North China Team.

The first stick, Zhao Yechen

The second stick, Luo Xiaohu

The third stick, Shi Fan

The fourth stick, Chen Changsheng

The team's arrangement like this, at first glance, puts the treasure on Zhao Yechen and Chen Changsheng, and the first stick needs to open the gap, and the last stick is responsible for sprinting or catching up.

Shi Fan doesn't care about this, he can run that stick.

No one at the scene paid attention to this aspect, all because of Shifan's sudden appearance, in the excited cheers.

"Come on, brother, you can do it!"

"Run, Wind Man!"

Zhao Yechen's fans are also shouting loudly not to be outdone.

"Drag the handsome Zhao Yechen!"

"As soon as Chen Shao comes out, he will accompany him to the end!"

Soon, the two parties realized a problem again, and coincidentally changed it to team cheering.

"North China team, do daddy!"

“Angel… Angel… Angel……”

"Double A merger, fast horse hard to chase!"

Not to mention, the momentum of the scene like a rainbow really made the other teams lose their faces.

Among them, there is an embarrassing thief, and that is Zheng Duoduo of the South China team.

He is also a member of A9, but he stands on opposite sides, and when he hears the cheers of their group throughout the audience, he doesn't know whether to be happy or sad that many people have forgotten about it for a while.

Trumpet!

The moment the whistle sounded, Zhao Yechen rushed out with an arrow.

As the runner-up in the men's 50-meter sprint, Zhao Yechen showed a faster start than others.

At 50 meters, it pulled people away by 3-5 positions, which can be described as taking the lead.

It's also a loss that sprint champion Song Shuhao didn't run the first stick, otherwise it wouldn't be Zhao Yechen's turn to lead.

However, after a short period of leading, the people behind gradually narrowed the gap.

After all, it's not 50 meters, it's 150 meters, giving some endurance fighters time to catch up.

Zhao Yechen didn't have time to see how much the opponent behind him was different from himself, he was just running desperately, and the cheers of those fans at the scene gave him the belief that he must not lose.

He saw Shi Fan, who was standing less than ten meters in front of him, stretching out his hand to take the baton.

Zhao Yechen gritted his teeth and made a final sprint and handed the stick to Shi Fan.

Then, Zhao Yechen propped his hands on his knees, hunched his waist, and gasped.

The other teams also completed the baton handover one by one.

Zhao Yechen estimated that he was about 5 meters faster than the second place, about 7 meters faster than the third place, and nearly 10 meters faster than the fourth place.

As the first team in North China, he can be regarded as living up to expectations, it depends on Shi Fan.

I don't expect Shi Fan to maintain this kind of lead all the time, as long as he doesn't fall behind, including Luo Xiaohu who is the third stick, otherwise Chen Changsheng will not be able to recover the disadvantage with long legs.

After all, the fourth stick is the pervert of Song Shuhao, the sprint champion.

Chen Changsheng's advantages may not be able to run, let alone disadvantages.

However, what Zhao Yechen was thinking at the moment, Shi Fan didn't know.

【Vitality +15】

Inadequate!

【Vitality +18】

Inadequate!

【Vitality +20】

Well, that's fast enough!

Shi Fan was running while adjusting his legendary prop cards according to the gap between the opponents behind him.

I saw Shi Fan on the field at this moment, like a tiger out of the mountain.

The speed is so fast, whether it is the enemy or our teammates, it is all stupid for a while.

Especially the player who was waiting for the handover of the third baton, looking at Shi Fan who was rushing towards him, he even had a trace of palpitations, as if he had become the prey in the eyes of the 'tiger'.

Commentary Desk.

"Oh my God! Shi Fan is so hidden, he runs so fast! Gao Gui, your national team is just at this speed, right?"

"Indeed! His speed, even in our national team, is top-notch! An artist can have such a level, but it's a pity that he has already debuted, otherwise he can enter our national team to focus on training and training, and show his majesty in the international arena——"

Viewing seats.

"Please tell me, is this the senior brother I saw in "Everyday Upward"?"

"Could it be that the senior brother deliberately pretended to be a weak chicken in the show?"

"No, no, running fast doesn't mean having a lot of strength—"

"These don't matter! What matters is how many people does Senior Brother want to die of jealousy!"

"Wind man, how many pork chops are you chasing to train your running speed!"

North China team viewing seat.

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but shout loudly with everyone: "Senior brother, you are the best!

In the 150 meters, no one knows how many seconds Shi Fan used, because it was a team competition, so only the total results were counted.

And Shi Fan estimated in his heart that it was about 16-18 seconds, and it was definitely not 20 seconds anyway.

But when the stick was handed over, Luo Xiaohu was still stupid, which caused the stick to be picked up and delayed.

There was an overwhelming scolding sound at the scene.

"I'll go! I'll meet pig-like teammates wherever I get there!"

"Luo Xiaohu, sister remembers you! go back and wash it and wait to collect the rotten eggs——"

When Luo Xiaohu heard those stinky scoldings, his scalp was numb, and his back was cold, how dare he offend Shi Fan's fans, what Shaojie was in 101 before, he had always been in the upper circle, but he annoyed Shi Fan's fans, and then he was sprayed so that now no one is gone.

He is just a small artist with tens of thousands of Weibo fans, and he doesn't dare to ruin his future in this "Idol Games".

He used all his strength to feed, and his legs ran desperately, as if he was being chased after him by thousands of people with knives.

Not to mention, under oppression, this can really squeeze out some potential.

The opponent behind Luo Xiaohu has always kept the distance between Shi Fan and Zhao Yechen leading him.

And because of Luo Xiaohu's experience, Chen Changsheng, who was in the last stick, did not dare to be sloppy at all.

As soon as Luo Xiaohu handed over the stick, the whole person sat down on the ground, watching Chen Changsheng run away like a giraffe.

On the other hand, Song Shuhao, who was quite confident before the game and smiled calmly, had already shown his eyes of giving up.

Yes, I am already desperate in my heart, how can I chase this by throwing a distance of at least fifty or sixty meters?

However, despair is despair, in fact, Song Shuhao is a little happy in his heart!

Fortunately, this Shi Fan didn't participate in the single sprint before, otherwise, my gold medal would have been handed away!

In the case that the other teams have given up, the North China team won the men's relay championship without accident!

The opportunity for the post-game interview, no one dared to grab it from Shi Fan.

The beautiful host Bao'er, with a look of adoration flashing in her eyes, and a smile like a fan girl on her face, said:

"Congratulations to your Shifan! Your North China team won the first gold medal!"

"Thank you. Shi Fan smiled faintly.

"You're amazing! You just shocked all of us! It feels like a gust of wind, it's really a man like the wind!

"No, that's an exaggeration......"

"Yes, yes, don't you hear the cheers? Do you want to hear it again?"

As soon as the host Bao'er finished speaking, there was another high-decibel scream at the scene in response.

"Hear me, I didn't blow you! Anyway, how did you get that running speed? Just now someone in the audience even said that you were chased by a pork chop——"

"This, everybody's imagination, is indeed 6. In fact, as long as you make up your mind to do something, nothing is impossible. After a bad time on a show, I've been working hard. ”

"Hehe, what you said seems to have verified that you have sports cells, and you are worthy of the title of all-round genius! Well, I hope that you will add another gold medal to you in the high jump event!"

After the interview, the host Bao'er didn't forget to find Shi Fan to leave the EE number.