Except for Li Song, everyone else was running slowly and saving their physical strength! After all, three thousand meters are a medium-distance track and field event, and they need to accumulate strength and break out in the lap!

"Tsk! This layman Li Song! At the beginning, he ran like a 100-meter sprint. I won't run to death later!" the city champion snorted coldly.

Li Song ran about two laps at the 100-meter sprint. The system reminded him, "Don't show too obvious! Your speed needs to slow down at this time! Pretend to be very tired and let the second person catch up with you!"

So Li Song slowed down according to the system's requirements and started to breathe heavily!

The city-level champion is worthy of being a city-level champion. With his consistent speed, he quickly stood out and approached Li Song at a constant speed.

When Li Song was three or four meters away, the city champion said, "You are so damn good at running? Are you running again? You run so fast in front! You don't have the strength in the third lap, right? Boy, there are still four and a half laps to run, you will suffer!"

"Don't go around like a woman! If you have sex, just catch up with me!" Li Song pretended to be very tired.

"You wait! I'll catch up with you and you won't be able to kill you! I'm not capable enough and pretend to be stupid!"

So, the city-level champion rushed towards the "tired" Li Song.

Li Song was also a little faster invisibly, always keeping a distance of two or three meters from the city-level champion, and he firmly ranked first.

Yo?

This guy still looks back? He has some dying strength!

However, the city-level champion was not worried. He only used some strength and then increased some strength!

So his speed increased a little more!

Seeing that he was about to catch up again, Li Song speeded up slightly and maintained the original distance again!

Oh, I'll go! Have a few tricks? Make the final struggle? I haven't tried my best yet!

So, the city-level champion accelerated again, and Li Song also accelerated...

Damn! Why can't I catch up with this b!

After a few rounds, the city-level champion collapsed a little!

Moreover, after competing with Li Song for several times, he was already out of breath at this moment, and the third-ranked player has successfully caught up with this city-level champion!

This city-level champion used his strength and did not retain his strength. The players who were overtaken by him soon surpassed him!

When they reached the fifth lap, the city-level champion was already third to the bottom!

Li Song completely dragged down the city-level champion!

If he knew that Li Song had opened the Eight Gate Dunjia, would he vomit blood in anger?

No. 001, which jumped into second place, was tightly tied behind Li Song. Li Song was still running slowly, which also gave the 001 player the same illusion!

The 001 player is the same as the city-level champion who was forced to collapse by Li Song. Looking at the first place in front, the old, weak, sick and disabled, panting, and a little speed can surpass him.

So 001 began to speed up, and Li Song also started to speed up slowly.

You mention it and you can mention it! It’s better than me to be my eight-door Dunjia than I, right?

What!fuck!

001 couldn't help but swear! Paralysis means being unable to overcome it!

"Li Song, the No. 007, who is currently the first in the lead, is also the champion of the 1500-meter event just now. Li Song, who just finished 1500, seems a little panting and looks very tired." The referee shouted in the loudspeaker.

Su Xiaoke saw that Li Song was sweating profusely and was very "decisively" to maintain the lead in the first place. At this moment, she felt that Li Song was very manly.

When we were running to the sixth lap, Su Xiaoke, as the class monitor, organized the classmate to watch the competition, said, "Li Song was sweating for the class on the field. We should cheer for Li Song outside the field. When Li Song passed by, everyone cheered for Li Song!"

Soon, Li Song pretended to be very manly! He was very tired but still persistent and ran past the class.

Suddenly, Su Xiaoke's sweet female voice came, "Li Song! Come on! Li Song! Come on!"

Su Xiaoke started with a group voice, followed by the class, "Li Song! Come on!"

"very tired" Li Song made a cool move to Su Xiaoke with his fingers against his temples and began to speed up!

The system reminded Li Song, "It's OK to install it, don't be too fast!"

"I know it in my heart!"

Whoosh!!

On the last lap, Li Song galloped on the field like a lightning bolt!

"Oh my God! Li Song in the end still retains such strength! He can be regarded as the national athlete's level!" The whistle in the mouth of the referee fell from his mouth in shock.

"Ah~~" A girl next to the track screamed and hurriedly covered her skirt that was about to be exposed.

It turned out that a gust of wind was passing by Li Song, almost lifting up the girl's skirt!

"The first place is! Li Song, No. 007!"

Li Song slowly slowed down and the whole game ended.

The wheat-colored skin was sweating profusely and her whole body exuded a manly atmosphere. When Li Song returned to his classmates, he instantly became the focus of countless classmates.

Because Li Song was honest and honest before, Li Song was always the one who was ignored, so his classmates were not very familiar with Li Song and could not say a few words. This time Li Song had an amazing performance. Apart from the envy and shock of capital letters, the classmates couldn't even get a fuck.

After all, I am not familiar with Li Song. Now that Li Song is so arrogant and shows his carelessness, maybe Li Song won’t even swear to himself.

"No, good Li Song." The head teacher, Teacher Wang, walked forward enthusiastically and patted Li Song's broad shoulders.

"Wipe your sweat."

Su Xiaoke handed Li Song a pink hand towel, but Li Song didn't care when he took it. When Li Song was wiping sweat, he smelled the faint smell of girls on the pink hand towel...

Um?

Isn’t this a public hand towel? It’s Su Xiaoke’s private hand towel?

"Squad leader, is this your hand towel?" Li Song held the pink and seductive hand towel in his hand.

Su Xiaoke nodded shyly, as a default.

This is a hand towel with Su Xiaoke's body fragrance. Is this considered an indirect skin contact with Su Xiaoke? When Li Song saw Su Xiaoke's graceful figure and big white legs, he felt a little excited.

After wiping the sweat, Li Song said embarrassedly, "Wait until I go back and wash it seriously for you."

Su Xiaoke took the pink hand towel from Li Song's hand and said, "You are very tired today, I'll just wash it myself."

"Squad leader, will KFC go on weekends?" Su Xiaoke did not agree when Li Song asked the first time, so Li Song simply asked again.

"I..." Su Xiaoke's little hand tightly pinched the towel, his face shy and nervous.

"I won't go... I'll do my homework at home on weekends." Su Xiaozhi rejected Li Song with an extremely classic excuse.

Faced with the goddess' rejection, Li Song was not discouraged. After all, he was confident now. Li Song said generously, "It doesn't matter, then next time."

After all, he is a goddess. If he is so easy to catch up, he will not be called a goddess. Li Song didn't care about Su Xiaoke's rejection.

As soon as the 3,000-meter event was over, the sports meeting was coming to an end. Li Song took a brief rest, put on his loose school uniform and returned to the classroom.

Because Li Song rested in the classroom for a while, when he returned to the classroom, the students were already in the classroom one after another.

When Li Song returned to his seat, he found a letter in the table hole!

Li Song was curious, took it in his hand and took a look, then opened it.

As soon as the letter was opened, Li Song was immediately startled!

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