"Yeah, I love being a grandma the most."
Sun Yulan smiled playfully.
For some reason, she had unconditional trust in Chen Chuan, and believed that since Chen Chuan dared to accept the challenge, he must be fully confident, because he did not seem like the kind of person who liked to brag.
Zhang Song was furious. He clenched his fists and secretly swore to himself that he would defeat him severely and finally humiliate this damn man with the most vicious words.
Soon, the two were ready.
Zhang Song's posture is very standard, and you can tell at a glance that he is a professional.
On the other hand, Shen Chuan just stood there straight, not looking professional at all.
Seeing this scene, many people shook their heads.
If you don’t even do the most basic warm-up, you probably won’t be able to bear it after two laps.
With this level of skill, you dare to scam Zhang Song?
A female student volunteered to be the whistleblower.
“3, 2, 1… start!”
whoosh!
Zhang Song rushed out quickly with a whoosh.
Chen Chuan saw his speed, but showed a hint of indifference.
Given his physical fitness, even Bolt would only be able to fight him 50-50 when he was at full strength, let alone an amateur sports student?
Besides, this is a long-distance race, and it’s not about instant bursts of energy. What’s the point of running so fast?
However, if you want to win, you must win beautifully and make the enemy lose with conviction.
As soon as he thought of this, he took a deep breath and rushed out.
whoosh!
The two of them ran, one in front and one behind, at a speed that was exaggerated for a long-distance race.
The length of a full lap of the track and field is generally around 800 meters. Zhang Song ran very fast and soon ran half a lap. He did not look back at Chen Chuan, as this would affect his rhythm.
But after a while, he saw from the corner of his eye that Chen Chuan had actually followed him, which surprised him.
"Could it be that this grandson is running at full speed?"
Thinking about it this way, he felt that this must be the case, otherwise how could anyone keep up with his speed?
He smiled coldly, showing an expression of confidence in victory.
The most important thing in long-distance running is not speed, but endurance and rhythm. Only by mastering the rhythm well can you be sure of victory.
But it is difficult for ordinary people to grasp the rhythm, which requires professional training.
And he is the one who has undergone professional training.
As for Chen Chuan?
What the hell!
Soon, the two finished the first lap.
The others were not surprised to see the two of them running side by side.
After all, with Chen Chuan's physique, he would definitely have no problem holding on for one or two laps.
"Chen Chuan, come on~"
Sun Yulan was clapping with joy.
Chen Chuan winked at her and walked alongside Zhang Song without any pressure.
Soon, another circle passed.
Chen Chuan continued to breathe steadily. This length was just a drop in the bucket for him.
On the other hand, Zhang Song was already controlling his breathing rhythmically.
"Come on, grandson!"
Chen Chuan's voice made Zhang Song furious, but at this moment, he knew that he couldn't mess up his rhythm, otherwise after 5 kilometers, he might not be able to continue.
At this moment, he was a little surprised. The bastard next to him ran two laps and seemed to be fine. This was unscientific!
However, he still believed that he could win.
Because his limit is 15 laps!
That’s 12 kilometers!
This level is definitely not something that ordinary people can achieve.
"Hmph, I'll let you run wild first. Even if you can run 5 kilometers, so what? You're still a long way from me!"
Thinking of this, Zhang Song looked straight ahead, ignored the distraction brought by Chen Chuan, and ran forward with his head down.
But he didn't expect that the next moment Chen Chuan's speed increased again and he ran ahead of him.
"What's the point of being quick? I'm just a rookie!"
Zhang Song calmed himself down and decided to maintain his own pace.
Just like that, after the third lap, Chen Chuan was directly leading by 59 meters.
Sun Yulan on the field was extremely happy and kept cheering for Chen Chuan, while Zhang Song's cheerleaders were somewhat silent.
Even though he knew that Zhang Song was trying to keep his rhythm steady, Shen Chuan was now essentially riding on his face and attacking him, which was not a pleasant feeling.
After the fourth lap, Shen Chuan was one hundred meters ahead.
In the darkness of the night, Zhang Song could only see a dark shadow.
His face looked grim, and he decided to keep his pace.
He absolutely did not believe that Shen Chuan could keep running like this.
Soon, the fifth lap was completed.
Shen Chuan is leading by nearly 200 meters!
He was still in high spirits and finished the 4-kilometer run as if nothing had happened.
“Come on, senior!!”
“Come on, senior!!”
Zhang Song was already starting to lose his composure.
The cheers from the cheerleaders made his face feel hot. He was a professional track and field athlete, but he lost to an unknown person. How could he bear it?
"No chaos, no chaos! What we're competing against isn't who can run faster, but who can run more laps. What's the point of just 5 laps? The one who perseveres to the end is the winner!"
Supported by this idea, Zhang Song tried his best to maintain the rhythm.
However, after the sixth and seventh laps, when Shen Chuan was already nearly 400 meters ahead of him, Zhang Song was completely defeated.
If this continues, it will not be just a matter of getting ahead by a little bit.
If Chen Chuan gets a lap ahead of him, he will lose all face.
Thinking of this, Zhang Song took a deep breath and suddenly increased his speed.
But he soon discovered something was wrong. Even though he was willing to disrupt his rhythm, he still couldn't close the distance with Chen Chuan.
Even... getting further and further away.
This made him completely confused. This was fucking unreasonable!
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