There are still 30 laps left before the goal of 100 laps. Qin Feng feels that his legs are about to give out. The knees of ordinary people will never be able to withstand such strength, but how can Qin Feng be an ordinary person? He is a "yellow-level" talent. Tough guy.
Lin Jialu stopped after reaching 50 laps, but she found that Qin Feng was still running, as if he had been stimulated.
Lin Jialu couldn't help but be very moved, thinking to herself, in order to get my WeChat, you would even risk your life? A man with such strong willpower might be my cup of tea.
With a happy attitude, Lin Jialu ran up to catch up with Qin Feng and sent him her WeChat message to ask him to stop.
But when Qin Feng felt that someone was chasing him, he instinctively speeded up. Don't ask, just ask because of his damn desire to win.
Lin Jialu also noticed that this guy was speeding up. She couldn't help but feel that this guy was a ruthless person. He had already run dozens of laps and was still able to speed up.
So, Lin Jialu started a speed chase. Lin Jialu still didn't believe it. She was the youth marathon champion, but she couldn't outrun him?
However, the reality is a slap in the face. Qin Feng has a great sense of rhythm. Even if he is accelerating, he can keep his breathing steady. On the other hand, Lin Jialu, because she is chasing Qin Feng, is not in her rhythm, but is a little out of breath. Fortunately, Lin Jialu slowed down her steps and adjusted her breathing in time, so she felt better.
"This guy has obviously received professional training. If this is the case, I can't lose." Lin Jialu said silently cheering herself up.
At this moment, Qin Feng has entered a state of selflessness. No school beauty or goddess can stop him.
The breeze blew by my ears, and the sky was filled with stars. On the playground, a man and a woman were in front of each other. The scene was actually a bit romantic.
Finally, Lin Jialu relied on her excellent athletic talent to catch up and lined up with Qin Feng.
"Hey, what's your name? Which major are you in? Stop and chat." Lin Jialu took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
She hoped Qin Feng could stop, because she was about to reach her limit.
Qin Feng turned a deaf ear and ignored her, because when running, it is easy to get distracted when talking. He now only wants to achieve 100 laps, and the 36D sports goddess is not very attractive to him.
“Hey, stop, I’ll send you a WeChat ID.”
"Hey, hey, I'll send you my bestie's WeChat ID, please stop, okay?"
"Brother, can I also send you my black stockings photo? Let's discuss it?"
When he heard the word "black silk", Qin Feng's steps subconsciously slowed down, but in an instant, he ran faster.
Humph, how could fragrant and slippery socks like black silk socks affect Qin Feng? Don't bother me, okay?
Qin Feng had the last ten laps left, and Lin Jialu also realized that Qin Feng was not running for her at all. Like herself, he really loved running.
Like-minded, interesting.
Lin Jialu is going to fight Qin Feng tonight to see who falls first!
At one o'clock in the morning, Qin Feng finally reached 100 laps, and then he fell to the ground from exhaustion, breathing heavily.
Lin Jialu followed closely behind. She had not been so tired for a long time. As a sports goddess, she could no longer care about her appearance and directly chose to lie with Qin Feng.
The turf on the playground was very soft. Qin Feng looked at the stars in the sky and smiled happily.
It turns out that it feels so good to run wildly, work hard and finally achieve your goal! Sure enough, the more advanced the desire, the more self-discipline is needed.
Qin Feng got his wish and got 1,000 effort points, which can be used to upgrade his sports talent. There are still 9,000 points left before he can advance to the next level. Qin Feng still needs to run for nine days, but as the saying goes, difficulties are not scary, but fear is not daring to take steps. first step.
Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew by. Qin Feng smelled an elegant fragrance and turned his head to take a look.
Damn it, when was there someone lying next to me?
The two looked at each other, and Lin Jialu couldn't help laughing.
"It's great, it's great, brat, who are you older? Seeing how thin you are, I didn't expect you to be able to run." Lin Jialu said with a smile.
"Thank you for the compliment, you're not bad either." Qin Feng replied politely.
Then, he stood up and wanted to leave, showing no intention of lingering at all, which shocked Lin Jialu.
What are you doing? I just went to chat with someone, why didn't you say anything? This is a straight man, right? Lin Jialu's heart collapsed.
Later, Lin Jialu sat down and said to Qin Feng: "Let's help each other stretch, otherwise we will never get out of bed the next day."
Lin Jialu's heart: No man can resist sister's temptation, little bastard, I still can't control you?
Unexpectedly, Qin Feng refused directly and said: "I am not such a casual person, thank you for your kindness."
"What the hell..." Lin Jialu almost cursed. Do you think she is a casual person?
Women are scheming. Zhang Wuji's mother once said that the bigger the breasts, the more scheming a woman is, and Qin Feng will not be fooled.
Lin Jialu is increasingly convinced that Qin Feng is a straight man who doesn't understand romance and sentiment at all, but this also arouses Lin Jialu's desire to conquer. The more you resist, the more excited I am.
Qin Feng jumped on the turf a few times and felt that he had almost recovered. He was going to go back to the dormitory to take a shower and then have a good sleep.
Lin Jialu also stood up at this time, and suddenly her feet went weak.
"Oops, my foot seems to be sprained." Lin Jialu said to Qin Feng.
I've hinted clearly enough. If you don't take action, I'll go crazy.
Qin Feng frowned and stared at the scheming woman and said, "A sprained foot?"
"I just used too much force. Please help me to the infirmary. It hurts."
Lin Jialu limped towards Qin Feng, as if trying to touch porcelain. Qin Feng decisively took two steps back and signaled: "Don't move around, sit down first."
Lin Jialu was secretly happy, she took the bait!
Lin Jialu sat down, then looked at Qin Feng and said, "Do you want to carry me to the infirmary?"
Qin Feng shook his head and said, "I won't carry it."
"ha?"
"In my whole life, I have only carried women with legs longer than seven thorns." Qin Feng said seriously.
Lin Jialu was confused and asked: "What? What Qizha? What are you talking about?"
"I just measured it with my hands. It's almost 20 centimeters long. Your legs don't seem to be up to standard."
Lin Jialu's bad temper came back all of a sudden. As an old senior student from the Buddhist Department of Modu University, Lin Jialu had withdrawn from the school beauty competition during her graduate studies, but no one had dared to question her, especially her legs.
"My legs are longer than your life. Are you saying that my legs are not up to standard?" Lin Jialu suddenly broke her guard.
Qin Feng looked calm and calm and said: "Are you not convinced? Let's measure it on the spot?"
"Come on, come on, measure it as you like, my legs are absolutely 1.2 meters long, okay?"
"Then sit still and let me measure it."
Lin Jialu sat down, and then Qin Feng began to measure her seriously, starting from the ankle, one, two, three...
"Look, there are only six and a half piercings to the thigh." Qin Feng said without changing his expression.
Lin Jialu is stupid, how can she measure her legs and thighs?
"Can you do it? It obviously needs to be measured to the hip bone, which is exactly seven and a half." Lin Jialu corrected.
"According to my rules, it's up to the thigh."
"What are your rules?"
"My rules are rules."
Lin Jialu suppressed her anger and said again: "Measure again. The position you just found at the top of your thigh is not very accurate. You have to go higher."
"It would be rude to go any further." Qin Feng said uprightly.
"When I say go up, go up. What nonsense are you talking about? Hurry up."
The sports goddess is indeed a sports goddess, and she has a hot temper.
Finally, after several measurements, the highest value was removed, the lowest value was removed, and averaged, it was found that her legs indeed had seven thorns.
"What else do you have to say this time?" Lin Jialu stood up and said to Qin Feng.
"No, your legs are fine, but it seems like your feet aren't sprained either."
Only then did Lin Jialu realize that in her rush to correct Qin Feng, she had temporarily forgotten that she was pretending to have a sprained foot.
Lin Jialu suddenly felt ashamed. Just when she was about to explain, Qin Feng had already walked away. Qin Feng was afraid that if he didn't leave, she would react and he would not be able to leave.
Sure enough, Qin Feng had only taken a few steps when Lin Jialu came to her senses. This bastard had just deliberately taken advantage of herself, and also induced herself to help him take advantage. He was taking advantage of her damn competitive spirit.
"You brat! Touch my thigh five times!"
