"Okay, there's still one minute left, and our sprinters are ready. The exciting moment is coming. Let's wait and see who can take the first place in the first game."
Xiaoxiao's voice came slowly, but the next moment, he froze.
"What's going on at position three? Why is it empty? Where is the person?" Xiaoxiao's voice suddenly spread throughout the stadium.
"Is there anyone else who hasn't arrived yet?"
"Let me go, which city is this? It's so cool and there are so few people? It shouldn't be."
Both the audience at the scene and those in front of the TV were stunned.
"Zhang Fan, hurry up, I'm going to leave you alone." Xiong Lin also roared.
He just went to the toilet. Damn, that guy Zhang Fan is still chatting!
Brother, dear brother, no, uncle, can you have some snacks?
Zhang Fan?
People around him suddenly became confused.
Damn it, is that Zhang Fan who ran 200 meters and 15 seconds? That guy who is said to have broken the world record?
No, why did he participate in the 100-meter dash?
Damn it, no way, is this guy really 100 meters and 15 seconds?
Your uncle!
A group of people were stunned.
In particular, a group of reporters spoke loudly.
"Hahaha, look, let me tell you, two hundred meters and fifteen seconds, how is that possible!" The reporter from City Z shouted excitedly.
"Oh, it turns out it's really 100 meters away." A group of people who had already guessed immediately started to curse angrily.
"City S is so shameless. It's obviously 100 meters, but the news says it's 200 meters. I'm so excited. You're still looking forward to seeing a joke, you idiot."
"Haha, in fifteen seconds, I can still achieve this result even with my eyes closed." A group of athletes on the track laughed sarcastically.
Xiaoxiao looked at Xiong Lin who was running in a hurry and laughed: "It turns out to be President Xiong Lin from City S. It seems that No. 3 is one of theirs. But I'm very curious as to which player actually dropped the ball at such a critical time.
, there are still thirty seconds left, it is about to start, I wonder if that player can still catch up."
Immediately, Xiaoxiao also controlled the camera and turned to Xiong Lin.
In front of the TV, a group of people almost choked to death. Especially the people in City S were jumping to their feet in anxiety.
"Damn it, let me know who the bastard is, and I have to kill him."
"Ah, it's begun." Zhang Fan also looked confused.
"Uncle, go quickly, please stop chatting." Xiong Lin broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and urged him quickly.
Zhang Fan raised his legs and ran over immediately.
"I found it, I finally found it, let's see the true face of this player." Xiaoxiao laughed and immediately zoomed in on the camera.
"Hey, is this Zhang Fan?"
"Your uncle, why did Zhang Fan go to the Provincial Games? Isn't this nonsense?"
A group of viewers in City S squatted in front of the TV and almost bit their tongues.
Even if you make up the numbers, you won't be able to drag Zhang Fan over. This is the Provincial Games, and the honor of the entire S city is related.
"Ah, Brother Fan has appeared." Zhang Xiaoyuan jumped up, excited.
Weng Shuang, who was holding Ye Yanran's arm and watching with gusto, also had a dull look on her face, especially looking at Zhang Fan's lazy look, her red lips kept closing.
"Look, he's like this, so lazy at such a critical moment." Ye Yanran was so angry that she couldn't help it.
During the past two months, Weng Shuang kept talking about Zhang Fan in her ears, saying this and that.
She really regretted telling Weng Shuang about Zhang Fan's participation in the Provincial Games. Otherwise, they would have gone shopping to buy clothes instead of staying at home and watching this boring live broadcast.
Zhang Fan came to the third position and looked extremely relaxed.
The more than ten coaches standing at the finish line all had dark faces.
Damn, there are still ten seconds left. Does this guy really think he is a corner?
"Boy, haha, it turns out you really participated in the 100-meter race. In fifteen seconds, you guys in City S really dare to brag." A person next to Zhang Fan said with a smile.
"Have you eaten your steamed buns?" Zhang Fan asked.
"Ah?" The man was stunned.
"Shut up if I don't eat your steamed buns, don't Bibi!" Zhang Fan said, stretching.
"Bang!"
With the sound of a gunshot, everyone ran out.
However, Zhang Fan stood there and raised his middle finger towards the back of the person next to him.
"Is that guy from City S stupid? He's still standing there. What the hell is this?" Xiaoxiao looked shocked.
This scream attracted everyone's attention.
In front of the TV, watching the scene of Zhang Fan raising his middle finger, a group of people's eyes widened.
Damn, what the hell is this guy doing? Everyone has run away, why the hell are you still standing still?
"Haha, let's see what the people in City S say. The legendary fifteen seconds is an exaggeration, right?" A group of people laughed sarcastically.
Especially Zhao Fen, who now had an extremely sarcastic smile on his face.
Haha, S city, that’s all.
"Oh shit, what is this uncle doing? He's running, but you're running. He's raising his middle finger to make hairs, and his hands are cramping?" Xiong Lin jumped anxiously.
The world record for 100 meters is only 9.58 seconds. You are so stunned, it’s almost a second faster.
Weng Shuang's eyes widened, he grabbed Ye Yanran with both hands, and said in shock: "What happened to Zhang Fan? Why didn't he run away?"
Ye Yanran shook her head: "How do I know?"
However, at the next moment, Zhang Fan moved.
Lift your legs and take a step forward.
Immediately afterwards, his body almost turned into an afterimage, speeding on the track.
Everyone's eyes widened.
Damn, is this guy so fast?
"Oh my god, this is so fucking cheating. How could it be possible to run so fast? Damn it, am I hallucinating?" an audience member screamed.
"Your sister, you must have a hot wheel on your feet. Damn it, it scares the baby to death."
"Damn, I passed you, I passed you by one person."
The sneer on Zhao Fen's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a look of extreme shock.
Being one second behind and overtaking someone so quickly? Damn it, is this a joke?
"Second person, third person, damn, overtaken again!"
"Worri!"
Everyone at the scene was stunned.
Could it be that Zhang Fan's legendary speed of 200 meters and 15 seconds is true?
Damn, that's a world record.
It has been a world record for several years.
A group of reporters waiting to slap Zhang Fan in the face also looked shocked.
What the hell, hallucination, this must be an hallucination.
The wind blew gently, and the boiling scene was silent. Their eyes followed Zhang Fan's figure.
Exceeded, exceeded again!
tenth?
No, it’s already fifth!
Oh my god, number one?
The moment Zhang Fan crossed the finish line, everyone screamed.
Damn it, can this fucking number one?
However, at this moment, Zhang Fan raised his hand again and raised his middle finger to the group of people running towards him!
Well, middle finger!
People in front of the TV can see extremely clearly.