"President Zhao, may I ask what is wrong with your team members, they are not in good shape or are they not in good training?"

"Chairman Zhao, what do you think of the next game......

Faced with a group of reporters' questions, Zhao Fen's expression became more and more ugly.

However, on Zhang Fan's side, there are only the last three people left.

"Now there are still No. 3, No. 7, No. 29 left on the field, and the next thing is the competition for the top three. Xiao Xiao explained, while teasing: "The first place, it must be Zhang Fan's, because he didn't miss once, all of them are ten rings, as long as the last three arrows don't miss the target, cough cough, it seems that except for the No. 4 player, no one has missed the target." ”

"Hahaha!"

A crowd burst out laughing.

Player No. 4 is not from Z City.

Listening to Xiaoxiao's voice, Zhao Fen's face was pale, his mother was mentally retarded, why did he invite him, isn't this a slap in the face.

However, at this time, the final round of archery competition also ended.

"At the end of the final round, the No. 3 player finished first with a score of 720 points. ”

Runner No. 7 finished second with a score of 709. ”

Runner No. 29 finished third with a score of 705. ”

When the coach announced the results, the audience was silent.

Your sister, it's the first again, is there any mistake.

The eerie atmosphere made the people in front of the TV a little unnatural.

Shouldn't it be the time when the whole stadium explodes when the results are announced, how can it be as quiet as a big night, is this still a game?

But ten seconds later, an extremely passionate scream erupted from the face slap group.

"Brother Fan is mighty and domineering!"

Looking at this scene, Zhao Fen's expression became even more gloomy.

"What's the next game?" Zhao Fen asked.

"President, the next one is weightlifting!" said the assistant.

"Let's get started!"

"Yes, let's arrange it!"

Zhang Fan walked to Xiong Lin's side, with a gloomy smile on the corner of his mouth: "President, what's the next one?

Zhang Fan's voice was very loud, and his voice could be heard twenty meters around.

Suddenly, the eyes of the group widened.

Damn, Zhang Fan, a pervert, is really on the same page as Zhao Fen?

"What's next?

"Weightlifting! Weightlifting!"

", lifting weights, you look at Zhang Fan's small body, it's a little thin, can he lift weights? It seems that the minimum standard is sixty-five kilograms. ”

"His small body, I'm afraid it won't work!"

A group of people discussed in a low voice.

Xiong Lin was also worried, after all, Zhang Fan's body was placed here, and none of the weightlifters in their team were full of muscles.

Moreover, weightlifting is also dangerous to a certain extent. For example, when lifting weights to the top of the head, the athlete is physically exhausted, and suddenly smashes it down, and it is better to say that it is okay not to hit himself, in case he hits himself, it is especially fun.

"Zhang Fan, the next one is weightlifting, you can't do it. Xiong Lin asked in a low voice.

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes: "No?"

Immediately, Zhang Fan stepped forward directly, grabbed Xiong Lin's collar with one hand, grabbed Xiong Lin's belt with the other, and lifted Xiong Lin up with a slight force.

"Ahh

Nima, lifted up in an instant?

But the next moment, Xiong Lin's back suddenly felt cold.

Hearing Xiong Lin's shout, a group of people immediately turned their eyes over, and when they saw Xiong Lin being lifted high by Zhang Fan, a group of people had an itchy throat.

Nima, slap in the face on the spot?

"President, can I do it?" Zhang Fan chuckled, what are you kidding, his current strength has reached forty-six points, and he has not done it for nothing in the past two months of training.

Although he didn't get a blood and break through the limit again, it also rose by three points, and he hadn't drawn a lottery yet, so if he had another potion, it would be fifty.

Isn't it just weightlifting, is it difficult?

Xiong Lin's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly roared: "Okay, okay, you can do it, you can put me down quickly." ”

Nima, more than two meters tall, if you fall, you won't be thrown into a stupid comparison.

Ouyang Feng and a group of people directly took a few steps back, for fear that Zhang Fan would use them as experiments.

But the next moment, everyone reacted.

Xiong Lin is tall and big, at least eighty-five kilograms, right?

, Zhang Fan was able to lift him up, at least to the level of weightlifting in the weight class, right?

Zhang Fan put Xiong Lin down, and then clapped his hands: "President, don't say anything like this in front of me in the future, it hurts a man's self-esteem." ”

Looking at Zhang Fan's smiling face, Xiong Lin nodded hurriedly.

Nima, don't you say it in the future?

At this time, Zhao Fen walked over with three weightlifters, his eyes swept over Zhang Fan coldly, and then pointed at Zhang Fan and said, "If you lose to him, you can leave by yourself." ”

The three people behind Zhao Fen sneered at the same time: "Hehe, with his figure, you can rest assured." ”

A group of people around them were stunned.

, when Zhang Fan lifted the bear forest just now, didn't Zhao Fen see it?

That relaxed look, playing weightlifting, is not like playing.

At this time, Zhao Fen's assistant ran over, his eyes looked at Zhang Fan in horror, he had just seen Zhang Fan lifting the bear forest, and immediately, he hurriedly lowered his head and said in Zhao Fen's ear: "President, let's not participate in the weightlifting event." ”

Zhao Fenyin raised his head and said coldly: "Wang Xiang, did you not take medicine in the morning or were you scared stupid, why don't we participate in the weightlifting event in Z City." ”

"President, you didn't see it just now, Zhang ......"

Before the assistant could finish speaking, a big ear slapped him in the face.

"Get out, Lao Tzu is the president or you are the president, do I need you to point fingers. The flames in Zhao Fen's eyes were about to erupt.

Horse-drawn coins, don't participate in weightlifting? This is a special opportunity sent by God, with Zhang Fan's body, how many kilograms can he lift?

Are you kidding.

Wang Xiang looked at Zhao Fen blankly, feeling the hot pain on his face, and the next moment, he broke out.

"*** Zhao Fen, you stupid, you want to lose face, you go, damn, Lao Tzu will tell you now, Lao Tzu doesn't do it, Lao Tzu goes home to farm is better than staying with you, stupid than around, you dwarf winter melon, Lao Tzu is waiting for you to be slapped in the face. ”

Wang Xiang said, directly took down the Z City sign on his chest and smashed it on Zhao Fen's face.

Zhao Fen looked at Wang Xiang incredulously, and came back to his senses for a while: "Okay, okay, you get out of Lao Tzu, don't come to work here in this life." ”

"Hahaha, it's funny to me, Zhao Fen is brain-dead, ouch, I feel sorry for that uncle. ”

"Hehe, what do you say will happen when Zhao Fen knows the truth of the matter?"

A crowd burst into laughter.