Quick transimition: become the leading man's ex-wife

Chapter 433

Soon, the first stick was in place, the starting gun was fired, and the four people rushed out like arrows.

The first stick is always the most powerful, both in speed and momentum.

Cheers continued, Chen song also secretly to the Secretary of the young man to add a fuel.

However, the Secretariat has made a bad start, ranking second.

Second, the Secretariat is equal to the first.

Chen Song's lips have been ticked: "the business and the Secretariat are tied for the first place."

Special assistant Wen Mingxiao: "yes, but the third and fourth clubs of the Secretariat may be worrying, especially the fourth one is Xiaomiao..."

"Is Xiaomiao the fourth Chen Song's line of sight looked past, and sure enough, he saw a slightly fat figure making preparations in situ.

At the bottom of his eyes, there was a touch of care, which was beyond his expectation.

According to her temperament, it's good not to run away. Is she still eager to try?

"But what's the prize?" Wen Ming asked.

Base staff explained: "I heard that the champion can go out to eat hot pot."

Wen Mingxiao: "that's right. Xiaomiao has a special preference for food."

The third stick had already started. The little girl of the secretariat was running forward, but she was a little short, and soon she was overtaken by the other three boys.

By the time of the fourth, the secretariat was third.

All the pressure is concentrated on Xiaomiao. Chen Song sees her running fast and her explosive power is OK, but

I'm afraid it doesn't last.

Sure enough, Xiaomiao has really fallen behind after running 400 meters in a circle.

It's not that she doesn't want to win.

The ideal is very full, the reality is very bony.

Even if the legs are filled with lead, the key is the pain in the abdomen, but Xiaomiao still has an obsession in his heart.

There are still 400 meters left. What if they catch up?

Finally, with another 300 meters left, Xiaomiao gave up the idea.

There are too many gaps to catch up with.

Unless she has Scud.

But she couldn't give up even in full view of the public. She could only keep on running.

Seeing that her running posture is too slow, Chen Song's eyebrows are slightly twisted. Wen Ming is acutely aware of this and sends a message to the Secretariat: "what's the matter with Xiaomiao? Go and oil her! This speed is not good!]

The person from the Secretariat replied: "boss, don't pick. Today, Xiaomiao is in the physiological stage. She just went to the instructor, who said that she had to climb to the end."

When Wen Ming saw the news and looked at Xiao Miao, he suddenly felt a little impatient.

Let her give up

Secretariat: [no way, you will be disqualified, and you will have to follow the next group for another 15 days! It's like killing her!]

Wen Ming: [... I'm afraid she will die if she runs like this!]

With the last 200 meters left, Xiaomiao could not run any more. Instead, he walked fast. At this time, the other three teams reached the end of the line, and everyone's eyes focused on Xiaomiao.

At this time, the pressure

Xiaomiao can only stick to the end.

This is her last stubbornness.

Seeing that Wen Ming had been sending messages with his mobile phone, Chen Song asked, "what's the matter?"

Wen Mingmo raises his mobile phone to show him. Chen song looks at it and wrists his eyebrows.

The first thought in my heart is that if something happens to Xiao Miao, a Shi can kill him!

He chin slightly raised: "let her stop."

Wen Ming shrugged: "if you fail to pass the examination, you will start again with the next issue."

"No way."

Wen Ming immediately sent a message to the Secretariat: "the boss told Xiaomiao not to run away. It's qualified for her."

Secretariat: [... To tell you the truth, just now some people said that our Secretariat has the privilege, even if it can't reach the finish line, it will be qualified. You are just like slapping face!]

Wen Ming: is face important or life important

Secretariat: [... OK, I'll go to Xiaomiao now.]

Some people in the crowd ran towards Xiaomiao, but before she ran, Xiaomiao had already fallen down.

Unfortunately, it just fell under the nose of Chen and song.

Before Wen Ming can react, Chen song has already pushed him away. However, seven or eight meters away, Chen Song runs over and squats down to check Miao's condition.

Xiaomiao white face struggle: "help me up, I can run."

Chen Song frowned: "is there roast duck waiting for you at the end or hot pot waiting for you? Why do you run when you're all like this? "

"No, I have to climb to the end today!" For the first time, Xiaomiao insisted without the temptation of delicious food.

Before those people's strange voice still rang in her ears, if she lost, it is no different to directly sit those people's words.

She lost the face of the whole Secretariat!

She would never allow such a thing to happen!

She climbs Chen Song's arm and stands up. Her legs tremble and her stomach aches.

But she still insisted on taking a step forward, and then faltered and fell forward again. Chen Song quickly grabbed her, and then bowed to a princess to hold her.

"To the end, yes."

Then Chen Song holding Xiaomiao in full view of the public step by step toward the end of the past.

When Xiaomiao reacts, he can see the man's handsome face and firm eyes.

Don't say, he was quite warm. Maybe her legs were off the ground, and her lower abdomen didn't seem to have any pain.

It's just

It seems that the so-called privilege of the Secretariat is more real!

"Boss, you let me go, I'll go by myself..."

Chen Song glanced at her and hummed coldly: "I'm afraid you'll go back and complain to Ashi..."

Xiaomiao

That's the idea.

In short, no one was shouting for help, and no one was clapping. The scene was quiet, only the voice of Chen Song walking.

sonorous and forceful.

All the way to the end, Chen Song looked down at Xiaomiao: "OK?"

Xiaomiao nodded: "OK, ok..."

Seeing the people around him, his eyes were full of unbelievable. Xiaomiao felt it was too embarrassing.

She struggled for a moment: "now you can..."

"Stretcher!" Chen Song's cold voice interrupted Xiao Miao's words.

Someone had been carrying a stretcher for a long time. Chen Song put her on the stretcher directly. Before she got up, she twisted her eyebrows and said in a deep voice.

"Don't you think it's time to lose weight?"

Xiaomiao originally wanted to say thanks. As soon as this sentence came out, she was immediately displeased: "I eat your rice!"

Chen Song raised his hand and waved in disgust: "send it to the infirmary!"

Next to the good sister of the Secretariat with a helpless look at Xiaomiao, want to let her repeat just now.

So on the way to the infirmary, she suggested to Xiao Miao, "Miao, can you be polite when you talk to the boss?"

"He didn't mean it first! I can't run any more and ask myself to go. He has to hold me, but I didn't let him hold me! You think I'm fat! "

Sister: "Miao, Yuelao is just giving you a steel bar. You can break it!"