Song Qiu rushed out like a cannonball. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The crowd of onlookers, who were happily discussing the ownership of the championship, saw only an afterimage pass by, rubbing their eyes in disbelief as they watched the disappearing back, which was running farther and farther at an alarming speed, dumbfounded and speechless.

A middle-aged man with a mustache swallowed his saliva and doubted: "It's me who is dazzled, why do I think that he is not running a marathon, but a 100-meter sprint at this speed?"

Marathons are all about longevity, because even the best athletes in the world need more than two hours to complete the course. The 100-meter sprint, on the other hand, focuses on explosiveness, which requires the whole body to burst out in a few breaths, which is completely opposite to the marathon capacity. An experienced marathon runner would never run out of energy at the beginning, because that would mean giving up the race.

"This kid doesn't seem to be weak in explosiveness and physical strength, but unfortunately it seems that he has not been professionally trained, otherwise judging from his athleticism, he may be a strong contender for the marathon championship. Another elderly man sighed with pity when he saw that Song Qiu had completely disappeared from view.

The old man who had mocked Song Qiu and wanted to make a name for himself through hype happened to be standing next to the two of them, and when he saw Song Qiu's performance, he strengthened his opinion in his heart, and pouted and continued: "Where is the lack of training, I don't know how to save effort? I bet this kid has definitely put all his energy into feeding, just to show his face in front of us so that everyone will remember it. It doesn't matter if he can't finish the race, as long as he can catch up with one or two athletes, there will definitely be news that will take the initiative to report on him, and it is a pity for him, describing him as a proud and ignorant genius star. Aren't the current Internet celebrities and star-makers all this kind of routine?"

After saying this, the old man shouted in his ugly and dry throat: "Do you dare to bet with me, I bet that he will never run to the finish line." ”

No one around answered, and obviously no one was optimistic that Song Qiu would be able to run to the finish line.

"I'm betting on him to make it to the finish line. "The tall woman in the big red dress walked out of nowhere, and it stands to reason that a beauty like her should attract everyone's attention as soon as she appears in sight.

The old man's eyes flashed, but he didn't expect anyone to dare to take this bet.

"Bet on what?" asked the old man.

"Whatever you want. The woman in red said nonchalantly.

"Then let's bet 10,000 RMB?" The old man was determined to gamble big, after all, such a winning gamble and brainless fat sheep are not available everywhere, and since they have met, they can't let go.

The woman in red was holding a small blue and white bowl, the bowl contained a clear and bright liquid, the liquid shook slightly in her hand, and a strong and intoxicating smell of wine spilled out, which was obviously a rare vintage wine, which caused many old drunkards to be hungry in their stomachs.

Raising her head and taking a sip of wine, the woman in red gently turned her fingers around the Jun porcelain treasure that was described by Qi Beilun, the master of Chinese porcelain as "a small bowl of a thousand jun, a porcelain worth a city", and chuckled: "Yes, but if I guess correctly, I don't want money, I just want you to jump into the winter lake and swim." ”

The woman in red named "Jian Hongyu" had already heard the old man's remarks clearly just now, and she had her own set of methods for recognizing people, and she could see that this old man must have been a disgusting and inferior guy when he was young, so she wanted to teach him a lesson.

The old man was stunned for a moment, and immediately agreed without hesitation: "Okay, no problem." ”

He didn't think he would lose, let alone lose, as long as he didn't admit it, he didn't believe that a young woman would really dare to forcibly let an old man like him jump into the icy lake, so this bet was a sure bet in his eyes.

Jian Hongyu ignored the cunning in the old man's eyes, raised her head and drank a tael of mellow wine worth as much as a pound of gold, her casual attitude seemed to be just a small crooked mouth for ten yuan a bottle on the roadside.

The charming woman in red wiped the wine stains from the corners of her lips with the wide cuffs without any image, and with a flip of her wrist, the small blue and white porcelain bowl that was worth a city did not know where it had been received. Jian Hongyu's eyes were like misty nebulae, and she walked in the direction of Song Qiu's running with a little drunkenness, her feet looked disorganized, but every time she stepped on the ground, she must leave a shallow footprint, if someone took a ruler to measure these footprints, she would find that between each footprint, there must be no more than sixty-six centimeters of distance, there was no exception.

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Song Qiu ran all the way, and the speed surprised many onlookers. In order not to attract the attention of more people, Song Qiu deliberately slowed down a lot, but it was enough to shock the world.

One athlete is overtaken, two athletes are overtaken, followed by three, four, five......

Dozens of athletes were surpassed by Song Qiu one after another.

When they saw that they were surpassed by the nameless junior who arrogantly said that he wanted to let everyone for ten minutes, they were all depressed and annoyed, reflecting on whether they had lived to be dogs in their lives, and they were so easily surpassed by Song Qiu.

Before the start of the race, the athletes who discussed to teach Song Qiu a lesson together formed a regular team, most of them were second- and third-rate marathon runners, who usually made a living by participating in various small and medium-sized events, and knew that their talents were mediocre, and they were most jealous of those talented talented runners. Song Qiu's previous performance only made them think that this was an annoying arrogant boy, ignorant and ridiculous. Seeing that he was about to be surpassed by Song Qiu, this arrogant boy turned into the kind of genius player they hated the most in their lives.

They can't afford to provoke a local snake like Luo Zhiyuan, who is from a wealthy family, and they can't afford to provoke this kind of little guy who wears cheap sportswear and looks like a sling?

Several athletes looked at each other, one of them made a "waste him" gesture, and the others nodded in understanding and dispersed without a trace.

As long as the target athlete enters the pocket formation, as soon as several athletes tighten the "pocket" and clamp it inside, it all depends on their mood whether the athlete who is caught in the trap falls or is injured. And because this method surrounds people in the middle, any small actions are extremely hidden, and it is impossible to be caught by the referee in the arena, and it is impossible to be punished for it. The vast majority of athletes who suffer will think that they were unlucky and were injured by the crowd.

Ignorant of this, Song Qiu quickly approached the scattered "pocket".

"Closing the net. The leader of these athletes saw that Song Qiu had completely entered the "pocket formation" and sneered and gave instructions, as if he had seen Song Qiu clutching his ankles and screaming in pain.