All-round Athlete

Chapter 899 Zhang Guan, You Win!

Gebremeskel withdrew from the title race and the leading trio turned into a leading duo.

At the moment when Gebremeskel was thrown away, deafening shouts erupted from the audience.

"Farah, come on, we must defeat Zhang Guan!"

"Farah, it's up to you to get this gold medal!"

"Farah, you are a warrior of the British Empire, you must kill Zhang Guan!"

"Come on, Farah, for the sake of the British Empire, you must win!"

Tens of thousands of spectators applauded and shouted thunderously.

At this moment, Farah was encouraged like never before.

"Oh my god! The whole audience is looking at me, they are shouting for me, they are cheering for me!" Farah subconsciously glanced in the direction of the auditorium.

"Oh! That person in the stands seems to be David Beckham! Has he also come to the scene?"

"Is the mayor of London next to him? I remember meeting him once!"

"And other celebrities, they're all rooting for me!"

Farah felt that he had never been so valued, and he became the hope of the British.

"Defeat Zhang Guan! As long as I defeat Zhang Guan and get this gold medal, I will be the hero of the whole of Britain, and I can get everything I want!" At this time, Farah felt that his heart was filled with hope, and he seemed to have forgotten In spite of fatigue, there is only one belief in his heart, that is to defeat Zhang Guan!

Crossing the finish line again, with two final laps remaining in the race. The light in the distance shone on Farah's body and into Farah's eyes, blocking his sight for a moment. He seemed to feel that it was the dawn of victory.

At this moment, Farah seemed to see that he was standing on the top of the podium; he seemed to see the gold medal hanging around his neck; he seemed to see the British flag rising slowly, and beside his ear Wrapping around is the song "God Save the Queen".

The picture in Farah's mind suddenly changed. He felt that he was surrounded by the crowd, and the people around him lifted him above his head, applauding him, cheering for him. They called him the hero of the British Empire!

The picture in Farah's mind changed again. He came to a magnificent palace. There was a long red carpet in front of him. He walked to the end of the red carpet, where there was a red kneeling mat. Farah knelt down, He lowered his head and kissed the ground, and at this moment, Her Majesty the Queen had appeared in front of him, ready to honor him...

In the next second, Farah's thoughts returned to the field and reality.

However, he found that the distance between Zhang Guan and himself seemed to have been widened.

"What's going on? Has Zhang Guan become faster again?"

...

Zhang Guan is using the skill of running at a constant speed, so of course he will not become faster. It was actually Farah who slowed down.

Farah is stronger than Gebremeskel, but not by much. Gebremeskel has been thrown away, and of course Farah can't keep up. He only lasted more than 200 meters longer than Gebremeskel.

"Keep up! Be sure to keep up!" Farah kept saying to himself, but his feet slowed down involuntarily.

"I can't keep up!" Farah watched Zhang Guan gradually go away.

"Everything just now was just a dream!" At this moment, Farah would rather stay in the dream just now forever than wake up.

...

"Hey..." The audience at the scene let out bursts of disappointment. Farah failed to meet people's expectations in the end, and he was thrown behind by Zhang Guan.

"Farah lost again!"

"Zhang Guan stole another gold medal from our British team!"

"There's really no one who can stop him."

Unwilling to be disappointed, permeated the audience.

But Zhang Guan's ear rang the last round of reminder bells.

"There is still the last lap!" Zhang Guan knew that the champion was close at hand.

300 meters, 200 meters, 100 meters, Zhang Guan entered the sprint of the final straight.

Cross the finish line!

However, the scene only remembered the sparse applause and cheers. As the British public enemy, at least the British audience at the scene did not want to see Zhang Guan win the gold medal, especially if the British team snatched the gold medal.

"Look! 12 minutes and 33 seconds! Zhang Guan broke the world record again!"

"The world record of 5,000 meters should be 12 minutes and 37 seconds held by Bekele! Unbelievable, Zhang Guan improved this world record by 4 seconds."

"No wonder Farah will lose to Zhang Guan, this is a new world record! It is normal for Farah to lose."

"From 100 meters to 10,000 meters, in every Olympic event in between, Zhang Guan has won Olympic gold medals, and they are all world record holders! Running king, he is the real running king!"

"100 meters, 200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters, 1500 meters, 5000 meters, 10000 meters, seven world records, terrible, really terrible!"

"Six years ago, Zhang Guan ruled the sprint; four years ago, Zhang Guan ruled the mid-distance running; and this year, Zhang Guan ruled the long-distance running! No one has ever done what Zhang Guan does, and I believe there will be no one in the future Zhang Guan has achieved this!"

"Although Zhang Guan stole another gold medal from our British team, I have to admit that Zhang Guan is the greatest athlete in the world!"

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On the evening of August 11, London time, Zhang Guan won the men's 5,000-meter gold medal in the London Olympics with a world-record-breaking result. This is also his ninth gold medal in the London Olympics.

...

In a house in the suburbs of London, Sebastian was sitting on the ground, leaning against the sofa, holding a wine bottle in his hand. He was already very drunk.

This morning, Sebastian received a call from the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister hopes that Sebastian can take the initiative to resign as the chairman of the London Olympic Organizing Committee.

Sebastian had already guessed that this day would come. He thought it would be more dignified for him to resign after the London Olympics ended, but he never expected that before the London Olympics ended, he would receive this a phone call.

More importantly, after discussion, the big shots in Downing Street asked Sebastian to resign before the closing ceremony of the Olympic Games!

As the chairman of the Olympic Organizing Committee, it is really a humiliation for Sebastian to resign before the Olympic Games are over.

Tomorrow night, the closing ceremony of the London Olympics will be held soon, and Sebastian only has one day.

Therefore, Sebastian chose to get drunk tonight. He didn't want to go to the bar, he didn't want people to see his ugly appearance, he chose to stay at home, close the door, open a few bottles of wine in his living room, and then drank them all.

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Sebastian, the chairman of the IAAF and the chairman of the British Olympic Organizing Committee..." Zhang Guan's post-match interview came back to the TV. He just won the 5,000-meter gold medal.

"Mr. Sebastian, Chairman of the British Olympic Organizing Committee? From tomorrow onwards, I won't be anymore!" Sebastian couldn't hold the bottle anymore, so he could only let the bottle fall on the ground, and then rolled to the ground corner, and at the same time spill the wine inside on the stall.

"Zhang Guan, you won!" Sebastian sighed softly.

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