Bei Jun, who was so tired that he took a breath, took a piece of egg pudding that Gu Zheng had never eaten, and threw it into his mouth. In an instant, he was conquered by the strong taste of egg and milk.

It's dangerous. Don't let the idol know what he missed. I'd better hurry up.

Gu Zheng, who was inspired by the invitation to dinner, brought great pressure to his brothers in Africa after SA Yazi went crazy.

A kind of oppressive feeling that you are faster than you, you speed up and he is more terrible than you are, is emerging in this square.

Because of the extraordinary performance of the national team, the players who have been falling at the end of the team found that the frequency of the whole team has accelerated.

"Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo hoo

"Asshole! Fight with them. As long as we bite the team and control the rhythm, we can improve the domestic marathon record by a few points."

"Go! Bite your teeth!"

What they don't know is that their strange teammate brought all this.

He ran on the outermost side of the team, his arms swinging in a particularly rhythmic way, looked at the flowers and plants on the roadside, and entered the best competitive state early.

One after another, he surpassed his African brother countries, with a pleasant and friendly smile, running towards the finish line of the Tokyo Tower in the wind.

"Oh! Betta really didn't deceive us. Look at his idol. Is he a man named Zheng? He's so fast now!"

Director tie, who was anxiously waiting for the results at the command center at the end of the line, saw Gu Zheng's figure in the live camera of the Japanese TV station with the light of the Chinese team leader.

The picture broadcast on TV is very clear, accompanied by a series of unclear Japanese explanations, followed by the most wonderful introduction of the athletes belonging to the first square.

Among them, the Asian faces that were suddenly killed were also introduced by Japanese local television reporters with a very excited voice.

"The player who closely follows behind the Tanzanian player is Gu Zheng from China."

"Oh, the situation on the field has changed in an instant, and my commentary should also change. It is more than the Asian athletes behind the Tanzanian athletes and the Kenyan athletes."

The Japanese man with small glasses, just after explaining this sentence, saw that the picture in the camera lens had changed again.

In a more exaggerated tone than just now, he raised his pitch by three points and continued to correct: "God, my explanation can't keep up with the rapidly changing situation on the court."

"Today's players, like the last madness, actually have a fierce scene in the medium and short distance race that you compete with me."

"The ranking change on the field is also changing rapidly."

"But there is only one phenomenon that has not changed, that is, among the top Fangzheng with only eight players left, Gu Zheng from Asia, whose ranking has been rising steadily."

"He not only stood out from the fierce competition and elimination process just now, but also did not lose his will by the strong African team. On the contrary, he won in the end, withstood various pressures and became the top man in the final stage."

"According to the rules of the Tokyo Marathon, Gu Zheng, who is now ranked sixth, is very likely to win the Champion Award of the Tokyo Marathon."

"This is the only time that Japanese athletes have won the championship since 2006. It is the Asian player who is most likely to win the East Malaysia championship."

"In today's middle and long distance race dominated by more and more powerful African players, Gu Zheng from Asia, come on!"

Because of the appearance of this Oriental face, the Tokyo citizens on both sides around the finish line could not help the silence at the beginning. One by one, they shouted their small fans and small colored flags to cheer up for the only yellow skin in the field.

"Come on!"

But for all this, the Chinese team leader, who thought more deeply than the commentator, noticed that at the end of the first square, there were still members of the Chinese team.

His heart was filled with excitement.

Unexpectedly, the power of an example can still have such an effect.

At this time, the leader of the national team was also jealous that director tie could get such an excellent player.

Instead, he hugged the iron director next to him and cheered happily.

"Oh, dear, old fellow iron, it's really my lucky star. How many years has it been since then, our athletes haven't achieved such a success in the East."

"This is a great training for our marathon world championships, I thank you, old fellow!"

"See, Zhang Qiang has reached the top ten. Although there is still uncertainty in the final section, I am very pleased to be able to achieve such results at this stage."

"You said, by Gu Zheng's mixing, whether the performance can be improved this time, I think it can be greatly improved compared with the performance in the Beijing marathon."

The old iron old fellow, who was very disliked, pushed the coach of the national team, because he had a slight breath of mouth in the evening, but he confidently told his old friend: "you can watch the broadcast slowly. In my experience, the second half is Gu Gong's final moment."

With that, he kept the old God's noble demeanor and continued to wait for the grand occasion in the field under the worship of the staff who came with the team.

Gu Zheng on the competition field did not disappoint the relevant personnel inside and outside the field.

He wore a smile that looked very evil to his brothers in Africa, so he used his eyes to convey the respect of every player he surpassed in the past.

Gu Zheng: come on! You are the slowest!

Yes, I passed again.

At this time, when the three front-end players habitually turn their heads and look back at each other's distance, they see a man with this smile following them behind them.

"Ma, punch in!"

Who knows what he said. In a word, it was surprised, frightened and unbelievable.

The players belonging to the three African brotherly countries also felt the helplessness under non-human oppression for the first time.

Running around the corner, the Tokyo TV Tower is close at hand.

The remaining distance of less than three kilometers is the only sprint time for long-distance runners.

The man behind them, as if at this time, no longer hid himself, used his full strength and ran towards the finish line.

He made the distance between himself and the first phalanx bigger and bigger, which made the three athletes in front of him feel desperate.

Who is the original ecology running on the prairie?

Is the pressure on Chinese people's survival so great these days? Those of us who just want to earn some money to live, do we have to fight so hard now?

no Men can never be weak, brothers, go!

But the premise of Chong is that you want to see other people's tails, but what about Gu Zheng's people?

People have already run a hundred meters away, and use their physical advantages to throw away more and more, reaching a desperate trend.

But the passing cars and the patrol team who followed in front were excited.

The aerial camera in the sky carefully recorded the face of this handsome and very serious Chinese.

His name is Gu Zheng. He makes money for himself.

The on-site commentator on one side perfectly expressed Japan's heroism worship in the language of saliva flying encouragement.

"God, Gu Zheng is now far ahead of other players, and this gap is being widened by his high-speed sprint. Now there are only the last 500 meters left at his feet."

"This is a moment to witness a miracle, but the time in the timepiece in my hand is only about two hours and five minutes."

"Does it mean that the new record of the Tokyo Marathon will be broken at this moment?"

"As a local reporter, will I record this exciting moment?"

"All this should be carried by Gu Zheng. He is the pride of our Asians and the pride of all participants in the Tokyo Marathon."

"God, Gu Zheng accelerated. In the last time, he was still accelerating. He was like a small electric motor that didn't know he was tired. He wrote a wonderful scene for the Tokyo Marathon with inhuman physical strength."

With the water on the interview microphone, Gu Zheng, who was getting closer and closer to the finish line, crossed the line under the attention of everyone.

The timer of the Organizing Committee on one side made a short pause record in this node.

A fixed time on the electronic instrument is displayed in front of all relevant personnel.

02:05:33。

This is a best result that has broken the highest record of dongma and is infinitely close to the Olympic Games and world records.

The smile on the faces of the organizers of the organizing committee, the sports office of Japan, was half joy and half depression.

In the middle of this year, they took out a very high bonus to encourage the participation of local professional marathon athletes, and promised that if Japanese local athletes won the championship of the conference, they would get an independent bonus from the country this time.

But now the results have been clearly shown. At least this year, they will have no chance of the huge reward of nearly 100 million yuan.

The staff on the record desk can show annoyance, but the staff serving after the game can't be half slack.

They kept the most polite Japanese smile, attentively handed Gu Zheng a big bath towel for shading and absorbing sweat, and sent cool and thirst quenching mineral water.

Lead Gu Zheng to the post game testing room where only professional athletes need to go.

That's the routine doping test room.