"Brother, don't get me wrong, I was just touched by your spirit of never abandoning or giving up. You have obviously finished the marathon, but you also led others to run ten laps. Seeing me running all the way from the next city, I couldn't give up a hug.
Let's split it up." The young man smiled awkwardly.
Zhang Fan was stunned, Wori, has the news about him running a marathon spread to the next city?
After giving the other party a dubious look, Zhang Fan emphasized, "Just give me a hug."
The young man nodded affirmatively, and then gave Zhang Fan a polite hug.
"And me."
A girl's voice sounded, and immediately, Zhang Fan felt a figure rushing towards him.
"Damn, who is this little lolita? Wori, my whole body hurts and is numb. Come over, how can this be done!" Zhang Fan only felt a chill on his back.
I was pounced on by Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan just now, and now my butt still hurts.
However, the little Loli was very fast. She opened her hands and threw herself directly into Zhang Fan's arms.
Zhang Dongyang had quick eyes and quick hands, and quickly stood behind Zhang Fan, grabbing Zhang Fan's shoulders with his palms.
"Yeah, yeah, he's really handsome, do you want one?" A crisp voice sounded, and immediately, Zhang Fan saw a delicate little face approaching him.
"Pfft!"
The little loli kissed Zhang Fan on the face like a dragonfly, and then jumped off Zhang Fan's body. Her two ponytails jumped up and down, which was very playful.
Looking at the little loli who was only as tall as her chest, she was speechless for a while.
However, when Zhang Fan saw the face of this little lolita clearly, he was shocked. It was just ****. She was only about fifteen years old, but she was already 32C. God, what if this lolita grew up?
Yes, a proper E cup.
"My name is Lin Ling'er, you must remember me." The little loli smiled playfully, turned around and ran away in a bound.
"Zhang Fan!"
The people behind him came one after another with admiration. When Zhang Fan saw the uncle who was about the same age as his father, his face turned dark.
Wucao, what's going on? Why are uncles here?
"Zhang Fan, my daughter asked me to send you flowers. She is in Kyoto and can't make it back now. I happen to be in S city."
Zhang Fan felt like he was going crazy.
Damn it, how do these people know about themselves?
"Oh, I didn't expect you to be from this city, brother. If I hadn't seen Principal Zhou Jie, I wouldn't have known it. I'm your senior and I work in this city. It's so satisfying to beat the big devil Qi Lin.
.I didn’t expect to see this scene in the live broadcast. It’s really satisfying.”
The young man walking over with chrysanthemums in his arms answered Zhang Fan's doubts.
Nima, someone is live broadcasting?
But when Zhang Fan saw the chrysanthemum in the other person's hand, the chrysanthemum suddenly tightened.
Damn, this guy is holding a chrysanthemum, what do you mean? Is he a gay?
Damn it, no, we're not that handsome either.
"Haha, I'm in a hurry, and the flower shop only has chrysanthemums and roses. We're not girls, so naturally we can't give you roses, so we'll make do with chrysanthemums." The young man's words made Zhang Fan feel better.
few.
It’s better if he’s not gay! Zhang Fan patted his chest, feeling frightened for a while.
"Hey, isn't this the anchor? Haha, good job. If this happens again in the future, you have to notify us on the forum as soon as possible." The young man walked towards Yang Haochen.
Zhang Fan looked at Yang Haochen, who was stunned, and immediately walked over.
"How many gifts are there!" Zhang Fan's eyes lit up and he joked. If you use yourself to make money, you should share half of it. It's not too much.
Moreover, this is a display of my own personality charm. It can be said to be my true first pot of gold. I don’t ask for much, as long as I can have a meal.
Yang Haochen turned on his phone and looked at the background.
At this sight, his legs almost gave out.
"Four hundred and sixty-five rockets?"
"What? So many?" Zhang Fan was also shocked.
Five hundred yuan for a rocket, four hundred and sixty, how much is that? Two hundred and thirty thousand?
Even if the anchor can only get 30%, this is still 69,000.
Damn, is your personality so charming?
"Haha, you have no knowledge and skills, and you are still broadcasting live." A strange voice sounded.
Zhang Fan turned around, his eyes rolled, and he looked at Zhang Hua who was sneering not far away. He then raised the corner of his mouth and laughed: "Hey, Principal Zhang, I really want to remember that Teacher Qi Lin didn't finish the marathon, right?"
The dozen or so No. 1 middle school students who were following around him immediately reacted.
"Yes, Principal Zhang, it seems that your big devil, Teacher Qi Lin, fell in the 82nd lap, tsk tsk tsk..."
Zhou Jie also came over at this time, with a malicious look on his face and said: "Old Zhang, be careful, winning or losing is a common thing for military officers!"
The next moment, Zhang Hua's face turned blue and purple.
It's your uncle's business. I don't lead troops to fight, and I'm not a military strategist. So screw you.
Zhang Hua didn't hesitate, turned around and left.
What are you doing here? Are you waiting to be slapped in the face?
"Hahaha."
There was a lot of laughter. Seeing Zhang Hua's expression, this time was not in vain. More than a dozen people in No. 1 Middle School were secretly happy.
"Haha, classmate Zhang Fan, right? Hello, I am Dong Jian from the Provincial Sports Commission. I am here this time to tell you something." Dong Jian walked over cheerfully, his eyes twinkling.
With such a physique that can be said to be unparalleled, and such a terrifying recovery ability, he is sure to train Zhang Fan into a sprinter in these three months.
The speed of 200 meters and 37 seconds is also the best among provincial athletes.
What's more, Zhang Fan had no training at all.
This is simply a perfect piece of jade.
Zhang Fan looked at the guys in front of him with a puzzled look. The Provincial Sports Commission? Are you looking for something to do with him?
"It's like this. On behalf of the Provincial Sports Committee, I invite you to join our sprint team." Dong Jian said while rubbing his hands.
"Ah?" Zhang Fan was confused.
The Provincial Sports Committee asked me to join the sprint team?
"Hey, Dong Jian, I saw your shadow from so far away. Haha, if you invite a student to your team, you will be promising. Even if your team has no one, you don't have to blindly catch him. One meter
You are about seventy-five years old and your body is so thin that you can't even walk. Do you want to be sick and sick like this?"
Not far away, Jiang Xiaoyang squeezed through the crowd and walked over, with a look of disdain in his eyes.
Zhang Fan's eyes turned cold. I ate your steamed buns or drank your water. It's none of your business to be thin and short.
"Hey, what are you looking at? Do you still want to eat people? Get away and don't disturb me talking to Dong Jian." Jiang Xiaoyang looked extremely proud, then stared at Dong Jian and said: "All the elites of your team come to my place.
That’s it, how about you come and help me out and I’ll give you an assistant coach?”
"Wait a minute, who the hell are you? I think it's you who should stay away!"
Zhang Fan also felt angry in his heart. Damn it, where did this idiot come from? He told himself to get away?
"Haha, Dong Jian, how can you educate newcomers when you don't even know me?" Jiang Xiaoyang said, then opened his hand and pushed Zhang Fan on the chest. "Forget it about the newcomers, how dare you talk back to me? No!
Take a look at the colors, you really think you are awesome, right?"
"Oh." Zhang Fan nodded, then raised his hand and hit the man on the chest with a palm.