Dong Wenfeng and Li Zefeng ran side by side, and they could all hear each other's increasingly heavy gasping and breathing voices.

They both believe that the other will fall in front of them!

And now Li Zefeng, seeing so many people around him, cheering for himself, is even more high-spirited.

"People in the College of Engineering are strong, and people in the College of Arts are born weak!"

"It's not my idea alone, it's the trend of the times!"

"I will go with the general trend and win!"

Li Zefeng glanced at Dong Wenfeng, and the information conveyed in his eyes, even in the midst of vigorous exercise, Dong Wenfeng understood.

Dong Wenfeng does not have such professional long-distance running skills as Li Zefeng, and before today, he has never run such a long-distance long-distance run.

And the people around him are cheering for their opponents.

By the last 200 meters, there were even many students from the College of Engineering, shouting at Dong Wenfeng: "Can't rush! Can't rush! Can't rush!"

In an instant, Dong Wenfeng seemed to be competing not only with Li Zefeng alone, but with the entire engineering college, which was competing with hundreds of people.

They don't want Dong Wenfeng to win, Dong Wenfeng can see in the eyes of these people that he is disdainful, contemptuous, ridiculed, and hateful......

Almost all kinds of negative emotions, Dong Wenfeng can feel them in the eyes of these people looking at him, or the words shouted at him.

They don't want to win, they want to see themselves lose, they want to see themselves like a dead dog, carried out of this training ground, and then live forever in the shadow of such defeat.

And this is not because they know about themselves, let alone because they have a deep hatred for themselves.

All this is simply because I am a student of the Faculty of Arts.

Perhaps at that time, when Zhou Yilong was doing the admission procedures, he did not consider and investigate in detail what was the difference between the College of Arts and the School of Engineering.

When he was enrolled, what happened to Yu Yifan, Dong Wenfeng also relied on his own kung fu to solve it.

But now, when I am running to the end, when my physical strength is already a little exhausted, when my spirit and body have reached the limit.

Dong Wenfeng finally realized that on the day he entered the school, he was destined to be branded as the Faculty of Liberal Arts.

At this moment, Dong Wenfeng didn't feel that coming to Guangnan University to study was just an experiential thing, and he no longer thought that he was just a passerby here.

"Dong Wenfeng, come on!"

"Wen Feng, come on!"

“……”

Although his physical strength was almost at the limit, Dong Wenfeng's keen perception still helped him capture the crisp voice of cheering for himself in the noisy and numerous curses and abuses against himself.

Dong Wenfeng swept the crowd with his gaze, and he saw that in the crowd, Ye Xiaotong, who was struggling to shout for himself, saw the fat man Wang Lei, who had woken up, and also saw the other girls of the Academy of Liberal Arts who were not familiar with him, but were still cheering for themselves in the crowd.

Dong Wenfeng felt that a soft and soft place in his heart was touched.

"Who said that people in the Faculty of Arts are born weak!"

"Why are people from the College of Engineering superior!"

"A few points of difference in the college entrance examination can define a person's entirety?"

"If I lose, it is the so-called general trend, the so-called providence......"

"Then I, Dong Wenfeng, will go against the sky today!"

"Although there are tens of millions of people, I will go!"

"Uhh!!!!h

Dong Wenfeng burst out the last stored physical strength in his body without reservation.

At this moment, he is not a congenital master, nor is he a young man of the Dong family, he is just a running person, just a warrior who never gives up and goes against the sky!

Dong Wenfeng's face was already flushed, his breathing rate was getting faster and faster, and the air he inhaled constantly replenished the oxygen in his body, providing him with sufficient power.

Dong Wenfeng's forehead was exposed, and now he has completely pushed his body to the limit!

"Even if I die, I'm going to win!"

Dong Wenfeng's expression was extremely hideous now, and they were only a hundred meters away from the finish line.

And Li Zefeng, who was still a little proud and had the chance to win, is now starting to panic.

"He, how could it be!"

With Dong Wenfeng's final outburst, Li Zefeng was directly overtaken by Dong Wenfeng.

"It's impossible, he's obviously just a novice in long-distance running!"

"His performance just now is completely a manifestation that his physical strength has been exhausted!"

"This person, how can he still have the physical strength to sprint!"

Li Zefeng looked at Dong Wenfeng, the first to cross the white line of the finish line with his eyes that could almost be called desperate.

At this moment, Li Zefeng suddenly felt that his body had become lighter, he seemed to have flown into the sky, and everything around him, shouting, cheering, and cursing, could not be heard.

And the training ground, the crowd, and Dong Wenfeng, who had already crossed the finish line and was surrounded by the girls of the Faculty of Letters, he couldn't see it.

The only thought in his mind was, "I'm actually failing." ”

Dong Wenfeng, who lost to the Faculty of Arts, who should not have been defeated the most, in front of all the freshmen in the school.

"Bang!"

Li Zefeng was only ten meters away from the finish line and fell heavily to the ground.

And those students from other engineering colleges saw Dong Wenfeng crossing the finish line and Li Zefeng fell hard, and they all became silent in an instant.

The training ground, which was still loud just now, is so quiet that you can hear even a needle falling on the ground.

They were in disbelief at this scene in front of their eyes.

A student of the Faculty of Letters, a guy who is supposed to be a naturally weak person logically, actually won?

And to win, or is it a well-known top student in their engineering college?

How is this possible?

These people were stunned and watched as the girls of the Academy of Arts helped Dong Wenfeng out of the training ground little by little.

Ye Xiaotong helped Dong Wenfeng, followed by more than 20 students from the Academy of Arts, and they slowly walked outside the training ground together.

And where they passed, the people in the engineering college consciously dodged the way.

In the expectations of these engineering students, they should have welcomed the return of their hero Li Zefeng in the middle of the road.

But now, walking past them was Dong Wenfeng from the Academy of Letters, and the person they had regarded as heroes before was now lying on the stretcher carried by the doctor, like a dead dog, being carried out of the training ground.