Chapter 59: How is the race?

"What do you want to compare?"

When Yin Chenxi heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and as he spoke, he slowly came out of the ranks from among the new students.

"Well, I heard you're a pretty good run. How about we race?"

Su Mohan thought for a moment.

"Race?!Are you sure?"

When Yin Chenxi heard this, there was a hint of surprise in his cold eyes, which flashed in a flash.

This girl, does she know that he is a master, a master, a master of the running event?!

If nothing else, let's take the 100-meter run!

He himself is the record holder of the 100-meter race at the World Junior Championships. This record, since he broke it three years ago, no one has been able to surpass it so far!

This Su Mohan, shouldn't he figure out the situation at all!

I couldn't even figure out the basic situation, and I dared to openly declare war on him. This girl's nerves, isn't it too big?!

If she's like this, she's going to die ugly, will she make it?

Thinking about it again, the girl in front of her may also choose to race with him for a long-distance run in order to avoid the edge.

Well, if that's the case, it's a smart decision.

Normally, people who are good at sprinting are not very good at long-distance running.

After all, sprinting relies on personal explosiveness, while long-distance running relies on one's endurance.

But how?

He Yin Chenxi is so blessed. It is rare to be good at both sprinting and long-distance running.

Commonly known as the decathlon.

If you want to compete with him, no matter which project you choose, it is no different from looking for death!

Thinking of this, Yin Chenxi hooked his lips imperceptibly. The cold and indifferent eyes, when they looked at Su Mohan, brought a touch of sympathy for ordinary beings.

It seems that he is the one who is destined to be unknown to all beings, the strong man who is high above, while Su Mohan is destined to be a humble weakling, a doomed loser.

This look is fleeting and extremely obscure. However, it was still keenly captured by Su Mohan. Just this glance directly made Su Mohan, who had always been strong and arrogant, angry.

This kid......

What kind of eyes is this?!

Hmph! If she doesn't teach this kid a good lesson today, he will really treat her as a sick cat!

"How do you think about the 100-meter race?"

Su Mohan hooked his lips and smiled.

"Hiss~~"

Without waiting for Yin Chenxi to say anything, as soon as he was a freshman in high school, he let out a burst of exclamations:

"Isn't it!

This Su Mohan, is his brain convulsive?

A 100-meter race?

She wants to compete with our school grass - the World Junior Championships, the record holder of the 100-meter race, the 100-meter race?!

OMG!"

"She's this, she's doing death, death!

Let's just wait to see this Nizi, who will be abused by our Yin Xiaocao!"

"That's it! Yin Xiaocao finished abusing her, there is no suspense at all!"

"In other words, Sister Su will be abused and cried directly by Yin Xiaocao after a while?

I'm looking forward to it, hahaha......"

......

"Hmph, did you hear them?

Su Mohan, I regret it now, I will collect it in time, I still have time to do it!"

Yin Chenxi smiled coldly, casually pointed at the people behind him, and raised his eyebrows to look at Su Mohan and said.

"Regret?!I never have the word 'regret' in my dictionary!"

When Su Mohan heard this, he immediately sneered.

As he spoke, he followed Yin Chenxi's example again, and raised his eyebrows not to be outdone:

"What, Yin Chenxi, aren't you scared?"