Chapter 17: The Broken Athletes
On December 15th, the Huasheng Cup Marathon kicked off in Anshi with the theme of "Healthy Anshi, Running to Love".
The race is divided into a full marathon (42 km) and a half marathon (21 km). Among them, 2,000 people signed up for the whole marathon and 3,000 people signed up for the half marathon.
Naturally, several students from the Faculty of Education signed up for half a marathon to make soy sauce, and the emphasis was on participation, not necessarily running down. However, as the Minister of Sports of the College of Education, Ma Teng didn't know what to smoke, and it turned out to be the whole horse that signed up, he had already thought about it, anyway, no matter how he chosen, he couldn't finish running, and when the time came, he would be tired and down, and there would be a medical car to pull him away. Just report the whole horse, and it sounds good to say it.
Fortunately, Fang Heng unexpectedly replaced him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, otherwise he would really have to take off a layer of skin this time.
Fang Heng was wearing a red vest with the number 5086 written on it, standing in the middle of a group of players, waiting for the command gun.
There are a lot of onlookers, as the most solemn sports in Anshi every day, people who have nothing to do come to watch, and even some companies because of the CEO to participate in the competition, the whole company is on vacation, come to help.
Fang Heng's group of roommates knew that Fang Heng was coming to compete, so they stayed early on the avenue in front of the school and waited, the track passed through the main entrance of Ontario, which had been closed at nine o'clock in the morning.
As the host finished some polite words to promote Anshi, everyone began to count down, and then the starting gun sounded.
At the front were half-marathon runners, wearing yellow vests, and more than 3,000 yellow vests lined up in a 100-meter-long line. After that, they wore red vests, and 2,000 people were nearly 100 meters.
After waiting for the yellow vests in front of them to set off from the starting point, the red vests ran out with them.
Fang Heng trotted along with the crowd and moved to the starting point of the track for a long time, at this time the yellow vests had already run out a few hundred meters, and the flag of the leader at the front was even farther away.
Fang Heng flexibly passed through the gap in the crowd, constantly surpassing. Still, he couldn't run fast.
It wasn't until he ran almost two hundred meters from the starting point that Fang Heng felt that his surroundings were finally not so crowded. He began to exert force under his feet, passing over a person.
Experienced athletes behind him slandered in their hearts that this was for soy sauce, and long-distance running was about maintaining breathing and physical strength.
This is just the start of the momentum, and it will soon collapse.
Soon Fang Heng ran to the front of the red vest.
There are now more than a dozen red vests in the yellow vest team that are the same as Fang Heng. These should all be newbies and have not participated in such a long sport.
However, there were exceptions, there was a black man wearing a red vest, not far from Fang Heng's eyes, surpassing many yellow vests, Fang Heng was a little surprised, there were still black people to participate.
Since then, has Anshi been in line with international standards?
Fang Heng didn't think much about it, and continued to overtake the black man. When he overtook the blacks, he smiled kindly at his international friends.
It didn't take long for Fang Heng to come to the front of the marathon team.
Fang Heng likes the feeling of constantly surpassing others, which is very refreshing.
But at this moment, there was only one person left in front of him, that is to say, beyond this person, Fang Heng would have no one to surpass.
What to do?
Fang Heng didn't want to run to the front, in case he couldn't stop and surpassed the human world record, it would be big news.
So he followed behind the current leading one, running leisurely while enjoying the scenery along the way, my Da'an City is still very beautiful.
At present, the leader is Liang Hong of the provincial sports team, from the starting point to now has two kilometers past, he exerted his strength halfway, ran to the front, and then has maintained the first position, he has confidence in his body, just looked back, the second place was left dozens of meters by him. He believes he will be able to keep going until he wins the half marathon.
But at this moment, he heard movement behind him, and when he looked back, Fang Heng was following four or five meters behind him, and Fang Heng, who was wearing a red vest, smiled politely at him.
I don't know why, Liang Hong hated Fang Heng's smile very much. He turned his head and sped up under his feet. wanted to get rid of Fang Heng.
But after a few more minutes, Liang Hong found that Fang Heng was still a few meters behind him, not far away. At this time, the third place was still 200 meters away.
Liang Hong was angry, he ran a little faster. Fang Heng silently followed behind him.
But soon after, Liang Hong found that his breathing was already a little difficult and he needed to gasp for air. On the other hand, Fang Heng was the same as when he set off, with an even pace and steady breathing.
Liang Hong didn't stick to it in the end, and the soreness in his calves reached an unbearable level, and he stopped.
Once the long-distance running stops, it is difficult to stand up and run again, and Liang Hong stops, which means that he has given up.
The champion has lost a chance with him, so let's take a break and run slowly.
Fang Heng saw Liang Hong stop, a little overwhelmed, I'm going to run first?
Fang Heng refused, so he also stopped with Liang Hong.
Of course, the two of them are still moving forward, and if they sit down at this time, they really can't get up.
So Liang Hong walked in front, and Fang Heng followed behind.
Liang Hong turned his head and glared at Fang Heng. It was this guy who disrupted his rhythm and made him miss out on the championship.
Fang Heng was also very strange, why the person in front of him looked at him very strangely.
The third place quickly caught up, and twenty or thirty meters behind him was the fourth.
After the third place became the first, Fang Heng ran again, still three or four meters away.
The person in front of him didn't care just now, but after running for almost two kilometers in a row, he was surprised to find that Fang Heng was still following him with that calm expression.
Whenever he turned his head, Fang Heng smiled. It's like a neighbor is saying hello to you.
But it's a marathon, we're racing, what does that weird smile you mean?
Finally, the new first place is no longer good, the psychological pressure is too great, and I can't run.
Then the first place changed strangely by more than a dozen people, and then the team met with more than a dozen people who scolded their mothers with black faces.
You're a full-marathon runner who runs our half-marathon here to make trouble.
After walking half a circle around the outer ring of the city, it took an hour to run more than ten kilometers, and there were still a few kilometers to the end of the half marathon. It will pass through the city again.
Fang Heng followed the latest first place runner to Anning Avenue, at this time the students of Ontario University knew that the marathon runners were coming, and those who did not attend classes came to the school gate to watch.
The students in the psychology class were in class today, but knowing that Fang Heng was going to participate in the marathon, they also sneaked out, and several people in dormitory 105 stood on the side of the road together, quietly waiting for the arrival of the marathon team.
It didn't take long for a lead motorcycle with a flag in the front to drive up, and the crowd became excited.
"Look, the first place is coming."
Fang Heng's roommates also followed the crowd and watched.
"The first place is a macho man, more than ten kilometers in an hour." Jiang Haoyu sighed, he was very envious.
"You see, there's a guy behind the first place." Song Xiang pushed his glasses and observed carefully.
"Why does it feel so familiar to the second place?" Tang Sen also looked up, puzzled.
When Fang Heng got closer, Tang Sen was finally the first to react.
"Fuck it, it's Fang Heng, he's taking an aphrodisiac!"
The crowd of 105 was shocked. The marathon in Anshi is a large-scale competition, and there are many athletes from all over the country to participate, and Fang Heng is even better than those athletes.
As Fang Heng got closer and closer, several people from 105 shouted cheers.
"Fang Heng, come on."
At this time, the onlookers also slowly reacted, and it turned out that there were students from our school at the front. also shouted cheers.
"It turned out that the second place was a student from our school."
"Why does he wear different clothes than others?"
"I don't know"
Some of the students were curious.
Fang Heng heard the voices of Tang Sen and the others, looked to the side of the road, beckoned, and then continued to run with the first place.
It's almost the end of the half-marathon, and a few more athletes are chasing after it.
There was a competition for the first place, but no matter who was the first, Fang Heng would always be the second.
The end of the half-marathon was close at hand, and Fang Heng was going to follow a few people over.
But he didn't expect that at an intersection, a volunteer came to show him the way. The route of the whole horse starts from this intersection and turns to the side.
Seeing that the team leader's motorcycle was waiting for him now, Fang Heng was a little speechless, how could he be the first again. So Fang Heng simply stood on the side of the road and rested.
Fang Heng, who hadn't eaten in the morning, still felt very hungry at this time.
Tang Sen and a few people followed Fang Heng over, and when they saw Fang Heng stop, they rushed over.
Several people asked excitedly, "Fang Heng, why don't you run away?" ”
Fang Heng touched his stomach and frowned, "I'm hungry, I can't run." ”
Tang Sen was so angry that he vomited blood, and said: "Big brother, the finish line is ahead, you hurry over, I heard that the champion still has a bonus." ”
Fang Heng pointed to the motorcycle, the team leader who was parked waiting for him, and said, "I'm going to run over there, I'm running the whole marathon, and I'm only halfway there." The others are still behind, so I'll get ahead of the curve. You guys buy me something to eat, I can't go out right now. ”
Banners were being pulled up on the track, and volunteers were watching at intervals, and it was definitely not allowed for athletes to run out, or for others to run in.
Although Fang Heng was not tired from running now, he was very hungry.
In desperation, Jiang Haoyu went to buy two packs of Beijing instant noodles at a roadside store.
Fang Heng took it, and after thanking him, he tore open the bag and chewed it.
Before I finished eating a bag of Beijing, I saw a few red vests running over from behind, and a few black people in the front.
Fang Heng took the bag of Beijing that had not been opened. I said hello to a few roommates and followed the black man at the front.
The black man saw a man walking by the side of the road, followed him, thought someone was cheating, and cut into the road halfway. He was very emotional, and he originally wanted to greet Fang Heng's ancestor, but he saw Fang Heng's face.
He remembered that at the beginning of the race, someone surpassed him and smiled at himself, although the Chinese all looked the same, but he remembered this smile.
Knowing that Fang Heng was not a cheater, the black man didn't think much about it and continued to keep himself the first to move forward.
But what made the black guy speechless was that there was always a voice four or five meters behind him.
"Crunch Crunch"
I don't know why it makes people so annoying to hear this voice. The black man turned his head and saw Fang Heng holding the instant noodle bag in one hand, grabbing a handful of instant noodles with the other hand and stuffing it into his mouth.
The blacks exaggeratedly ranted in foreign words: "Are you crazy? How can you eat while running? ”
Of course, Fang Heng didn't understand, and embarrassedly stretched out his hand holding the instant noodle bag and said, "Do you want to take a bite too?" ”
The black man turned his head back in frustration, not wanting to care about this crazy Chinese teenager.
But slowly, the black man somehow became bored, and the speed slowed down. It's all to blame for the Chinese man just now, which disrupted the rhythm of his movement.