Chapter 137

Xia Qingyu looks thin and small. Although Gu Zhun has been appointed as the representative of Chinese class, she seems to have no sense of existence.

Even cloud painting is very surprised, four circles is 3200 meters, now the fifth circle, Xia Qingyu is still gripping his teeth!

Looking at Xia Qingyu, cloud painting will know that he has done the right thing.

Very tired, really tired.

The sixth lap.

The seventh lap.

Circle 8

Xia Qingyu finally fell behind, standing on his back and panting.

At this point, there are only three people left.

Cloud painting, Han Fangzhou, Zhan Shibang!

Yunhua only felt that her legs were filled with lead. Every time she lifted her feet, it was like a heavy weight on her feet. Let alone the fire in her lungs, she knew that she couldn't breathe with her mouth open for long-distance running, but if she didn't open her mouth to breathe, she felt that she was going to suffocate completely!

However, every time she took a breath, she felt the pain in her respiratory tract and lungs.

But, she still insists!

On the ninth lap, Zhan Shibang also fell behind. He was so tired that he fell to the ground. Gu Zhun quickly instructed his classmates to help Zhan Shibang up and help him walk slowly.

At the beginning, they all looked relaxed, as if they were playing in class 15. Now, looking at the two people on the playground track who were already wet but still insisted on running, all of them were silent!

All people's eyes are fixed on those two people.

It's the tenth lap. After this lap, it's ten thousand meters!

Ten thousand meters!

During this period, after class, the key class and the ordinary class of students also came to watch, one by one to inquire about what it was doing, but usually the most chattering class 15 students, at the moment all silent!

Their hearts are all tied to the two men on the track!

Lap 11, really tired.

Yun Hua felt that his legs couldn't be lifted. The swing of his arms became smaller and smaller, but his breathing became more and more rapid. His throat was burning and his lungs were pricked with needles

She didn't look at Han Fangzhou not far away, did not look at 15 class students standing at the starting point. She gritted her teeth and continued to run forward step by step, even though her speed was not much faster than that of normal people!

15 laps, 12000 meters.

Yunhua fell down!

At the moment of Yunhua's fall, everyone's heart in class 15 jumped in an instant, and even several students couldn't help running to the place where Yunhua fell down!

Can not wait for them to run past, cloud painting has been standing up!

Keep running!

She won't lose.

She will never admit defeat!

On her knee, the tender meat from the last fall had a close contact with the rough track again. Blood flowed from the wound and wound down her leg.

Cloud painting can not feel pain at all. People will not feel pain when they are exhausted to the extreme. The pain of the wound can't compare with the feeling of hypoxia in the lung. Obviously, he opened his mouth and breathed quickly, but he still felt suffocated

She has surpassed Han Fangzhou again!

Just ten meters after she passed Han Fangzhou, Han Fangzhou stopped.

"Enough, stop. I give up! " Han Fangzhou clenched his fist, "I can't run!"

Yunhua stopped slowly and looked back at Han Fangzhou: "you don't need to release water."

Han Fangzhou's voice was very cold: "less narcissism, what can I do to you! My legs are shaking. You can't see it. I don't want to throw myself into the ground like a fat man and a condom. Even if I lose, I have to stand and lose! "

Yun Hua tightly pursed her lips and took a look at Han Fangzhou. She and Han Fangzhou walked towards the starting point step by step.

And Gu Zhun has a face of worry with all the students in class 15 to catch up.

"It's OK. Is there anything wrong? Drink some water, drink a little, don't worry... " Gu Zhun was very worried.

Without professional training, suddenly running like this may cause sudden cardiac death!

Han Fangzhou glanced at all the people in class 15. His voice was low and hoarse but serious: "I lost, class 15 lost. Later, but usually in class 15, everyone must listen to cloud painting! Some people are against me, Han Fangzhou! Want to roll, now immediately roll, after today Who dares to make trouble for cloud painting? I, Han Fangzhou, will be the first to let him off! "

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