"Jingle bell, jingle bell." Tsukasa Aoki opened his eyes from his dream in a daze, and snapped off the buzzing ringtone on his phone.

After staring at the ceiling for a moment, Aoki turned his head and opened the curtains.

A dazzling sunshine made him can't help but squint, and his voice is a little hoarse and sighs: "Today's weather is so good." ”

Stretching his waist, Aoki Division, who was about to get up, suddenly stiffened, and cold sweat flowed down.

Picking up his phone abruptly, he glanced at the time on it, and the number eight twenty made him gasp.

"I made an appointment today that Songshan Yan must be in the museum at half past eight, and it seems that I will be deducted 1,000 yuan in salary if I am a minute late, right?" Thinking of this, Aoki Tsukasa dared to ink, a carp jumped off the bed with a swish, put his clothes and pants on his body in a panic, and trotted out of the room.

first patted the door of the dome girl's room, and it wasn't until he heard the confused answer of the dome girl in the door that Aoki Tsukasa said loudly: "Dome, it's almost half past eight, I'm going to be late, you can prepare yourself early today!" Don't sleep any longer, remember to brush your teeth and wash your face later. ”

Hearing the faint sound of humming from here, Aoki Tsukasa stomped downstairs, wiped his face and head with water casually, wiped his face and head with water, roughly dried it with a towel, and trotted to prepare to go out.

With his hat and mask snapped on his face and his shoes slipped, Tsukasa Aoki pushed open the door and ran in stride.

"Eight minutes to go!" Tsukasa Aoki looked at the time on his phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

Eight minutes, as long as you run a little faster, it's not hopeless!

Gritting his teeth, Aoki ran wildly down the street.

Go straight, turn left, turn right, go straight again!

Tsukasa Aoki expertly shuttled through the streets, running fast under the somewhat surprised gazes of others.

"Three minutes!" Tsukasa Aoki glanced at the time, breathed a sigh of relief, slowed down a little, and felt like his lungs were on fire.

Turn left from the street in front and walk straight to it!

A smile hung on the corner of Aoki's mouth: Finally saved my salary!

However, the moment Tsukasa Aoki turned the corner, the smile on his face stiffened.

"What's this?" Just look at the street is completely blocked with a barrier, and the construction team is in full swing.

"Liar! Why did you start construction this morning? Aoki turned around in despair, and suddenly lowered his head and ran wildly.

It doesn't matter, this road doesn't work, I just have to cross through another street, and in two minutes, I'm sure I'll be in time!

Tsukasa Aoki gasped heavily, pulling off the mask and jamming it on his chin to make himself breathe more efficiently.

Soon!

Just turn right from here, cross the road, and you will be able to walk directly through the alley to the club!

Tsukasa Aoki had a smile on his face again, however, as soon as he turned around, the smile on his face froze again.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Tsukasa Aoki's speechless whisper was completely muffled by the noisy voice in front of him.

Just looking at the people who appeared in front of Aoki's face, it was an extremely crowded crowd. Looking inside, you can still see the long guns and short guns of many reporters, and a female presenter who seems to have seen a moment or two on TV in front of the camera, shouting something hard.

There is also a young man dressed as a track and field athlete in short-sleeved shorts. To his left, a heavily armed motorcycle rider with a helmet is buzzing on the accelerator.

What's going on?

"Today, it's time for our Yachiyo City's sprint genius to prove himself!" The hostess explained excitedly to the camera: "Can our sprint genius Kazuyuki Nishio overtake the motorcycle in a distance of 50 meters while starting at the same time?" ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't change the channel, the game will start immediately!" The hostess had to raise her voice because there were too many onlookers: "We can see that Nishio and Yuki-kun are already adjusting their state and stepping on the runner, whether he can complete his own challenge, the result will be revealed soon!" ”

Aoki Tsukasa's face was a little ugly when he heard her words: This group of people has occupied the road, and if they take another detour now, there will definitely not be enough time!

Glancing at the phone, it was only half past eight o'clock, and it was only the last minute and eleven seconds!

No, it's only a minute and ten seconds!

What to do? Do you take a detour and pay a fine? But if you take a detour again, the late one will not be one or two minutes, you have to make a big circle, at least three or four minutes or more.

Aoki Tsukasa felt black at the thought of Matsuyama Iwa smirking and pulling out a few thousand yuan from his salary.

Not only will you be deducted money, but you will also be ridiculed triumphantly by Matsuyama Rock for a long time, right? This old brother has long been angry with him, and this time he will seize the opportunity and will definitely not let him go casually.

What to do? Tsukasa Aoki tugged at his mask, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

There is a way!

Slowly lifting his mask, Tsukasa Aoki slowly pushed away the crowd and leaned to the side of the improvised runway.

"Oh, we can see that Nishio and Yuki-kun are fully ready, nodding at us. Next, just wait for our referee to sound a gun and the game will begin! Our motorcyclist also made an OK gesture to remind us that he was ready too. ”

The hostess leaned slightly sideways and pointed the camera at Kazuyuki Nishio and the motorcycle rider.

The crowd of onlookers, reporters, and hosts all held their breath and watched with full attention as Nishio and Yuki squatted on the runner.

The referee stood to the side with a flare gun in his hand and said loudly: "Ready!" ”

Kazuyuki Nishio lifted up, a confident smile on the corner of his mouth: Heh, if nothing else, the motorcycle rider should have received a bribe from the agency. As long as I don't make mistakes, I can win this game safely.

With this gimmick of winning the motorcycle, my fame will definitely be able to rise to another level, and when the time comes, I will be the fastest sprinter in Yachiyo City!

Roar, concentrate your attention, as long as you win the competition, you can participate in advertising shooting, appear on variety shows, win female stars, and reach the pinnacle of life!

Kazuyuki Nishio was extremely concentrated, even a little more serious than he usually participates in.

"Smack!" A gunshot rang out, and Nishio Kazuyuki's legs slammed into force, and the whole person ran out like an arrow from the string on the running aid. And the motorcycle rider also made a sensation on the throttle, with a huge momentum, but the speed was surprisingly not fast.

That's right, it's this feeling of breaking through the wind, it's this feeling of leaving the world behind, I, Kazuyuki Nishio, am the son of the wind, the god of sprinting in Yachiyo!

Staring ahead, a faint smile appeared on the faces of Nishio Kazuyuki as he ran.

The camera will definitely take a good picture of me!

"Wow! What is that? ”

"So fast!"

"Oh my God!"

"Oh!!"

The exclamation in my ears made Nishio and Yuki run a little faster, and I just felt that I had reached my best - ha, maybe I could break a personal record by the way!

Nishio and Yuki thought, but suddenly saw a dark shadow in the corner of their eyes.

What the? Is it a motorcycle? Didn't you stuff the money?

Kazuyuki Nishio tilted his head slightly in a panic to look at his side, but suddenly saw a guy wearing a black tracksuit, a hat and a disposable mask running side by side with him!

No, not side by side, it's him surpassing himself!

Nishio Kazuyuki suddenly panicked: What the hell is the situation! He gritted his teeth and slammed his legs away.

What the hell is this! Nishio and Yuki were about to scream.

And Tsukasa Aoki, who was wearing a hat and mask on the side, just accelerated wildly, and then increased his speed, staring straight at the alley on the edge of the end of the track, and kept shouting in his heart: Just run to the corner, get in, run straight out, and turn left to get to the club!

I'm in time! It's going to be in time! Not a single dollar will be penalized away!

"It's too fast!" The hostess screamed frantically: "A mysterious man in a tracksuit suddenly rushed onto the track, although he started a little slower, he ran faster and faster!" His speed was like a cheetah, like a bullet, like a twinkling meteor! ”

"He's going beyond! He went above and beyond! He overtook the motorcycle, overtook Kazuyuki Nishio! ”

"At this moment, he is not running alone!"

The hostess grabbed the microphone, her breath was a little uneven, but she still said loudly and enthusiastically: "At this moment, he is possessed by the soul of the god of sprinting and the god of track and field!" He's not fighting alone! He's not alone!! He's still accelerating, it's coming, it's coming! ”

"He's about to cross the line! It's about to win! He...... Uh, turned. ”

The hostess's loud shouts suddenly stopped, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, including the camera, the mysterious man in black, one step before the finish line, suddenly turned and rushed into the alley.

"What's, what is this?" Nishio and Yuki crossed the finish line in a daze, looking around in confusion.

Ah, I must have hallucinated just now because I wanted to win so much! Nishio Kazuyuki's eyes suddenly lit up, that's right, it was because of my eagerness to win that I made up a terrifying opponent in my mind and forced out the best of myself!

Ha, I'm number one!

Kazuyuki Nishio turned to look, and the reporters were rushing towards him with their expressions extremely excited at this time. Nishio Kazuyuki's panting face was full of proud smiles: Come on, reporters, interview me, I prepared a full three hours of speech yesterday!

However, to his surprise, countless reporters carrying microphones and cameras suddenly turned around and rushed into the alley after they came a step in front of him.

"Don't get in my way! In a moment, that guy ran away! ”

"Damn, don't drill into the alley if you're so fat!"

"Stuck, stuck, stuck,

Watching a group of reporters swarm into the alley, and even get stuck in the narrow alley because they don't give in to each other, Nishio and Yuki are in a dream, their faces are full of trance.

"Turns out, that guy, isn't it a hallucination?"

Nishio and Yuki fell to their knees weakly.

At this time, Aoki Tsukasa had already gotten into the elevator of the club, pressed the button on the third floor, looked at the time when there were still five seconds on the phone to reach half past eight, held on to the elevator wall and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's so dangerous, it's almost too late." ”

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