"Microhorse? Marathon?"

"Love run?"

"Activity?"

"This is not a competition-oriented event, right?"

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

"Fat, you've been running for a few days, but going to run a marathon is a bit too much, right? Don't run into marathon diarrhea!"

The three of them in the dormitory knew that Meng Fan went to the playground twice a day, and they all went to see it separately, but they didn't watch it for too long - who can see it for so long, how hot the weather is - they didn't even know that Meng Fan is now a crazy fat man who can run 20 kilometers a day.

"What kind of competition is it? It's just a charity running event. I focus on participating."

Meng Fan really wants to win the championship in the competition, but he is also very clear that with his current physical fitness and various conditions, even if this is a charity running competition, it is impossible to win the championship. Not to mention the championship, thank God.

What are the other contestants participating in the event?

Meng Fan felt that if it was not good, it was also the level of ordinary running enthusiasts who were speeding up to 6 minutes. Among them, there were definitely many people who could run into 50 minutes in 10 kilometers. There were probably a few little gods who could run into 40 minutes.

I won’t say anything else, Meng Fan can’t even escape Wu Tong.

Meng Fan is still upright in his mindset. It is impossible for him to force himself to win a championship that is not practical at all because of the achievement task of [I am the champion].

I have been running for more than 200 kilometers, so go out and feel the atmosphere.

"Miniature marathons are also marathons. Are you sure you can finish them?"

It is obvious that the three dormitory are even suspicious of the four words "focus on participation".

"If you can't, just leave."

Meng Fan knew that he couldn't tell them clearly, so he responded casually, then changed into sportswear, put on his bag and went out.

"Let's go and have a look!"

"Xiaoxue asked me to go to Qingzhiwu to collect folk songs."

“I have a date today, too.”

"It's okay if Daqiang has a date. Haha, aren't it all night?"

Zhang Zhouxiang forced Xing Tage to chase Meng Fan.

There are many students in the Academy of Fine Arts, and Xing Tage is one of them and the only one in the dormitory 402.

Xing Tage bought a car in his first semester. He hated the high room rates around the Academy of Fine Arts and then bought it at home during the winter vacation.

The family gave him 100,000 yuan to buy a scooter in advance. This guy is good. He bought a Highlander, who had two rows of seats flat in installments, which was as private as a bed.

Xing Tage’s idea is very simple. If I don’t have this function, why should I buy a car?

"One meter for one meter" Love Weima is said to be on the shore of Xizi Lake. In fact, the route is not running around Xizi Lake, but a route from Huanglong Gymnasium to Taiziwan Park.

When Xing Tage drove the Highlander to carry Meng Fan and Zhang Zhouxiang to Huanglong Stadium, it was already past nine o'clock, and Meng Fan had already settled the breakfast.

Meng Fan and Zhang Zhouxiang got out of the car, and Xing Tage went to stop.

“There are so many people!”

There are already many people in the square in front of Huanglong Gymnasium, and most of them have worn special monochrome sports T-shirts sent by the organizer to distinguish contestants and onlookers.

Meng Fan asked, found the place to sign in, took out his mobile phone and scanned it to sign in, and then got his sports T-shirt.

"How big are you wearing?"

The few people who were responsible for delivering clothes at the sign-in were a little confused. They even doubted whether Meng Fan had come to the wrong place.

Really come for running?

Even if it is true, but for this type of body, I am afraid that my clothes are not worth the size!

"You're here."

While these people were in a dilemma, Wu Tong walked over from the other side and said to them, "This is my classmate." As he said that, he pulled out a bag from the bottom of a special cabinet and handed it to Meng Fan, saying, "Is the number you want specifically for you." He looked at Zhang Zhouxiang again and asked with a smile, "Are you Meng Fan's roommate? Have you signed up too?"

"No, no, no." Zhang Zhouxiang waved his hands repeatedly, "Meng Fan said he was going to run a wisp horse. I didn't believe that he was bragging, so let's take a look."

"He is very powerful, and Weima is commonplace for him."

Wu Tong smiled and said, then said to Meng Fan: "I still have some things to be busy with. I will go to find you before the run starts."

Meng Fan is a "first-hand information" for promotion. He naturally has special arrangements and care during his running, especially the special care of the photographer on the event.

After Wu Tong left, Zhang Zhouxiang hit Meng Fan: "You boy, Niu Bi! I said before that running is not related to this beautiful girl in Chinese painting. Now the evidence is conclusive!"

Meng Fan didn't explain, so he laughed and turned to change his clothes. He was somewhat guilty. It was not because of Wu Tong's running, but it was really true when he came here.

After changing his clothes, Meng Fan saw Xing Tage coming from a distance, looked angry and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Xing Tage was still angry: "I encountered a bad pen, and I took a few tricks and drove them randomly. Is it so honking at me? What a bad pen!

Zhang Zhouqiu advised: "What a big deal, don't be angry."

Xing Tage stared at her eyes: "I am angry when I hear the words Didi!"

Zhang Zhouxiang was stunned for a moment: "That's a fucking thing!"

Meng Fan also scolded him for being a terrible thing!

I really felt disgusted, and the system's prompt sounds were forced to change to ding in the morning.

At 9:40, the front of the gymnasium was full of people, basically wearing monochrome sports T-shirts from the organizer, and they looked at it one by one.

"Meng Fan."

Wu Tong walked over and said, "You will be in a higher position at the start, and you will be arranged in the first echelon behind the leading legion."

The leading legion is basically the small gods and great gods concentration camp that can achieve results this time. There are about 30. The organizer starts with the additional timing, while the other runners use a certain Dong app to time.

"good."

Meng Fan nodded and asked, "By the way, can I broadcast live when I run?"

"Live broadcast? Of course!"

Wu Tong, who was broadcasting on Meng Fan, has always been paying attention to what she suggested. She knows that Meng Fan went to outdoor live broadcasts before and knows that the number of people online in his live broadcast room is as high as tens of thousands. The more publicity of such activities, the better. How can there be any reason to disagree?

After asking, Meng Fan took out a live broadcast assist from his bag. The medium-sized form is no different from the ordinary GoPro. He is not afraid of others' feelings if he takes it out. Besides, he is now an anchor with a stable number of online users in the live broadcast room of 20,000. It is reasonable to have a live broadcast tool that is awesome.

He pretended to connect to his phone, opened a certain Dong software and had a face, and the running process displayed by the certain Dong software was hung in the upper left corner of the live broadcast screen.

The title of the live broadcast room is set as: Live broadcast of the WeChat Horse Love Run event.

He sent a message in the group again. Now he knows about the group of water friends in Meng Fan’s live broadcast room. He has three full-time groups of 2,000 people.

Not long after the news was sent, hundreds of people rushed in the live broadcast room, and in a while it broke out.

"Microhorse? Micromarathon?"

"Ten kilometers!"

"Anchor Meng is you running by yourself?"

"Bad! Are the photos I saw in the group yesterday fake?"

"The photos yesterday were visually estimated that Meng anchor had a tonnage of more than 200 years, and could she run ten kilometers?"

"Visiting two hundred? Then you have to go to the ophthalmology department. Meng Pang is at least two hundred and three more!"

"You guys don't know that anchor Meng was running live early one morning. He really ran ten kilometers, but he was a little slower!"

"It's a miracle that this tonnage can run ten kilometers, so why should you have to be fast!"

At this time, most of the fans in the live broadcast room had seen photos posted by Tsuji Ken and others yesterday, and were full of doubts about Meng Fan's going to run a micro horse.

"Anchor, if you have sex, you will reveal your whole body, let us watch you run the whole journey! What is it that you can't see the scene of you running? Who knows if you are running by yourself!"

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

"I'll give one to you when you run 5 kilometers!"
Chapter completed!