It’s 8 a.m. on Saturday morning , we are usually in sound sleep at this time. However, nobody is sleeping this time, actually the whole flat is empty, everybody stands on the playground waiting for the tug-of-war competition of our academy. Before it starts, everybody screams. It seems that the fire is already on when I hear some classes shouting: “quit or lose? Your choice! ” A formal opening ceremony is not necessary, since nobody is patient at that moment. Everybody is all ears for the whistle holding the rope tight, and I am a member of the team. And I have to admit that I am abscent-minded when the judge whistles, then I just find that the rope is moving forward and I can’t stick to my feet. So a few seconds later, we are killed on stage. There are claps and waves, but they don’t belong to us. Then we can just stand by and watch. Though losing the game in the first round is more or less disappointing , we enjoy watching the others. And we lose for the reason that the team which has beaten us finally wins the champion!

                         -----------Written by Xiao Chengjie, Edited by Lu Jiachong