Looking at the rows of white thighs of his fan group, gently raising for himself, Lu Yifan took a deep breath and felt his blood surging!

"Hehe, if it's not Lei Jun, then I'm so sorry for our beautiful fans!"

The corners of Lu Yifan's mouth curled slightly, and he waved his hand enthusiastically towards Concubine Wang Ya.

Bang!

After a gunshot rang out, the eight figures were like arrows off the string, sprinting towards the finish line a hundred meters away.

Lu Yifan was like a cheetah, rushing out, leaving the other seven opponents in the same group far behind in the blink of an eye.

"Spanning two hurdles at once!"

"Nima, his slippers seem to be flying!"

"Next Olympics, you can jump so high in slippers!"

"It's blowing up the sky!

Yes, Lu Yifan is wearing slippers, his body is light as if he has no weight, and he can cross at least two hurdles in one jump!

"A new record was born! Lu Yifan, 14.15 seconds!"

The referee excitedly announced the result.

When Lu Yifan heard the results, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

After this period of training, his control of his body has reached an incomparably precise level.

This achievement is the result of Lu Yifan's intentional control.

1 second, Lao Tzu is angry with you!

"This ...... How is this possible!"

Lei Jun's face turned green, and he stammered in horror: "You can run so fast in slippers...... I must be dreaming!"

Rumble!

After a brief silence, the audience suddenly burst into thunderous applause and screams!

Everyone, especially the girls, is as if they have been beaten with chicken blood, and they are all completely crazy!

"I love you, husband, !!"

"Yifan, you are so handsome!!"

"West of East Street, Brother Fan first!"

"West of East Street, Brother Fan first!"

Wang Yafei took the lead to lead hundreds of meters of long-legged beauty fans and shouted Lu Yifan's slogan of support.

The fanatical gaze of those beauties shot out of their eyes, including the head teacher He Wen.

This is the first time she has felt Lu Yifan's cool and handsome figure at close range, and almost all the girls in the audience are cheering Lu Yifan's name, which makes He Wen have an impulse to follow those little girls and shout "Yifan husband, I love you" unscrupulously!

The fanatical reaction of the audience at the scene made Lei Jun jealous and hateful, especially when he saw that even Bai Fengjiu seemed to shout along, his face was even more ugly.

"Ouch ouch, I'm sorry, 1 second! It seems that no matter how good the equipment is, it's useless if people can't do it, hahahaha!" Lu Yifan smiled sarcastically, raised his foot, and deliberately showed off his slippers.

A hard slap on Lei Jun's face made him feel the urge to vomit blood!

Nima, it's really infuriating!

1 second!

Why wasn't I a little faster at the time?

If you were a little faster, the person who is enjoying this spotlight now is yourself!

"Don't get complacent too soon!"

Lei Jun gritted his teeth and said to Lu Yifan with a cold face: "I didn't wield my real strength in the qualifiers at all, in the finals, I will show my real strength and trample you under my feet!"

"I think you're particularly suitable for playing League of Legends, do you know why?" Lu Yifan said lazily.

"Why?"

"Because you can be a king with this mouth, and you can be a king with a strong mouth!"

Burst......

The surrounding athletes were all happy when they heard Lu Yifan's words.

Only Lei Jun's face became more gloomy.

The grand finals have begun!

"Each in place......

The commander standing outside the track slowly raised the command gun in his hand and pulled the trigger violently.

Bang!

As the gunshots rang out, Lei Jun exerted his strength and was the first to step towards the railing.

He is a former National Games champion, and sports have been his proudest thing since he was a child!

"How could I lose to that kind of hillbilly! I'm Lei Jun! A man who has been a National Games champion and is about to become an Olympic champion!"

Lei Jun gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead burst, and he exerted twelve points of strength!

At this moment, there is only one thought in his heart - win!

Win that hanging silk Lu Yifan, let his fans and school girlfriends see who is the real man!

also let Bai Fengjiu know how strong he is!

With such a strong desire to win, Lei Jun actually struck a degree that was more than half stronger than his best strength!

Hurdles are almost as fast as running on flat ground!

"I'm going to win! This time I'm not only the champion, but I'll also break the school sports record, maybe I can compare with Liu Xiang's Olympic record!"

Just when he had this thought in his heart, suddenly, Lei Jun felt a slimy thing on his face.

Turning his head, Lei Jun was almost scared to pee.

I saw Lu Yifan picking at his nose, and he didn't even look at the fence under his feet, so he looked at him directly, with a wicked smile.

"It's a little slow!" Lu Yifan said lightly.

He can still talk so fast!

Lei Jun is about to collapse in three views!

As long as everyone knows, running this kind of 11o meter hurdles requires athletes to hold their breath.

Not to mention talking, the athlete doesn't even have to breathe during the whole process!

But looking at Lu Yifan's appearance, the slippers are flying, the nose is picking, and the whole person is like a leisurely stroll, extremely relaxed!

Is this all hurdling?

"I still don't believe it!"

Thinking so in his heart, Lei Jun's adrenal hormones were all secreted by himself!

He fought!

Seeing that the end was in sight, Lei Jun had even imagined that he would win the first gold medal with his head held high, and then do his best to humiliate Lu Yifan.

It's a pity that there was a chuckle of "hehe" around him.

Then, a gust of wind blew!

One could only see a pair of slippers with an afterimage, flying over the railing!

When he was about to reach the finish line, Lei Jun was reversed by Lu Yifan!

This is simply a bad news that makes people vomit blood!

Lu Yifan stood in front of the finish line, did not rush over, and specially turned around and grimaced at Lei Jun, and said with a playful smile: "Trash! Brother can blow you up with slippers!"

Then, Lu Yifan leisurely touched the finish line with his butt and won the championship of the 11o meter hurdles final.

Lei Jun stopped and stood on the track, only to feel his brain buzzing, and there was a feeling that the world was spinning.

He actually lost!

He was a National Games champion, but he actually lost to a hillbilly in slippers!

The most hateful thing is that this guy's score is only a few tenths of a second faster than himself!

A wave of despair welled up in Lei Jun's heart, and he was cold, like falling into an ice cellar.

"12.8o! Oh my God, Lu Yifan actually ran a new world record!"

The referee looked at the stopwatch and shouted excitedly!

(ps: I had a very bad cough last night, I went to the hospital for an injection, and it was almost 12 o'clock when I got home, and I didn't have time for the third watch.) I'll try to make it up as much as I can today. In addition, tomorrow I will take the train to the field, if it is too late for the third watch, I will also remember and find time to make up for it. The East Pot won't owe anything more, unless it's Kavin. ）

(End of chapter)

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