Chapter 285 Test

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

Wang Jiao took the whistle in his hand and circled Wang Yan several times, his eyes like a chef at a state banquet seeing a good piece of ribs.

It is understandable that he is happy to see a hunter.

The young master thought for a while and told the truth: "I haven't practiced much, but I really like swimming. If I have time, I will swim a few laps."

Wang Jiao's face was full of surprise and doubt, but he resisted the temptation to question and nodded in agreement.

"Swimming...swimming is good, it strengthens the body, and the load is light..."

Anyone would doubt that Wang Yan's figure does not look like it grew naturally.

Broad shoulders, thin waist, long legs.

The exposed muscles are very smooth, neither dead nor deformed.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like you have a body that you can only have if you exercise for a long time and do it very scientifically.

Wang Yan smiled and said nothing, waiting in front of the starting line.

Wang Jiao said nothing more and turned to tell Dai Mo: "I'll give the order. You go to the finish line and wait. When the whistle blows, press the watch. Is that okay?"

"Okay!"

Dai Mo responded and ran towards the finish line excitedly.

Wang Jiao glanced back at Gong Feiyu and suddenly waved: "Bai Yu, do you want to follow me? Set an example for your junior disciples."

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

Although she said this, she silently walked to the fifth track and stood next to Wang Yan.

The eldest young man turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman, feeling very sad.

Spicy shredded chicken, you have to raise your head...

The absolute difference is actually only 5 centimeters, but it feels like you are looking up, which makes the young man particularly uncomfortable.

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

Tsk tsk!

I would say aloof, not quite;

I would describe it as a queen, but that’s a bit biased;

Wild? Not comprehensive enough.

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

Never seen anything like this...

Wang Yan couldn't accurately describe that feeling for a long time, so he could only shake his head, dispel the messy thoughts in his mind, and squat down seriously to prepare.

Wang Jiao was very attentive, correcting everyone's postures one by one, explaining the key points of exerting force, and repeatedly practicing the preparatory movements. After struggling for a long time, he officially called out the preparatory command.

"Get ready... drop!"

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

Wang Yan was at least 0.5 seconds ahead at the start.

But during the acceleration phase, Wang Yan quickly regained his slight lead and crossed the finish line first.

Bang bang bang!

Daimo clicked the stopwatch three times to record the top three results before looking down.

"Fuck!"

His eyes immediately stared at the boss.

Gong Feiyu slowed down to a trot, strolled back slowly, and asked Dai Mo, "How was it?"

He seemed more concerned than Wang Yan.

"Your time is 11 seconds 38, there should be an error."

Gong Feiyu shook his head: "In my current state, I can't run under 11 seconds 4. Who...what's Mr. Wang's score?"

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

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

The young master was very confused and didn't know the significance of the result. He smiled casually and calmly and asked: "What? It's good, or is it lower than expected?"

Before Dai Mo could say anything, Teacher Wang rushed over, panting, and shouted from a distance: "What's the score?!"

"11 seconds in!"

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

"Holy shit! Is it really fake?!"

He rushed over and grabbed the stopwatch and took a look for himself before finally believing it.

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

Genius or something, Young Master Wang would be knocked down after hearing this. Usain Bolt is a genius. The difference between 9 seconds 58 and 11 seconds is huge. Wang Yan has a B number in his heart.

But being able to outperform Gong Feiyu, who seemed to be super strong, made the young man feel a little proud.

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

Of course, it's a small secret, but Mr. Wang won't be so shameless. He really competes with the girls, so Xiaoxiao will pull him down.

As a result, the young master's dull reaction immediately angered a group of professional players.

Dai Mo 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, a time of 11.74 seconds can qualify as a second-level athlete.

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

The requirement for athletes is 10 seconds 60.

A national-level athlete, 10.30 seconds is enough to directly participate in the Olympics...

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

Is it very powerful?

Wang Yan didn't think so.

The top level in the country is still dregs when thrown into the world.

Yellow people have very obvious talent shortcomings in sports that require explosive power, and they are no better than black people.

But to put it another way, the average intelligence of black people is slumped by the Chinese.

It is all due to talent and needs to be viewed objectively and with sobriety and self-control.

So Wang Yan really doesn't think he's very powerful. He's not even at the top level in China. How can he be 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, his attitude was very sincere.

Wang Yan smiled modestly: "You are really good. My grades are not among the best among boys, but you are the top among girls. There is no comparison."

"You can't look at it that way."

Gong Feiyu shook his head: "You have not received professional training, but you can achieve this result by relying on your talent. If you really work hard and practice, 10 seconds and 3 will not be a problem. You have the talent to win the domestic championship, at least."

When she said this, her eyes were bright and full of energy.

"I can't take the sports route. I have my career and goals."

Wang Yan gave a straightforward explanation, mainly to Wang Jiao who was about to make a move, but Gong Feiyu's eyes darkened inexplicably.

That radiance quickly faded away, and his whole person went from lively and agile to cold again.

"You are really talented..."

Wang Jiao continued anxiously.

Mr. Wang continued to shake his head: "I exercise just to maintain physical vitality and cultivate healthy and active living habits. It is impossible to take a professional route. This is not my ambition."

"Why……"

Wang Jiao sighed and hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't bear the habit of being a teacher and gave another piece of advice.

"Classmate, your height and wingspan are a bit...well, not very sufficient.

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

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

With your image and temperament, as long as you win a championship, you will immediately make money that you will never spend in your lifetime. Do you want to think about it again? "

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

"Coach, I'm afraid you don't know how fast Brother Wang spends money..."

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

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

Wang Jiao and Gong Feiyu were both stunned. They looked at each other and then looked back at Wang Yan.

Can't you tell?

He's actually a super rich second generation? !

We have to practice today. Young Master Wang doesn’t have anything valuable on him. He only has a set of matching sportswear and a pair of matching outdoor running shoes. The total price is less than 3,000 yuan.

He has a calm and low-key temperament, he is covered in sweat, and he looks like a sunny boy. He doesn't look like a god in any way.

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 he became increasingly confused.

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

Hey, the goddess is quite positive inside...

If anyone else asked, Wang Yan would definitely not bother to pay attention, but Gong Feiyu's values ​​​​made him very fond of him, so he made an exception and explained a little more.

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

Wang Yan didn't apologize, even if it was polite, there was no need.

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

Plain language and a firm attitude are very powerful. Wang Jiao sighed and said nothing more, while Gong Feiyu shook his head, turned around and walked away to do his own training.

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

Dai Mo whispered quietly.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled nonchalantly: "Don't think so much, just settle down and do our own thing."

The surrounding sand sculptures were all in awe and awe.

Ruyu quietly asked Dou'er: "What do you mean, big brother? Do you want to take a long-term approach to catch big fish?"

Dou'er nodded solemnly: "I can't be prepared..."

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

Chuan Wa curled her lips: "So your kid is single, and Brother Wang is hugging her!"

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

The little fat man tried to analyze: "Anti-routine! Do you understand the anti-routine? It's just the opposite of what a beautiful woman wants to do! Only by showing off can you have a deep impression!"

"Then you suddenly collapsed, the beauty ignored you, and within two days, you had a boyfriend..." Song Chen rarely complained.

The silly children became more and more confused as they murmured. They wanted to push them up and ask directly: Brother, what do you think?

Wang Yan's idea is actually very simple.

Do your own thing and be yourself.

Why did you get up so early today?

Don’t put the cart before the horse.

"What are you mumbling about? Come practice!"

After shouting the idiots away, Wang Yan began to immerse himself in training again.

Wang Jiao never left until Gong Feiyu finished practicing. The middle-aged fat man walked around to Wang Yan awkwardly with a sullen face.

"Hey, classmate Wang, have you ever taken any systematic physical examination?"

"No." Wang Yan shook his head.

"Hey, our hospital has quite a lot of equipment. Do you want to test it out?"

Young Master Wang was suddenly very interested.

Physical test?

Ever since I reached 79 points in all attributes, I have been feeling confused. It seems like I am testing the system?

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

"No! What a big deal, isn't that what our coaches do... Come on, follow me!"

"Okay, thank you then!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands, told everyone, and followed Wang Jiao happily.

"Brothers, let's go eat first. Eat more beef and swipe your meal card with me. Let's continue tonight!"

"Don't worry, brother, I'll treat you to dinner, no problems!" Squirrel patted his chest to guarantee it.

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

“Everyone gets along.”

Wang Yan didn't want to brag like this, so he simply pushed him away and pushed him down.

Gong Feiyu walked beside Wang Jiao silently and glanced over after hearing the words.

"My name is Wang Yan, Wang Yang is wanton and taciturn."

The eldest young master smiled at her and introduced himself slightly.

Gong Feiyu was stunned for a moment, as if he wanted to laugh, but held it back. He just pursed his lips slightly and complained: "I really didn't see it..."

Wang Yan shrugged and asked, "What about you? Are you called Gong Feiyu or Gong Baiyu?"

"My real name is Gong Baiyu, and Feiyu is the nickname everyone is accustomed to calling me."

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

As a result, he received a flying knife with phoenix eyes.

Wang Jiao couldn't help but interject: "It would be great for girls to be healthier! In the future, they will recover quickly after giving birth, and the children will have good genes, and they will grow taller..."

Wang Yan suppressed a smile and nodded, almost to death from Wang Jiao's amusement.

Gong Feiyu pursed his lips tightly and turned his head to look aside, his aura in chaos.

Hou Dao Wang took the initiative to help her out and caught Wang Jiao's magical thinking: "It's hard to be an athlete, right? You have to protect yourself and not get seriously injured."

Wang Jiao didn't know if he was really magnanimous or if he was ignorant of worldly affairs and just opened his mouth to make wild information.

"Trauma is secondary, the most important thing is not to become dependent on stimulants, otherwise there will be no good after retirement..."

Wow, you really dare to talk about anything?

Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry, and was very curious, so he asked: "Is doping common in competitions?"

As a result, Wang Jiao was very angry and violently yelled at him.

"Those foreign trash, if they didn't take stimulants, they would be as numb as him!"

Wang Yan was stunned: "Is it a common phenomenon?"

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

Wang Jiao sneered.

"Eating it from generation to generation, updating one type if it is detected, and confidently claiming strength if it is not detected. Those rubbish have been playing this game for decades.

In the 2008 Olympics, Tan Zongliang's silver medal was stolen by a doping opponent and was only recovered a few years later.

In the 2012 Olympics, three medals were stolen from us. Although they were later replaced, we didn't even get on the podium. What's the big deal? "

Wang Yan usually didn't pay attention to this aspect, so this was the first time he knew about such an inside story, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous.

"Taking shamelessness as an honor? Hundreds of years have passed, and those people's gangster mentality has really not changed at all..."

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

Wang Jiao nodded in approval, but his brows were quite gloomy.

"Your ultimate time is only 11.15 seconds. It is possible to hit 11 seconds next year, but if you can't run 10.75 seconds, there is basically no chance of a medal... Don't worry, your peak period has not yet come, you need more It takes time to grow, otherwise how can we outrun those medicine jars?”

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

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

Actually all you need is a stimulus card…

It’s safe and has no side effects, it’s exciting and fun, and it instantly increases your skills. The only downside is that it attracts crabs…

Thinking of this section, the young master suddenly missed San Wan very much.

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

I'll ask when I get back...

Wang Yan did not continue the conversation and did not touch Wang Jiao's "angry youth" emotions. The other party finally stopped talking about those sensitive issues and turned to Wang Yan's popular science test content.

fine.

Young Master Wang is not a pink or angry young man in the conventional sense, and he doesn't like to use language and anger to express patriotic feelings.

There is really no point in talking nonsense. At the critical moment, the truth will come out.

Mature and calm men generally have the understanding that "actions speak louder than words." Wang Yan is not very mature, but the influence of careful words on him is all-round and continues to this day.

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

Subconsciously, he glanced sideways at Gong Feiyu and suddenly realized.

Damn, why are these two kids so similar? !

Gong Feiyu was confused and couldn't help turning his head to glance at Wang Yan, but found nothing unusual.

He frowned slightly and said goodbye: "Coach, I'm going to do jumping exercises, you're busy."

"Oh, good!"

Wang Jiao came to his senses and nodded hurriedly.

Wang Yan waved politely: "Goodbye."

Getting only a nod in response.

The favorability is not high...

Wang Yan knew what the problem probably was, 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 eyes widened, and he never relaxed until the end.

When Wang Yan came back to him covered in sweat, panting and asked: "Director Wang, how are the results?" Wang Jiao felt as if he had seen a god.

There is a vertical eye on his forehead and a circle of LEDs hanging on the back of his head. He is a combination of Chinese and Western gods.