Chapter 128 Elegant, so elegant!

Song Jiaer turned around when she heard the sound, and a ray of sunlight happened to shine on her delicate and pretty face, making it difficult to open her eyes.

As the beautiful eyes gradually adapted to the light, the hazy outline in front of them gradually solidified...

He has a straight and slender figure, a healthy wheat-colored complexion, sharp eyebrows, a high bridge of nose, resolute and tight lips, and a pair of dark eyes that sometimes flash with sincerity.

For the first time, Song Jiaer felt someone's amazing charm, and she was a little lost for a moment.

Han Xu looked at the person in front of him, smiled, and took off the simulated backpack she was wearing without any explanation.

"Why are you dazed? I'll carry it for you, hurry up, speed up!"

By the time Song Jiaer came back to her senses, Han Xu had already walked away with four simulated backpacks, leaving only a handsome figure behind.

"I can't carry it, Han Xu, come back quickly and give me the backpack!"

Song Jiaer shouted and chased after her.

At this time, Miao Xiaolan felt as if someone had given her a mouthful of dog food, "I'm going, what are you following? If I go for a run, can I spread dog food along the way? I'm not going to let anyone live!"

Xie Xinghua was delighted, "I feel like the people in the entire stadium have turned into light bulbs. Look at those four people from the northern suburbs police station. They are so shameless and unscrupulous. I like them so much!"

Liu Ziwei ran so hard that he was out of breath. He still only deserved to eat Han Xu's exhaust. He couldn't help but asked, "Are you okay?"

Fu Damin saw that his younger brother was being targeted for no reason, so he stepped forward and said, "Team Leader Liu, why do you need to be as knowledgeable as a newcomer? If you have the ability, you can arm-wrestle with the guy in front of you!"

Despite the fact that Fu Damin is a silent person on the surface, he is not afraid of trouble once something happens, and his words come and go, and he points the finger at the most popular person in a few words.

Sure enough, it is not easy for someone to gain a foothold in the east of the city and obtain second-class merit.

Liu Ziwei also knew that he had made a mistake and confessed, but his eyes were fixed on someone who escaped from the limelight.

Mainly because he couldn't figure it out, Song Jiaer seemed to like that boy very much.

When she was in school, Song Jiaer was famous as a rose with thorns, the kind that she kept away from strangers.

Those seniors and juniors used to be proud of being able to win Song Jiaer.

Unexpectedly, after so many years, the beauty is still the same, but it seems that the famous beauty has an owner.

It would be a lie to say that you are not jealous of someone.

When we first met, I originally wanted to suppress the other person, but I failed.

The invincible skill of his hand failed unexpectedly.

Not only that, but now it seems that his physical fitness is no match!

Liu Ziwei's growth has been smooth, and he thought there were no strong competitors among his peers.

However, since Yu is born, how can Liang be born?

This guy in front of me, who is obviously younger than me, is actually able to completely suppress me. It's simply RLG!

Han Xu appeared out of nowhere like an exploding mushroom cloud!

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Time passed little by little, and everyone inside and outside the court was shocked by one person!

The coaches off the field had to accept an ironclad fact.

The young man running around had already hung up his fourth simulated backpack.

In other words, the load reached an astonishing sixty kilograms!

Sixty kilograms!

That's a real one hundred and twenty pounds!

It’s equivalent to running with an adult on your back!

Yes, running!

If an average person can carry more than 100 kilograms and walk a certain distance, it’s pretty good.

The young man on the track was walking as fast as flying while carrying a shocking weight!

And the running posture is extremely calm, it doesn’t feel like running with weights at all!

"Elegant, so elegant! It's the first time I've seen such a good rhythm in weight-bearing running!" The coach who was running with him just now was convinced and made up his mind to recommend the young man.

"Lao Li, have you fallen in love with this energetic young man?" When another coach heard this, he realized something was wrong.

"If he goes to participate in major events, he might be able to break all our track and field records!"

"Don't think about it. He is a police officer. What's more, at his age, he has missed the best training time."

"That's what I say, but some people are talented and may be able to break the rules?"

"I guess forget it. Since someone didn't choose track and field when they were young, it means they don't love it. Why force it on others?"

When the running coach heard this, the look in his eyes dimmed instantly.

Who says it’s not the case? If you don’t have enough love, you won’t be able to go far in any profession, let alone sports.

However, the running coach did not give up, but kept up with Han Xu's rhythm again, and asked while running, "Young man, what is your name?"

Han Xu was hanging four simulated backpacks, his face was not red and he was out of breath. He turned around and saw the acquaintance who had just advised him, "Hello, coach, my name is Han Xu. I am twenty-two years old this year. My bones are all set, and I usually can't I don’t really like running.”

Before the other party could speak, he had already said he didn't like it and slapped him back.

The running coach still refused to give up, "My name is Li Yunqi. I used to be on the provincial track and field team. Let's make friends."

Han Xu smiled and nodded, "That's no problem, Coach Li, nice to meet you."

Li Yunqi didn't expect Han Xu to be so cheerful, "Okay, I'll leave you my contact information later so we can have a drink together if we have the chance."

"Okay, Coach Li, please don't run away. You're too tired."

Han Xu put on a simple smile and continued running without stopping!

When they ran 21 or 2 laps, most of the police officers were exhausted, and they no longer had the high spirits they had at the beginning.

They were arm in arm, and their simulated backpacks were dragged on the ground.

Some of them were really exhausted and lay flat on the plastic track, saying they would not move.

In fact, if they had not received systematic training, even if they were elites from various police stations, it would be difficult for them to run 25 laps in a row with a load of more than ten kilograms.

Now, only a few police officers with excellent physical fitness were left on the track.

Fu Damin and Jie Xinghua from the east of the city, Liu Ziwei and Miao Xiaolan were left in Xizhi and Nancheng, but there were only four people from the Beijiao Police Station, and all of them were still on the track!

Especially Han Xu and Chengzi, their physical fitness was bottomless.

Chengzi could still be said to be still sharp, carrying a girl on his back, as if nothing had happened.

His steps were steady and his endurance was amazing, worthy of being a special forces soldier.

Xiao Xiao put his arm around Cheng Zi's neck all the way, and from time to time he took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat off Cheng Zi's forehead. The scene was surprisingly warm.

Song Jia Er was also almost at her limit, but fortunately, she was not carrying any weight, so she was not too tired to run.

Moreover, she had been following the main group, not falling behind, and the finish line was just around the corner.

The most powerful and elegant one was Han Xu, who carried a group of simulated backpacks by himself, and completed the laps again and again in a short time!

And he was the first to approach the finish line.

Then, in full view of the public, he sat down on the plastic track, smiling at the elite police officers in Yancheng who still had a few laps to go...