Lin Anshu is an ordinary, lowly office worker. The competition in the company is intense, and the boss loves to fine employees and make empty promises. After working diligently for a whole year, sh...
Some people were even secretly taking pictures of her with their phones.
As the race was about to begin, Lin Anshu joined the other marathon participants at the starting line, ready to start.
With the sound of gunfire, the match officially began.
Lin Anshu blended into the crowd and started running at a leisurely pace.
Two hours' journey, that's quite far.
So you can't rush it at the beginning.
This is a marathon that tests physical strength, endurance, and belief.
After running about 800 meters, some people had already slowed down.
When they reached about three kilometers, some people had completely stopped running and started walking.
Around the 5,000-meter mark, the running group had already spread out their formation.
By the time they reached 10,000 meters, the team had spread out quite a bit.
At this moment, Lin Anshu was still running at her previous pace, neither too fast nor too slow.
She ran with ease, as if she were on a picnic, with a faint smile on her face, her gaze occasionally sweeping over the buildings along the roadside.
Ancheng, after all, was a place she had lived in.
But to be precise, she doesn't seem to have ever taken such a serious look at every tree and blade of grass in this city as she did today.
The buildings in Ancheng are really tall.
The shopping mall is bustling with people, and the buildings stand side by side.
But who knows how many young people's unknown dreams are buried in those cubicles?
It has given countless young people endless dreams and aspirations.
She ran and ran, and before she knew it, Lin Anshu had run far.
She ran past one person after another, sometimes greeting them, sometimes cheering them on.
Of course, I also cheer myself on.
After running for a while, you will encounter staff members handing out water by the roadside.
She would sometimes take a sip from it.
After running for about an hour and a half, she finally felt tired.
I was a little out of breath, my legs started to feel heavy, and my breathing became more rapid than before.
She maintained her previous pace and subtly adjusted herself.
Keep going, keep going!
It's her first time participating in a competition, so she can't afford to be too sloppy.
Look, there are drones and a cameraman sitting in a car taking pictures and live streaming ahead.
She cannot stop, nor dare she stop.