God of Life

"Student, have you practiced any other sports before?"

Wang Jiao took the whistle in his hand and walked around Wang Yan a few times, with eyes like a state banquet chef seeing a good rib. ∟★eight∟★eight∟★read∟★book, .2▲3.o︴

It's understandable to be happy when you see a hunter.

The young master thought about it, and told the truth: "I haven't practiced anything, but I like swimming very much. If I have time, I will go for a couple of laps."

Wang Jiao's face was full of surprise and suspicion, but he resisted any doubts and nodded in agreement.

"Swimming...swimming is good, keep fit, and the load is light..."

Anyone would doubt that Wang Yan's figure really didn't grow naturally.

Broad shoulders, thin waist, long legs.

The muscles on the outside of luǒlù are very smooth, neither dead nor deformed.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that you will have a figure that you will have if you insist on exercising for a long time and exercise very scientifically.

Wang Yan smiled without saying a word, and waited in front of the starting line in an orderly manner.

Wang Jiao didn't say anything more, and turned his head to order Daimo: "I'll give the order, you go to the finish line and wait, the whistle rings the clock, is it okay?"

"Sure!"

Dai Mo responded and ran towards the finish line excitedly.

Wang Jiao glanced back at Gong Feiyu, and suddenly beckoned: "Bai Yu, do you want to follow me? Set an example for your elementary school students."

Gong Feiyu shook his head: "You can't win."

Even though she said that, she still walked to the fifth track silently and stood beside Wang Yan.

The young master glanced sideways at the beautiful woman, feeling very sad.

Spicy shredded chicken, you have to look up...

The absolute difference is actually only 5 centimeters, but it feels like looking up, which makes young and old very uncomfortable.

Gong Feiyu glanced back, his long and narrow phoenix eyes looked extremely majestic when looking sideways at people.

Tut tut!

Let's say it's cold, not exactly;

Describe it as a queen, but it's a bit biased;

Wild? Not comprehensive enough.

How can I sum up this girl's temperament? !

I've never seen this before...

Wang Yan couldn't accurately describe that feeling for a long time, so he shook his head, dispelled the messy thoughts in his mind, and squatted down to prepare seriously.

Wang Jiaoman worked hard, correcting the postures of everyone one by one, explaining the key points of exerting force, and repeatedly training the preparatory movements. After tossing for a long time, he officially called out the preparatory password.

"Get ready... drop!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, Gong Feiyu was the first to rush out like an arrow leaving the string.

At the start, he was at least 0.5 seconds ahead of Wang Yan.

But in the acceleration stage, Wang Yan quickly regained that slight lead and was the first to cross the finish line.

Clap clap!

Dai Mo pressed the stopwatch three times, recorded the top three results, and then looked down.

"Fuck!"

The eyeballs suddenly stared at the boss.

Gong Feiyu slowed down to trot, walked back slowly, and asked Daimo: "How is it?"

He seemed more concerned than Wang Yan.

"You are 11 seconds 38, there should be an error."

Gong Feiyu shook his head: "With my current state, I can't run within 11.4 seconds. Who is that...how is student Wang's grades?"

Da Mo swallowed and spat, and replied in a daze: "10 seconds 95..."

Gong Feiyu narrowed his eyes and looked back at Wang Yan.

The young and the young were very dazed and didn't know the meaning of the result. They smiled casually and calmly, and asked, "What? It's good, or is it lower than expected?"

Before Daimo could say anything, Wang Jiao rushed over, panting from running, and yelled from a distance, "How much is your score?!"

"It's 11 seconds!"

Dai Mo's concise words made Wang Jiao almost fall to the ground.

"Fuck! Is it true?!"

He rushed over even rolling and crawling, grabbed the stopwatch and watched it for himself, and finally believed it.

"Oh my dear, classmate, you are a genius..."

Genius or something, Wang Dashao fell down when he heard it. Bolt is a genius. How much difference is between 9 seconds 58 and 11 seconds? Wang Yan has a b number in his heart.

But to be able to outrun Gong Feiyu, who looks super strong,

The young master really felt a little flattered. 】eight】eight】read】book, .2√3.￠o

Hee hee, you are so powerful, aren't you still defeated by my legs?

Of course, the little secret joys are the small secret joys, first young master Wang will not be so tasteless, he really compares his grades with girls, so he is pulled down with a smile.

As a result, the bland reaction of the young and old immediately angered a group of professional players.

Daimo hurriedly explained to Wang Yan.

"Boss Wang, let me give you a brief introduction to the country's current athlete standards!

In the men's 100 meters, the score of 11.74 seconds can be declared as a second-level athlete.

The first level requires a formal competition above the provincial level, with a time of 10.93 seconds.

The athlete's requirement is 10 seconds 60.

A national athlete, 10 seconds 30, is enough to directly participate in the Olympic Games...

Brother, you are now a proper first-level athlete! "

Is it great?

Wang Yan didn't think so.

The top level in China is still scum in the world.

People of the yellow race have extremely obvious talent shortcomings in sports that require explosive power, which are not comparable to black people.

But to put it another way, the average intelligence of blacks has been hammered by the Chinese.

It's all due to talent, and it needs to be viewed objectively, sober and self-sufficient.

So Wang Yan really didn't think he was so good, he was not at the top level in the country, so proud of himself?

However, Gong Feiyu and Wang Jiao obviously didn't see it that way.

"You're good!"

Gong Feiyu clapped his hands twice, with a very sincere attitude.

Wang Yan smiled modestly: "You are the real one. My grades are not top-notch among boys, but you are at the top level among girls. There is no comparison."

"You can't see it that way."

Gong Feiyu shook his head: "You haven't received professional training, and you can achieve this result with your talent. If you practice hard, 10.3 seconds is definitely not a problem. You have the talent to win the domestic championship, at least."

When she said this, her eyes were shining and she was very energetic.

"It's impossible for me to take the sports route. I have my career and goals."

Wang Yan's straightforward explanation was mainly for the impatient Wang Jiao, but Gong Feiyu's eyes darkened inexplicably.

That look quickly faded, and the whole person changed from lively and agile to cold again.

"You are really talented..."

Wang Jiao hurriedly took over.

Young Master Wang continued to shake his head: "I exercise only to maintain my vitality and cultivate healthy and active living habits. It is impossible to take a professional route, and this is not my ambition."

"Hey……"

Wang Jiao sighed, struggled for a while, and finally couldn't hold back the habit of being a good teacher, and tried to persuade him again.

"Student, your height and wingspan are a little... well, not very enough.

As for you, it is difficult to achieve any results in swimming, so you may have underestimated your potential...

But ah, you are really promising in track and field, amazing talent!

With your image and temperament, as long as you win a championship, you can immediately earn more than you can spend in your lifetime. Do you want to think about it? "

Before Wang Yan could say anything, the boys in the same class couldn't help laughing.

"Coach, I'm afraid you don't know the speed at which Brother Wang spends money..."

"The little money you can earn from sports is probably not enough to spend two years for Brother Wang!"

"Even if you can make money like Dayao, it's hard. I just watched Brother Wang spend more than 10 million in two months..."

Wang Jiao and Gong Feiyu were stunned, they looked at each other, and then turned to look at Wang Yan.

Can't see it?

Is he actually a super rich second generation? !

To practice today, Young Master Wang doesn't have any valuables on him. A set of matching sportswear + a pair of matching outdoor running shoes, the total price is less than 3,000 yuan.

With a calm and low-key demeanor, covered in sweat, and a sunny boy, he doesn't look like Shenhao.

Surprised, Wang Yan said calmly, "I'm really not short of money, and I have clear goals in my career. Don't try to persuade me."

Gong Feiyu believed it, but couldn't understand it even more.

"However, if you are not short of money, shouldn't you be pursuing something more meaningful? To win glory for the country and justify the name of the nation, you obviously have such a talent, why waste it?"

Hey, the goddess is quite positive in her heart...

If someone else asked, Wang Yan would definitely not bother to bother, but Gong Feiyu's values ​​made the elder and youngster very fond of him, so he made an exception and explained one more sentence.

"Everyone has their own battlefield. I can only say that my ideal battlefield is not in track and field. Thank you for your attention."

Wang Yan didn't apologize, even being polite was unnecessary.

It is only natural to live according to your own ideas and will.

The plain language and firm attitude are very powerful. Wang Jiao sighed and didn't say anything more, while Gong Feiyu shook his head, turned and walked away to do his own training.

"You seem to have offended the goddess..."

Dai Mo muttered quietly.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled indifferently: "Don't think so much, just do our own thing with peace of mind."

The surrounding sand sculptures are all in awe and awe.

Ruyu quietly asked Dou'er: "What do you mean by big brother? Are you going to catch big fish with a long line?"

Dou'er nodded her head: "I can't help it..."

The squirrel scratched its head and said, "Oh! What a great opportunity!"

Chuan Wa curled her lips: "So your baby is single, Brother Wang hugs left and right!"

Boping couldn't figure it out: "But why?!"

The little fat man tried to analyze: "Anti-routine! Anti-routine, do you understand? It's just the beauty who wants to do it, but she does it the opposite! Only her appearance will make a deep impression!"

"Then it crashed directly, the beauty ignored you, and within two days, I had a boyfriend..." Song Chen rarely complained.

The sand sculpture children became more and more confused as they muttered, eager to rush up and ask directly: Brother, what do you think?

Wang Yan's idea was actually very simple.

Do your own thing and be yourself.

What are you doing up so early today?

Don't put the cart before the horse.

"What are you muttering about? Come and practice!"

Shouting the sand sculptures away with a loud voice, Wang Yan began to concentrate on training again.

Wang Jiao didn't leave until Gong Feiyu finished practicing. The middle-aged fat man with a sullen face walked around to Wang Yan again awkwardly.

"Hey, Wang, have you taken a systematic physical test?"

"No." Wang Yan shook his head.

"Hey, our hospital has all kinds of equipment, do you want to test it?"

Young Master Wang was suddenly very interested.

Physical test?

Ever since the full attribute piled up to 79 points, I have been in a daze. It seems to be a test of the system, huh?

"Okay, will it cause you trouble? How about I pay for it?"

"Don't! What a big deal, isn't that what our coach does...Come on, come with me!"

"Okay, thank you then!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands and told everyone to follow Wang Jiao happily.

"Brothers, let's go eat first, eat more beef, and swipe my meal card. Let's continue at night!"

"Don't worry, brother, I'll treat you to dinner, no problem!" The squirrel patted his chest to reassure him.

Wang Jiao glanced back and muttered: "You are quite prestigious..."

"Everyone hit it off."

Wang Yan didn't want to brag about this bullshit, so he simply pushed it away.

Gong Feiyu walked beside Wang Jiao silently, and glanced over at the words.

"My name is Wang Yan, Wang Yang's wanton Wang, silent Yan."

The young master smiled at her, and changed his self-introduction slightly.

Gong Feiyu was stunned for a moment, as if she wanted to laugh, but in the end she held back, she just pursed her lips lightly, and complained: "I really didn't see it..."

Wang Yan shrugged and asked, "What about you? Is your name Gong Feiyu or Gong Baiyu?"

"My real name is Gong Baiyu, and Feiyu is the name everyone is used to."

Her attitude was more generous than expected, and Wang Yan joked back: "Flying characters are indeed more expressive than white characters."

As a result, I received a Phoenix Eye Throwing Knife.

Wang Jiao couldn't help interjecting: "It would be nice for a girl to be healthy! After giving birth, she will recover faster, and the child will have excellent genes, so she will grow taller..."

Wang Yan suppressed a smile and nodded, almost being teased to death by Wang Jiao.

Gong Feiyu tightly pursed his lips, turned his head and looked aside, his aura was in chaos.

Houdao Wang took the initiative to rescue her, catching Wang Jiao's miraculous divergent thinking: "It's hard work being an athlete, right? You have to protect yourself and not get seriously injured."

Wang Jiao didn't know if he was really frank, or if he didn't understand the world affairs, so he just opened his mouth to make violent remarks.

"Trauma comes second. The most important thing is not to become dependent on xīngfènjì, otherwise there will be no good after retirement..."

Halo, you really dare to talk about anything?

Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry, and was curious, so he asked, "Is it common to take xīngfènjì for competitions?"

As a result, Jiao Wang's resentment was particularly great, and he directly exploded.

"Those foreign garbage, if you don't eat xīngfènjì, you will be more paralyzed than him!"

Wang Yan was taken aback: "Is it a common phenomenon?"

"Otherwise, why do you think there are so many banned drugs?"

Wang Jiao sneered.

"Eat it from generation to generation, if one is detected, it will be updated, and if it cannot be detected, it will confidently declare its strength. Those rubbish have been playing this game for decades.

In the 2008 Olympics, Tan Zongliang's silver medal was stolen by xīngfènjì opponents, and it was not recovered until a few years later.

In the 2012 Olympics, we were stolen three medals. Although we got them back later, we didn’t make it to the podium. What’s the matter? "

Wang Yan doesn't usually pay attention to this aspect, so it's the first time he knows that there is such a nèimù, and he can't help but feel absurd.

"Taking shamelessness as an honor? Hundreds of years have passed, and those people's bandit thinking really hasn't changed at all..."

Gong Feiyu suddenly interfaced: "So I have to train hard and beat them with dignity!"

Wang Jiao nodded approvingly, but there was a bit of gloom between his brows.

"Your limit time is only 11.15 seconds. It is possible to run 11 seconds next year, but if you run less than 10.75 seconds, you will basically lose your medal... Don't worry, your peak period has not yet come, you need more The time to grow, otherwise how can you run and win those medicine jars?"

Gong Feiyu nodded silently, with a fighting spirit burning in his eyes.

When Wang Yan saw it, he couldn't hold back, and silently complained in his heart——

Actually all you need is a stimulus card...

It is safe and has no side effects. It is exciting and fun. It increases your skill instantly. The only downside is attracting crabs...

Thinking of this festival, the young master suddenly misses Thirty Thousand very much.

It has been almost a week since she strengthened her physique. I wonder if her practice has made any special progress?

Just go back and ask...

Wang Yan didn't answer, and didn't touch Wang Jiao's "angry youth" emotions. The other party finally stopped talking about those sensitive issues and turned to science popularization with Wang Yan about the content of the test later.

pretty good.

Wang Dashao is not a pink or angry youth in the conventional sense, and he doesn't like to express patriotic feelings with words and anger.

It's meaningless to talk about sincerity. At the critical moment, the truth is revealed.

Most mature and steady men have the cognition that "actions speak louder than words". Wang Yan is not very mature, but Shenyan's influence on him is all-round and continues to this day.

While Wang Jiao was talking about popular science, looking at Wang Yan who was listening quietly, he suddenly felt a little familiar.

Subconsciously glanced sideways at Gong Feiyu, suddenly realized.

Damn, why are these two kids so alike? !

Gong Feiyu was baffled, so he couldn't help but turned to glance at Wang Yan, but found nothing unusual.

Frowning slightly, he said goodbye: "Coach, I'm going to do jumping exercises, you are busy."

"Oh, good!"

Wang Jiao came to his senses and nodded hurriedly.

Wang Yan waved politely: "Goodbye."

Got only a nod in response.

I don't like it very much...

Wang Yan knew what the problem might be, but he was not in a hurry and did his own thing quietly.

Soon, under the auspices of Wang Jiao, the test began.

From the first second, the middle-aged fat man's eyeballs were rounded, and he never relaxed until the end.

When Wang Yan came back to him covered in sweat, panting and asking, "Director Wang, how are your grades?", Jiao Wang felt as if he saw a fairy.

There is a vertical eye on the forehead, and a circle of LEDs hangs on the back of the head, a god who combines Chinese and Western. 11