"Is your wife tired?"
"good."
Would you like some water?
"I'll stop drinking now and drink later."
"Okay, just say so if you're thirsty, honey."
"Um."
The couple did not leave and waited at the finish line.
The 200-meter race is about to begin.
Zhuang Zhimeng was even more excited watching than when she was running herself, and kept shouting.
"Go, Xiazi! Go for it!"
Jiang Yanxia advanced to the finals as the second-place finisher in her group.
Su Mengmeng was also the second to enter the finals, because he still had the 400-meter race to go, and he wanted to conserve his energy.
He also successfully entered the final of the 400-meter race.
Check-in will begin at 1500 meters.
Zhuang Zhimeng and the other two accompanied An Qingbai.
An Qingbai hopped and skipped around doing warm-up exercises.
"Aberdeen, don't take the lead. Maintain a steady pace at the beginning, and then sprint at the end."
"Okay, I understand."
Jiang Yanxia and her husband both raised their fists.
"Brother An, keep it up!"
"Okay, I'll do my best."
Zhuang Zhimeng feeds her lover a piece of chocolate.
"Let me give you some energy."
An Qingbai chewed on his chocolate and mentally sent a message to his wife.
There's another big kiss on the screen.
Zhuang Zhimeng smiled and returned a kiss to her lover.
An Qingbai stood on the track, his eyes filled with love.
As the gunshot rang out, An Qingbai began to run at his own steady pace.
You have to run nearly four laps around the track, so conserving your energy is the most important thing.
Zhuang Zhimeng stands at the finish line, and her lover runs over and shouts loudly.
"Go, Aber!"
An Qingbai would wave to his wife whenever he saw her.
Zhuang Zhimeng took out her Polaroid camera and took a picture of her lover.
I'm going to take it back to show the children.
We've finally reached the final sprint.
An Qingbai ran like he was in a 100-meter sprint, leaving everyone else far behind.
Zhuang Zhimeng also opened her arms to welcome her lover as he ran to the finish line.
An Qingbai hugged his wife and immediately let go, afraid that his sweat would get on her.
Zhuang Zhimeng brought a towel to wipe her lover's sweat.
"That's right, firstly, the 800 meters will definitely be no problem."
I'll run as fast as I can.
The 800-meter preliminary rounds are in the morning, and the finals are in the afternoon. Crucially, there are also the high jump and long jump finals to compete in.
"I'll give my husband a massage tonight."
"I love you, my wife."
Zhuang Zhimeng was about to participate in a relay race, and the couple walked together to the starting position of the race.
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