He was so tired that Bei Jun, who breathed a sigh of relief, sniffled and took a piece of the egg pudding that Gu Zheng had never eaten into his mouth and threw it into his mouth. He was instantly conquered by the rich smell of egg custard.

It's so dangerous. Don't let your idol know what he missed. I'd better keep up.

After being motivated by the invitation to dinner, Gu Zheng brought great pressure to the African brothers after he went crazy.

A terrifying oppressive feeling that you are faster than you, and you speed up more than you raise is generated in this team.

Because of the extraordinary performance of the national team, the players who had been falling to the end of the team, found that the frequency of the overall team had increased.

"Huhuhuhu, what exactly do these animals want to do? Is it still a quarter of the way? Are you planning to speed up ahead of time and stretch us to death?"

"Bastard! Fight with them. As long as we bite the team tightly and control the rhythm, we can also improve the domestic marathon record by a few points."

"Go! Grudge your teeth!"

And what they didn't know was all brought by their weird teammate.

He ran on the outside of the team, his arms swinged very rhythmically. Looking at the flowers and plants on the roadside, he entered the best competitive state early.

He surpassed his African brother countries one by one, and ran towards the finish line of the Tokyo Tower with a pleasant and friendly smile in the wind.

"Oh! Betha did not deceive us. Look at his idol, is it a man named Zheng? His frequency is so fast now!"

Director Tie, who was anxiously waiting for the result at the command center at the end, saw Gu Zheng in the live broadcast of the Japanese TV station on the recorder with the light of the Chinese team leader.

The TV broadcasting scene is very clear, accompanied by a series of unspeakable Japanese commentary, followed by the most exciting introduction to the athletes belonging to the first ranks.

The Asian faces that suddenly appeared were also introduced by the broadcast reporters from local Japanese TV stations in a very excited voice.

"The player who follows closely behind the Tanzanian players is Gu Zheng from China."

"Oh, the situation on the field has changed instantly, and my commentary should have changed a little too, which is surpassing the Asian athletes who followed the Kenyan athletes."

After just explaining this sentence, this Japanese man with small glasses saw the scene in the photography camera next to him change again.

He continued to correct the pitch by three points in a more exaggerated tone than before: "What a god, my commentator can no longer keep up with the ever-changing situation on the field."

"The current players are like crazy at the end, and they actually have a fierce scene that only occurs in the short and medium-distance race where you compete and I compete."

"The ranking changes on the field are also changing rapidly."

"But there is only one phenomenon that has not changed, that is, among the top cornerstones with only eight players left, Gu Zheng, a player from Asia, has been steadily rising."

"Not only stood out from the fierce competition and elimination process just now, he was not dragged down by the strong African participating team. Instead, he won in a mess, resisted the pressure from many aspects, and became the top person in the final stage."

"According to the rules of the Tokyo Marathon, Gu Zheng, who is now ranked sixth, is very likely to win the championship prize of the Tokyo Marathon."

"This is the only Asian player who has the most hope of winning the East Malaysia championship since 2006."

"Today, with the increasingly powerful African players dominating the middle and long-distance race, Gu Zheng, a player from Asia, come on!"

Because of the appearance of this eastern hole, the Tokyo citizens surrounding both sides of the finish line couldn't help but the silence of the opening, and they all shouted the small fans and small colorful flags in their hands to cheer for the only yellow skin in the venue.

"come on!"

However, the Chinese team leader, who thought more profoundly than the commentator, noticed that at the end of the first ranks, there was a member of the Chinese team still falling down.

He was extremely excited inside.

Unexpectedly, the power of a role model can still have such an effect.

At this time, the leader of the national team did not care about the jealousy of Director Tie's ability to gain such an excellent team member.

Instead, he hugged Director Tie next to him, shouting and cheering happily.

"Oh my god, I'm really my lucky star. After so many years, our athletes in Dongma haven't achieved such results."

"This is helping our World Marathon Championships train in advance. I thank you, Lao Tie!"

"Did you see that Zhang Qiang has already reached the top ten. Although there is still uncertainty in the last section of the road, I am still very pleased to be able to achieve such results at this stage."

"You said, after being mixed up by Gu Zheng, will the results of this time be improved? I think it will be much better than the results in the Beijing Marathon?"

Lao Tie, who was standing by, pushed away the national team coach with disgust and had a slightly bad breath because he was angry all night. Instead, he said to his old friend with confidence: "You should watch the broadcast slowly. According to my experience, the second half is the final moment for Gu Zheng to exert his strength!"

After saying that, he maintained the old god's demeanor and continued to wait for the grand occasion in the arena under the admiration of the staff members who came with the team.

Gu Zheng did not disappoint the relevant personnel on and off the field.

He carried a very evil smile from his brothers in Africa, and used his eyes to convey the respect of every contestant he surpassed.

Gu Zheng: Come on! You are the slowest!

Cheng Ren Cheng Ren, I have surpassed him again.

At this time, when the three players at the front end turned their heads and looked back at each other's distance, they saw a man with this smile following them behind them.

"My mother is checking in!"

Who knows what he said, but in short, it is surprising, terrifying, and incredible.

The players of this group of three African brother countries also felt the first time they were helpless under non-human oppression.

Run to the turn, the Tokyo TV Tower is close at hand.

The remaining schedule of less than three kilometers is the only time for long-distance runners to sprint.

The man behind them seemed to have stopped hiding his weakness at this time. He used his full strength to rush towards the finish line.

He pulled the distance between himself and the first formation wider, so that the three athletes leading the way felt desperate.

Who is the original ecology running on the prairie?

Is the survival pressure of Chinese people so great these days? Are we, the group of people who want to earn some bonuses, have to fight so hard now?

No! If you are a man, you must never be weak. Brothers, rush!

But the premise of rushing is that you have to see someone’s tail, but what about Gu Zheng’s people?

He had already run a hundred meters away, and took advantage of his physical strength to get farther away, reaching a desperate trend.

But the trains and patrol teams who followed the front were excited.

The aerial shots in the sky carefully recorded the face of this handsome and very serious Chinese.

His name is Gu Zheng, and he earns money for himself...

The commentator on the spot expressed the Japanese heroism worship inspirational language perfectly.

"What a god, player Gu Zheng is now far ahead of other players, and this gap is getting bigger and bigger by his high-speed sprint. The finish line, which was originally very far away, now only the last 500 meters are left under his feet."

"This is a time to witness a miracle, but the time in the chronograph in my hand is only about two hours and five minutes."

"Does the new Tokyo Marathon record be broken at this moment?"

"As a local journalist, will I record this exciting brief moment?"

"All this must be carried on the participants Gu Zheng. He is the pride of us Asians and the pride of all participants in the Tokyo Marathon."

"What a god, Gu Zheng has accelerated. In the last time, he is still speeding up. He is like an electric small motor that doesn't know how to be tired, using inhuman physical strength to write a wonderful scene for the Tokyo Marathon."

As the interview microphone flooded Jinshan, Gu Zheng, who was getting closer and closer to the finish line, crossed the line under the attention of everyone.

The timer of the organizing committee next to it was very sensitive to make a brief pause record in this node.

A fixed time on the electronic instrument is displayed in front of all relevant personnel.

02:05:33.

This is a best result that broke the highest record in East Malaysia and is infinitely close to the Olympic and world records.

The organizer of the organizing committee, the Japanese Sports Office, had half joy and half depression on their faces.

In the middle of this year, they took out a very high bonus to encourage local professional marathon athletes to participate, and promised that if local Japanese athletes win the conference championship, they will also receive an independent bonus from the country this time.

But now the results have been clearly shown. At least this year, there is no chance for the award of nearly 100 million yuan.

The personnel on the recording stage can show their anger, but the staff who served after the game cannot be slackened at all.

They kept the most polite Japanese smile, handed Gu Zheng a big bath towel that shaded the sun and absorbed sweat, and gave him cool and quenched thirst.

Leading Gu Zheng is heading towards the post-match testing room that only professional athletes need to go.

That was a routine doping test room.
Chapter completed!