Chapter 61

"Micro marathon? Marathon?"

"Love running?"

"Activity?"

"This will not be a competitive activity, will it?"

"Brother, are you going to play soy sauce or really go to the game?"

"Fat, you've run for a few days, but running a marathon is a little too much, isn't it? Don't run like a horse!"

The three people in the dormitory all knew that Meng fan went to the playground to run twice a day, and they all went to see it separately, but they didn't see it for too long - who's free to watch it for hours and hot days - they didn't know that Meng fan was now a crazy fat man who could run 20 kilometers a day.

"What race is it? It's just a public service running activity. I focus on participating."

Meng fan really wants to win the championship, but he also knows that with his current physical fitness and all aspects of conditions, even if this is a public welfare running competition, it is impossible to win the championship, let alone the championship. Thank goodness not to fall behind.

What is the level of other contestants participating in the event?

Meng fan believes that if things go badly, it is also the level of the 6-minute pace of ordinary runners. Among them, there are certainly not a few who can run for 50 minutes in 10 kilometers, and it is estimated that there will be a few gods who can run for 40 minutes.

Don't say anything else, Meng fan can't even run away from Wu Tong.

Meng fan's mentality is still correct. It's impossible for him to really force himself to win an unrealistic champion because of the achievement task of [I'm the champion].

I've run more than 200 kilometers. Go out and feel the atmosphere.

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

Obviously, the three bedrooms are suspicious even of the word "participation".

"If you can't, just leave."

Meng fan knew that he couldn't tell them clearly, so he dealt with it casually, then put on his sportswear, wrapped his back and went out of the door.

"Let's go and have a look!"

"Xiaoxue asked me to go to qingzhiwu to collect wind."

"I also have an appointment today."

"It's ok if Daqiang has a date. Isn't your date all at night?"

Around Zhang, Xing Tange was forced to catch up with Meng fan.

There are many students with cars in the Academy of fine arts. Xing tage is also one of them and the only one in dormitory 402.

Xing tage bought a car in his freshman semester. He bought it during a winter vacation after he hated the high room rates around the Academy of fine arts.

The family gave him 100000 yuan to buy a scooter in advance. This guy is good. He took the money to buy a highly private Highlander with two rows of seats flat, which can be comparable to a bed.

Xing tage's idea is very simple. Why would I buy a car without this function!

The "one meter for one meter" love micro horse is said to be on the Bank of Xizi lake. In fact, the route is not running around Xizi lake, but a route from Huanglong stadium to Taiziwan park.

It was already more than nine o'clock when Xing tage drove hanlanda to Huanglong gymnasium with Meng fan and Zhang Weiwei. Meng fan also had breakfast.

Meng fan and Zhang Wai got out of the car, and Xing tage went to stop.

"There are so many people!"

There are already many people on the square in front of Huanglong stadium, most of whom have put on special monochrome sports T-shirts issued by the organizers to distinguish between players and onlookers.

Meng fan asked, found the sign in place, took out his mobile phone, scanned it for sign in, and then received a sports T-shirt.

"How big are you?"

Several people in charge of distributing clothes at the check-in office were confused. They even doubted whether Meng fan had come to the wrong place.

Are you really here to run?

Even if it's true, but this type of body, I'm afraid the clothes don't have a size!

"Here you are."

When these people were embarrassed, Wu Tong came over from the other side and said to them, "this is my classmate." Then he took out a bag from the bottom of a special cabinet, handed it to Meng fan, and said, "here is the number you want." Looking around Zhang again, he smiled and asked, "are you Meng fan's roommate? Have you signed up?"

"No, no, No." Zhang waved around repeatedly, "Meng Fan said he would come to run a micro horse. I don't believe it. I thought he was bragging, so come and have a look."

"He's very good. Weima is a routine for him."

Wu Tong said with a smile, and then said to Meng fan, "I still have some things to do. I'll find you before I start running."

Meng fan is the "first-hand information" publicized. Naturally, there are special arrangements and care during the running, especially the special care of the photographer of the event party.

After Wu Tong left, Zhang surrounding hehe bumped Meng fan: "you are an awesome boy! I said before that running is not related to this beautiful girl in traditional Chinese painting. Is this evidence conclusive!"

Meng fan didn't explain, so he laughed and went to change his clothes. He was more or less guilty. I didn't run because of Wu Tong, but I really came here.

After changing his clothes, Meng fan saw Xing tage coming from a distance. His face was angry and he asked curiously, "what's the matter?"

Xing tage was still angry: "when I met a bad pen, I took a blind few pieces of the road. Why did I blow the horn at me? Didi, Didi, Didi, Didi!"

"It's a big deal," Zhang advised, "don't be angry, don't be angry."

Xing tage stared: "I'm angry when I hear the word didi!"

Zhang surrounding was stunned for a moment: "that's Decao special!"

Meng fan also scolded a funny thing!

I really feel sick. The prompt sound of the system was forcibly changed to Ding by him in the morning.

At 9:40, the front of the stadium was full of people, basically wearing the monochrome sports T-shirts of the organizers, looking over one by one.

"Meng fan."

Wu Tong came over and said, "the starting position you will wait for will be relatively front, arranged in the first tier behind the leading Legion."

The leading Legion is basically the little God and great God concentration camp where the micro horse can achieve results this time. There are about 30 or so. They start with the organizer for extra timing, and other runners use a Dong app to time themselves.

"OK."

Meng fan nodded and asked, "by the way, can I broadcast live when I run?"

"Live broadcast? Of course!"

Wu Tong, the live broadcast of Meng fan, proposed it. She has always been paying attention to it. She knows that Meng fan went to the outdoor live broadcast to draw pictures before, and that the number of online people in his live studio is as high as tens of thousands. The more publicity this activity is, the better. There is no reason to disagree.

After asking, Meng fan took out the live broadcast assistant from his bag. The medium-sized form and size are no different from ordinary GoPro, and he is not afraid of what others will think if he took it out. Besides, at least he is now the anchor with a stable online number of 20000 in the live broadcast room, and there is a better live broadcast tool.

Pretending to connect to the mobile phone, I turned on a Dong software, and specifically hung the running process displayed by a Dong software in the upper left corner of the live broadcast screen.

The title of the live broadcast room is set as: live broadcast of wechat love run.

Then he sent a message in the group. Now, in the Shuiyou group in Meng fan's live studio, he knows three groups of 2000 people who are full.

Not long after the news was sent, hundreds of people poured into the live broadcasting room, and in a while it broke through thousands.

"Micro marathon? Micro marathon?"

"Ten kilometers, wipe!"

"Host Meng, are you running by yourself?"

"Bullshit! Was the photo I saw in the group yesterday fake?"

"According to the photos taken yesterday, Meng anchor's tonnage is more than 200, and he can run ten kilometers?"

"Visual examination of 200? Then you have to see the eye department. Meng Pang is at least 230!"

"I'm afraid you don't know that anchor Meng ran live one morning. He really ran ten kilometers, but it was a little slower!"

"It's a miracle that this tonnage of weight can run ten kilometers. What's faster!"

At this time, most of the water friends in the live broadcast room have seen the photos sent by Pang Shaonian and others yesterday, and they are full of doubts about Meng fan's running micro horse.

"Anchor, show yourself if you have seed. Let's watch you finish the whole race! What's it like not seeing you running? Who knows if you're running!"

"You don't have to run the whole distance! Just shoot the whole body to run 3 kilometers, and then I will give a c-position halo every 1 kilometer!"

"I'll give one away when I run five kilometers!"