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At the very moment when Gebremeskell was thrown away, a deafening shout erupted in the audience.

"Farah, come on, we must defeat Zhang Guan!"

"Farah, it's up to you, get this gold medal!"

"Farah, you are a warrior of the British Empire, you must kill Zhang Guan!"

"Come on, Farah, for the sake of the British Empire, you must win!"

Tens of thousands of spectators at the scene applauded and shouted thunderously.

At this moment, Farah was more inspired than ever.

"Oh my God! The whole audience was watching me, they were cheering for me, they were cheering for me! Farah subconsciously glanced in the direction of the audience.

"Oh! The man in the stands seems to be David Beckham! He's also on the scene? ”

"Is he the mayor of the City of London? I remember meeting him before! ”

"There are other celebrities, and they're all cheering me on!"

Farah felt that he had never been taken so seriously, and that he had become the hope of the British.

"Defeat Zhang Guan! As long as I win against Zhang Guan and win this gold medal, I will be a hero for the whole of Britain and I can get everything I want! At this time, Farah felt that his heart was already filled with hope, he seemed to have forgotten his fatigue, and he had only one belief in his heart, that is, to defeat Zhang Guan!

Crossing the finish line again, there were still two laps left in the race. The light in the distance shone on Farah's body, shining in Farah's eyes, blocking his vision for a moment, as if he felt that it was the dawn of victory.

At this moment, Farah seemed to see that he was standing at the top of the podium; It was as if he saw that the gold medal was already hanging around his neck; He seemed to see the British flag slowly rising, and the song "God Save the Queen" was wrapped around his ears.

Farah's mind changed dramatically, and he felt like he was being surrounded by a crowd of people who were holding him above their heads, cheering for him, cheering for him, and they called him a hero of the British Empire!

The picture in Farah's mind changed again, he came to a palatial palace, there was a long red carpet in front of him, he walked to the end of the red carpet, there was a red kneeling mat, Farah knelt down, bowed his head, kissed the ground, and at this time, Her Majesty had appeared in front of him, ready to award him a medal......

In the next second, Farah's mind returned to the field, to reality.

However, he found that the distance between Zhang Guan and himself seemed to have been widened.

"What's going on? Has Zhang Guan become faster again? ”

……

Zhang Guan used a fixed-speed running skill, and of course he wouldn't be faster. In fact, it was Farah who slowed down.

Farah is stronger than Gebremeskele, but not much stronger. Gebremeskell has been thrown away, and Farah certainly can't keep up with him, he only holds on more than 200 meters more than Gebremeskeil.

"Keep up! Be sure to keep up! Farah said to himself, but his feet slowed down unobediently.

"Can't keep up!" Farah watched as Zhang Guan faded away.

"Everything just now was a dream!" At this moment, Farah would rather stay in the sweet dream just now forever than wake up.

……

The audience at the ......scene let out a cry of disappointment, and Farah was unable to live up to expectations, and he was left behind by Zhang Guan.

"Farah has lost again!"

"Zhang Guan snatched another gold medal from our British team!"

"There's really no one left to stop him."

The mood of not being willing to be disappointed permeated the audience.

And Zhang Guan's ears rang with the last ring of reminders.

"There's one last lap!" Zhang Guan knew that the championship was close at hand.

In the 300 meters, 200 meters, and 100 meters, Zhang Guan entered the sprint of the final straight.

Race the finish line!

However, the scene only remembered the sparse applause and cheers, as the public enemy of Britain, at least the British audience at the scene, did not want to see Zhang Guan win the gold, especially in the hands of the British team to snatch the gold medal.

"Look! 12 minutes and 33 seconds! Zhang Guan broke the world record again! ”

"The world record of 5,000 meters should be 12 minutes and 37 seconds held by Bekele! Incredibly, Zhang Guan improved the world record by a full 4 seconds. ”

"No wonder Farah lost to Zhang Guan, this is a new world record! It's normal for Farah to lose. ”

"From 100 meters to 10,000 meters, Zhang Guan has won Olympic gold medals in every Olympic event in between, and he is a world record holder! Running King, his real Running King! ”

"100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters, 1500 meters, 5,000 meters, 10,000 meters, seven world records, it's terrible, it's really terrible!"

"Six years ago, Zhang Guan dominated the sprint; Four years ago, Zhang Guan dominated the middle run again; And this year, Zhang Guan ruled the long-distance running! No one has ever done Zhang Guan like this, and I believe that no one will be able to do Zhang Guan in the future! ”

"Although Zhang Guan snatched another gold medal from our British team, I have to admit that Zhang Guan is the greatest athlete in the world!"

……

On the evening of August 11, London time, Zhang Guan won the gold medal in the men's 5000m at the London Olympics with a world record-breaking result, which is also his ninth gold medal at the London Olympics.

……

In a house on the outskirts of London, Sebastian was already drunk as he sat on the floor, his back against the sofa, and a bottle of wine in his hand.

This morning, Sebastian received a phone call, and it was from the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister hopes that Sebastian will voluntarily resign as president of the London Organising Committee.

Sebastian had already guessed that this day would come, he thought that he would wait until the London Olympics were over, so that his resignation would be more decent, but he never expected that he received this call before the London Olympics were over.

More importantly, the bigwigs of Downing Street discussed and demanded Sebastian's resignation before the closing ceremony of the Olympics!

As the president of the Olympic Organizing Committee, it is really humiliating for Sebastian to resign before the Olympics are over.

Tomorrow night, the London Olympics are about to hold their closing ceremonies, and Sebastian only has one day to spare.

So, Sebastian chose to get drunk tonight. He didn't want to go to the bar, he didn't want people to see his ugliness, he chose to be at home, close the door, just open a few bottles of wine in his living room, and then drink them all.

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Sebastian, the president of the IAAF and the president of the British Olympic Organising Committee...... "The TV set reminded Zhang Guan of his post-race interview, who had just won the gold medal in the 5,000m.

"Mr. Sebastian, President of the British Olympic Committee? From tomorrow onwards, I will not be! Sebastian couldn't hold the bottle anymore, so he let it fall to the ground and roll into a corner, spilling the wine on the stall.

"Zhang Guan, you won!" Sebastian sighed softly.

Said the passer

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