The doomsday gangster travels back to the 70s to be an educated youth in the countryside

Finally, according to their own conditions, they applied for the projects that suit them respectively.

Tang Ji posters for 100m sprint and shot put, Xie Cheng and Liu Xiaowu for long jump, Yu Jianguo for 1500m run, Wu Ren for 800m, Xuzhou He Nianmai for 400m, Wang Chenggang for weightlifting.

Zhang Xiaoyu knew that he was not a student of this school, and his body could not accept it, so he took the initiative to serve as everyone's logistics.

He comes to total the list of items and is responsible for the follow-up training plan.

The list was reported to Director Han, and Director Han looked at it for a while, "Replace this weightlifting, we are the school sports meeting, where did the barbell come from?"

Crossing out weightlifting with one stroke, and gesticulating behind others for a long time, "Why are you the only one participating in two events?"

"Report one more?" It seemed that he was too kind.

Every time you apply for a project, it means that they have locked this project in advance, and they will definitely get it first.

In this case, others will not have a good time.

"At least two projects per person." The director frowned, "You are the team leader, one more."

"Okay." Tang Jihai agreed without hesitation. It wasn't that he was merciless, it was that the director didn't give him a chance.

But everyone discussed for a long time and didn't know what project to participate in.

The projects they participate in should not overlap with their own people as much as possible, and they are suitable for themselves. In this way, it can be guaranteed that each of them can get the first place.

"You guys are okay, I'm the worst, what else can I do if I don't lift weights?" Wang Chenggang looked frustrated, "Just forget about running or something." He didn't like it.

"Boss, which project do you think is more suitable for Lao Wang to participate in?" Yu Jianguo asked, and it is right to ask the boss when there is no other way.

Wang Chenggang didn't like running, so Tang Jihai thoughtfully said, "It's better to go to tug of war."

"But this is a group event, and I have to participate in another individual event." Liu Xiaowu commented, "Discus throwing, or javelin throwing?"

"This is fine."

"Well, it's still the discus, and the javelin has to run."

Wang Chenggang chose the discus for his personal event, and everyone fell into the confusion of the second event.

"Otherwise, martial arts?" Finally, Xie Cheng suggested, "We are a martial arts club, so there is nothing wrong with participating in martial arts competitions, right?"

The foundation of their formation is martial arts.

"However, is there such a project in the sports meeting?" Wu Ren hesitated, "If there is no such project, can you apply for it?"

Tang Jihai thinks it is feasible. Since the director attaches so much importance to their martial arts club, shouldn't it be natural for the martial arts club to participate in the martial arts competition?
"Report this first, and I'll ask the director."

The director frowned, and the wrinkles on his forehead became deeper, "I told you to apply for one more project, so you gave me one that wasn't in the project?"

"Many students think that there is no need for our club to be established." Tang Jihai said in a calm, firm voice, "It's just a good time to let the students appreciate our spiritual outlook."

The mainstream thinking is to study hard and assign a good job in the future. Practicing martial arts to strengthen your body is not as important as your future job.

Most people think so. Tang Jihai understands that even in later generations, they will still be bald for the college entrance examination.

"Since the director approved the establishment of our association, there must be a reason for it." Tang Jihai said flattering words, but his tone was so indifferent, which made the words sound more sincere.

The forehead lines on Director Han's forehead finally became a little lighter, "It makes sense."

Tang Jihai pushed the ceramic jar to the director, "It's just a good time to publicize our school's emphasis on sports."

The school attaches importance to it, which means that the superiors attach importance to it. Since they attach importance to it, the rules within a reasonable range will be appropriately relaxed.

What's more, his request is not a big deal, and it has nothing to do with irregular rules.

Director Han frowned, the words touched his heart.

"This has to be discussed with the school." Director Han picked up the enamel hangzhou and took a sip of Kuding tea. "Let's train first."

"it is good."

.........

The squad leader in the class also called on everyone to sign up actively, and they signed up for the projects that had been set before.

In Tang Jihai's class, after the monitor got Tang Jihai's registration form, he looked at Tang Jihai and hesitated to speak.

After Tang Jihai handed in the registration form, he lowered his head to read the book. The class monitor was embarrassed to bother him and sat back in his seat.

"What's the matter with you? You have a sad face." The squad leader said at the same table, "You look old, but if you frown again, you look like an old man."

Jiang Wen snatched the registration form from his hand, "Let me see, what's on Tang Ji's poster."

The class monitor was a little embarrassed just now, but now he is very irritable. Jiang Wen also said that he looks old, he is just more mature, otherwise how could the teacher choose him as the class monitor.

As for Jiang Wen, a boy with a bad face, he has no other skills except grinning, and he even speaks bad things about classmate Tang. Who doesn't know that Jiang Wen is jealous and arrogant.

The monitor was so angry that he snatched the registration form, "It's useless to read it, you didn't apply for any of them, and Student Tang applied for three."

"What's the big deal." Jiang Wen felt contemptuous and disdainful. After participating so much, do you want to be assigned to a place of manual labor?In this case, the pig slaughterhouse is not bad.

Jiang Wen's thoughts diverged, and Tang Jihai in his mind was wearing a large black apron, with a large iron platform in front of him, and an old sow on the platform.

And Tang Jihai took the machete hard and hard, chopping the pig into pieces.

"Let Rang." Jiang Wen was immersed in the picture in his mind, and was suddenly interrupted by his deskmate, very upset, "What are you going to do? You go in and out all day, and let people live in peace?"

The squad leader was really annoying him, and he said in a very aggressive tone: "Why don't you come in and stay safe?"

Jiang Wen stepped aside honestly, and muttered in a low voice, "Why are you so angry?" He pulled out the textbook for the next class, and suddenly stopped moving.

Tang Jihai seemed to have filled in martial arts on the registration form just now?

Hahaha, there is really nowhere to find it, and it takes no effort to get it.

The squad leader was not there, so Jiang Wen turned to talk to the back table, "Hey, you said we are going to the sports meeting, how about participating in the martial arts competition?"

The classmate at the back table wore glasses with thick lenses. He looked up from the pile of books, "What martial arts?"

"Huh? You don't even know martial arts? You're too ignorant." Jiang Wen's expression was exaggerated, as if you were ignorant, "Sports events."

Jiang Wen deliberately made his voice loud, and the students around him heard it too, "Jiang Wen, you are so ignorant, how can there be a martial arts competition in the sports meeting?"

"Yes, there is no such project at all, you remember wrongly."

With Jiang Wen's hands behind his back, he glanced at Tang Jihai from the corner of his eye, and said, "The number one in our class can't be so ignorant, right?"

The others looked at Tang Jihai, who was sitting firmly on the mountain, and then at Jiang Wen, who couldn't hide his pride, "What do you mean?"