"Ready, ready, bang!"

With the sound of short gunfire, everyone rushed forward in unison. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ah, because Mu Ling's size is a bit small compared to most athletes, she was squeezed to the back all of a sudden.

Mu Ling herself is not in a hurry, she needs to run eight and a half laps for three thousand meters, and she is not in a hurry to use one lap slowly.

But the emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry, Miao Xiaoyang looked at Mu Ling's slow appearance, and waved the cheering stick in his hand desperately!

Mu Ling looked at her anxious appearance in the audience, which was also interesting, and began to speed herself up.

"Look, the penultimate one is starting to rush forward, huh? She's so small. ”

"The one I know, the famous prodigy of our school!"

"Oh, I remember, what is she speeding up to do now? There are so many roads ahead. ”

"That's it, just run slowly like that just now, 3,000 meters is compared to endurance."

The audience was chirping crookedly, but Mu Ling couldn't hear it anyway, so she still went her own way.

Although it doesn't have other people's long legs, it wins in terms of frequency, and it has become the third place in a short time.

"Come on, Mu Ling! Come on, Mu Ling! Miao Xiaoyang kept shouting.

As if her voice was bewitching, Mu Ling accelerated again, competing with the second place.

Perhaps the second place was unwilling to waste his physical strength so early, so he let Mu Ling rush forward, with disdain in his eyes.

Now those who rush fast end up dying miserably.

With only the first place left in front, Mu Ling slowed down the pace first, and then accelerated again beyond everyone's expectations.

"What does she mean, what's the use of being the first in the moment? It's time to conserve your stamina. Nanjing said next to Miao Xiaoyang.

"You're amazing, you can't sit and talk, and you don't have back pain." Miao Xiaoyang muttered a sentence and continued to raise his stick and cheer and shout.

At this time, the first place was the 100-meter women's champion, and when she saw a girl who was a head shorter than her rushing forward, she began to accelerate with the mentality of not admitting defeat.

Yo, when she met a ruthless character, Mu Ling raised her eyebrows and sped up again.

Oh my God, where did this guy come out of here? At this time, the first place was a little depressed, how could anyone run such a way as a 3,000-meter race?

Forget it, don't fight with her, I can't run long anyway, I guess it's the first time to run a long-distance run.

The first place comforted himself like this, and slowly succumbed to the back. But I didn't know that it had already gone down three times.

Mu Ling was like an equal difference sequence at this time, running forward with a certain acceleration and increasing horsepower.

"This person doesn't want to die, half of them haven't arrived, so they just fight."

"It's so unbelievable, probably just trying to get into the limelight for a while, completely reckless."

Gradually, people no longer cared about Mu Ling's existence, and almost sentenced her to death.

However, as time goes on, people's mouths open wider and wider.

Mu Ling is already ahead of the second place and close to half a lap! And, on the verge of catching up with the last place!

Unconsciously, cheers rang out from the crowd, and in any case, this was already a commendable feat!

Hearing the cheers, Mu Ling increased the frequency again, relying on the effect of the nurturing decision, she now felt that her skin was breathing, and there was no sign of panting at all.

There are still four laps, and Mu Ling successfully surpassed the last place! One lap ahead!

The audience burst into applause!

Looking back at the penultimate day, I was almost scared to death, this speed, is it really running three thousand meters? It can't be a 100-meter race, right?

The cheers in the audience made her fully realize: this is not a dream! Yes, there are really people running in the 3,000 meters!

No, you can't just be overtaken! Wouldn't it be too faceless to be led by someone!

It's not as self-defeating as the last place, and the penultimate one begins to resist stubbornly.

So, the troops behind the jogging were suddenly driven by the little man Mu Ling, and they flew straight forward with hulala.

"Come on, come on!" The audience puffed out their cheeks and shouted desperately, it was really a long time since they had seen such a refreshing 3,000 meters!

"Whew~" But not everyone has Mu Ling's physical fitness, and after more than a lap, many people couldn't support it, and stopped in place gasping for breath.

And Mu Ling has also successfully surpassed most of the crowd, and what is even more jaw-dropping is that Mu Ling is still accelerating!

Oh my God, that's the equivalent of dividing three thousand meters into thirty hundred meters!

Sprint all the time!

In the last two laps, Mu Ling was already catching up with the second place, yes, she was still catching up after taking a lap ahead.

The girl who was the first in the 100 meters naturally didn't want to lose this face, and ran as hard as she could, her legs felt like they weren't her own at the moment, and she was so numb that she didn't feel it.

Mu Ling still rushed forward at a high speed, and the girl in second place wanted to speed up, but her pace couldn't keep up, so unfortunately, her center of gravity was unbalanced and she fell forward heavily.

The center of gravity dropped uncontrollably, and the girl closed her eyes, and this kind of fall was probably the best outcome than being ruthlessly overtaken.

However, a pair of hands lifted her up forcefully, and like a prince catching a fallen princess, she spun in a circle, and she did not fall to the ground as she had imagined.

When her eyes widened, she saw a face that was unspeakably beautiful.

"Be careful, don't hurt your body because of victory or defeat." Mu Ling instructed, and when the girl stood firm, she continued to run forward.

Because of this little episode, the people behind gradually narrowed the distance, and the second person was stunned, staring at Mu Ling's back for a long time, and finally the corners of his mouth were raised, and he ran forward without any utilitarianism.

At this time, the three thousand meters had entered the verge of white-hot heat, because for Mu Ling, there was still one last lap, and the other people who were lagging behind also began to increase their horsepower and catch up.

"Wow, how does she still have the strength to accelerate? Is she still human? ”

"Idol, this is the rhythm of running the Olympics, if you average down 3,000 meters, it is estimated that the speed is about the same as running 100 meters."

"It's not enough, but it's about the same as running four hundred."

"Did you think she practiced? is still so young, and his physical fitness is so strong. ”

"Maybe the key is such a good quality, I didn't go to a sports school, but relied on my brain power to get into the first class."

"It's tough, indeed."

Under the rostrum, almost all kinds of people's topics of discussion are Mu Ling, and no matter the class, they are cheering for her.

In the last 100 meters, Mu Ling was no longer in her previous state of calm and leisure, her forehead and back had long been soaked with sweat.

There is also a corresponding degree of numbness in the legs and feet, and every step of running is like running on the tip of a knife.

Gritting his teeth, there is one last point, the first is already in hand, and now the fight is to compete with yourself!

"Mu Ling, come on! Come on! Miao Xiaoyang had already screamed underneath in a hurry, and the two cheering sticks were banging and banging.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Ling's body at the moment, as if witnessing the birth of a miracle! (To be continued.) )