Chapter 286: Gong Feiyu

It was not known whether it was by chance or exceptional fate. The exact same scene as they first met suddenly awakened Wang Yan's memory.

A female leopard whizzed past him.

It swept up a hurricane and crushed a patch of dawn.

The last time was 7:30 pm, and now it was 6:30 am. The same scorching heat gradually dissipated, and the sky was dim.

A girl who was at least 185 centimeters tall, wearing professional sports shorts and a tank top, swung a pair of well-proportioned, strong long legs, and swept over like a hurricane.

The smooth thigh muscles, with every step, were extremely tense and contracted.

When she stepped out, it was like a compressed spring, suddenly releasing a huge amount of kinetic energy, pushing her to sprint like a cheetah.

In just a breath's time, she had rushed past the edge of the straight track, slowed down, moved her body, and slowly walked back.

On the way back, she faced the morning sun, as if she was stepping on the morning sun, and walked back step by step.

Her slender, smooth, and perfect body contained an extremely wild strength. She walked slowly, but it was also so elegantly, leisurely, and calmly.

Her single ponytail danced in the sunlight, causing the small dots of light to appear.

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

And now, she walked toward the light, finally allowing Wang Yan to see her true appearance.

Two words were enough to describe her: Valiant!

Her healthy wheat-colored skin was not white, but extremely smooth. Beads of sweat could not be retained and dripped down in an arc.

The ancient Greek statue-like face, brow bones, nose bridge, and lip lines, every part of it was so sharp and angular, as if it was chiseled.

She had a pair of clear black and white eyes, and smooth black long hair. She should be a pure-blooded Chinese girl, but her appearance inexplicably had a Mediterranean style, completely unlike the popular internet celebrities of today.

Her eyes were especially long and narrow compared to ordinary people, but not small. They were definitely not the kind of slit-like squinting eyes. On the contrary, they should be considered large eyes. It was just that the proportion of their height was very special, making them appear long and narrow.

Phoenix eyes?

Perhaps it was a similar term?!

Wang Yan was not too sure, but he felt that the other party's eyes were very charming, cold, sharp, and disdainful...

All in all, she was awesome and cool enough. She looked like a very self-centered, very powerful woman.

"Her name is Gong Feiyu?"

"That's right!"

Song Chen nodded excitedly. He had never seen him so passionate about a woman before.

"Big Brother, we talked about her several times during the night chat in the dorm. What did you hear about her?!"

When did you guys not talk about girls at night?!

Two new names popped up every now and then. Was Big Brother going to ask around one by one?!

Young Master Wang was speechless. He glanced at the excited sand sculptures and berated, "Warm up properly!"

Could you not be so embarrassing?

His eyes had almost drilled into Squirrel's clothes!

Just as he finished scolding, Squirrel's legs went weak and he fell onto the ground.

"What the heck, are you alright, bro?"

Everyone was shocked. Before they could help him up, Squirrel immediately got up and continued running with his head lowered. He waved his hands vigorously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. Uh, I saw my bro just now. I didn't notice..."

Yes, yes, yes, you fell because of your bro. It had nothing to do with the girl who was walking towards you!

Everyone pretended to believe Squirrel. They looked at song Shu waving at the boy who was rushing towards them. "Dai Mo, I'm here!"

The boy had a crew cut and was about 188 cm tall. He was dressed in Li Ning sports, with a towel hanging around his neck and a pair of spiked shoes in his hands. He walked with style.

Dai Mo waved at Squirrel but did not reply. He raised his voice and greeted Gong Feiyu.

"Sister Gong, good morning!"

"Hello, good morning."

Gong Feiyu nodded politely and smiled in response.

Squirrel covered his chest with his hands in a exaggerating manner and cried out in a low voice, "Oh my God, I'm dead! It's so soft!"

Gong Feiyu's voice was deep and slightly hoarse, but it was not the hoarse voice of a male duck. It had a very seductive magnetic pull and was very pleasant to the ears.

The other sand sculptures had similar reactions. They all stopped in their tracks with surging emotions and glanced at Gong Feiyu who was getting closer and closer with shifty eyes.

Dai Mo and his friends continued chatting with her.

"Sister Gong, you just came back and you're starting to train again?"

"Yes, I'm used to it."

"Please be steady. The coach is using you as an example. He says that if you hadn't gotten injured during the training, you would definitely have won the championship in this year's Universiade..."

"Hehe, thank you."

"Alright, I won't bother you with your training. Good day, Coach Wang! You're busy, I'll go check on my friends."

Dai Mo waved at Gong Feiyu, bowed to the middle-aged coach, and slowly ran toward Wang Yan and the others.

Coach Wang walked to Gong Feiyu's side and began to gesture and mutter something. Gong Feiyu was still very quiet. She only nodded occasionally, but her expression was very focused.

Her voice was low, so Wang Yan couldn't hear her clearly. He took a few more glances and turned his attention back to Dai Mo.

Squirrel pulled his buddy and introduced Dai Mo to Wang Yan first. "Boss, this is my buddy, Dai Mo, the sprinter who just entered the Physical Education Institute this year. We all called him Dai Mo. You can call him whatever you want!" Squirrel introduced Dai Mo to Wang Yan.

Dai Mo rushed up to Wang Yan before Wang Yan could say anything.

"Boss Wang, I've heard a lot about you! That fall across the bridge was so f*cking awesome! The freshmen in the Physical Education Institute are all saying that you came from a martial arts aristocratic family. Is that true?"

Wang Yan did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"Is there still a martial arts aristocratic family now? You guys are really imaginative."

"I know, I know. Ancestral teachings, right?"

Dai Mo's face clearly showed that he did not believe it. He smiled and nodded. He did not know where his f*cking brain went again.

"F*ck, I've told you a long time ago. Find a chance for me to get to know Brother Wang, and you dragged it until now... well, Brother Wang, how do you guys want to practice? I'll tell you everything I know!"

He was speaking to two persons at the same time. Just as Wang Yan was about to respond, Squirrel stepped in front of him again.

"Hey, you know Gong Feiyu. Can you bring her here to train us?!"

According to Young Master Wang's temper, if his underling dared to interrupt him, he would have fixed it on the spot.

However, when he heard Squirrel's suggestion, he immediately retracted his violent thoughts and smiled without batting an eyelid.

Well, since you're thinking for the class, your suggestion was beneficial to the collective honor, I would forgive you for once!

Dai Mo curled his lips in disdain and directly pouted Squirrel back.

"Dream On! Sister Gong is the f*cking 100-meter runner-up of the Universiade. Next year, she'll definitely participate in closed-door training to prepare for the Olympics. You can't simply get her to do the training!"

What the heck!

Was she that strong?!

Not only everyone was surprised, so was Wang Yan.

"Really? Why isn't there any movement? We didn't hear anything?!"

"How many times has the Universiade been exposed... but if you look carefully for the news, there will definitely be some."

Dai Mo's confident appearance made everyone believe him.

"Sister Gong just came back not long ago. You didn't see her before because she went to Yalong Bay for treatment. After she recovers, she can compete for an Olympic medal. She is the treasure of our department. You don't dream on too early"

"F*ck!" Like Jade was dumbfounded. "F*ck!"

Song Chen followed by asking, "Sister Gong is a sophomore, right? How old is she?"

"Third year!"

Dai Mo immediately corrected himself.

"But she should only be 18 years old. She started sprinting in the third year of middle school and was specially recruited in the second year of high school."

Dutch Potato was shocked. "So young?! Wait a minute, how did you address her then?"

Dai Mo curled his lips in disdain. "In competitive sports, results are everything. Age and seniority are nothing!"

Wang Yan's heart suddenly moved.

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Gong Feiyu would be 19 next year, 23 in the 2020 Tokyo Olympics, and 27 in the 2024 Paris Olympics..

He immediately asked Dai Mo, "Brother, what is the peak age of your sprinters?"

Dai Mo answered Wang Yan's questions with great respect.

"Brother Wang, according to the current research theory, the peak of black people is around 20-24 years old, and the peak of yellow people is a little later, between 24-28 years old... Of course, they are all in the general range, and the details will definitely vary from person to person."

What the heck, according to this, Gong Feiyu was a f*cking gold mine!

She had a good image and outstanding results. As long as she won an Olympic championship, she would immediately be worth more than Big Yao!

Should he sign the contract?!

His thoughts turned to signing the contract. After pausing for a moment, Young Master Wang was stunned for a moment before bursting into laughter.

What was he thinking about?

Seriously!

Recently, his mind had been filled with the matters of the entertainment companies. His thoughts could not help but be a little biased. When he saw the potential economic value, he would think about digging it out. He was a little obsessed.

You only need your f*cking career to be a cover, not the career itself!

After warning himself, Wang Yan no longer let his imagination run wild. He only looked at Gong Feiyu with pure appreciation.

He glanced over...

Uh, the pressure was huge.

A 185-year-old girl, truly brutal!

Eh, right, how tall exactly was she? Check it out!

Gong Feiyu's face didn't have any data. Obviously, when Wang Yan scanned the entire city last time, that girl wasn't in Star City, so she wasn't on the list at all.

Otherwise, when they met today, there would definitely be a notification.

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

[ Name: Gong Feiyu ]

[ Age: 18(97.3.31)]

[ Face value: 95 points ]

[ Figure: 98 points (net height: 183, calculating three measurements... system has crashed) ]

[ Special: 92 points ]

[ Location: Star City Field ]

What the heck, 285 points!

Fourth place in the entire Star City, second to He Miaomiao's 287 points!

Moreover, the place where she lost points was very weird.

[ Appearance: Not the type you admire the most, but even if it's slightly different from your aesthetic standards, you still have to admit that she's astonishingly beautiful. ]

[ Figure: A perfect combination of strength and beauty, but because the pressure is too strong, she's not the ultimate figure in your mind. ]

[ Special: She has been exercising outdoors all year round, and has been through wind and rain, causing her skin and body to be affected by injuries. Even so, she still has a special bonus points. ]

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

Uh, turn around and find out who was more fanatical toward her.

Young Master Wang turned around and immediately found three potential masochists -- Song Chen, Squirrel, and Hu Liang.

Eh?!

How did Like Jade become so promising?!

Young Master Wang became increasingly domineering and directly asked Like Jade, "Do you like Gong Feiyu?"

Like Jade shook his head and laughed dryly. "Manchurian tigers are a common sight for old women, They're a little hehe towards this type... they get beaten up every day when they go home. who the f*CK can stand it..."

Like Jade, you could do it!

Back to the main topic.

In short, Gong Feiyu was a little... distant to young master Wang.

It wasn't just a matter of height.

That sister was very similar to Liu Li to a certain extent. They both had ideals and goals, and they all had a lot of hidden energy in their hearts.

Or it could be said that most people who were worthy of respect were very similar, but it was very difficult for people to feel close to them.

In any case, Wang Yan did not have the mood to disturb them, so it was better to quietly admire them.

"Alright brothers, the warm-up is over. Everyone, what should we practice? Start practicing immediately!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands and urged everyone to start practicing. Then, he turned around and asked Dai Mo, "Brothers, all of us who reported sprinting are here. Where should we start?"

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

Dai Mo looked dumb, but in his professional field, he was actually quite methodical. He pulled the guys together and taught them everything.

"Pay high attention, be focused!"

"Push down after you push off the ground! Push down with strength!"

"Make good use of the forward-leaning center of gravity!"

"Pay attention to your body coordination during the journey. Swing your arms naturally!"

After three to five times, everyone finally had a certain concept of the technical essentials. It was much more natural to run now..

Dai Mo clapped his hands and signaled for everyone to start again.

"Come, brothers, let's run a proper run. I'll watch the time for you to see how fast you are and how much room there is for improvement. Do your best!"

"Okay, let's do it!"

Wang Yan, Sichuan Boy, Wang Yihang, and Xiao Lei, the four brothers who wanted to run 100 meters, squatted at the edge of the track and waited for Dai Mo's order.

Everyone did not wear spikes, and there was no starting device being installed on the track. However, everything was still going according to the rules.

Dai Mo said that it was necessary to form a habit and use the ritual to excite the mood to stimulate the muscles.

"Ready... Run!"

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

Sprinting required not only agility, but also strength.

In fact, all individual sports that seemed to only be related to speed required a comprehensive quality. Otherwise, it could not be played at all.

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

Because there was no motion camera to capture the image, what the naked eye could see was not intuitive. It could only be compared with the little friend next to him.

Even so, Wang Yan was still ahead of Sichuan Boy by at least three body lengths, and he maintained his lead all the way to the finish line.

After a full-strength 100-meter run, Wang Yan was only slightly panting. The remaining three brothers were not only panting like bellows, but they were also drenched in sweat.

"F*ck! Brother Wang, you can run quite well?!"

Dai Mo was a little dumbfounded. He lowered his head to look at the stopwatch and suddenly slapped his thigh in frustration.

"F*ck! I'm the starter and counting the time at the same time. I missed!"

Wang Yan smiled indifferently. "It's okay. We have to continue practicing anyway. Just count it again."

"Okay, wait for me to call a classmate and borrow a whistle. Let's measure it accurately!"

Dai Mo was very curious about Wang Yan's real speed. He suggested excitedly and immediately took out his phone.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice suddenly came from the side.

"Don't bother, I'll help you measure it!"

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

Gong Feiyu stood quietly at the edge of the track with her arms crossed. Her interested eyes were also focused on Wang Yan.

A pair of long and narrow eyes directly ignored Wang Yan's face. They turned around on his bare shoulders and arms and quickly moved to his long legs.

Then they went all the way down to his ankles.

Finally, they stopped on the ordinary running shoes, eyes shining.

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