Ms. Tan Is The Real Boss Chapter 1231: 1230 make some noise

Chapter 1231: 1230 make some noise

It was unclear how many saboteurs were in this group, but after the six compet.i.tors, two more people showed up to hinder Tan Rou’s progress. These two individuals didn’t worry Tan Rou at all; she frequently changed lanes and managed to confuse them so thoroughly that they eventually gave up attacking her and turned to attack others instead.

Tan Rou’s actions made many compet.i.tors realize something was amiss with this race, and they kept their guard up while running. As soon as someone approached them, they would quickly switch lanes. By the end of the race, there were still quite a few of them left.

“Phew,” Tan Rou breathed out, and then grabbed a towel to wipe off her sweat, “How was my speed?”

Zhuang Liu had been timing Tan Rou, and when he heard her ask about her performance, he immediately replied, “Compared to your usual speed, you were about a minute and a half slower this time. But that’s not your fault; you ran on the outer track too much, and the frequent lane changes naturally affected your performance.”

Tan Rou pursed her lips, “Okay, I thought that increasing my speed would make up for the time lost on the outer track. But it seems it didn’t.”

“I’ve checked your results, and you are currently the fastest. As long as no one surpa.s.ses you later, first place will be yours,” Zhuang Liu said.

Tan Rou smiled, “My speed was so slow, and yet I still could win first place?”

Zhuang Liu replied, “Although you weren’t as fast as usual, you were faster than the average person. If you partic.i.p.ated in a professional compet.i.tion, you could definitely place well. But I think you should not partic.i.p.ate anymore; it pains me.”

“Got it.” Tan Rou handed the towel back to Zhuang Liu, “I won’t partic.i.p.ate in such compet.i.tions anymore, it’s exhausting.” If not for Professor Yi asking her to come, she wouldn’t have bothered with this ha.s.sle.

The compet.i.tion wasn’t over yet, and the remaining two races still had unforeseen events due to the special circ.u.mstances that occurred during the second race. The last two races drew a lot of attention from many people, not just in online discussions, but intense debates also erupted offline, and some grew heated directly on the field.

“I told you someone hit me, and you didn’t believe it,” a contestant who had been eliminated exploded from the stands. “No way, you must explain this to me, or I won’t leave!”

With him making a scene, other eliminated contestants couldn’t sit still either, and they all demanded an explanation from the committee.

The committee had no choice but to stop avoiding the issue and sent someone to make a statement, coincidentally it was the pockmarked-faced man who had spoken to Wu Hao before.

The pockmarked-faced man stood at the judges’ stand, cleared his throat, and said, “Accidents occurring in these compet.i.tions are quite normal. Even in the Olympics, accidents happen. It’s just that we had more people this time, and things got a bit chaotic. Things got tense, and then some of you were eliminated. I really can understand your feelings…”

“You understand nothing!” a tall man stormed up to the stand, holding a sports shoe in his hand. Before he even got close, he threw the shoe at the pockmarked-faced man, “This sports event definitely has problems!”

The pockmarked-faced man was terrified, “Security! Where is security?”

The security guards were inside the field maintaining order and hadn’t antic.i.p.ated someone rus.h.i.+ng the stand. So they were stunned when they saw someone charge and didn’t react immediately.

The intruding man pushed the pockmarked-faced man down, grabbed the microphone, and shouted, “My name’s Chen Feng, and I was also a contestant in this long-distance race. I thought I was going to win, but on my tenth lap, someone suddenly knocked me down. At first, I thought it was an accident, but then I saw that many potential contestants were also knocked down, and those disrupting the race were sent by the committee!”

The pockmarked-faced man got up and argued, “This contestant is delusional from his loss; don’t listen to his nonsense…”

“Get lost!” The man pushed the pockmarked-faced man down again, “You don’t want me to speak, so I’ll speak even more! I don’t know about the other contestants’ intentions for partic.i.p.ating, but I can tell you mine. I came to this long-distance race because the prize is an apartment with three bedrooms and two halls in the Capital city!”