The sound of heavy breathing fell on everyone's heart.
"Tap tap tap!"
The sound of messy footsteps sounded, and everyone looked at the only two hundred meters left, feeling extremely excited.
"One hundred meters!"
"Fifty meters!"
"Ten meters!"
When Zhang Fan was only ten meters away from the finish line, the boiling sound sounded again.
"It's done, it's done!"
There were cheers, whether it was in school or in the live broadcast room, it exploded instantly.
Gao Qi led the people and ran directly towards the playground.
However, Zhang Fan waved his hand towards them.
He did not stop and moved forward slowly with heavy steps.
"Fanzi, you've already finished it, why are you running away?"
Gao Qi roared, the sound was as loud as thunder.
"Yes, Zhang Fan, you've finished it!" A group of people also roared.
Zhang Fan nodded and said nothing because he was speechless at this moment.
He looked at Wang Rui, who was wavering behind him, gritted his teeth and continued running forward.
Marathon is really damn difficult. If possible, he would like to stop and have a good sleep.
This is even more difficult than the ten-kilometer cross-country trip this morning.
In the morning, only my legs had reached their limit, but at this time, every pore in my body had reached their limit.
However, he did not dare to stop. Lao Wang could only last one lap at most. If this marathon was not completed, Lao Wang would definitely leave a shadow.
"Tap tap tap."
The sound of firm steps made everyone hold their breath again.
What does Zhang Fan want to do?
Everyone could see that Zhang Fan had reached his limit.
The marathon has been completed and I still need to run a ball.
"He is taking Lao Wang away!"
Finally someone knew the truth and screamed in disbelief.
Immediately, there was a roar.
Damn it, at this time, you still want to run away with others?
Zhou Jie was excited, and all the teachers and students in No. 1 Middle School were excited. Even Zhang Hua's eyes widened.
Dong Jian stood there with an astonishing look in his eyes. Sportsmanship, this is fucking sportsmanship.
Ouyang Feng and Zhong Tianchen's eyes turned red.
Don’t abandon or give up. With a teammate like this, what more could you ask for!
"Come on Zhang Fan!"
Ouyang Feng roared, and his voice spread throughout the school.
Immediately, everyone started shouting.
"Come on Zhang Fan!"
"Come on Zhang Fan!"
In the live broadcast room, the people watching this scene choked up in their throats, and hearing the sound like a wave, they finally couldn't help but roar.
"Come on Zhang Fan!"
Voices were shouted across the country.
In a classroom of a certain university!
The professor was explaining a subject when suddenly, a roar came from somewhere.
Everyone looked around immediately, only to see a guy with bright red eyes holding a mobile phone, trembling all over.
"Are you crazy? Damn!"
The curse rang out, but the guy in the corner did not stop, but yelled again.
"Come on Zhang Fan!"
garden!
company!
apartment!
Amusement park!
cybercafe!
The roars echo each other!
At this moment, they couldn't care less.
How about being expelled, how about being given a demerit, how about having your bonus deducted, and what about the weird looks from around you.
If they didn't shout this sound, they would be choked to death.
"Eighty-five laps!"
"Eighty-seven laps!"
Whenever Zhang Fan crosses the key line, someone will silently count in their hearts.
Zhang Fan surpassed Wang Rui by ten laps.
In other words, he must complete ninety-four laps and two hundred meters before he can stop.
Ten laps, five kilometers, it's just normal.
However, this is an additional five kilometers when the marathon is completed.
47.192 kilometers!
The numbers that surpassed those of the marathon made everyone’s hearts tremble.
Who is Zhang Fan?
Internet cafes, companies, classrooms, parks... no one understands it.
People around them turned their heads and looked at the trembling three people on the screen, feeling uneasy.
"Isn't it just running? Who the hell is this?"
"Haha, running? Those who have already completed a marathon and still insist on leading their teammates forward, go to hell!"
The guy from the Internet cafe stood up, his eyes were like fire, and he almost wanted to beat the person who was talking to him to death.
Similar situations occur across the country.
"Wucao, damn, I want to see that live broadcast room."
"Hey, put your phone down, I can't see it."
"You bastard, that bastard is squeezing my breasts!"
In the live broadcast room, the number of people has soared from 60,000 to 80,000, 100,000, 150,000...
Gao Yuan looked at Zhang Fan's figure and felt extremely worried.
"It has exceeded the limit of the human body. Zhang Fan's steps are already a little wandering. If this continues, he will definitely faint from dehydration."
"Ambulance, call an ambulance quickly!"
Gao Yuan's voice was extremely anxious.
"Circle 89!"
"Zhang Fan, come on!"
"Old Wang, come on, don't drag Zhang Fan down."
Seeing Wang Rui's almost falling figure, the expressions of the group of people suddenly changed.
Wang Rui's father was completely blank, his eyes were filled with Venus, and he could vaguely see a blurry figure in front of him.
There was a buzzing in my ears.
What else to say?
Drag Zhang Fan down?
what happened?
Wang Rui didn't know. He only knew that the figure in front of him was Zhang Fan. If this kid could persevere, why couldn't he?
Run, keep running, grit your teeth and run!
Lose to a student, pass it back, and still not be laughed at to death!
"The ninetieth circle!"
The number of people in the live broadcast room is still rising. At this time, there are already 200,000 viewers!
"Ninety-one laps!"
"Where's the ambulance? Why hasn't Paralysis arrived yet?"
Gao Yuan was so anxious that he cursed, and the doctor beside him quickly comforted him: "Mr. Gao, don't worry, we'll be here soon."
Before he finished speaking, an ambulance slowly drove into the school.
The medical staff quickly got out of the car, and the stretchers and various instruments were ready.
"Plop!"
Qi Lin collapsed after completing eighty-two laps.
Without anyone to guide him, he seemed like a lost lamb. At this moment, he finally couldn't hold on any longer.
"Go quickly!"
Gao Yuan and a group of medical staff carried Qi Lin down.
However, no one noticed what was going on here.
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Fan, trembling with Zhang Fan's footsteps.
"Ninety-three laps! Just one less, come on!"
A group of people shouted anxiously in their hearts. They did not dare to speak out for fear of scaring Zhang Fan.
"Old Wang, come on, there's still one more lap, just one more lap." Zhang Fan's voice was extremely weak, but at this moment, it was clearly audible.
Someone's eyes are moist.
The sound of this word cut into everyone's hearts like a knife.
"Tap tap tap!"
A group of people began to circle around the track next to Zhang Fan. They were extremely worried as they looked at the figure that was about to collapse at any moment.
Ninety-three laps, which is more than four kilometers longer than a marathon.
"Come on! Come on!"
A low figure and a rustling sound.
"Ninety-four circles!"
Someone choked and spoke.
"Come on, take one step, and take another step!"
Zhang Fan only felt that his eyes were blank. At this moment, he could not see anything. He could only listen to the whispering sounds in his ears. He knew that there was still a little bit to go, and a little bit to go.
"Fifty meters!"
"Ten meters!"
"One meter!"
"step!"
"It's over, it's over, Lao Wang is done, Zhang Fan, please stop."
When Wang Rui took the last step, a group of people stepped forward and hugged Zhang Fan.
At this moment, Zhang Fan passed out directly.
"Doctor, come quickly."
A panicked voice sounded.
At this moment, people all over the world watching the live broadcast panicked.
"Where is the person? How is Zhang Fan?"
"Hey, anchor, please speak quickly, I'm so anxious."