God of Life

I don't know if it was a coincidence or special fate, but the scene exactly the same as when we first met suddenly awakened Wang Yan's memory.

A female leopard roared past by itself.

A gust of hurricane was rolled up, crushing a patch of dawn.

Last time it was 7:30 in the evening, now it is 6:30 in the morning, the same heat is fading, and the sky is dim.

A girl with a height of at least 185, wearing professional sports shorts + a vest, swung a pair of well-proportioned, strong long legs, and rolled over like a hurricane.

The smooth thigh muscles tensed and contracted extremely every time he took a step.

When stepping out, it is like a compressed spring, releasing huge kinetic energy suddenly, pushing her to sprint like a cheetah.

In just one breath, she rushed across the edge of the straight track, then slowed down, moved her body, and walked back slowly.

On the way home, she faced the rising sun, as if stepping on the morning sun, and retrace her steps step by step.

The slender, smooth, and perfect body contained extremely wild power. It walked slowly, but it was so elegant, leisurely, and calm.

The single ponytail danced in the sunlight, blurring a piece of fine light spots.

Last time, Wang Yan couldn't see the girl's face clearly under the rays of the sun and the afterglow of the setting sun, but the impact of power and beauty was forever imprinted in his heart.

But now, she walked towards the light, and finally let Wang Yan see her true face.

Two words are enough to describe: heroic!

Healthy wheat-colored skin, not white, but extremely smooth, sweat beads can't stay, dripping in arcs.

The ancient Greek sculpture-like face, brow bone, nose bridge, lip line, every part is so sharp and angular, like a knife and ax chisel.

She has a pair of black and white eyes, and smooth long black hair. She should be a pure-blood Chinese girl, but her appearance is inexplicably Mediterranean, and she doesn't look like the popular Internet celebrities today.

Especially those eyes, which are much narrower and longer than ordinary people - not small, definitely not the kind of squinted eyes, on the contrary, they should be regarded as big eyes, but the ratio of length and height is very special, which makes them appear narrow and long.

Fengmu?

Probably something similar? !

Wang Yan was not sure, but felt that the other party's eyes were very attractive, cold, sharp, and staring...

All in all, she is handsome and cool enough, and she looks like a very self-sufficient, very powerful woman.

"Her name is Gong Feiyu?"

"Yes indeed!"

Brother-in-law Song Chen nodded excitedly, he had never been so enthusiastic about any woman before.

"Brother, I talked about her several times during the dormitory night talk, what have you been listening to?!"

What night do you not talk about girls!

Two new names pop up every now and then, do you want to inquire about them one by one? !

First Young Master Wang was speechless, glanced at the sand sculptures that had been spattered with chicken blood, and scolded: "Warm up!"

Don't be so embarrassing, okay?

My eyes are almost getting into other people's clothes!

Just after scolding, there was a slap, and the squirrel's feet went limp, and it threw itself to the ground with garlic.

"I'll go, buddy, are you okay?"

Everyone was shocked, and before they could help, the squirrel immediately got up and continued running with its head down, waving its hands vigorously.

"It's okay, it's okay, uh, I saw my buddy just now, I didn't pay attention..."

Yes, yes, you fell because of your buddy, and it has nothing to do with the girl who came over face to face!

Everyone pretended to believe it, and watched the squirrel waving to greet the rushing boy: "Daimo, brother is here!"

It was a skinny boy with a shaved crew cut, about 188 in height, wearing a Li Ning sports suit, with a towel hanging around his neck, and a pair of spikes in his hand.

Dai Mo waved at the squirrel, but did not reply, and raised his voice to greet Gong Feiyu.

"Miss Gong, good morning!"

"Hello, morning."

Gong Feiyu nodded politely and responded with a smile.

The squirrel exaggeratedly clutched its chest and cried out in a low voice, "Oh my god, I'm dead! It's so crispy!"

Gong Feiyu's voice is deep and slightly sandy, but it's not the kind of hoarse drake voice, with a very seductive magnetism, very pleasant to hear.

The rest of the sand sculptures all reacted in the same way, each of them stopped in agitation, and glanced at Gong Feiyu who was getting closer and closer.

The dumb buddies continued to chat with her.

"Miss Gong, you just came back and started training again?"

"Well, I'm used to it."

"Calm down, the coach is always using you as a negative example, saying that if you hadn't been injured during extra training, you would definitely win the Universiade this year..."

"Oh, thank you."

"Okay, I won't disturb your practice. Teacher Wang is good! You're busy, I'll go see my friends."

Daimo waved to Gong Feiyu, bowed to the middle-aged coach, and ran slowly towards Wang Yan and his party.

Wang Jiao walked to Gong Feiyu's side, and began to mutter something with gestures, Gong Feiyu still said little, only nodded occasionally, but his expression was very focused.

The voice was so low that Wang Yan couldn't hear clearly, so after taking another look, he turned his attention back to Daimo.

Squirrel pulled his buddies and was the first to introduce to Wang Yan: "Boss, this is my buddy. The sprinter Mo Xiaoyu who just entered the sports academy this year, we are all called Daimo, you can call yourself whatever you like!"

Before Wang Yan could say hello, classmate Daimo rushed up enthusiastically.

"Boss Wang, I have admired you for a long time! That record of falling across the bridge is amazing! There are rumors among freshmen in the physical education institute that you are from a family of martial arts, is it true or not?"

Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

"How can there be any martial arts family now? You really dare to think."

"I understand, I understand, ancestral training, right?"

Da Mo's disbelief was clearly written on his face, and he nodded with a smile, not knowing what the hell he was thinking.

The three essences of human beings: Brain Supplement, Lemon, Mamai Pi, and Daimo alone occupies two.

"MMP, rat, I told you a long time ago, find a chance to let me know Brother Wang, and dragged it until now... So what, Brother Wang, what do you want to practice? My buddies know everything and talk endlessly !"

Breaking down a sentence and telling the two of them, Wang Yan was about to respond when the squirrel jumped ahead.

"Hey, Dad, you know Gong Feiyu, can you bring her here to give us training?!"

According to First Young Master Wang's temper, if the younger brother dared to grab his words, he was so unruly, so he should have just ignored him on the spot.

But upon hearing Squirrel's suggestion, he immediately withdrew his violent thoughts and smiled calmly.

Well, I think you are thinking about the class, and the suggestion is beneficial to the collective honor, so let me forgive you for a while!

In the end, Daimo curled his lips in disdain, and directly pouted the squirrel back.

"Fantasy your spring and autumn dream! Sister Gong is the runner-up in the women's 100m at the Universiade. Next year, she will definitely participate in a closed training camp and prepare for the Olympics. Please just invite me?!"

I go!

Is it that strong? !

Not only were everyone surprised, Wang Yan was also a little surprised.

"Is it true? Why is there no movement at all, and we haven't heard of it?!"

"The Universiade has only been exposed to a certain extent...but if you look carefully for news, there must be some."

It's unbelievable that Dai Mo speaks with certainty.

"Miss Gong just came back not long ago. You didn't see her before. She went to Yalong Bay for treatment. After recovering from her injury, she can fight for an Olympic medal. That's the baby bump of our school's physical education department. You Ah, don't worry about it before it's too late!"

"Damn it!" Ruyu was dumbfounded, "It's really cool!"

Song Chen followed up and asked: "Miss Gong is a sophomore, right? How old are you this year?"

"Junior!"

Dai Mo immediately corrected it.

"But the age should be only 18 years old. She has practiced sprinting since the third year of junior high school, and she was specially recruited in the second year of high school."

Snow Pea was shocked: "So young?! Wait a minute, what's your name?"

Dai Mo curled his lips in disdain: "For competitive sports, grades are everything, age and seniority are nothing!"

Wang Yan's heart suddenly moved.

Gong Feiyu will be 19 years old next year, 23 years old for the 2020 Tokyo Olympics, and 27 years old for the 2024 Paris Olympics...

Immediately asked Dai Mo: "Brother, you sprinters, at what age was your peak performance?"

Daimo answered Wang Yan's every question and seemed to be very respectful.

"Brother Wang, according to the current research theory, the peak of black people is about 20-24 years old, and the peak of yellow people is a little later, between 24-28 years old...Of course, they are all approximate intervals, and the specifics will definitely vary." It varies from person to person."

Let me go, according to this, Gong Feiyu is such a gold mine!

With a good image and outstanding results, as long as he wins an Olympic champion, he will be worth more than Dayao immediately!

Do you want to sign it? !

His thoughts turned to signing the contract, and he paused for a moment. First Young Master Wang was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

What are you thinking?

Really!

Recently, my mind is full of entertainment companies, and my thinking is involuntarily a little biased. When I see the potential economic value, I want to dig it out, and I am a little dazed.

You just need a career to cover up, not a career itself!

As a warning to himself, Wang Yan stopped thinking wildly and only looked at Gong Feiyu with pure appreciation.

glance over...

Ugh, it's stressful.

185 girl, really Jill is cruel!

Hey, by the way, how high is it, check it out!

There was no data next to Gong Feiyu's face. Obviously, the girl was not in Star City when Wang Yan scanned the whole city last time, so she wasn't on the list at all.

Otherwise, when we meet today, there will definitely be a reminder.

After throwing out 10,000 yuan in change, Gong Feiyu's data was immediately added to the list.

【Name: Gong Feiyu】

[Age: 18 years old (97.3.31)]

[Appearance: 95 points]

[Status: 98 points (net height 183, measurements are being calculated...the system has crashed)]

[Special: 92 points]

[Location: Star Master Playground]

I'll go, the total score is 285!

All Star City ranked fourth, second only to classmate He Miaomiao's score of 287!

And the place where she loses points is very weird.

[Appearance: Not the type you admire the most, but even if there is a slight deviation from your aesthetics, you still have to admit that she is astonishingly beautiful]

[Body: a perfect combination of strength and beauty, but because the sense of pressure is too strong, she is not the ultimate figure in your mind]

[Special: Years of outdoor exercise, weathered by wind and rain, causing her skin and body to be troubled by injuries, even so, she still has special bonus points]

In other words, if it were a man with a shy personality, Gong Feiyu might be a top-notch beauty with full marks in all three events in his eyes!

Uh, turn around and find out who is more fanatical about her.

As soon as First Young Master Wang turned his head, he immediately found out three potential trembling girls—Song Chen, Song Shu, and Hu Liang.

Huh? !

Why is Ruyu so promising? !

Young Master Wang became more and more obscene, and asked Ruyu directly, "Do you like Gong Feiyu?"

Ruyu shook her head and smiled dryly: "I've seen old Siberian tigers a lot, and I'm a little hesitant about this type... I get beaten every day when I go home, who the hell can bear it..."

I can't stand being beaten by my wife, but Aruba enjoys being beaten by a group of old men every day...

Ruyu, you can do it!

Back to the topic.

All in all, Gong Feiyu felt a little... er, a sense of distance to the current First Young Master Wang.

It's not just about height.

Those sisters are very similar to Liu Li to a certain extent, they are all masters with ideals, goals, and a lot of energy in their hearts.

Or it can be said that most respectable people are similar, but it is difficult to make people feel close.

Anyway, Wang Yan didn't have the heart to disturb others, so it's better to enjoy them quietly.

"Okay, brothers, the warm-up is over, what should everyone practice, start practicing immediately!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands, urging everyone to move, then turned around and asked Daimo, "Brother, our sprinters are already here, where do we start?"

"Let me tell you some basic things first, and then we all start running. Let's solve the problem slowly in actual training, okay?!"

Dai Mo looked at him, he was actually very organized in the professional field, he pulled his brothers together and taught them every sentence.

"Attention must be highly concentrated!"

"Push down after kicking off the ground! Press down with strength!"

"Use your forward center of gravity!"

"At the stage of the journey, pay attention to body coordination, and swing your arms more naturally!"

After three or five times, everyone finally formed a certain concept of the technical essentials, and it was much more natural to run.

Dai Mo clapped his hands and signaled everyone to do it all over again.

"Come on, brothers, let's run for a regular run. I'll pinch the watch for you to see how fast it is and how much room for improvement. Do your best!"

"Okay, come on!"

Wang Yan, Chuanwa, Wang Yihang, and Xiaolei, who were about to run 100 meters, squatted down on the edge of the track, waiting for Daimo to give the order.

Everyone didn't wear spikes, and there were no starting blocks on the runway, but everything was still done according to the rules.

In Daimo's words, it is to develop a habit, and use a sense of ritual to excite the mood, so as to stimulate the tension of the muscle groups.

"Get ready...run!"

With an order, Wang Yan shot out like an arrow.

Sprinting requires not only agility, but also strength.

In fact, all individual sports that seem to be only related to speed, at the demand level, require comprehensive quality. Individual sports are high but partial, and they cannot be played at all.

Young Master Wang's 79 points of strength, agility, and physique showed a very astonishing effect.

Because there is no dynamic camera to capture the image, what the naked eye sees is not intuitive, and it can only be compared with the friends next to it——

Even so, Wang Yan was still at least three positions ahead of Chuan Wa, who was the fastest, and kept it all the way to the finish line.

After running down the 100 meters with all his strength, Wang Yan only panted slightly. The remaining three buddies not only panted heavily like a bellows, but their vests were soaked with sweat.

"Fuck! Brother Wang, you can run?!"

Dai Mo was a little stunned, looked down at the stopwatch, and suddenly slapped his thigh in frustration.

"Damn! I'm not sure about being the starter and timing!"

Wang Yan smiled indifferently: "It's okay, I have to continue practicing anyway, just count it again."

"Okay, wait until I call a classmate and borrow a whistle, let's measure it!"

Daimo was very curious about Wang Yan's real speed, proposed it enthusiastically, and immediately took out his phone.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from the side.

"Don't worry, I'll help you test it!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw Wang Jiao strolling over, staring at Wang Yan with piercing eyes.

On the edge of the runway, Gong Feiyu stood still with his arms folded, his eyes focused on Wang Yan with interest.

A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes ignored Wang Yan's face, circling on his bare shoulders and arms, and quickly moved to those long legs. .

Then go all the way down, all the way to the ankle.

Finally, he stopped on the ordinary pair of running shoes, his eyes brightened.