"Zhang Peimeng, your group ran unexpectedly, no one expected it. How did you do it?" Huang Bingbing asked.

"Ah, nothing, I just don't want to lose to Xiaori... I've lived a good Japanese expert, Shingo Mosu."

"The moment I surpassed him, I felt like I was completely different."

"In this sense, I also want to thank Shingo Mosu."

The last one, Shenwu:...

Although Zhang Peimeng and his team's first Olympic career was just like this, it would come to an abrupt end. The subsequent competition was basically impossible, but it would be nice to have a highlight moment for the first time. After all, Zhang Peimeng's 200-meter score in the first Olympics was much worse than this.

So I have surpassed myself, too many, too many.

If there is a barrage now, I will definitely send a wave to express my mentality more deeply——

Listen to me, thank you.

because of you.

Warm all seasons.

PS: It's tiring to ask for votes~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Hehe~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter completed!