Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Chapter 2099

"I advise you to give up. In this case, you can't run away from me." Luo Zifeng turned his face and looked at the boy who was two steps behind.

"Save more energy for yourself." The other party lifted his eyes and looked at him with a cool voice. Then, the next second, he passed by.

Luo Zifeng "....

he did not want to be outdone.

Two people's figures are chasing each other on the track.

"Ah, ah, song Ning is so handsome."

"Come on, luozifeng."

"Song Ning song Ning, Chong ah."

The girls were cheerleaders.

With the passage of time, song Ning and Luo Zifeng have run to 5000 meters.

Two people in the contest, there is still no sign that anyone will fall behind.

The bell rings at this time.

Those students who were still looking forward to the results had no way, especially the girls, who could only reluctantly turn around and leave.

"Who do you think song Ning and Luo Zifeng will win?"

"I don't know, but just by looking at his looks, I think song Ning is more in line with my male god standard. The more he looks, the more handsome he is. He is also very durable. Cold but not arrogant, especially collarbone and fingers, fried chicken looks good. Every time I pass by their class, song Ning turns over the pages and droops his eyes, which makes him explode. "

"It's hard to say this game... I really want to see the end..."

the boy who was the referee wanted to cry without tears. He stood in the same place and didn't know whether to go or not.

Luo Zifeng gasped and looked at each other.

Bite your teeth.

This guy...

it seems that he underestimated him.

Song Ning does not squint at the front, the foot of the pace is still, line of sight forward.

Slightly undulating chest, breathing is still not disordered.

The two sides continue to fight each other.

After eight thousand meters.

Luo Zifeng and song Ning are still not too far away.

The former is a little shocked in his heart, but how could he admit defeat?

There are only two thousand meters left.

He must let song Ning lose the game.

Luo Zifeng speed up the speed, more than the other side of a paragraph.

The broken hair in front of his forehead was soaked with sweat, and his face was white as before. There was no expression on the boy's face, but his eyes were unexpectedly calm and calm.

"Song Ning, this victory belongs to me." Luo Zifeng turned to look at the other side, gritted his teeth, and made the final sprint.

One thousand meters.

Five hundred meters.

Three hundred meters.

When he thought that song Ning had been far away from him, Luo Zifeng looked back at him carelessly, and his face was a little stiff.

But soon.

He gave a low curse.

With only 150 meters left, a figure passed him.

Luo Zifeng bite teeth, hard to catch up with the speed of the other side.

But song Ning didn't give it a chance at all.

Luo Zifeng for the second time to taste that kind of frustration, he can only watch the other side first than he arrived at the end.

"... song Ning wins." The boy standing there seemed to have just remembered his task and whistled.

"Hoo, hoo, Hoo." Luo Zifeng's anger and unwillingness broke out at the moment when he won the championship.

Because of the excessive physical consumption, he fell to the ground.

He gasped heavily.

It's still a bit incredible.

I can't believe that I will lose, or the same person's hand.

A slight step was heard beside him.

Luo Zifeng raised his eyelids.

The boy lowered his eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on him, "are you satisfied with what you see?"

Luo Zifeng looked at the other side with a winning posture, and felt that his self-esteem was insulted. What's more, he's half dead tired. Why is this man just sweating and not half embarrassed.

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