"Xiao Tian, congratulations on winning the first place in the 100 meters in the school sports meeting." This girl with a sweet smile was my classmate in elementary school, then in junior high school, and in the future...
Um.
They say that torturing your wife is a moment of pleasure, chasing her to the crematorium.
I would never do such a stupid thing.
"Xiaofang, thank you. I feel that the school sports meeting can no longer satisfy me. I want to try competing in the city." Su Shen clearly remembers that in half a year, it will be his first time in the Xiangshan City Sports Games. The day when he won the first prize in one fell swoop.
That was also my real first medal.
It was the first time to become famous in the city.
"Well, okay, if you need help with your studies, you can ask me for tutoring." The exquisite girl turned her head and said: "Although I think you can study harder. Didn't you tell me that you want to be a professor in the future? Really? I see you are getting further and further away from what you said."
Su Shen remembered this memory.
The last time I didn't say anything, I just smiled awkwardly, because... I felt completely unsure.
At that time, I felt that it was too difficult to become a professor with my grades.
It's harder than winning the five million welfare lottery.
But now.
He was no longer the 14-year-old boy he seemed to be, so he said confidently: "Don't worry, Xiaofang, I will definitely remember what I said, and you must abide by the agreement."
Although Su Shen didn't speak very loudly, with such full confidence, Lin Yanfang, a childhood sweetheart, couldn't help but feel like she missed half a breath. Not many young people of this age can exude this kind of temperament from the inside out.
But when she thought of that play-house agreement when she was a child, she couldn't help but blush. She could only nod, and then ran back to the classroom with a small step.
That flash of turning around really made Su Shen feel his heart beat faster.
…
After the school sports meeting ended, Yang Yongqiang came over with his notebook, and at the same time the "connected person" came over. He asked Su Shen to do the 100 meters again, and this time he had to count his watch himself.
The "connected person" is named Zhang Gu. Although he doesn't know many things, he can still shoot a starting gun.
Why bring the starting gun? This is what Yang Yongqiang wants to watch again in the most realistic environment——
Can this kid really run that fast?
"Don't be nervous, Xiao Tian. This is just a test. You can just run normally." Yang Yongqiang wanted to help Su Shen reduce his mental stress, but he didn't know... what pressure did Su Shen need to reduce?
There was no pressure on him at all.
I have done this test countless times, but it only involves eating and drinking.
Who would be nervous about eating and drinking?
Seeing Su Shen standing on the starting line again, Yang Yongqiang suddenly thought of something. He stopped the test and asked the male teacher from a "connected household" to go to the sports equipment room to get a simple running aid.
Su Shen understood it at a glance, but he didn't say much and just waited where he was.
After a while, the starting block was brought over, and Yang Yongqiang asked: "Xiao Tian, can you use this thing? Judging from your posture just now, it seems that you have used a starting block before."
"Well, Teacher Yang, I saw it on TV. I used bricks against the wall at home to do a simple routine." Yang Yongqiang nodded after listening. He knew that this boy liked running and speed very much. Wasn't it just because of what he said in the first place——
I once stole my family's motorcycle to race, and I liked the feeling of a young man chasing the wind.
Just recruit him to the school track and field team?
This little boy is born with a sense of speed.
Like, this is also a factor that is very necessary if you want to run well.
Otherwise, no matter how talented you are, if you don’t like this thing at all, it will affect your performance and your upper limit.
It’s hard to stick to the boring training day after day if you like it, let alone if you don’t like it.
Seeing Su Shen standing on the running gear in a very standard manner, Yang Yongqiang always felt...
Well, this is a bit too standard.
There's nothing wrong with him.
The postures are almost the same as those of the national athletes I have seen on TV.
It's weird if there is a difference.
In this day and age, perhaps the most standard one is Su Shen.
Although there is a gap in physical fitness compared to before, he will still not forget the movements and techniques.
Even this running aid was so rusted that it could not be adjusted. It was not very comfortable for Su Shen to use. But the small town junior high school doesn't have much funds, and he can't force it.
A closer look.
Even Zhang Gu, a "relational household" who is half-assed, feels this.
This is a preparatory move.
It’s also so impactful and beautiful.
It's just a gesture, and I haven't run yet.
"Everyone in his place."
"preparation."
"boom--"
As soon as the sound of the starting gun sounded, Su Shen's whole body was automatically turned into an arrow.
Keep your eyes focused and move forward with all your strength.
This speed seems to be even faster than before.
Is it my own illusion?
Although Yang Yongqiang is not a professional coach, he has been leading the school track and field team. He can basically judge how fast it is. Only this time, this child, for the first time, had something in his mind...
Anticipation imbalance.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap.
While Yang Yongqiang was thinking about this, Su Shen was also subconsciously feeling his own changes.
The power of starting off and kicking off the ground is stronger, probably because of the increased strength attribute.
The overall hard speed and cadence have also changed significantly. Is this the reason for the increase in speed attributes?
I see.
After Su Shen figured out the general routine, his heart became more and more agitated. He was sure that in this life, he would be able to create an even more glorious China.
Snap, snap, snap, snap, snap, snap.
Finally, we are almost at the finish line and ready to press the line. Even this technique, Yang Yongqiang feels, is impeccable.
call--
Feeling a gust of wind whistling past him, Yang Yongqiang quickly pressed the handheld device, looked down, and was shocked.
11.42 seconds?
Although it is a handwritten note, 02~03 seconds are added to the electronic note, but this is too fast.
He is only over 14 years old.
But Yang Yongqiang didn't know that in his previous life, Su Shen won the electric record of 11.72 seconds in the Xiangshan Municipal Competition in the second half of the year. In other words, in terms of notes, in November, he had the results he has now. Now coupled with the "Five-Dimensional Flying Man System" that fell from the sky, as well as his many years of training experience and memory, Su Shen is not surprised that this result appeared half a year ahead of schedule.
What he wants to do is to break the previous record of 11.72 seconds in the municipal competition in November.
That would be considered success.
"Well, Xiaotian, why don't we take a rest later and let's try again?" Yang Yongqiang looked at the notepad in his hand. He even doubted whether he had made a mistake, so he could only ask Su Shen to try again later.
Because he is really the fastest among the middle school students he has ever seen.
too fast.
It exceeded his psychological expectations.
Half an hour later, the test was done again.
This time the speed dropped significantly.
But this is normal. It takes time for you to recover after running fast.
The higher the level, the greater the impact.
This time Su Shen's time was only 11.54 seconds, 0.12 seconds slower than just now.
But this time... Yang Yong strongly believed it.
He looked at Su Shen, and said with a mixture of shock and excitement: "There is a competition in the city in November this year. Do you want to try it?" In the last life, Su Shen participated in this competition on his own initiative. This time, the situation was obviously different. changed.
"Well, okay, Teacher Yang." Su Shen nodded in agreement, because this was what he originally wanted to do, where he wanted to enter the professional path in one fell swoop.
Seeing Su Shen leave, Yang Yongqiang was obviously a little upset. He thought about it, ran to the office, and called his old friend. She was Ning Debao, a teacher at the sports school in Xiangshan City. Ningdebao didn't think much about it. Although it sounded good to him,... the results compared in the school were really too low.
She had received several calls like this before, and she ran over to see them with great interest, but then... she was all disappointed.
Basically, either the timing is not standardized, or the runway has shrunk, or there is a problem with the statistics. Anyway, everyone has their own opinions. But in a real sense, there are no results based on the rules of one's own professional team...
As time went by, Ningdebao became indifferent. He felt that if this was really the case, he would know it when he waits until the Xiangshan City middle school students' track and field competition in November. She was fed up with going there in high spirits and coming back disappointed.
Seeing that his old friend Ningdebao didn't seem so "positive", Yang Yongqiang was a little depressed, but he couldn't force it. In this case, he asked Su Shen to improve himself again in training, so that he could become a blockbuster in the Xiangshan City competition half a year later.
Blind your old friend's eyes.
With this idea in mind, Yang Yongqiang accidentally blinded himself first.
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