Why do you, a sports student, come into the academic circle?

In the past two and a half years, Sun Mingbo has shown his amazing athletic talent and won the provincial and municipal championships in the long jump and 100-meter sprint championships in the middle school games.

Provincial and municipal track and field teams approached the school and invited Sun Mingbo to join their team several times.

A lot of attractive conditions were promised, and I wanted him to transfer to another school and undergo professional training.

However, Sun politely declined these invitations and promises.

He was well aware of his talent, but he was not interested in professional training and transfers

, and Mr. Zhang formulated a detailed training plan for Sun Mingbo, which was never completed on time for Sun Mingbo.

But the strange thing is that every time he takes the test, Sun Mingbo can always exceed Mr. Zhang's expectations with his extraordinary talent, and he is really stable and improving.

Mr. Zhang felt helpless about the situation, and as time went on, his attitude became calmer.

He no longer seems to be so active in making training plans for Sun Mingbo, and over time, he is no longer strictly required to train.

For a gifted student, Mr. Zhang felt at a loss, he didn't know how to teach Sun Mingbo, he didn't know how to teach... Finish......... There's no way to teach.

Alas, after all, students who are too talented really don't know how to teach!

Sun Mingbo had already planned, isn't a happy high school life beautiful?

Go to class, run, play ball, jump, and play games in the evening.

Running to the beach, sitting on the soft sand, facing the sea, the spring flowers are blooming, the slight sea breeze blows on the cheeks, with a breath of the sea, the heart is relaxed, what a comfortable high school life!

He thinks that a happy life is like this.

Such a beautiful and comfortable high school life, rich and colorful, is a great joy in life, he feels that he has talent, why work so hard?

The ancestors have long told us that if the mountain is not high, there is a fairy if it is famous, and if the water is not deep, there is a dragon and a spirit.

When I got to Sun Mingbo, it became, as long as my academic performance was enough, and if my sports performance was good, I could go to college.

To say that Sun Mingbo is also a man of the year in the school, although his studies are average, he runs fast, jumps long in the bunker, and plays basketball well.

He is 1.87 meters tall, after long-term sports training, his body is fit, and his tall posture is a little handsome!

His short black hair was neatly attached to his forehead, showing his youthful energy.

In addition, his popularity is good, his IQ and EQ are also good, and his teachers and classmates have a very high evaluation of him.

Now in the third year of high school, the students are sprinting like clockwork, and the atmosphere is so tense that it seems that the air is condensed and no longer flows.

The walls of the classrooms are plastered with review materials for various subjects, and the desks are filled with thick textbooks.

In this tense atmosphere, Sun Mingbo was unusually calm, as if he was in a peaceful ocean.

He leaned back in his seat, casually cocking Erlang's legs, and didn't seem to care about the pressure of the college entrance examination.

The electronic display board next to the blackboard says that there is still a certain day before the college entrance examination, and the time is getting less and less day by day, and the students are working hard again.

Sun Mingbo is still as unhurried as last semester, his schedule is the same as before, he should play ball and ball, he should play games and games, he is not nervous at all, his face is calm, how to wave or how to wave.

This guy's IQ must be above the line, but he just doesn't want to study, and to put it mildly, hehe, you can say that he's just lazy! Because he's

a sports student, he rarely writes homework, and he can even say that he almost never hands in his homework.

Resolutely do not hand in homework! Because there is no homework to write, I am a physical education student!

However, he still listens very carefully during class, digests the content of the teacher's lecture in time in class, and basically does not turn the book after class, unless necessary.

How tired is the brain from studying hard, how can he still have a happy high school life

? As long as the grades in cultural classes are enough, why should the grades of physical education students be so good? What's the use

? Do you want to be shocked by the world? He just doesn't want to spend more brain cells, hehe!

If he usually works a little harder, he can pass all subjects, and he is considered to be in the middle of the class.

Although sometimes I will fall to a few places, as long as the exam does not collapse, according to the sports results, I will definitely be able to enter a key university.

He pursues his passion in ordinary days and shows his talent in a unique way.

He's so different, he exudes a charm like no other. With him, high school life became more colorful.

The 316 class of the third year of high school is in a middle school, not a key class, according to past experience, the online rate of a book is about 75%, and the special students are almost 100% online rate, deducting the proportion of special students, the online rate can reach 40%, it is good

to be injured now, I can't run, I can't play the ball, I don't have the heart to play the game, and the happy high school life is over.

After the hospital examination and treatment was completed, Sun Mingbo insisted that Mr. Zhang send him back to the dormitory, and then called his father, saying that he had strained his leg during training and suffered a small injury, and asked him to take him home.

He was reluctant to call his parents at the hospital, lest they would be anxious and worried as soon as they heard that he was in the hospital, and hurried to the hospital, and it would not be good if something happened on the way.

Sun Mingbo, who was lying on the bed, sat up slowly, his eyes wandering around, the room was dry and silent.

His mind was full of confusion, his thoughts were in a mess, but it was useless to think about it.

He needs to go home to recover first, and his father will come to pick him up later.

Just as Sun Mingbo sent a message to his tablemate Tang Chubby, begging him to send his schoolbag to the dormitory, a cold and mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Dingdong, Xueba's copy simulator system is successfully placed, whether it is started or not, bind the host.

Sun Mingbo was stunned for a moment, he couldn't figure out what was going on at all.

Well, who's talking? No, why is it ringing in your head? What the hell is this?

Immediately after that, a transparent holographic screen appeared in Sun Mingbo's mind, showing "Xueba Copy Simulator System".

Sun

Mingbo was petrified at that time, his eyes widened, as if he had been struck by lightning, and it took a while to react, looking at the words on the screen, and there was a burst of ecstasy.

Could this be the legendary Goldfinger? He had seen a similar plot in a web novel.

He had fantasized that he was one of those protagonists with a system, with superpowers and intelligence, who became the protagonist of a novel. But that's just fiction, just imagination.

However, now that these things had happened to him, he couldn't believe it.

Such a good thing is waiting for him.

A wave of excitement welled up in his heart, and Sun Mingbo couldn't suppress his emotions.

He didn't care where the system came from or what would happen next, he just wanted to hit the start button first.

His fingers nervously clicked "yes".

Sun Mingbo's vision suddenly lit up, as if he had traveled to another world. A beautiful and fantastical digital vision unfolded before his eyes, like a dream.

Immediately after that, the screen shows that the system is starting, please wait.

"Dingdong, Xueba copy the simulator to start the system, and the binding host is successful".

Sun Mingbo blinked excitedly, his heart was full of hope and apprehension, from now on, his life will be completely changed.

He has infinite possibilities, and he will embark on an unusual path, for better or for worse.

What will happen?

Who can say what will happen in the future?