Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

When you run alone, it doesn't matter if you run very slowly. But a group of people together, the boy's desire to win or lose was inspired.

Lin Jinan saved enough strength to surpass, but his physical condition couldn't keep up. In this way, the breath is disordered and the brain becomes paste.

"Mr. Lin, keep up your strength and sprint on the last lap." The system is worrying. There are seven people on the track, and the host is third from the bottom.

It is 50 meters away from the first place, and more than 10 meters away from the second, third and fourth.

Wang Bao doesn't have to look at it. He's a proper undertaker. He's sweating and panting.

3000 meters, it's endurance and mentality.

Students from the Department of physical education were taken out alone and competed with students from other colleges and universities.

Therefore, the students on the track, we have the same strength, there is still a chance to fight and win the race.

Lin Jinan slowed down his breathing and kept his rhythm. He followed behind the fourth place and kept up with him.

One lap of the track is 400 meters, and it takes 7.5 laps to reach the finish line.

After the first lap, you can grab the track.

He's third in the south.

"Brother Tong, I'm dying..." To the back, physical strength has almost reached the limit, Lin Jinan's throat is very painful, the mouth is filled with a strong smell of blood.

Teeth hurt, ears hurt, brain hurts more.

The two legs are just like the dough. They are soft and sour.

"Come on, Mr. Lin. you can do it." The system encourages it to tell the host that the runner ahead of him is in the same state as he is.

Willpower is even more depressed than he is. The one who runs in the first place will occasionally bring out a fragrant word from his mouth.

Lin Jinan gained confidence, and everyone slowed down at the same time. Outside the track, some students began to accompany him, both men and women.

The radio was in a hurry and said "don't run with me, don't run with me." but there were so many students that the school couldn't control it.

Wang Bao gave up. He stood outside the runway and made a refueling gesture to the youth, "Ji Nan, hold on! We can win! "

“……” Lin Jinan didn't like to compare a middle finger, and so on the track, he must settle accounts with Wang Bao.

At the beginning, Wang baola's revenge on him in the water had not yet been revenged.

The last lap, Lin Jinan's energy, finally can be used.

He passed one by one and was in second place. The classmate in front of him is a cruel man. He is twisting his thigh as he runs.

The facial features all ache and then form, but the effect is very good, he has to run faster than before.

"Is that ok?" Lin Jinan had a lot of ideas in his mind. Unfortunately, he didn't have a needle in hand, otherwise he could prick himself.

“……” The system is stupid. The host's idea is very dangerous, and it may lose its life.

Two hundred meters was pulled up a red finishing line, to the final sprint stage.

200 meters, 180 meters. 120 meters, 100 meters, 50 meters

Song Huaiju is standing at the finish line, smiling at him with a smile. His eyes and eyebrows are always cold and drowning.

He spread out his arms and made a hug.

30 meters, 20 meters, 10 meters, 8 meters, the end!

"I've got you." Lin Jinan climbed on the man's body, sweating all over and made Professor Song's clothes wet.