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Lin Fan stood at the check-in office 3,000 meters on the east side of the stadium, feeling the unique warmth of late autumn and approaching dusk.

However, in a quiet and complacent atmosphere, there will always be discordant sounds.

"He's Lin Fan?" An unknown boy looked at him all over, "This body is not very good, can you run, why did Luo Ran choose this kind of flower messenger?" ”

"Who knows, but maybe he is the standard line given by Luoran, as long as he can run past him, he will naturally meet the most basic requirements of Luoran."

"Yes, yes, he must be the passing grade, haha, don't fall behind him for a while."

A succession of comments against Lin Fan came out of the mouths of this group of people who participated in the 3,000-meter race.

Such a-for-tat atmosphere made Lin Fan gradually feel Luo Ran's bad intentions of arranging this "competition to recruit relatives", she just wanted to hit him physically and mentally through long-distance running, the form that Zhong Lin Fan was not good at.

The isolation of Lin Fan by the other boys here in the check-in office was obviously completely expected by Luo Ran. After all, using his beauty as a weapon to manipulate people's hearts is the most used move by Luo Ran. However, no one would know that Luo Lang, who stood at the top of the stands at the same time and had a bird's-eye view of the entire sports field, had lost the mind to retaliate against Lin Fan at this time.

She was lying on the railing at the top, her expression was a little annoyed, and her emotions began to feel a little strange with Lin Fan's departing back. She didn't know how to face the first place in the 3000-meter race, or the first from the bottom, and the lines that she was ready to throw to Lin Fan who fell on the track had been left behind by her.

That kind of inexplicable emotion is like a fishbone stuck in her throat, and no matter how much she swallows, it won't help.

Suddenly, the people on the track on the east side of the stadium began to assemble.

"Wow, the 3000 meters are about to start!" There were excited shouts from the crowd in the stands. Then one after another hot eyes shot over.

A large number of people began to lie on the railing at the bottom of the stands and tiptoe to look.

"3518, on the road!" The teacher at the check-in office began to take names, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"2701, on the road!"

"Yes." He Lei jumped to relax his muscles, and he always wore a confident smile.

"1723, on the road!"

"Here!" Responding without vitality, Li Xiaoting never glanced at Lin Fan, he lowered his head like a marionette.

"1501, on the road!"

"Great!" Huang Xuan showed his bulging forearm muscles and sorted out his deliberately modified hairstyle, it is very important to get the ranking, but more importantly, it is important to run handsomely and run with a posture, so that the school flower will personally bring him water, and it will become a good story in the history of the first middle school sports meeting.

……

"1314, on the road!"

Lin Fan raised his hand and walked onto the track, the inside of the arc-shaped starting line was already crowded with people, they were competing for the inner lane, this game that concentrated everyone's focus and carried too many people's expectations, no one wanted to lose on the starting line, even if it was only such a small step.

Lin Fan walked to the outermost side of the arc, and the sudden autumn wind shook his number plate, and the long red plastic in front of him ran forward, the thin sunlight hit his white tracksuit, and the flooding white light made him stand on the outermost side of him so conspicuous in the middle of a group of black pressed people.

"Damn, who is that, I don't know if I rob the inner way, I stand so close to the outside!"

"That's for the ticket!"

Sharp-eyed people in the stands have already made comments.

"Look, Lin Fan is there!" Chen Yifei screamed.

Xu Man, who was lying on the railing, rubbed Gu Yanran beside him with his elbow.

Gu Yanran obviously understood what Xu Man meant, she smiled, looked up, and the white earphone cable went around her velvet ear, along her white neck, through her undulating chest, and disappeared into the folds at the corners of her clothes.

How to have a rainbow, how to embrace the summer wind

If I fall in love with your smile, how can I collect it, how can I have it?

……

The headphones came the song "Contentment" that Lin Fan sang that she secretly recorded.

Her eyes fell on the crowd at the starting line, and Gu Yanran's beautiful ponytail swayed in the autumn wind:

"He's always so conspicuous that people catch it all at once."

She whispered with memories, wrapped in a cool texture by the autumn wind, and squeezed out of water droplets by time like a girl's prayer.

Bang! Bang.

Beyond Gu Yanran's abrupt memories was the entire stands that had boiled.

The long-awaited starting pistol finally sounded in the sky above the sports field, and Gu Yanran couldn't hear Lin Fan's singing in the headphones at all.

The sound of cheering came out like waves of the sea.

He Lei was the first to rush to the front of the crowd, this is his party, his show, he wants to defend the 3000-meter first with an absolute lead from beginning to end, and he wants to detonate the whole field.

"Why did He Lei take the lead as soon as he came up, don't you know how to preserve your strength?" Ruan Yao stood on tiptoe in the first row of the stands and asked in surprise.

"It's a complete crushing of strength, and he doesn't need any tactical arrangements at all." Mo Feng shook his head, and the disparity in the strength of everyone in this game was clear.

On the crimson runway, Lin Fan controlled his breathing and pace, trying his best to keep up with the pace of the middle echelon.

The afterglow of dusk slanted over each person's face, covering each person's face with a thin warm velvet light, and everyone's shadows overlapped, shuttling, staggering, playing a silent symphony.

He Lei is obviously the first violinist, and he plays the passionate movement, and in the crescendo rhythm, his advantages are fully displayed.

The first lap ends.

Lin Fan gasped and barely kept up with the middle echelon, this was the first time he had carried out such a continuous exercise since his rebirth, and his body, which was already lacking exercise, gradually showed problems.

After 600 meters, his steps were gradually floating, and his heart was beating wildly, as if he wanted to break through his body. Step by step, someone behind him began to gradually overtake him.

There are still 6 laps, Lin Fan forced his brain to control his body, running for such a long time, the rhythm can't be messed up, and the breathing can't be messed up.

He slowly adjusted his pace and breathing.

"In the first class of the third year of high school, Bi Sheng will win!"

"Class 6 of the second year of high school, Li Sheng is the first!"

"Wu Guang! Come on! Wu Guang! Come on! ”

The sound on the stage blew over, sweeping the world like a storm, and in this earth-shattering shout, Lin Fan really captured the subtle voice of shouting for him!

"Come on, Lin Fan!" It was Gu Yanran's arm that jumped up and waved vigorously.

"Come on, Lin Fan!" It was Xu Man who made a lot of effort to shout so loudly for the first time.

"Brother Fan, you can do it!" It was Chen Yifei who shouted out the four-year brotherhood at the top of his voice.

"Lin Fan! Come on! It was to throw away the deep Mo Feng for the first time and shout like a child who had lost his life.

"Come on, Lin Fan!" It is the final freeze-frame picture of everyone in the third class of high school condensed into a god.