"The game is about to start, why don't you change your clothes?" the reporter asked nonstop.
"You can guess for yourself."
"Aren't you warming up?"
"You can guess for yourself."
Five minutes later, several reporters retreated.
Guess your sister!
"Arrogant, so arrogant. I have been a reporter for more than ten years and I have never met such an arrogant boy. When I go back today, I will write a good piece of news about him just because of this." The flesh on a fat man's face trembled.
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From the second sentence onwards, it's all up to you to guess. Just guess, you guesses!
"Uncle Zhang, these are clothes and shoes, please change them." Dong Jian came over carrying a bag.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "Torturing a bunch of noobs and changing into sportswear, isn't that bullying them?"
Dong Jianzi stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
A bunch of noobs?
Damn it, you really dare to say it, hell, if Jiang Xiaoyang hears it, why don't you go berserk.
"Hahaha, noob? Boy, you are so crazy. Xie Jiancheng, come out and tell this guy your results yesterday." Jiang Xiaoyang was furious. Damn it, how dare you say this in front of him?
This group of people are just noobs, why don’t they regard themselves as human beings?
Xie Jiancheng, who was sitting aside to rest, immediately came over. He looked at Zhang Fan with disdain, his eyes burning as if he was about to burst out. He would not forget what happened in the hospital a month ago.
"Boy, it's windy, don't flash your tongue. My best record yesterday was 23.45 seconds. You know, the world champion is only 19.30 seconds." Xie Jiancheng said coldly, looking extremely proud.
"Haha, Xie Jiancheng has the best time in our team. Even the worst time is 25.48 seconds." Jiang Xiaoyang looked proud, and then his eyes fell on Dong Jianjian.
"Dong Jian, the best performance of the soy sauce guys you found is probably only about 25 seconds." Jiang Xiaoyang said with a look of disdain.
Immediately, he turned around and shouted at the Lightspeed team members who were warming up: "This person says you are noobs, what do you think you should do?"
Suddenly, everyone's eyes fell on Zhang Fan.
"This kid is really crazy."
"Hey, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers and are healthy. They represent the best people in our province."
"yes."
The group of people at the speed of light gnashed their teeth and glared at Zhang Fan angrily. It was this bastard who made them lie in the hospital for several days.
Damn it, I know him even if I turn into ashes.
"kill!"
The roar was heard, and immediately, the fans of the Lightspeed Group also started to roar.
"Long live the speed of light, Zhang Fan."
"Shit, do these bastards think we are dead? Brothers, stand up." One member of the face-slapping group immediately roared.
"The speed of light fights against the five scum and the speed of light."
"The speed of light is garbage, the speed of light is fighting against the five scum."
Suddenly, two completely different roars floated throughout the province.
A group of spectators had slight sneers on their faces.
Haha, you are still so arrogant when you compete with people from the provincial body, it is really...
Zhang Fan took out his ears, then waved his hand and said: "What's the point of shouting with a bunch of rubbish? Loud noise will not solve the problem."
Suddenly, members of the Lightspeed Group joined in.
"Yeah, what are you going to do to compete with these rubbish? Brothers, do your best and watch the show from the front row."
Jiang Xiaoyang's face had turned purple, and at this moment, his lungs were almost exploding with anger.
"Okay, Zhang Fan, let's fight a traffic jam. If you lose, how about crawling around on the track for me?" Jiang Xiaoyang's eyes were extremely cold.
Zhang Fan raised his eyes and said slowly: "Not interested."
Climbing in a circle is so boring.
"Hahaha, you're scared, you're a coward." The group of people at the speed of light suddenly laughed.
"Hey, hey, don't push me, I don't want to see you make a fool of yourself, so don't push me," Zhang Fan said.
"Oh, rubbish, you don't even dare to bet, shut up." Lightspeed's group of people shouted.
"Brother Fan, fuck them, damn, these thieves are so arrogant." The person who slapped the face roared.
"Damn it, who are you scolding?" The members of the Lightspeed Group immediately shouted angrily.
"Okay, okay, let's do this. If you lose, how about rolling around on the track?" Zhang Fan said with a devilish smile on his lips.
"Okay." The person with the speed of light immediately clapped his hands and cheered.
"Including you!" Zhang Fan pointed at Jiang Xiaoyang and said.
Jiang Xiaoyang sneered at the corner of his mouth, looked at Dong Jian teasingly and said, "Okay, sure, Dong Jian, please don't cheat later."
Dong Jian had a dark look on his face: "It's none of my business."
Damn it, let's be honest, do you have a dime bet with me?
"Why, it's none of your business. Zhang Fan is from your team. If he loses, your team will naturally go to hell." Jiang Xiaoyang smiled brightly.
Before Dong Jian could say anything, several men who were warming up immediately stopped: "Zhang Fan made a bet that he has something to do with us. He is pretending to be a show-off and wants to take us with him."
Between the anger in their hearts and the perversion of Xie Jiancheng, who the hell can win? Just that arrogant boy who hasn't been seen for a month?
"Old Dong, don't do this. Are you bullying us because we don't know how to count? You are alone and we are a team. Is this fair?" Jiang Xiaoyang looked at Dong Jian with a sneer.
Dong Jian's scalp was numb, and he immediately said to Zhang Fan: "Uncle, please stop making trouble, okay?"
Zhang Fan raised the corner of his mouth and ignored Dong Jian, but said to Jiang Xiaoyang: "Well, I'll fight you all alone. If I win, I'll run as many laps as you roll. If I lose, you guys will roll."
How many laps should a dozen people run together and how many laps should I roll?"
"Okay, it's settled." Lightspeed's group of people immediately started shouting.
There are more than ten of them, and together they can run more than a hundred laps. Haha, they really want to see how Zhang Fan can roll more than a hundred laps.
"Then stop inking and let's get started." Zhang Fan stood up and walked towards the runway.
Everyone in the group rolled their eyes.
Ink stain? It seems you are doing the ink stain, right?
But seeing Zhang Fan walking off the runway wearing a T-shirt, casual pants, and sneakers, a group of people even sneered.
Haha, this is it, you still want to compete?
Jiang Xiaoyang was so happy that he walked to the track and said: "The first red line is the finish line, two hundred meters."
As he said that, Jiang Xiaoyang glanced at Zhang Fan, his eyes flashing with cold light.
Just wait and get out.
"start!"
Jiang Xiaoyang stood beside the finish line, holding a gun in one hand and a stopwatch in the other. Dong Jian also stood beside him, with two hands and a stopwatch in the other.
Zhang Fan leaned forward and immediately started his butterfly dance.
Whoosh!
More than twenty people ran wildly at the same time, but at this moment, everyone's eyes popped out.