The genius was so bright that Wu Fei was awakened by the sound of kicking the door. Rubbing his confused eyes, he found that Xiaotong had already gotten up and was cleaning up his bedding.

"Who knocked on the door so early?" Wu Fei muttered, covering his head in the quilt. He hadn't had enough sleep.

"Xiaotong, wake up that boy, I'll wait for you outside."

The person who spoke was Mr. Guo. His voice was so loud that even Wu Fei, who was covered in the quilt, listened to it. He lifted the quilt and asked, "Xiaotong, why did Mr. Guo call us so early?"

"Aren't you going to run around with us?" Xiaotong had a strange smile on her face.

Wu Fei always felt that Xiaotong's smile was not like a kind smile. He had been living in the same room as him these days. Wu Fei thought he had some understanding of Xiaotong. Seeing his abnormal smile in the early morning made Wu Fei suddenly feel creepy.

"Don't you usually run around the lap in the afternoon?"

Wu Fei was reluctantly wearing his clothes, and he was a little angry about being woken up so early.

"After afternoon? Haha!" Xiaotong smiled again: "That's right, you sleep until noon every day, but you don't know that afternoon is the second time we have run a lap in the day."

"You mean you've already run away once every morning?"

Wu Fei was so shocked that his mouth couldn't close.

"You're right."

Wu Fei's surprised expression made Xiaotong very proud. He pushed the rolled bedding at the end of the kang, clapped his hands and walked out.

"You'd better hurry up, Mr. Guo doesn't like waiting for others."

Xiaotong left the outer room and still did not forget to intimidate Wu Fei.

I ran twice a day, and my goodness was so good that Wu Fei was shocked. He vaguely felt that today's competition did not seem as easy as he imagined.

"Xiaotong, you and this kid will briefly talk about the rules."

As soon as Wu Fei left the house, he heard Mr. Guo’s voice before he could even walk to the three of them.

"Rules? Why are there still rules?" Wu Fei felt increasingly bad about something big.

"Of course, since it's a competition, there must be rules." The response was Xiaotong. The smile on his face seemed to have never been there. In Wu Fei's eyes, this kind of smile is a contempt, ridicule and ridicule of him.

"Did you see the path ahead?" Xiaotong pointed to the path they ran around every day without waiting for Wu Fei to speak. "The one who runs along this path for fifteen laps is the winner."

"How many? Fifteen laps?" Wu Fei thought he had heard it wrong. He had measured at least one mile of distance that could be seen on this trail at one glance. This was still something that could be seen from this eye. I don't know how far it was. In other words, this competition would have to run at least fifteen miles or more. How far it was still unknown. This is why Wu Fei was not worried.

"What? I dare not compete? I can give up now, but according to the rules..."

"No matter what the rules are, you will definitely lose."

Xiaotong's contemptuous expression aroused Wu Fei's fighting spirit. He tightened his shoelaces, kicked his legs, rubbed his feet, and also threw out a harsh word. Running is Wu Fei's best and most capable ability. If he loses to others even than running, then what face does he have to live in this world?

Facing the cold wind in the morning and smelling the wet air, Wu Fei ran on this path that he had never walked before.

Not far behind were Xiaole and Xiaotong. Since they ran together, they were left behind, which was exactly the result Wu Fei wanted.

Breathe, run, accelerate.

The moment Wu Fei took a step, he seemed to have become a different person. He was no longer the sick boy a few days ago. He seemed to be riding in the wind, so light and so energetic.

Just the first round, Mr. Guo's eyes lit up. The young man's steps, steps and pace were very reasonable, and his physical coordination was also good. Although this competition had just begun, he could already predict the results.

Wu Fei did not count the number of laps, did not care about Gu Xiaolu being the concentrated area where the village was interspersed, nor did he care about the fingers and fingers of the people in Gu Shanzu. At this moment, he had forgotten where he was, and he had no choice but to compete with others. There was only the road ahead in his eyes, and he could only run happily while riding the wind.

Xiaotong was trapped. Not only was he thrown away by himself, but Xiaole also was thrown away from him. Seeing him panting, Wu Fei friendlyly stretched out his hand, saying that he was going to take Xiaotong to run with him.

"A breathing in three steps will make your breath even."

Wu Fei's ease made Xiaotong feel incredible. After hesitating for a moment, he grabbed his hand and subconsciously adjusted his breathing according to the method he said. However, he failed and remembered the breathing method in his mind, but his steps were completely messed up. If it weren't for Wu Fei's carrying it, he would have fallen.

"Don't focus on yourself, don't think about running, think about something happy."

Wu Fei's voice came into Xiaotong's ears again, and his speech did not disrupt the rhythm of his breathing and steps.

After being taken for almost a while, Xiaotong still couldn't adapt to and keep up with Wu Fei's rhythm. His face was a little pale, obviously it was almost at the limit of his body. Wu Fei knew that it would be inappropriate if he forced him to hold him again, so he let go of his hand.

"Remember what I just taught you and slowly understand it."

Wu Fei ran side by side with Xiaotong for a short period. After confirming that he would not faint and fell down, he gave another reminder and accelerated to run forward. He was not showing off his handsomeness, nor was he showing off his power, but wanted to find Xiaole. He ran this circle with Xiaole. Xiaole, who was about to be trapped by him, could no longer see any signs.

Wu Fei originally thought that he would see Xiaole again soon, but he could not see him until the second time he had circled Xiaotong, which made him wonder: Could it be that Xiaolejue withdrew? Or is it that he was always in front of him that he could not have circled him at all?

"Did you see Xiaole?"

When passing by Xiaotong, Wu Fei couldn't help asking.

Xiaotong didn't have the strength to speak, but just pointed forward and replied with his hands on his hips. This move is indeed the most labor-saving, but of course the speed of his running is not quite satisfactory.

This little white face is so capable? Wu Xiaoqi has seen Xiaole running around, knows his speed, and is confident that he can easily beat him. However, when it comes to the competition, he actually showed a completely different strength than usual, which also aroused Wu Fei's fighting spirit.

Finally, when Wu Xiaoqi accelerated and ran for a close lap, he saw Xiaole on the path in front of the wooden house.

I'm going to be trapped by me. See if you dare to ignore me in the future. See if you dare to be so arrogant in the future. Wu Fei felt ecstatic. He was about to talk a few times when he was over Xiaole, but he heard Mr. Guo's shout: "That boy, you've finished your fifteen laps, you won!"
Chapter completed!