Followed by a person, Fang Zhao paid attention for a while, then put it aside, he didn't feel a threat from the other party, so he let the other party follow.

Late at night, the surrounding towering hotels are still brightly lit, but there are fewer and fewer people in this small park, and only two figures are left running.

Fang Zhao ran laps in the park, and this quiet environment was more convenient to think about problems.

During my time in Mars, I learned a lot about the teamwork and experience of this kind of project, and I also learned more composition skills from others.

The sports arena in Mars is more intense than in other continents, especially the kind of atmosphere that cannot be felt in other continents. For the people on their team, it's a valuable source of inspiration and an experience that a video recorder can't bring to them.

Fang Zhao didn't know how the others were going, but he already had a clue on his own side.

When I think back to the scenes in the arena I have seen, even if I just sit in the stands, I can feel the collision of heartbeat and sweat, the joy of moving forward. The light emitted by the wanton burning of physical strength and fighting spirit is so dazzling. Countless voices erupted from the arena and passed by.

Intense, soothing, high, low, the melody appears in the mind, and the tempo of the tune changes from fast to slow. The feet also follow the music floating in the brain, and run to the beat.

Fang Zhao came here to run, there was no clear purpose of exercise, more casual, when this kind of inspiration was active, the body also followed the inspiration.

However, Fang Zhao was wishful thinking, and the people who followed him were confused.

At first, the kid was still humming a small tune, studying Fang Zhao's running skills. Although he is not a real professional athlete himself, and he did not know or care about the long-distance running skills in professional competitions before, he also received professional guidance for a short time after signing with the club.

"Tsk, at first glance, it's a layman." After observing Fang Zhao's running style for a while, the man came to a conclusion in his heart.

After three laps, he watched Fang Zhao in front of him start to speed up, and his mind was a little scattered, and he was quite excited.

Accelerated! Simulated sprint!

Thinking so, he also followed the speed, and the experience of running with passers-by was not bad.

After a while, I felt something was wrong again.

Is this simulation sprint a bit longer?

After a few more laps, Fang Zhao began to slow down.

The man quietly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: it was over. Is this a pause to leave after a while?

However......

After Fang Zhao slowed down for a few laps, he began to speed up again.

The man: "?? ”

Again?

He watched Fang Zhao run lap after lap, one moment fast, one moment slow, sometimes the acceleration time was long, and sometimes there was only a short small half circle.

Are you kidding me?!

He stopped the people in front of him and told the other party: Brother, this is not how you run! You won't be able to run like this for long!

However, for an hour, two hours, Fang Zhao continued.

For Fang Zhao, who has a symphony orchestra in his head, the brain activity is like this-

A piece of music passed. That's a good one...... But there are still some things that need to be changed.

Later, the revised version went over and over again in my head...... There are also a couple of small places.

The second revision version went through the brain twice...... Well, the ...... in the back Hey, this is not the right place......

Revise...... Over N times...... Re-...... Over N times......

As a result, the pace of stepping on the beat is sometimes fast, sometimes slow, sometimes it takes a long time to accelerate, and sometimes it just accelerates and slows down.

At the same time, the people who were running behind him were in this mood-

The mood fluttered proudly...... Curious...... Speechless...... Bad premonition...... It's a stressful feeling...... The body starts to get tired...... The Last Stubborn ...... Mania......

The one ahead is still running!

It's starting to speed up again...... Slowed down again......

Ahhhhh

There is absolutely no logic to this!

What the hell do you want! Slip people to play!

Later, the manic strength was gone.

It feels like the heart and lungs are about to strike.

The heart rate is rising, exhaustion, and the muscles are protesting.

No, I can't run, my feet don't obey!

Seeing that he was being thrown farther and farther away, the person who followed him finally gave up and continued to chase, and moved to the bench on the side with heavy steps and sat down, his eyes were filled with endless confusion, and the whole person was in a trance.

I think I am blessed with unique physical conditions and strong physical reserves brought by running all year round, but at this moment, I am turned into scum in seconds.

He was like a stone sculpture, with a dull gaze, following Fang Zhao's figure, watching Fang Zhao continue to run, lap again......

At this time, he suddenly understood what the manager who signed him had said, "There is a long way to go". Sure enough, as everyone said, the top competitive circle in Mars is not so easy to squeeze into. There are so many talented athletes, and how many can really squeeze in the end? There are people outside the world, there is a sky outside the sky, there are more strong players in the strong, and a mountain is higher than a mountain!

Just go out for a night run, and the passers-by you meet have monster-like physical fitness! It's still not a good one! In the real top sports circle in Malaysia, aren't those god-like professional athletes a genius above a genius and a monster above a monster?

Sitting on a bench in a small park, he looked at this path as a professional athlete for the first time with a serious attitude and a hint of pilgrimage.

Time passed slowly, and Fang Zhao's pace finally really slowed down until he stopped.

Looking at the hazy sky, Fang Zhao took a deep breath. Listening to the sound of seeds breaking through the soil and the movement of the wind blowing through the branches, the world is fascinating.

At this time, there were only two people in the small park, except for Fang Zhao, and on the bench by the grass, there was also the passerby.

This passer-by Fang Zhao knew that he had been running for a while before, but then he didn't run, he sat on a chair to rest, and he didn't leave, just sat there all the time, like a lost little beast cub.

Kids now.

Fang Zhao thought in his heart and smiled over there.

The "lost little beast cub" sitting on the bench came back from his contemplation, his face moved, and he looked at Fang Zhao's eyes, as if he was looking at some terrifying creature.

After hesitating for a while, he still spoke up: "You...... How does it feel now? ”

"It's fine." Fang recalled the road.

The "lost little beast cub" felt like he had been stabbed in the chest again, and his vision slowly collapsed.

This is "okay", Fang Zhao is so refreshed!

"You ......" Fang Zhao also planned to care for the children.

"No, I don't want to talk to you right now!" The other party got up and ran.

In a certain club, the manager stood at the door with a blue face. The newly signed seedlings are a thorn.

This kind of good seedling with excellent talent has a stronger foundation than many people, and it takes two years to train...... No, maybe he will be released to compete next year, such a good seedling, he plans to be cultivated as a secret weapon.

He already knows what happened yesterday when the newcomer outperformed everyone else at the club. Genius has the arrogance of genius, the more so, the more it needs to be polished, and before that, this potential seedling can't its tail.

What else do you say about going out for a night run, and you can run all night if you run? !

The manager was thinking about how to train people later, and the person wearing a retro punk-style sweatshirt appeared in his sight, but before he could speak, the other party seemed to use all his strength and sighed vicissitudes: "The Competitive Continent really deserves its name!" Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! ”

The manager who thought that he must be severely reprimanded today: "......"

Overnight, why did this newcomer Miao Zi, who sees people with his nostrils, have such a deep understanding?

"I feel like I've been hit my heart! Finally understand what you said the manager! You are right! The newcomer said excitedly.

Manager: "What did I say about ......?"

Although he doesn't remember what he said, the manager still affirmed the new seedling who had just been signed: "You are really a very strong and talented athlete!" ”

The newcomer was already crying, "No! You don't have to comfort me, manager, I know I'm actually terrible! It's terrible! ”

Manager: "......" Have you ever thought about the feelings of the people at the club who have won the first day by you?

At this time, the newlywed, who was emotional, said hello to the manager and called his family.

"Ma Chau is terrible! It is truly a continent of competition...... Yes, I used to think that it was blown out by the people of Ma Chau themselves, but after experiencing it myself, I found that I was still too young! I just can't sleep and go out for a night run, guess what I came across? That's not a human, that's a monster! Does the monster know?! It's the kind of person who encounters it once and doesn't want to meet it a second time...... Monster! I can't arouse any emotions to come forward to challenge at all! ”

The club manager next to him: "......" nonsense! How can we be so terrible in Ma Chau! Don't demonize us Malaysians! However, which world champion did this kid meet when he went out last night? I really didn't say anything about this luck.

However, the "little beast cub" didn't pay attention to the manager's look at all, and he still had a lot of feelings he wanted to share with his family.

I thought I was good enough, no matter what kind of powerful people I faced, not to mention winning, even if I lost, I wouldn't lose too ugly. However, the reality is so miserable!

Now when I close my eyes, what appears in my mind is that back, no, it can't be considered a back anymore, it's a psychological shadow! The psychological shadow imprinted on the starting line before the official start of the career!

"I think I'll have to train for at least one or two decades before I can fight!"

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