Due to the fact that the speed is still suppressed to a certain extent, Ye Haoze has reached the second critical point. The other two female guests had just run two-thirds of the way.

"Come on." After Luo Chen heard these two words, he also ran forward like a small motor.

It's probably halfway through, and the other second sticks are ready to run.

"I'll go, is the desire to win so strong?" Luo Chen glanced back, as if his jaw was stunned.

There was still a distance of two or three hundred meters just now, and now it is almost close.

Look at yourself, although it can't be said to be a state of sweating profusely and sweating. But there is also some thin sweat exposed.

And this demon is Cheng Qijun. It's very fast, it's steady, and most importantly, it's a breeze. There wasn't a drop of sweat and it was a very smooth breath.

It's a little embarrassed compared to himself. But the point is that what was a big gap just now is getting shorter and shorter. Luo Chen knew that it was time for him to refuel, and he sped up his horsepower.

The two of them reached the third key place one after the other, but it may be a slight advantage for the blue team, after all, the last stick of the white team is Yang Lin.

After Luo Chen handed the baton in his hand to Yang Lin, he did not stop his pace. It was three very heartwarming words. "I'll be with you."

Yang Lin's speed is not fast, but he has great strength to continue to move forward. Cheng Qijun paused for half a minute just now, and now he has caught up with them.

In this way, the three of them marched towards the finish line together. After Ye Haoze rode to their vicinity, he also joined the last stick competition.

Yang Lin was also very heartwarming after seeing it. Even though he was already sweating profusely, the sweat was as if he had just washed his face, but he was still moving forward.

In the end, Sun Qichen also joined, and in the end, only Chen Miao and Mu Zhengang were left, and the last stick of the other two teams could not be together, and the rest accompanied Yang Lin.

"It's coming soon, come on!"

"Come on, little peach!"

Their voices of encouragement were coming from them all the time. It's not just teammates, it's more likely that the opponent encourages the opponent.

Both the blue and purple teams have reached the finish line, but they are still cheering on them at the finish line.

Yang Lin finally fought to the end. But at the last moment, I was really tired, and I fainted on the ground.

Luo Chen hurriedly stuffed the candy he was carrying into her mouth.

"Is there any place to rest?" Seeing that the other party hadn't woken up for a long time, Luo Chen was very anxious.

After asking the director, Princess Luo Chen hugged Yang Lin. Walk towards the resting place.

"Just your weak body."

"I shouldn't have listened to you."

"I can't do this again next time, do you hear that?"

Luo Chen put his hands on his waist and looked at Yang Lin who was lying on the side of the bed, and he was scolded. It can't be said to be scolding, at most it can be called blame.

But in that posture, from time to time he stretched out his finger and pointed at the person on the bed, quite a shrew.

"I was wrong!"

"I don't want them to think I'm just incompetent."

Yang Lin looked at the ceiling and was stunned for a moment. In the past, she didn't have so much compulsion in sports, and she was not so strong.

But now it's suddenly so hardworking, and why? Because of whom?

The familiar and unfamiliar faces came to mind. The one who seems to be very close to him, but also seems to be far away.