5 minutes and 48 seconds!

This is the result of Meng Fan's crazy sprint in the last kilometer.

This result is very good.

It is definitely Meng Fan's highest pace so far.

Putting it on him, coupled with the high-intensity consumption that has been running 9 kilometers, even drinking two bottles of sports drinks and four energy glue is still a proud achievement.

In the competitive state, Meng Fan's full strength under his current physical fitness was squeezed out.

Of course, even with this pace, Meng Fan did not end up running into the 60-minute mark.

Ten kilometers, 1 hour and 24 seconds!

This is Meng Fan's final result, and naturally everyone in the live broadcast room can see it.

"I almost ran into an hour, what a pity!"

"It's a pity, but I'm really awesome!"

"At the beginning, the speed of six minutes per kilometer was already shocked. I didn't expect it to be so strong later!"

"As a person who often has half a horse, Boss Meng's physical fitness distribution is definitely at the artist level!"

"I really didn't expect that anchor Meng was such a long-lasting man!"

"Meng Pang's physical energy consumption for running ten kilometers should be twice or more than three times that of ordinary people, right?"

"When you look back from 16 to 17 or even 18, you will know how much physical condition is getting worse!"

"By the way, anchor Meng's body runs like this and is still playing sprinting. Can the body bear it?"

A stone caused a thousand layers of waves, and the person who was finally attracted by the attention of the sculptor immediately remembered the silly commentator.

And this silly commentator finally picked up his phone after straightening the donkey. If it was a few seconds later, God would know if his life was in danger.

After picking up the phone, Zhang Zhou didn't care about the little donkey and the railing being hit, nor did he care where the camera was aimed, so he quickly ran towards Meng Fan.

He was also worried about Meng Fan.

The people at the end were watching Meng Fan from afar. If they wanted to get close, they were persuaded to retreat by the eyes of the four or five great gods to ensure the air circulation. Meng Fan was basically a patient, but not long after, the medical team from the organizer came.

More than 200 kilograms, I almost ran into 60 minutes for ten kilometers, and I even made a sprint in the last journey!

This makes the organizer worry!

The medical team was preparing for the medical team to worry about something, and Meng Fan obviously had a very high probability of something happening.

"That, my brothers, I want to lie down for a while."

Meng Fan was forced to continue walking by four or five great gods. To be honest, he was basically lying on these great gods. Fortunately, these great gods are not comparable to ordinary people, otherwise they would be able to move.

"no!"

Several great gods refused in unison, and then looked at Meng Fan with surprise. His voice was quite powerful and his breathing seemed to be much smoother.

"Then let me walk around myself?"

I was still uncomfortable if I was carried away too much.

"Then you have to be careful."

A big brother with long legs gave a gentle gesture, and then signaled that everyone else would let go of his hands. However, he didn't walk far away, and he still stood at Meng Fan's close distance, half-holding his hands, ready to hug Meng Fan who would fall at any time.

Seeing this, the people in the medical team could only stand by and wait for a while, and wait until Meng Fan walked smoothly before helping to check his health.

Most of the others were taking photos. After two or three minutes, they slowly moved their phones to other directions.

The photographers who were able to achieve the photography team basically paid attention to Meng Fan.

The micro horses are still continuing, and people have reached the finish line one after another.

Two minutes later, Meng Fan began to stretch, and the worried people around him breathed a sigh of relief, just as soon as they recovered.

"Brother, you are so awesome!"

The great god with gentle eyes insisted that the medical team perform a simple blood pressure and other examination on Meng Fan. Seeing that everything belongs to the normal range, or even the normal range, and does not have any health problems caused by weight, I was very impressed. Then I transferred to Meng Fan's running grades and couldn't help but give me a thumbs up.

However, the following words made Meng Fan feel a little uncomfortable: "I just helped you and weighed it. You have to have two hundred, thirty-seven or eight?"

Meng Fan suddenly felt uncomfortable being over the floor scale and quickly denied it: "I have never been worth it after one hundred and ninety-nine years. I think it's less than two hundred."

The great god was amused and felt that he was a little too embarrassed and smiled, and it was impossible to ask again.

"Give."

Wu Tong handed Meng Fan a towel to wipe his sweat, and gave him another monochrome T-shirt of the same size. She prepared two suitable for Meng Fan to wear in advance and said, "Change it in quickly to avoid a cold."

Meng Fan's T-shirt was completely caught from the water. If you have to wear it all the time, you may catch a cold and be sticky and wet.

After Meng Fan recovered, some runners began to come up to ask for a photo.

Meng Fan is very familiar with the group photo. After slowly recovering his physical strength, he took the fifth energy glue to restore his physical strength and relieved his fatigue. He is willing to laugh, and he looks good when he smiles, and is also on camera.

But no matter how it is, it cannot cover the fatigue of being hollowed out by ten kilometers.

The only thing that made Meng Fan feel regretful is that the [Photo Brother] mission has been completed and there is no subsequent upgrade task. It’s a pity that so much experience value is available.

Yes, you can’t refuse to take a photo with everyone just because there is no task to do.

At least, at least when taking a photo, you always get a little experience by competing with a few more likes.

"fat."

Zhang Zhou finally squeezed over, and had long forgotten what Meng Fan told him not to take pictures of him in front of him. He almost hit Meng Fan's face with his mobile phone and said, "The water friends in the live broadcast room asked you to say a few words." After pausing, seeing Meng Fan glaring at him, he reacted and laughed, "I just took you in front of you, and you kept taking pictures, all in the live broadcast screen. Well, that, what are you afraid of when your back is photographed? No matter how good the front is, it is better than the back."

Meng Fan also accepted his fate. Who made me so mean to leave this matter to Zhang Zhouxiang? I would have known that it would have been handed over to Xing Tage.

In fact, it is not a big deal to be able to show your face. Anyway, I am tired now and don’t have much thought to think about whether I’m nervous when facing the camera.

"After all, I can't escape the fate of having to rely on my face to make a living."

Meng Fan followed the words he said before, took a breath and said, "I'm pretty satisfied with my running. I'm very satisfied with it. I've performed very well and it's much better than I usually run. Oh, by the way, don't try it randomly because I can run ten kilometers in this tonnage. Running should be done step by step. I've run hundreds of kilometers, and I've got a knee that's more wear-resistant than ordinary people, so you can't learn it."

He bragged half-jokingly, then pretended to be looking through the gift record, and then said, "Wow, 80,000 people are online, thank you very much."

"While everyone is following me, I hope that some running water lovers will also pay attention to the next charity event of one meter and one meter. I also saw the gifts given. I cut the background to show you the exact numbers, and then donated them there. Thank you for opening a hardware store at Xu Zhuyu's house, and thank anyone who told me how many days I have been away from Nianxiu, thank you... You do what you say, and I will definitely do what you say."

The fans in the live broadcast room all saw the gift income today in the backstage. Among them, Xu Zhuyu's family opened a 8 C-shaped halo in front and back of the hardware store, one more than he had promised.

The remaining four water friends have 5 C-shaped halos, as well as a huge number of small gifts worth more than 4 million gold gourds from other water friends.

The total amount is worth more than 9.8 million gold gourds, equivalent to more than 9,800 Chinese coins.

"Get an integer and be ten thousand."

Meng Fan walked to the donation point. There was a donation box and of course there was a public donation QR code. After all, now people rarely bring cash when they go out, let alone running a micro horse.

Wu Tong was just donating points, and his appearance was there, so he could always add some donations.

Meng Fan switched to WeChat with his mobile phone, scanned the QR code, and asked Wu Tong to confirm that this was a public welfare account, not a stolen guy posted it, so he transferred the 10,000 yuan.

"I'll give you donation vouchers here... so many!"

Wu Tong was shocked when he saw the amount of donation.

Donation is not the main content of this event, it is just a side item. Most runners donate some after running. Basically, they only cost dozens or hundreds, 100, and 88. Meng Fan is good, just 10,000.

The live broadcast room was also shocked. It was not surprising that Meng Fan was really willing to donate so much income, but these 9,000 yuan is the value of the gift, and the anchor's income will be reduced by half!
Chapter completed!