As old as 70 year olds and aunts, as young as children who have just started primary school.

And more are the backbone like Gu Zheng. They come from various departments of the capital municipal administration, civil affairs, sanitation, management and fire control.

Many related enterprises, institutions and individuals were also invited to participate in the competition.

Although everyone is like Gu Zheng and belongs to the group that rushed to the shelves, they can't stand the momentum of this event. In the past, some related departments are unwilling to lose their own prestige in front of relevant units.

In this way, each system has its own assembly point, and buses that provide rest and services for all units are lined up in a long line.

In addition, unified clothing is one of the highlights. Each unit also spent a lot of effort in making sportswear.

Take Gu Zheng's urban management system for example. What he got from the chubby and smiling team leader is a very urban management characteristic... Mouse gray, short sleeved sportswear.

ADI's logo is still printed on it. Gu Zheng, who wears it, doubts its authenticity.

However, he could not help thinking about this chaotic situation.

Because he found that in the urban management system, the contestants sent by each division were strong and healthy young men with a face of flesh.

And their leader, unexpectedly, is still a person with ideas and goals.

His goal this time is not to finish the whole race without success, but to achieve a good result in this competition.

To complete the first collective organizational task assigned to him by his leadership.

As Gu Zheng, he was speechless, but the brothers sent to dinglei by various sub districts around him were very serious.

They are all pure water figures with developed limbs and simple mind. Under the three or two sentences of this chubby smiling tiger, he even rolled his arms and sleeves to start the preparatory exercise.

Look at that posture. I'm going to win the top honor among these thousands of people.

Gu Zheng, who was with these people with low IQ, subconsciously moved aside. At this time, the fat smiling tiger had pointed to the college buses that had just arrived at the scene.

"Comrades, look! These are your biggest competitors in this competition, contestants from major universities."

"Like this, major universities, especially physical education institutions, are willing to participate in competitions with complete facilities, safety and moderate distance."

"It can not only enable students to increase competition experience, but also win a valuable bonus for their students if they are lucky."

"Of course, we should not be empty. The strongest opponent is the athlete at the provincial team level."

"We still have a chance to compete with them in the first half of the journey."

"Your task is also very clear. Try to stay in the first team of the marathon for a long time."

"When the TV interview video truck passes by, we must maintain a good moral style."

"Keep a smiling expression and a positive attitude in front of the camera."

"When appropriate, I allow you to shout slogans. For example, you, me and him in urban management. Everyone has a responsibility to rely on everyone. You can play freely!"

Originally, this is the ultimate goal of the smiling tiger.

He managed to lead the team once. How can he show his face in front of Beijing TV station and even the journalists sent by ccv5.

Otherwise, this majestic sportswear, which is very similar to the urban management clothing, will not be made in vain?

Gu Zheng was relieved to know the leader's purpose. Fortunately, there are no personal grievances here. He just needs to take the number plate and mingle with it?

After Gu Zheng hung the number plate of 01588 on his body, he felt he wanted more.

Their originally orderly team was submerged in the tide of people as soon as they entered the starting point.

It's impossible to tell who is who.

The citizens with small fans, pancakes and soybean milk around them seem not to be waiting for the starting gun to ring, but to be as comfortable as visiting the vegetable market in the morning.

In this environment, who can control which system you are?

Unless you make a big deal in the middle, you can only be submerged by the rolling wave of citizens.

Gu Zheng, who was finally down-to-earth, waited for the starting gun when the sun rose, stood in a position of no front and no back, and waited very quietly for the rows of people in front of him to start one by one.

When he really ran out, the first square that took the lead had already run out for as long as three minutes.

White pigeons were released in the sky to enhance the effect. The balloons in front of the departure platform were released to the sky after all the citizens left.

Gu Zheng was the only one running silently in the bustling crowd around. He planned to use today's last memory to remember his life without regret.

Then in the corner of the heart, open up a small space and seal it up.

Perhaps when he was old, sitting on the rattan rocking chair and turning over the old photos belonging to the track of his life, he would recall carefully the sweetness he had experienced at that time.

Gu Zheng, who fell into his own thoughts, kept the same pace under his feet as when he was a rickshaw driver, and went forward at a slow and uniform speed.

At the beginning, the marathon runners were holding their breath, and the flow of people in the big army also gave them an atmosphere of mutual encouragement.

However, Gu Zheng is the only one who does not slow down because of the fatigue around him, nor will he change his frequency because of the sudden sprint of the people around him.

He ran in silence, but inadvertently, he exceeded the second square he was in, and gradually pulled away from the first square to lead the speed and make achievements. The tail of the first square approached.

At this time, Gu Zheng did not attract too many people's attention. He was a young and strong contestant. It is not surprising that he could keep up with the pace of professional players in a short period of time.

However, after more than 20 minutes of the race, the reporter car of six sets of TV stations in Beijing, who followed behind the first phalanx and broadcast the marathon live, became interested in the young man who suddenly appeared at the rear of the team.

The reporter in charge of the live broadcast sitting on the mobile reporter station is a newcomer to the sports channel that has just become a regular in the TV station.

After observing the real-time lens of the cameraman in the reporter's car, he suddenly said: "Alas, photographer Gao, can you see when the man in the lens began to follow our team?"

Reminded by the reporter XiaoCong, the photographer who is still changing the lens and taking a big scene quickly pulls the lens away and focuses on a lonely running figure in the middle of the first square array and the second square array.

"Alas? When did such a man come out? Let me see."

Photographers also find it very interesting. Generally, the contestants of the first team can tell what they do at a glance.

The dark and strong muscles, the full set of professional running equipment armed to teeth, plus the names of their respective schools and teams.

Some are a little famous, with advertisements from some sponsor manufacturers pasted on their sports vests.

These people are sports at first sight.

The people in the second team have been thrown far away by the people in front. Of course, there are several capable people who run long every day, but their speed and how to catch up are far from the people in front.

According to the current trend, with the extension of the marathon, the distance and achievements of the two teams will be greater and greater.

But the man running between the two teams is not.

He behaved too strangely.

When the photographer pushed the lens to the panoramic lens of only him, these journalists who often engage in sports shooting found Gu Zheng's special.

At this time, his face was not red and his heart did not jump. There was only a thin layer of sweat on his head, and there was no fatigue at all.

The most terrible thing is that this person can be judged from the figures accidentally photographed several times in the playback lens they just tuned out. From the beginning, he kept moving forward at the same speed, and there was no sign of slowing down.

This is why he can stand out from the second team and gradually narrow the gap with the first team. Now, he is about to enter the small tail of the first team.

"This is amazing! Only professional athletes can achieve this competitive state."

"Lao Gao, you are well-informed. Do you recognize who is playing with us on purpose?"

The photographer asked was also very depressed: "I don't know. I'll pull closer and let's see the details."

"Alas, the clothes he wears show up. Why do I look so familiar? Alas! There are words on it. It's easy to do. Let me have a look."

"Capital urban management joint team..."

"I'll go! It's the contestants from the relevant community units invited to the marathon! I said that the color and style of the sportswear look so familiar."

"Isn't this a revised gray and blue mouse skin uniform!"

"Bang"

The van bumped when it passed a manhole cover, but the people on the bus didn't notice it at all.

Because they have been deeply shocked by this person's true identity.

"Hahaha, that's nothing to be surprised. After all, the work of urban management comrades is also closely related to running."

"Look at the tail of the first team. Did you follow two urban management comrades at the beginning?"

"They run together with a small team of armed police officers and soldiers, which is very harmonious."

Unfortunately, the reason that reporter XiaoCong was looking for was not tenable in an instant, because at this time, when it was close to half an hour's race distance, the leaders in front began to accelerate gradually.

In the marathon, the middle half of the race is the most difficult period. The gradually hot air, the hunger and thirst of water shortage, and the physical limit are coming, which makes it difficult for some athletes with poor competitive status to survive.

But this is also the best time to widen the distance between yourself and other competitors.

Having such an opportunity to minimize the competitors around them is what these professional athletes will do.

Just as the voice of XiaoCong fell, the effect of uniform acceleration of the first square array was reflected. Those amateurs who struggled to follow at the end of the team began to be separated from each other in an instant, and those waiting for these single people were no longer with the people of the first square array.

At this time, the only two urban management young adults left in the reporter's mouth were thrown out of the distance of hundreds of meters in an instant, and there was a trend of pulling farther and farther.

"Alas, whether it's an amateur contestant, it's not enough to rely on good physical strength."

When XiaoCong was feeling, the photographer Gao next to him poked him with his finger: "Hey! Look at the camera!"

Then Comrade Xiao Cong found that the very special urban management personnel in the camera still followed him with big strides when the first team accelerated.

I saw Gu Zheng at this time, his steps were fast, and his steps were as big as flying.

Although his legs were running and his arms were swinging regularly, the expression on his face seemed not to be on the game at all.

Because on his face, he was confused, suddenly confused, confused and laughing.

Such a complex emotion is hard to understand, but it can make people who pay attention to him understand that the comrade's mind is completely not on this competition.

His body is just following the frequency of the people in front and adjusting automatically.

Then Gu Zheng's behavior further proved the speculation of the people in the reporter's car. He even caught up with the pulled down urban management team members, armed police members and several professional athletes in bad condition, and plunged into the center of the first team.

Looking at this trend, people adapt very well in it. They run as fast as others run. They don't even take a taxi.

Oh, that's interesting.

Thinking of this, the reporter opened the interview microphone in front of his chest and began his temporary broadcasting after a few simple auditions.

"Dear viewers, this is the spring community round the city marathon broadcast live for you on Channel 6 of Beijing TV."

"As you can see from the camera, the race is centered around the moat that Beijing citizens are very familiar with."

"Now, we have reached the half stage of the competition. We can see that the players of the first square have far ahead of the second square composed of ordinary citizens and reached the first turn of the river bank."

"As an accompanying reporter, I found an interesting phenomenon. I believe the audience in front of the TV must be as interested as me."

As Xiao Cong's words fell, the photographer pushed the camera directly to Gu Zheng's direction.

"You can see, is there a familiar figure in the middle of the first square?"

"Yes, this is the city managers who make us beijing urbanites love and hate."

"He is now closely following a group of professional athletes, maintaining a reasonable speed and moving hand in hand with the rest of the first team."

"How many people are generally pleased to see here? This shows that the relevant departments of our city are not simply perfunctory in serving the citizens."

"They really put the first needs of citizens into reality."

"The most ordinary urban management personnel have such good professional quality, so why worry about our imperfect urban construction and the lack of protection of our citizens' rights?"

"Please applaud the unknown urban management personnel in the camera and encourage the spirit of the athletes he shows."

"Come on! Young man of the urban management unit!"

When Xiao Cong finished broadcasting the live broadcast with an excited voice, Lao Gao, who was in charge of photography, gave him a thumbs up.

I'll go. If you don't go to the social channel or the life channel, you'll be inferior.