasses and looked at the lazy cat.
He doesn¡¯t know what kind of genius the capital of the country is. I only know that Dr. Xie is here to watch the game, I only know that there are relatively few spectators here, and I only know that I am lazy here. Song Xuelin then yawned again.
The shot put competition begins.
The contestants are gathered. Zhao Zhaowei and Feng Yicong looked at the players sent by each representative team and saw that there were only three real fat guys among them, and they understood instantly.
"There is no professional shot put player." Feng Yicong realized that he was no more talented than Shangguodu.
After all, this is just an intramural sports meeting of a medical school, not a sports school. It is cool and handsome for boys to play other sports. Who would want to play the shot put sport dominated by fat people, which does not attract girls. The number of professionals playing shot put is almost zero.
To be honest, Cao Yong, who followed to watch the game, wanted to yawn, because he had known what his genius cousin had planned.
No surprise, Duan Sanbao was the first to throw the shot put and immediately secured the championship.