The team members looked at Geng Haoshi with their hands, and Geng Haoshi pointed behind the team members with a look of horror.

It's just that this one who frightened Geng Haoshi was the beautiful coach Yu Manman - snow-white long legs, black leopard print pants, proud double-peaked ......, and Geng Haoshi's two nosebleeds gushed out.

"Beauty...... Woman...... Teach...... Practice ......" Geng Haoshi said these words tremblingly, and fell to the ground with his head up, his nose bleeding continuously.

Hearing Geng Haoshi's words, the team members were shocked, cold sweat broke out, and they slowly turned around and looked behind them.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" ……

"Ahh "Ahh "Ahh ……

Yu Manman's face was black, his hands were whipped up, the whip was ruthless, and the whip was accurate!

At this time, except for Geng Haoshi, who had already fainted to death, the team members were beaten one by one and the chrysanthemums were all injured.

"Let's go to the school playground to run a marathon!"

"If you can't finish your run, don't come back!"

As he spoke, Yu Manman took his mobile phone and called the administrator of the sports field, saying that he wanted him to open the door and let the twelve school basketball team members in, and also asked him to turn on the monitoring equipment in the sports field and record the images of the twelve team members running the marathon.

Yu Manman saw that Geng Haoshi was still lying there with a nosebleed, walked over and whipped violently!

"Smack!"

"Ahh ——”

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, this whip is right in the middle of Geng Haoshi's little brother.

Geng Haoshi was like a corpse, his upper body Duang sat up straight, his hands grasped his crotch, his eyes widened, his mouth open, and he had a desperate expression of "my young bird will never come back".

It's just that Geng Haoshi stepped forward, and Yu Manman's towering twin peaks came into view again...... and two nosebleeds gushed out again.

"Why don't you hurry up and roll with them to the sports field!" Yu Manman glared at the murderous eyes, and was so frightened that Geng Haoshi rushed out of the gymnasium directly in big pants.

"Hah!" Geng Haoshi clasped his hands and kept rubbing his body, "It's so cold!" "But I didn't dare to go back to the gymnasium to get clothes to wear.

Geng Haoshi trembled and caught up with the eleven teammates in front of him.

"Xiao Er, you are fierce enough, you dare to run a marathon bare-chested."

"What marathon?" Geng Haoshi had just fainted and died, and he didn't hear what Yu Manman said.

"The coach told us to run a marathon on the sports field, and he also asked people to keep an eye on us." Emperor Zhu shook his head: "I hope I can still live to see the sun tomorrow." ”

"By the way, you kid hasn't answered my question honestly!" Emperor Zhu hasn't forgotten this stubble, "Come on, how did you do it?" ”

"Hey." It seemed that he couldn't hide, Geng Haoshi said: "Then do you believe that I am an alien?" ”

"I believe that there are ghosts!" Emperor Zhu gave Geng Haoshi's Heavenly Spirit Gai a heavy blow.

"Brother Zhu Di, don't get excited, I haven't finished yet." Geng Haoshi touched the heavenly spirit cover that was faintly painful.

"Since I'm not an alien, what else could it be?"

"......" The players all shook their heads.

"Of course, it can be done through our own perseverance and unremitting efforts!"

Geng Haoshi looked like he hated iron but not steel: "It's a shame that you are still athletes, and you don't even understand this truth." ”

"......" 9527: Perseverance on your own? Bah!

"......" Geng Haoshi 2.0: unremitting efforts? Bah!

The "......" team members didn't believe it, but they couldn't refute it.

"Since the beautiful coach asked us to run a marathon, let's take out our manly spirit and show our hot youth!" Geng Haoshi thought to himself: Anyway, I have to complete two groups of 5,000-meter runs every day, and it's good to have so many people running with me today. It's only 10:50, and it's still more than an hour before tomorrow. It seems that it is better to run slowly at the beginning.

In fact, with Geng Haoshi's perennial lack of sports knowledge, he only knows that the marathon is a long-distance running sport, and it is not clear how long it is.

It didn't take long for the twelve members of the varsity basketball team to arrive at the school athletic field.

The administrator of the sports field stood in front of the open door, with an angry look on his face, apparently because of this sudden overtime task. He suddenly noticed Geng Haoshi: "Are you the dead fat man who broke into the sports field at night last time?!" ”

This administrator is the old He who suddenly suffered from acute appendicitis after chasing Geng Haoshi all night last time.

It's really the enemy's eyes are red when they meet, and Lao He is angry from his heart: "You dead fat man, I was almost killed by you last time!" ”

"Oh?" The team members looked at Geng Haoshi in unison, thinking: Could it be that this fat man still has a habit of killing?

Seeing the small eyes of the team members, Geng Haoshi hurriedly said: "Lao He, that was a misunderstanding. It's all in the past, so let the past go with the wind. ”

The past goes with the wind? This fat man can't be a brain problem, right?! Last time, I took a girl to the sports field at night, and nine times out of ten, I wanted to do something embarrassing here. I guess this fat man is really a pervert, and I still don't entangle with this kind of person less. Lao He coughed lightly and said, "Forget it, I won't bother with you." Then he let them in.

The night is like ink, and the stars are dotted. In the sports field, the players are preparing and moving their muscles.

"Can we really run it?" Backup point guard Chen Yu didn't even start running, and he was already dead.

"The surveillance camera is facing us, and we can't finish running, so we just wait to be kicked out of the school basketball team." Captain Meng Lang sighed, even if he was the strongest and most physically fit in the school basketball team, this was his first marathon after all, and he was not completely sure that he would be able to persevere.

"Is a marathon hard?" Geng Haoshi said with a puzzled face.

The "......" team members were speechless.

"Little Er, you don't really know about the marathon, do you?" Xu Gaofeng asked.

"Hmm." Geng Haoshi nodded, not ashamed at all.

"Ahem, okay, I'll tell you about the history of the marathon."

"Once upon a time, there was a man who, in order to spread the news, ran and ran, and finally died of exhaustion."

"......" Geng Haoshi looked confused: "That's it?" ”

"That's all."

"......" It turns out that history can still be said in this way, and I don't know how "history" will feel.

"What about the marathon?" Geng Haoshi continued to be pressed.

"People have the marathon in his honor."

"Oh." I didn't feel convincing at all, and Geng Haoshi didn't want to dwell on this, so he asked directly: "Then how long does the marathon have to run?" ”

"42 km."

"How much is that?"

Ha, Xiao Er's IQ is really debatable. Xu Gaofeng continued: "That's 42,000 meters. ”

"42,000 kilometers?!"

The distance between the two groups of 5,000 meters per day is only 10,000 meters, and these 42,000 kilometers is the amount of tasks for four days, and Geng Haoshi's jaw almost fell to the ground.

At three o'clock in the morning, the goddess of power will be waiting for me at the artificial lake at the school...... Only, will I still live to that time?