My daughter-in-law, you can't provoke

Chapter 208

"How do I know if I haven't finished the run? However, I personally think that our Yang City will win."

Feng Lin looked at Song Lei calmly, and continued to stare at the field.

The current Fang Keke only has two positions with No.1, and is in the position of No.2.

You don't need to think about it to know what Fang Keke's tactics are.

It also fits his character very well.

"No, it must be our Yunshi who wins this time, otherwise how about we make a bet?"

Song Lei suddenly smiled maliciously, "I'll bet on Xia Jingyu, this time it's No.1."

"What are you gambling?"

Feng Lin looked at the runway in the distance, Xia Jingyu should be the woman with the single ponytail.

She is currently in the third position, closely following Fang Keke.

Just looking at her breathing, it was very steady, obviously holding the same thoughts as Fang Keke.

"Money is too cliché, otherwise, if I win, you yell at me, Dad, I was wrong!"

Song Lei crossed his arms and looked at Feng Lin, "If No.1 is not her, I will lose!"

"That is to say, as long as No.1 is not the single ponytail, I will win?"

Feng Lin also became interested, "Since this is the case, let's make a big bet. Whoever loses will need to kneel down besides saying that."

"it is good!"

Song Lei agreed without hesitation, almost laughing, Xia Jingwen is their secret weapon this time.

The real result is just a little bit behind him. In the women's competition, it is definitely a sure win.

As if afraid of Feng Lin's repentance, Song Lei looked up at the audience in the front row behind him.

"Friends, just bet with this person, whoever loses will kneel down and call the other party's father!"

Song Lei laughed loudly, "I bet this time that Xia Jingyu from Yun City will win the first place. If it's not her, then I will lose."

"No, are you so confident?"

"That's right! It's not fair to you. There are more than ten people in this women's competition!"

……

For these people's worries, Song Lei was not afraid at all.

Feng Lin also stood up, and smiled at the surrounding audience: "Whoever loses in a while, if someone doesn't obey, you must make the decision for the winner!"

"No problem! Since you have agreed, we are naturally on the side of justice!"

"That's right! No matter who speaks, it doesn't count, it's rubbish!"

The audience here is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. Anyway, Feng Lin and Song Lei are not from Jiang City, so it is better to fight directly.

The corners of Song Lei's mouth curled up slightly. He looked at the field. It was already 2000 meters, and there were still two and a half laps left.

At present, the ranking is still the same as at the beginning, as for the other women, they are all left behind.

However, Cui Li, who was at the front, obviously slowed down a lot and had already reached the edge.

At this time, the last two laps were left.

Suddenly, Xia Jingyu, who had been following Fang Keke, started to speed up.

It surpassed Fang Keke, and then surpassed No.1 Cui Li.

Seeing this, Fang Keke also started to speed up, easily surpassing Cui Li.

Still following closely behind Xia Jingyu, still No.2.

"Fang Keke, you are courting death!"

When Fang Keke passed by her side, Cui Li's voice was cold and piercing.

But it didn't work at all, she was pulled further and further away.

Off the court, Song Lei narrowed his eyes slightly. The thin woman looked quite powerful.

No wonder this man is so confident.

However, the final victory must be Xia Jingyu.

In the training with the opponent, he was very clear in the last 200 meters.

This is where the opponent is really strong.

Finally, in the last 200 meters, Xia Jingyu suddenly accelerated, and the single ponytail behind her was flicking desperately.

Seeing this, everyone outside the stadium cheered.

This is 3000 meters, and I can still sprint at the end, which is too strong.

Song Lei's smile became more intense, and he turned to look at the audience behind him, "Everyone remember to remind you when the time comes, don't let someone deny it!"

As soon as his words fell, there was another scream from outside the court.

He thought Xia Jingyu had reached the point.

But when he turned his head, his eyes suddenly widened, and Fang Keke, who had been following behind her, also started to speed up.

In the last 30 meters, he surpassed Xia Jingyu.

Fang Keke rushed all the way.

No.1!
With a whistle, No.1 has been confirmed, it is Fang Keke!

Immediately afterwards, Xia Jingyu also reached the finish line, about three seconds behind.

"Ow!"

The audience outside the stadium stood up and shouted loudly.

This woman is too strong. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has such good motor nerves.

Obviously always at No.2, but at the last moment, entered No.1.

"Okay, I won, kneel down and call Dad."

Feng Lin looked back at Song Lei, his expression was as if he had eaten dung.

He still can't believe that Xia Jingyu lost.

How can it be!

"Song Lei! Kneel down and call Dad!"

"That's right! Song Lei, you are also a character, don't count your words."

"Hurry up! Don't let me look down on you!"

……

In an instant, countless people in the auditorium here criticized Song Lei.

Many people took out their mobile phones, ready to take pictures of this scene.

"Quickly kneel, you made this bet on your own initiative, won't you deny it?"

Feng Lin looked innocent.

"Boy, I...cough cough! I don't count if I don't say anything. I want to bet with you again, and that is the next men's 3000 meters!"

Hearing the dissatisfaction of the audience around him, Song Lei panicked, "If I win, the bet will be ignored. If I lose, I will kneel down twice and call you daddy twice."

"No! I don't bet on the men's 3000 meters. I'm afraid I won't be able to outrun you. You should fulfill this bet first."

Feng Lin smiled and shrugged.

"you……"

Song Lei's face was cloudy and uncertain, and now he regretted it, and knew that he would not gamble.

"Song Lei! Garbage!"

"Song Lei! Garbage!"

……

At this moment, there are more and more people eating melons, and Song Lei knows that if he doesn't kneel, he may not be able to be a human being in the future.

It would be fine if Feng Lin proposed it on his own initiative, but the key point of this bet is that he himself proposed it.

Suddenly, Song Lei's eyes lit up, and he immediately knelt down on one knee, lowered his head, and pretended to tie his shoelaces.

Don't forget to shout: "Dad."

He's fast and doesn't have a high voice.

After kneeling, he immediately stood up and patted the dust on his knees, "You didn't say you had to kneel on both knees just now, did I do it?"

After finishing speaking, his eyes gradually became cold, "I said buddy, our game will start soon, do you dare to bet with me again?"

"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape you."

Feng Lin pretended to decline, looking very timid.

"That's easy. Otherwise, I'll bet that I can lead by ten seconds! How about it?"

Song Lei didn't dare to boast about Haikou this time, it's better to keep a low profile.

"It's interesting, what's the bet?" Feng Lin asked.

(End of this chapter)