80 meters, 90 meters, 100 meters.

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Zhang Pei rushed over the finish line, and at this time, his score was displayed on the electronic timer near the finish line-

10.18s.

0.2 meters in the wind.

After Zhang Peimeng turned his head and saw this result, he first glanced over, which was the rest of the work and rest near the finish line.

The eyes seemed to be saying:

I know you have made some breakthroughs in winter training.

But I am the same.

Working and leisure felt Zhang Peimeng's gaze and pursed his lips slightly. He felt that he had made some progress and made some breakthroughs, but suddenly he disappeared.

Instead, it was a bow that was tightened again.

Tighten.
Chapter completed!