My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 857
This is true.

Regardless of Jiang University's excellent academic performance.

But sports are really bad.

In the eyes of many sports students, Jiang University's contestants have never been opponents.

Ye Fan glanced at a few people.

"Bottom? That was in the past. Today, I'm here to compete, and Jiang University is number one."

"Hahaha!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"You say the first is the first? Is it that simple?"

"What a joke, if you can run past me, I'll eat all my slippers."

"With your equipment, if you run 2000 meters, I can buckle your lap."

Several people looked down on Ye Fan completely.

Constant cynicism.

It is a direct insult.

"That's what you said, I'll eat slippers if I can't run, right?" Ye Fan asked coldly.

"Yes, but if you lose, eat our shoelaces."

"Our shoes are quite expensive, and you don't deserve to eat our shoes."

"Okay, do what you say! If you don't abide by the bet, I will be angry!"

The words of a few people are really ugly.

Even the referee on the side couldn't stand it anymore.

"Stop talking, you guys, the game is about to start."

"Everyone, get ready!"

"boom!"

With a gunshot.

The crowd shot straight out like arrows that left the string in an instant.

The speed was so fast that it brought gusts of wind.

have to say.

Sports in other colleges and universities are doing very well.

Everyone is well trained.

Extraordinary strength.

"come on! Come on!"

"Come on, University of Finance and Economics!"

"Come on, University of Foreign Languages!"

"Working University come on!"

"Jiaotong University must win!"

……

The cheers were endless.

Only Jiang Da's voice was quiet.

First of all, the students who came to participate in the sports meeting this time were sophomores.

They were not very familiar with Ye Fan, and they didn't recognize him at all.

No passion.

Secondly, Jiang University has always been the bottom noun, and they know that it is useless to cheer up.

"Hmph, that's it? Even if no one sees it, I will let you eat my shoelaces."

The first few students thought to themselves.

But right now.

A flower-like figure suddenly appeared.

And completed his go-ahead.

That's right, this person is really Ye Fan.

He used to play a game called Kart Run.

In the game, as long as you overtake the player in front, the game character will look back at the opponent.

That's contempt!
Ye Fan followed suit.

Looking back at everyone.

Not even a glance.

The corner of his mouth picked Lao Gao, and he almost grinned to the base of his ears.

"That's it?"

"Are you turtles? Slow down."

"Oh, I didn't even try my best."

"I asked you to run for dozens of meters first, why did I catch up with you! It's useless to give you a chance."

A few people felt angry in their hearts.

But during the running process, no one could open their mouths to speak, for fear of disrupting their breathing.

They have seen playing football, playing basketball and spamming each other.

It's the first time I've seen someone spout trash talk in a 400-meter track race.

The 400m was originally recognized as the most difficult event in track competitions.

It is between sprint and middle-distance running, and has the most demanding physical fitness requirements for athletes.

Especially the final 100-meter sprint run is the exercise of the human body's sports organs and internal organs to complete the maximum intensity of work under the condition of a large amount of hypoxia, which belongs to the exercise of extreme intensity.

They don't understand.

In such a fast running.

Why is Ye Fan still able to spray people with ease.

Is this a tactic?
To piss off the opponent in just a few tens of seconds?
Ye Fan is still going on.

"There are seven of you, how do you allocate two flip flops?"

"Why don't I take a small pot and stew it for you. The soup is so watery that it can still be stewed. It's definitely chewy."

"Bammers, why aren't you talking?"

"Afraid of blowing up your lungs? Let's blow it up. Anyway, I'm not afraid of sharing the responsibility. At worst, I'll spend a few million with you."

"All I have is money."

"I have to say that everyone who is running is rubbish, and it can't give me a sense of urgency at all."

……

Accompanied by anger.

The speed of several people is getting faster and faster.

Even they feel that they have far exceeded their usual speed.

But no matter what, Ye Fan is like the sun.

Never catch up, and keep the same distance from them.

In the end, on a whim, Ye Fan simply ran backwards.

Coming face-to-face with a few of them was like the kiss of death in racing.

But the car embodies the beauty of the impossible.

Apart from being irritated, I don't feel anything.

"I'm going! What is that man doing? How can he run backwards so fast?"

"Are those his legs? Looks like they have motors installed."

"Nice! Who is he?"

Ye Fan's magical operation attracted everyone's attention.

Even the crowd who had no interest in the game and just wanted to talk about love cast their eyes on it one after another.

"Ye Fan, come on! Ye Fan, come on!"

Just in the horror of everyone.

The demeanor of the goddess cheerleaders was fully displayed.

There were only six or seven girls, but their voices were like thunder.

Their voices can be heard almost throughout the arena.

Of course, the main power output is 'money'.

Tang Ning brought a set of the world's most advanced sound reinforcement equipment from the company.

It is said to be worth millions.

As long as she thinks, let alone the arena, she can even hear it within a kilometer around.

"Is he Ye Fan?"

The students of Jiang University finally came to their senses.

"Isn't that our school myth?"

"Is he coming to the sports meeting?"

"Haha, with him here, we will definitely win!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

all of a sudden.

All Jiang University students share the same hatred.

Shouting wildly with the goddess cheerleaders.

"Ye Fan, come on!"

"God, come on!"

Ye Fan smiled and waved to everyone.

That is called a calm and breezy.

That's called a skill with ease.

"I wanted to scold you for another ten seconds, but my classmates have high expectations for me."

"I won't play with you anymore, I'll cross the finish line first."

The voice just fell.

It seemed like he couldn't even take a breath.

Everyone raised their eyes again.

Ye Fan had already waved at them at the finish line.

what's the situation?
Is this guy teleporting?

Why is it so fast?

But they haven't figured it out yet.

Ye Fan's voice sounded again.

"Hurry up, come on! No.2, I can only let him drink soup."

Is there such a good thing?

When everyone heard this, they speeded up again.

Break through the red line one after another and complete the run.

"You guys come with me, I'll make a pot, let's eat together."

"Fuck you! I'm just joking, do you take it seriously?"

"Hmph, aren't the people in Jiangda Xueba? Why is there such a fool?"

"Let's go, it's a fluke that you won this time, see you in other projects."

……

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Is it disobedient? Hehe, I will make you pay the price."

"Brother, I don't want to run away, so don't bother with me."

(End of this chapter)