At this moment, Xu Jin and Liu Feifei's disgust for Zhang Fan completely disappeared.
Instead, there was an extremely curious look.
Gao Yuan, who doesn't know his name?
Even if they are their grandfather's generation, when they see Gao Yuan, they must respectfully call him "Old Gao."
How could this kid let Gao Yuan call him Master?
"Grandpa Gao, why are you here?" Zhang Fan asked in confusion.
Gao Yuan said quickly: "Your vice-principal just called and said that someone in your school is holding a marathon. I'm okay. I rushed over immediately. I didn't know that you were also in the school. Otherwise, why would I be here?"
Zhang Fan understood at this moment that Zhou Jie was afraid of an accident during the marathon.
But yes, when I think about the feeling of dying after carrying heavy loads in the morning, if it weren't for the salt water prepared by my father, I would probably be lying down now.
"Grandpa Gao, I will have to rely on you later. If something unexpected happens to me, don't leave me alone." Zhang Fan immediately said with a smile.
Gao Yuan was startled, looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief and asked, "Are you planning to run a marathon?"
Zhang Fan nodded, then pointed at Qi Lin in the distance and said, "I will compete with him later."
Gao Yuan immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm here, you can just run."
"Xiaoyun, start getting ready." Gao Yuan shouted to the three people in the distance, immediately put down the wooden box and took out all the silver needles and so on.
At this time, the group behind came to their senses, and several doctors quickly ran over, opened the boxes in their hands, and took out the medical equipment.
However, while they were moving, they looked up at Zhang Fan who had a smile on his face.
They really didn't understand why the boy in front of them could make Mr. Gao respectfully call him master.
Zhou Jie, Xu Guozhi, and Zhang Hua also came to their senses. Their eyes looked at Zhang Fan as if they were looking at a monster. Oh my God, what is the origin of this kid?
"By the way, call the hospital and prepare an ambulance. Xiaofan can't have an accident. We're not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. We have to be fully prepared." Gao Yuan stood up and ordered.
"I'll contact you immediately." A young man in his mid-twenties immediately took out his phone.
"Ahem, let's start then?" Zhou Jie was a little confused. Although he didn't know why Gao Yuan respected Zhang Fan so much, he understood one thing. Zhang Fan was from his own school. Hehe, no matter what, even this time
The marathon was not satisfactory, but he had enough bragging rights.
"Then let's get started, Qi Lin, come here." Zhang Hua was a little confused, his face and words were all confused.
"Wait, I want to try too." Wang Rui said, and then quickly ran to the office.
Just kidding, with Mr. Gao here, he is no longer afraid of any danger. He had heard of Mr. Gao's name before when he was in Kyoto, and it was the well-known "Ghost Hand Hua Tuo".
On one side, people from No. 2 Middle School, under the command of the teacher from No. 1 Middle School, went to the center of the playground. There were three thousand people there, which seemed extremely crowded.
After Wang Rui changed into his sportswear, he stood on the starting line with Zhang Fan and Qi Lin.
Eighty-four laps and one hundred and ninety-five meters!
The moment Zhang Fan and the others stood on the starting line, everyone fell silent, and their eyes were extremely fiery.
This is a marathon.
"start!"
Zhou Jie shouted loudly. At this moment, he was in an extremely happy mood. As for safety issues, they no longer exist with Mr. Gao here. All he needs to do now is to silently watch the performances of Zhang Fan and Wang Rui.
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When it started, everyone held their breath.
Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Fan stretched lazily.
"Hey, this bastard is definitely not ready to run away. What are you doing like this? Is it a walk?"
"I've known for a long time that Zhang Fan is unreliable. Tsk, tsk, tsk, let's see how he slaps me in the face this time."
Discussions continued.
Qi Lin sneered, glanced at Zhang Fan, and immediately started running leisurely.
Wang Rui rolled his eyes and whispered: "Follow me."
Zhang Fan smiled and followed behind. This was not his style.
Immediately, his body leaned forward, and his whole body started running like a flying arrow.
Soon, Zhang Fan surpassed Wang Rui and was on par with Qi Lin.
"You can't do it. You've been warming up for most of the day." Zhang Fan turned his head, smiled at Qi Lin, then accelerated his feet again, ran in front of Qi Lin, and then slowed down.
Since you are challenging others, you have to show a challenging attitude and follow them impatiently. This is a slap in the face to yourself.
Zhang Fan's actions instantly caused the people around him to explode.
"Damn, this guy is so arrogant. Damn it, I can't stand it anymore." The guy from No. 2 Middle School roared.
"Haha, if you don't like it, go ahead. The runway is right there. If you don't come, you can't go." A guy from the No. 1 Middle School made a very coquettish little art, then whistled and looked at the group of No. 2 Middle School provocatively.
"Haha, it's just starting. There are still eighty-four laps left. If you speed up from the beginning, you will probably become a dead dog before long." The person from No. 2 Middle School laughed sarcastically.
This is not a sprint race. If you dare, keep running at this speed.
Zhang Hua turned on the camera and pointed it at a runway, then turned around and sat next to Zhou Jie without caring.
This runway is two hundred meters long. If you want to take pictures of the entire playground, you need aerial photography. Putting the camera here can also clearly record the entire marathon.
Gao Yuan sat in the middle and looked at Zhang Fan's back, feeling a little worried in his heart.
If we want to talk about the limits of the human body, he, an old Chinese medicine practitioner, knows it best.
42.195 kilometers, how many people can finish it?
Ye Xuan and Zhang Xiaoyuan were sitting on the stone steps, holding their heads in their hands and following Zhang Fan with their eyes.
Fortunately, the group of people on the playground were sitting on the ground. Otherwise, it was so dark that Zhang Fan's shadow could not be seen anywhere.
Zhou Jie was holding a notebook and a pen, doing counting.
After a lap, the atmosphere on the entire playground did not slow down at all.
A group of people were chattering and discussing how long Zhang Fan could last.
The Great Demon King Qi Lin, they are not worried, they can at least run fifty laps.
However, at this moment, a group of people on the forum of No. 1 Middle School became anxious.
"Hey, where's the person doing the live broadcast? Your sister, isn't this bullying your sister because I'm not in No. 1 Middle School?"
"Sir, please come and broadcast live."
"Whoever broadcasts the live broadcast, my sister will send him private photos, the kind without clothes!"
Finally, when the forum was about to explode, Yang Haochen remembered something, tremblingly took out his cell phone, took a few photos, and threw them out.