My Extraordinary Achievement

"Micro horse? Marathon?"

"Love running?"

"Event?"

“Isn't this a competitive event?”

"Big brother, are you going to play soy sauce or are you really going to play?"

"Fat, you are running for a few days, but it’s a bit too much to run a marathon? Don't run into a marathon!"

The three people in the dormitory know that Meng Fan went to the playground twice a day, and they also went to see them separately. However, they didn’t look too long—who had nothing to look at for hours and more hot days—not at all I know that Meng Fan is now a crazy fat man who can run 20 kilometers a day.

"What kind of competition is a public welfare running event, I belong to the participation."

Meng Fan really wants to win the championship, but he is also very clear about his current physical fitness and various conditions. Even if this is a public welfare running competition, it is impossible to win the championship. Don’t say the champion, don’t fall behind, thank God. It is.

What level of other players are participating in the event?

Meng Fan thinks that it is also a 6-minute speed for ordinary runners. It is certainly not a minority of 10 kilometers to run for 50 minutes. The gods who can run for 40 minutes are also expected to appear.

Don't say anything else, Meng Fan can't even run Wu Tong.

Mentality, Meng Fan is still correct, it is impossible to force himself to take the unrealistic champion because of the achievement task of [I am a champion].

I ran for more than two hundred kilometers and went out to feel the atmosphere.

"The micro marathon is also a marathon. Are you sure you can finish it?"

It is obvious that the three words in the bedroom are also suspected of "re-engagement".

"If you can't, you will go."

Meng Fan knew that they couldn’t tell them, and he ran into a sentence, then put on his sportswear and wrapped his door out.

"Let's go see!"

"Xiaoxue asked me to go to Qingzhiwu to collect the wind."

"I have a date today."

"Daqiang has a date, forget it. Isn't your date all night?"

Zhang around forcibly pulled the Xing Tie song and chased Meng Fan.

There are many students in the Academy of Fine Arts, and Xing Tie is one of them. It is also the only one in the 402 bedroom.

Xing Tage bought a car in the next semester, he was deeply abhorred by the high housing costs around the Academy of Fine Arts and then grinded a winter vacation at home.

The family gave him 100,000 pieces and counted as buying a scooter in advance. This guy is good. He took the money to install a two-row seat that can be compared to a bed and is very private. Da.

The idea of ​​Xing Tie Ge is very simple. Without this function, what do I buy for the car!

"One meter for one meter" loves the micro-horse, saying that it is on the bank of Xizi Lake. In fact, the route is not running around the West Lake, but a route from the Huanglong Gymnasium to the Taiziwan Park.

It was already more than nine o'clock when Xing Tage opened Han Landa carrying Meng Fan and Zhang around the Huanglong Gymnasium. Meng Fan also solved the breakfast.

Meng Fan and Zhang got off the bus and Xing Tsai went to stop.

"Many people!"

There are already many people in the square in front of the Huanglong Gymnasium. Most of them have already put on a special monochrome sports T-shirt from the organizer to distinguish between the players and the onlookers.

Meng Fan asked, found the place to sign in, took out the phone and swept it to sign in, and then led the sports T-shirt.

"How old are you?"

The people at the sign-in office responsible for making clothes were a bit embarrassed. They even suspected that Meng Fan was in the wrong place.

Really running?

Even if it is true, but this type of body, I am afraid that the clothes are not numbered!

"You're here."

When these people were struggling, Wu Tong came over from the other side and said to these people: "This is my classmate." He said that he took a bag from the bottom of a special cabinet and handed it to Meng. Where, say, "Specially give you the number you want." I looked around Zhang and asked with a smile. "You are a roommate of Meng Fan? Have you signed up yet?"

"No, no, no." Zhang waved around him. "Meng Fan said that he would come to run the micro horse. I don't believe he brags, so take a look."

"He is very good, and the micro horse is a commonplace for him."

Wu Tong said with a smile, then said to Meng Fan: "I still have some things to be busy, I will go to you before I start running."

Meng Fan is a “first-hand information” for publicity. Naturally, there are special arrangements and care during the running, especially the special care of the photographers.

After Wu Tong left, Zhang slammed around Meng Fan: "You are a kid!" I also said that running is not related to this beautiful girl in Chinese painting. The evidence is conclusive!"

Meng Fan did not explain, just laughed and changed to change clothes, how much is guilty. Running is not because of Wu Tong, but it is really here.

After changing clothes, Meng Fan saw the Xing Tie song coming from a distance, and looked angry and curious, "What happened?"

Xing Tie Ge is still on the head: "I met a pen, I took up a few rumors, and I rushed to the old man to die, the trumpet, the drop, the slap, the pen!"

Zhang advised around: "What a big deal, don't be angry."

Xing Tsai squinted: "I heard the words of Didi!"

Zhang stunned around: "That is the grass!"

Meng Fan also followed a slap in the pen!

It is really disgusting, and the system's prompts are all forcibly changed in the morning to be embarrassing.

At 9:40, the front of the stadium was full of people, basically wearing a monochrome sports t-shirt from the organizer, looking at the past.

"Meng Fan."

Wu Tong came over and said: "You will wait for the starting position to be higher, and arrange the first echelon behind the leading army."

Leading the legion is basically the concentration camp of the little gods that can make achievements. There are about 30 of them. They start the race for extra timing, and other runners use their own app to time.

"it is good."

Meng Fan nodded and asked: "Right, can I live when I can run?"

"Live? Of course!"

Wu Tong, who was broadcast by Meng Fan, has always been concerned about it. She knows that Meng Fan’s paintings were broadcast live outdoors. He also knows that his live broadcasts have tens of thousands of online users. The more publicity of this kind of activity, the better. There is no reason to disagree.

After asking, Meng Fan took out the live broadcast aid from the bag. The medium size is no different from the ordinary Gopro~www.readwn.com~ I am not afraid of what other people will think, but then, I am also good now. The number of stable online users in the live broadcast room reached 20,000. The live broadcast tool with a cow is better than the point.

Attached to the mobile phone, and opened a certain software on the face, the running process displayed by a certain software is hung in the upper left corner of the live video.

The title of the live room is set to: Live micro horse love running activities.

Then I sent a message in the group. Nowadays, the water friends in the live broadcast of Meng Fan, he knows that there are three large groups of two thousand people full.

When the news was not sent out, there were hundreds of people in the live broadcast room. After a while, it broke through thousands.

"Micro horse? Micro marathon?"

"Ten kilometers, rub!"

"The Meng anchor is running by yourself?"

"Crap it! The photos I saw in the group yesterday are fake?"

"Yesterday, those photos have been visually inspected for more than two hundred tons of Meng anchors. Can you run ten kilometers?"

"Visually two hundred? Then you have to look at the ophthalmology, Meng fat at least two hundred and three!"

"You are afraid that you don't know that Meng's anchor is running live in the early morning one day. It really ran for ten kilometers, it is slow!"

"It’s a miracle to run ten kilometers of this tonnage, and what better!"

At this time, most of the water friends in the live broadcast room have seen photos taken by teenagers and others yesterday, and they are full of doubts about Meng Fan’s running a micro horse.

"The anchor, there is a kind of body, let us watch you run completely! Can't see what you are running, who knows if you are running!"

"You don't have to run all the way! Just take 3 kilometers of the whole body, then I will send a C-half every 1 kilometer!"

"I will send one for 5 kilometers!"