The tug-of-war competition began. The students immediately entered the venue, holding the hemp rope tightly with their hands like a pair of iron pliers, taking lunges and getting ready. When the physical education teacher blew his whistle, the rope stretched like an iron rod. The first Jia Bo looked like a little tiger, his face flushed red, and the angle between his body and the ground became smaller and smaller. Wu Haotian fell twice, but still climbed up tenaciously. A stalemate, a battle of strength and will. The rope began to move west, and then moved east. The rope moved back and forth little by little, and the dawn of victory was getting closer and closer. A burst of cheers, victory belongs to us. In the second game, we took advantage of the victory to pursue it, thinking in one place, working hard in one place, and quickly ended the second game. 2. The tug-of-war competition started. I was very nervous. I kept sweating on my head. I was holding on to the rope with both hands for fear of not hearing the whistle. Just listen to Grandpa Wang's voice: "Get ready!" With a whistle, Grandpa Wang lowered his raised hand. All the players on both sides gritted their teeth, leaned back, and used all their strength to pull out. Grandpa Wang shouted "come on" to the team members from both sides from time to time to encourage us. I saw the red scarf deviating from the center line and approaching us. I thought to myself: "We must be the champions." But at this moment, we only heard the rope snap. Due to excessive force, we all fell to the ground. 3. The competition started. We all bent our legs, leaned back, grabbed the rope tightly with both hands, and pulled with all our strength. We pulled a large length of the rope over at once. Victory was coming to us. wave. But we were too careless and relaxed a little. The opponent took advantage of the situation and used all their strength. The thick and long rope looked like a big earthworm. The two teams seemed like two groups of big ducks trying to eat the earthworms. The rope slowly moved towards the opponent. We couldn't help but become impatient, our faces were as red as sorghum, and our foreheads were covered with big beads of sweat, which kept rolling down drop by drop. Unfortunately, we lost the first game. 4. The second game started, and the partners opened up their positions again. Now both sides were on guard. No one gave in to anyone, one's face was flushed, that one was sweating profusely from the heat, but that red scarf seemed to be deliberately going against us, slowly moving towards the other side. Seeing that we were about to cross our line, we became anxious, stared ahead, and tried our best to pull out, but there seemed to be no improvement. We saw Huang Zhe, the so-called "King of Power" in front of us, shaking his head and exerting force, and the rope came over. ah! We finally won. 5. The second game is about to begin. We have learned our lesson and do not dare to relax or be careless at all. The team members grasp the rope with their hands like pliers and prepare for the challenge. "Come on! Come on!" The teacher led the cheerleading team and shouted loudly. As soon as the whistle blew, we pulled back desperately. My hand was red from the rope, but I gritted my teeth, endured the pain, and kept pulling. After a lot of effort, we managed to pull a large section of the rope through. The game was deadlocked. "One, two, three!" "One, two, three!" The shouts of the opposing cheerleaders were deafening and resounded through the sky. The mark in the middle of the rope slowly moved towards them, and they seized the opportunity again and took advantage of the situation to win the second game.

Although we tried our best, we still couldn't save it