Chapter 55

"what……"

"Fuck--awesome!"

"Win, win..."

When Jiang Sheng crossed the finish line, the spectators on both sides of the finish line suddenly burst out into shocking shouts. Countless people jumped up and threw everything in their hands into the sky, including drinks, scarves, gloves, hats, and mobile phones. ...to vent the inner excitement.

"Ouch, don't step on it, my phone..."

At this time, the timer on the big screen was frozen at 2 hours, 04 minutes and 11 seconds.

As the audience cheered loudly, the staff nearby rushed over with a thermal blanket and put it on Jiang Sheng.

At the same time, someone handed over electrolyte water, energy gel, cakes and other food, but Jiang Sheng refused them all out of instinctive vigilance. He just pretended to be very tired and walked forward slowly. In fact, he just wanted to get rid of the bustling crowd. .

During the previous competition, passers-by handed him all kinds of food and water. He ate and drank without any psychological burden. After all, there was no conflict of interest and people would not harm him.

But it's different now. He actually broke the black-dominated marathon and snatched their bonuses right under their noses. Even if those black runners could bear it, their backstage team must have gone crazy and tried to do something bad for him. Too normal.

There is no guarantee that among the staff like this, there won’t be people from those teams.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

As a little person who has been at the bottom of society for many years, Jiang Sheng still has some defensiveness.

However, even though he didn't take any food or drinks, some staff and spectators still rushed up to give him flowers, and took the opportunity to ask his colleagues to take photos with them.

Then one or two people came over to ask him to sign flowers. In the blink of an eye, Jiang Sheng's hands were filled with flowers.

There was also a group of reporters with long guns and short cannons who also gathered around to interview.

If it were a Kenyan player, everyone would not be so enthusiastic at all. After the game, they would just send out two innocuous press releases to deal with the errands. The leaders above would also understand this.

After all, in international marathons held in our own country, all the results are that a bunch of foreign black people win prizes and receive high bonuses. If netizens don’t say a few words about Edinburgh, it’s a good thing. If they write unspeakable praise for a bunch of black people, then He will be laughed at by the crowd.

It's different now that "one of our own" wins the award. If they don't brag to death, they will be unworthy of their title of uncrowned king.

The security police who maintained order immediately came to stop them, but there were too many people and they couldn't handle it.

At the same time, during the live TV broadcast of the China Shipping Marathon, the two female commentators were so excited that they spoke incoherently.

"Oh my God, Jiang Sheng won. Not only did he win the China Overseas International Marathon Championship surrounded by many elite runners, he also broke the record set by Kenyan runner Paul in the 2015 China Overseas Marathon. The record is 2 hours, 07 minutes and 14 seconds!”

"It's amazing. He created a miracle. Let us remember Jiang Sheng's name and his number E107596, a top runner who came up from the last E area."

"I thought I would just witness the birth of a dark horse today, but unexpectedly I witnessed a miracle."

"Let us cheer for him..."

……

Just when the two commentators on the TV, as well as countless spectators, runners, and staff who received the news immediately inside and outside the stadium were excited.

The electrical appliance section of a supermarket in Changtai District.

After Chen Wenjing saw Jiang Sheng crossing the finish line first, she clapped her hands and shouted: "Ah, my husband won... He won first place."

A local lady nearby warned: "Xiao Chen, please stop shouting. The manager will come over later and talk to you again. It's working time now. You are noisy. If you scare the customers, your salary will be deducted~!"

The bob-haired colleague who just came over giggled and said, "Are you still dreaming? Your husband is already in his forties, and this little hottie on TV is only in his twenties. He is almost a fool~"

"My husband is not in his forties, he is only in his thirties... Oh, he is really my husband. If I don't believe it, I will show it to you later."

Chen Wenjing laughed and said excitedly.

But no matter what she said, a group of local female colleagues didn't believe her. They all thought she was "having a nymphomaniac", just like many women who call some hot chicks on the Internet their husbands. In fact, they have never even met.

On the other side, inside Changtai District People's Park.

Yang Deyuan was practicing Xinyi Liuhe Quan, when Liang Junda's voice came from not far away.

"What, he went to participate in a marathon... is it true?"

"Lao Yang is here, okay, okay... Wait a minute, I'll give him the phone." As he spoke, Liang Junda came over with his cell phone, "Lao Yang, Lao Zhou's phone number."

"Who is it? What's going on?" Yang Deyuan stopped and asked. There were several people named "Lao Zhou" in the park, and they all had a good relationship with him.

Liang Junda handed over the phone and said: "Zhou Weishan. He said that Xiao Jiang went to participate in the marathon and won the championship."

Yang Deyuan was still thinking about the marathon, but Zhou Weishan's excited voice came over the phone, "Old Yang, your apprentice participated in the marathon and won first place."

Yang Deyuan asked: "What marathon?"

"Oh, what other marathon is there? Of course it is the China Overseas International Marathon." Zhou Weishan quickly explained the specifications of this marathon.

Of course Yang Deyuan knew that this marathon was extraordinary, but he never expected that Jiang Sheng would win the prize. He couldn't believe it and said, "Is it true? Don't kid me. Did he win the prize?"

Zhou Weng said anxiously: "Why am I lying to you? I am at the scene at the Xuhui District Sports Park. We have seen it with our own eyes, and it is also broadcast on the TV station!"

"Oh, why didn't Xiao Jiang tell me about such a big thing?"

"Hahaha, he didn't tell me, it was his daughter who said it, and then we rushed to the scene. Okay, I won't tell you anymore, we are going in."

"Hey Hey hey……"

Yang Deyuan wanted to say a few more words, but the phone hung up.

At the same time, Dong Chenghai’s family in Nanxing Village, Haigang Town, Jinping City, Zhejiang Province.

When Jiang Sheng crossed the finish line, a group of people burst into loud cheers, as if the Chinese national football team had won the World Cup.

"what……"

"Brilliant!"

"Damn it, Brother Jiang really has to win, it's so magical!"

"Hahahahaha... I told you a long time ago that trains are not pushed, and Brother Jiang is not blown."

"Brother Jiang will be my idol from now on, no, he is the god in my heart!"

The urban area of ​​Jinping City on the other side.

Xie Zhirong and his old friend Chen Jun also saw Jiang Sheng on TV.

The two of them also looked confused and in disbelief.

Especially Chen Jun. He has met Jiang Sheng and thinks he has good talent and a strong personality. Unfortunately, he is too old and will not achieve much in the future.

The result was unexpected...

……

Zhonghai Xuhui District Sports Park Celebration Square.

The game is still going on.

Philemon Kiptu, a platinum medal runner from Kenya, crossed the finish line second in 2 hours, 05 minutes and 49 seconds.

The third person to cross the finish line was Alphonse Felix, a platinum-label runner from Tanzania, with a time of 2 hours, 05 minutes and 51 seconds.

The fourth person to cross the finish line was Solomon Kilwa, a platinum-label runner also from Kenya, with a time of 2 hours, 06 minutes and 23 seconds.

Except for Jiang Sheng, all runners 2 to 4 broke the 2015 China Overseas Marathon record.

But this is the case in sports. People will always remember the first place. As for the second place, sorry, no one will remember it.

Although countless staff at the scene also came forward to congratulate them, except for Tanzanian runner Alphonse Felix, who looked normal, four or five elite runners from Kenya all showed unwilling expressions on their faces.

Especially Philemon Kiptu, his face should be as dark as possible.

Of course, his face was originally dark.

(End of this chapter)

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