Let alone running with an iron ring, even running empty handed, a group of guys may not be able to run past the old man.

Said good old age and physical decline, said good focus on participation?

The vice captain Wen, who was deceived by his young mind, was stunned on the spot, and the circle in his hand also tilted two times powerlessly and fell to the ground.

"Wen peanut! You're running!"

It was Gu Zheng who found out that his teammates were wrong and yelled at Wen peanut in the field, which made the vice captain of the petrochemical react and droop his head... Finish the game.

"Drop! The second group, the players of the senior university team, takes 36 seconds... The urban management team, takes 56 seconds."

Well, the champion of the first group, who was originally ridiculed by vice captain Wen, was one second faster than him.

The dejected captain Wen was surrounded by a group of teammates who cared about him.

"Captain, what's the matter? According to your level, even if you can't run the abnormal old man, it's no problem to be the second in the whole audience?"

Now I can only get a consolation award. I almost didn't even get in the top five.

Vice captain Wen, who was mentioned as sad, looked weakly in the direction of his own master. After seeing the old man with white beard give him a successful thumb, he sighed.

"Well," he said, turning his mouth to the direction of the group of uncles and aunts, and then said the reason for his defeat: "that's the master I always mentioned, the old artist of the overpass. The inheritor of cultural heritage, I learned all my traditional sports from him."

After hearing this explanation, they also suddenly realized that they looked at the past with both scary and admirable eyes and said their last comfort.

"Fortunately, a man of your master's ability didn't join the ranks of peddlers."

"If he set up a stall on the street, according to our current business level, there must be no way to take him."

When they finished saying this, they took a dark look at Gu Zheng, but flattered and added, "but if you meet captain Gu, it's hard to say who will win."

After all, it's the pursuit of a long war. It's hard to say who wins and who loses when a marathon champion chases an old man.

Hearing everyone's comments, vice captain Wen's waist was more bent. He hung his head and returned to: "so, how do you think I know this old man?"

"It's not that he started to set up a stall in the street before he put a stick on the overpass in my area."

"Otherwise, you think I'm a captain of the urban management team. I'm full and idle, and I specialize in learning this?"

When vice captain Wen said so, everyone suddenly realized.

That's right. Just say, where do they come from for leisure and entertainment.

While the people were thinking about how to comfort the injured heart of vice captain Wen, Gu Zheng, who had something to say, gave him the final critical blow.

"Ah, if so, it makes sense. Wen Huasheng, let me tell you some bad news?"

"I saw it when I went to sign up for the two person three legged competition just now. The old man, like you, reported for the Diabolo shaking competition."

"What!"

Hearing Gu Zheng's words, vice captain Wen was as bad as a bolt from the blue.

Trembling, he took out the set of diabolos given to him by his master from his backpack and looked at the position of the old man with white beard again.

Unfortunately, as like as two peas, the master of his own family also showed off the next game with a beautiful mother. The same thing was done with the same as the vice captain of the Chinese chess.

"Ah!" a scream!

"It's over. Heaven will kill me! Heaven is unfair!"

Since then, vice captain Wen never said a word and went to complete his project at low pressure throughout the whole process.

I don't know whether it was influenced by the team leader or whether the urban management team members were not proficient in these projects. In the remaining individual items, all people lost their level more or less.

This schedule has reached the last few projects. The whole urban management team still maintains a bald state, and none of them has achieved anything.

This made the leaders representing the phalanx on the podium, including the leaders of other systems with a very delicate relationship with director Li, laugh.

"I said, Li Jianguo, your team is too weak."

"Netizens on the network joked that you can conquer the whole earth only by keeping the urban management team. Now, you are pressed by a group of old men. It's hard to feel!"

The speaker was Zhou Jiancheng, who had not dealt with Li Jianguo since childhood. He became a soldier in the same year and changed his career in the same year. One went to the traffic police system and the other to the urban management brigade. No one can see anyone's model.

If Zhou Jiancheng said so on weekdays, director Li would have to rise up and resist. In the end, it turned into a scuffle. But today, Zhou Jiancheng's lips were broken, but Li Jianguo still smiled and didn't respond at all. He just looked at the direction of Gu Zheng under the stage and sat on the stage like an old Buddha, Half of it didn't move.

"Yo? Your hope lies in this versatile person? Don't say it. The young man is very energetic. He's really inferior in urban management."

"But Lao Li, I want to remind you that this staff sports meeting is not the marathon that your love will be good at."

"No, look at the events he reported, the two person three legged competition. It seems that they are all speed racing events, but it is also different."

"What's the use of running alone? It still depends on the cooperation."

Speaking of this, director Zhou put up a shed in front of his family. After watching the composition of the players in the game, he was happy: "Hey, hey, people in our two systems really have fate."

"You see, the boys of our traffic police detachment are next to your man Gu Zheng."

"Hahaha, why don't you coordinate yourself? Why did Gu Zheng choose such a player!"

Until this week, the director used his eagle's eyes, which had issued a ticket for 20 years, and he was happy.

Beside Gu Zheng stood a fat man with a tonnage of at least 200 kg. He was snoring and squatting down, like serving the uncle, and tied a rope to captain Gu and his ankle.

Seeing this, director Zhou looked at the combination of two capable traffic police boys on the runway next to Gu Zheng. His mouth really couldn't close.

Today, I can finally beat Li Jianguo. Let him see. His favorite general is just the... Defeated general of the traffic police team led by his Zhou Bureau.

After hearing what Zhou Jiancheng said, director Li finally had an expression on his calm face. Worry and doubt flashed by, but his face returned to a calm state again because of his inexplicable trust in Gu Zheng.

"There's a lot of nonsense. After all, those who issue tickets will be beaten if they don't explain more. I know your difficulties, but no one here needs you to serve the people like a spring breeze. Let's look at the results honestly."

Hearing director Li's words, director Zhou next to him was angry and happy.

"OK, Li Jianguo, your hard spoken virtue hasn't changed at all. Let's see how your love will win under such circumstances."

Director Zhou, who was lucky, turned his eyes to the audience. His fierce eyes were as angry as if there had been a serious series of accidents.

And the whistle that symbolized the beginning of the game also sounded.

"Drop!"

"Start!"

As the whistle fell, the people under the stage started in their happy... One, two, one, two.

As expected, the younger and capable traffic police players took advantage of their bodies and achieved a temporary lead.

As for Gu Zheng, who is not valued by the public?

Now he is moving forward in the last position with his 200 kg teammate.