On the day of the game, it began to rain in Mao Mao, as if to watch the game. By drawing lots, our Class 5 (1) was the second out. At first, it was Class 5 (3) and Class 5 (6). I saw that the Hercules in Class 5 (3) and the Fat Man in Class 5 (6) were neck and neck, and the red line was walking back and forth between Class 5 (3) and Class 5 (6), and the cheerleaders beside them kept shouting "Come on! Come on! ..... ",class five (3) was about to lose, and the red line was given back. After several rounds of contests, the fat man in Class 5 (6) remained stable, and Class 5 (6) won.
It's our turn to Class Five (1), and our opponent is Class Five (5). When we looked at them, we laughed. Basically, they are small people. We are a shoo-in. As expected, Class Five (5) was defeated in just one round, and we won by a landslide! After several wars, our Class Five (1) and Class Five (3) entered the finals. But school will be over soon at this time, and it will be decided in the afternoon. I had a good rest at home at noon and made full preparations before the game.
In the afternoon, we gathered in the playground at the back. The stadium is very lively, and everyone is talking and guessing who will win or lose. It was time for the game, and the whole audience was silent. We each entered the "combat post", holding the rope with both hands, with our feet facing each other and holding our breath. As soon as the referee blew the whistle, we all backed away desperately, and the cheerleaders also shouted "Class Five (1), come on! Class 5 (1) will win! ..... "Suddenly excited on the playground-surge of emotion surge. We heard the cheerleaders shouting "Come on, win!" , more confident and more powerful. With the cooperation of Qi Xin, after a few minutes of decisive battle, the red line tied to the rope slowly moved towards us.