Chapter 287: Test

"Wang Yan, have you played any other sports before?"

Coach Wang picked up the whistle in his hand and circled Wang Yan a few times. His gaze was like a state banquet chef looking at a good rib.

His excitement was understandable.

The young master thought about it and said honestly, "I haven't played much, but I like swimming. If I have time, I'll go for a swim."

Coach Wang's face was full of surprise and doubt, but he suppressed it and nodded in agreement.

"Swimming... swimming is a good exercise. It builds up one's body and fitness. It's also a low impact workout..."

Anyone would be suspicious. Wang Yan's figure did not seem to have grown naturally.

His shoulders were wide, his waist was thin, and his legs were long.

The muscles exposed outside were very smooth. They were neither stiff nor deformed.

No matter how you looked at it, it looked like a body that could only be obtained after long-term and scientific training.

Wang Yan smiled and did not say anything. He waited in front of the starting line obediently.

Coach Wang did not say anything else. He turned around and instructed Dai Mo, "I'll give the order. You go to the finish line and wait. When the whistle blows, press the watch. Is that alright?"

"Sure!"

Dai Mo replied and ran to the finish line excitedly.

Coach Wang turned around and glanced at Gong Feiyu. He suddenly waved his hand. "Baiyu, do you want to run with him? Let's give your juniors a demonstration."

Gong Feiyu shook her head. "Can't beat him."

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

The young master tilted his head and glanced at the great beauty. His heart was very sad.

He had to raise his head...

The absolute difference was actually only five centimeters, but it felt like he was looking up at her, which made the young master especially uncomfortable.

Gong Feiyu looked back at him. When she looked at him with her long and narrow phoenix eyes, she looked very dignified.

TSK TSK!

It wasn't entirely true to say that she was cold.

Again, if she was described as a queen-like person, it would be a little biased.

Wild? It wasn't comprehensive enough.

How should he summarize this girl's temperament?!

He had never seen such a type before...

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

Coach Wang was quite diligent. He corrected everyone's posture one by one, explained the key points of exerting strength, and repeatedly practiced the preparatory movements. After a long time, he finally officially shouted the preparatory password.

"Prepare... BEEP!"

With a whistle, Gong Feiyu was the first to rush out like an arrow released from a bow.

At the beginning, she was at least 0.5 seconds ahead of Wang Yan.

However, during the acceleration phase, Wang Yan quickly turned back the slight lead and was the first to cross the finish line.

Bang Bang Bang!

Dai Mo pressed the stopwatch three times in a row to record the results of the top three before lowering his head to look.

"F*ck!"

His eyeballs immediately stared at his boss.

Gong Feiyu slowed down and jogged back slowly. She asked Dai Mo, "How was it?"

She seemed to be more concerned than Wang Yan.

"Yours was 11.38 seconds. There should be some errors."

Gong Feiyu shook her head. "With my current condition, I can't run within 11.4 seconds. What about... Wang's result?"

Dai Mo gulped and replied in a daze, "10.95 seconds..."

Gong Feiyu narrowed her eyes and turned to look at Wang Yan.

The young master was at a loss and did not know the significance of the result. He smiled casually and calmly and asked, "Why? Is it good or below expectations?"

Without waiting for Dai Mo to say anything, Coach Wang rushed over with a whoosh. He was panting as he ran and shouted from afar, "What's the result?!"

"It's 11 seconds!"

Dai Mo's simple and concise words almost made Coach Wang fall to the ground.

"F*ck! Is this real?!"

He scrambled over and grabbed the stopwatch. Only after taking a look did he finally believe it.

"Oh my God, you're a genius..."

Young Master Wang would rather listen to the word 'genius'. Bolt was the genius. 9.58 seconds and 11 seconds. Wang Yan knew the difference between them.

However, to be able to beat Gong Feiyu, who seemed to be super strong, Young Master Wang felt a little happy.

Hehe, you were so strong. Weren't you still defeated by my legs?

Of course, although he was secretly happy, Young Master Wang would not be so bad that he really wanted to compete with girls. He thus just laughed it off.

However, Young Master Wang's calm reaction immediately angered a group of professional athletes.

Dai Mo hurriedly explained to Wang Yan.

"Boss Wang, I'll give you a simple introduction of the current national athlete standards!

A 100m men's time of 11.74 seconds can be declared as a second-class athlete.

The first-class required a time of 10.93 seconds in an official race above the provincial level.

The athlete's requirement was 10.60 seconds.

The National Athlete's requirement is 10.30 seconds. That's enough time for him to directly participate in the Olympic Games.

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

Was he very good?

Wang Yan didn't think so.

The top level in the country was still a piece of trash in the world.

The yellow race had a very obvious shortcoming in sports that required explosive strength.

It was all about talent. One should look at it with an objective view and clear head.

Therefore, Wang Yan really did not think that he was very powerful. He had not even reached the top level in the country, so what was there to be proud of?

However, Gong Feiyu and Coach Wang obviously did not think so.

"You are very powerful!"

Gong Feiyu clapped twice with a very sincere attitude.

Wang Yan smiled politely. "You're the one who's really good. My results aren't top-notch among the boys, but you're the top-notch among the girls. There's no way to compare."

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

Gong Feiyu shook her head. "You haven't received any professional training. You can run to this result with your talent. If you really put in the hard work, 10.3 seconds definitely won't be a problem. You have the talent to become the national champion, at least."

When she said this, her eyes were sparkling and full of vigor.

"I can't walk the path of sports. I have my career and goals."

Wang Yan's straightforward explanation was mainly for the restless Coach Wang to hear. In the end, Gong Feiyu's eyes inexplicably dimmed.

That vigor quickly faded, and her whole person went from fresh and lively to cold and aloof again.

"You are really talented..."

Coach Wang followed anxiously.

Young Master Wang continued to shake his head, "I exercise only to maintain my physical vitality and cultivate healthy and active lifestyle habits. It is impossible to walk the professional route, my ambition is not here."

"Sigh..."

Coach Wang sighed. After struggling for a while, he finally could not resist the habit of being a good teacher, so he tried to persuade him again.

"Wang Yan, your height and arm span are a little... er, not enough.

For you, it's hard to get any results from swimming practice, so you may have underestimated your potential...

But, you really have a bright future in track and field. Your talent is amazing!

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

Without waiting for Wang Yan to say anything, the boys in his class couldn't help but laugh.

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

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

"It's still hard if he can earn money like Big Yao. I saw Brother Wang spend more than 10 million in two months..."

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

They couldn't tell.

He was actually a super rich second generation?!

Young Master Wang didn't have anything valuable on him for today's practice. A set of matching sportswear and a pair of matching outdoor running shoes cost less than 3,000 yuan.

He had a calm and low-key temperament and was covered in sweat. No matter how they looked at him, he didn't look like a rich god.

In his surprise, Wang Yan said calmly, "I really don't lack money. I have a clear goal in my career. Don't try to persuade me."

Gong Feiyu believed him, but she was even more confused.

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"But, if you don't lack money, shouldn't you pursue something more meaningful? Win Glory for the country and clear the name of the nation. You clearly have such talent, so why waste it?"

Heh, the goddess was quite positive in her heart...

If someone else asked, Wang Yan would have been too lazy to care, but Gong Feiyu's values made the young master have a good impression of her, so he made an exception and explained a bit more.

"Everyone has their own battlefield. I can only say that my ideal battlefield is not on the track and field. Thank you for valuing it."

Wang Yan did not apologize. There was no need to be polite.

It was only right and proper to live according to one's own thoughts and will.

Plain words and a firm attitude were very powerful. Coach Wang sighed and did not say anything else. Gong Feiyu shook her head, turned around, and walked away to do her own training.

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

Dai Mo whispered.

Wang Yan shook his head and smiled nonchalantly. "Don't think too much about it. Just focus on our own matters."

The surrounding sand sculptures felt a sense of awe and respect.

Like Jade asked Dou Er quietly, "What does Big Brother mean? Is he trying to catch a big fish with a long line?"

Dou Er nodded solemnly. "Maybe..."

Squirrel scratched his head. "Aiya! What a great opportunity!"

Sichuan Boy pursed his lips. "That's why I'm single and Brother Wang has both his arms full!"

Bo Ping could not understand. "But why?!"

Little Fatty tried to explain. "It's the opposite way! Do you guys understand the opposite way? It's what the pretty girl wants, but he does it the opposite way! Only that will she have a deep impression of him!"

"Then he'll collapse. The girl will ignore him. In less than two days, she'll have a boyfriend..." Song Chen rarely commented.

The more the sand sculpture kids mumbled, the more confused they became. They wished they could catch up and ask directly, "Big Brother, what are you thinking?"

Wang Yan's thoughts were actually very simple.

Do your own thing, and be good.

Why did you wake up so early this morning?

Don't put the cart before the horse.

"What are you all mumbling about? Come and practice!"

After shouting the sand sculptures away, Wang Yan started to immerse himself in his training again.

Coach Wang didn't leave until Gong Feiyu finished her training. The middle-aged fatty's face was sullen as he awkwardly walked in front of Wang Yan again.

"Hey, Wang, have you done the system's physical test?"

"No." Wang Yan shook his head.

"Hey, our institute has quite a variety of equipment. Do you want to take a test?"

Young Master Wang was suddenly very interested.

Physical test?

Ever since his attributes had reached 79 points, he had been in a daze. It seemed like it was the system's test, right?

"Sure, will it cause you trouble? Do you want me to pay for it?"

"Don't! It's not a big deal. Isn't that what we coaches do... come, follow me!"

"Okay, thank you!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands and instructed everyone. He happily followed behind Coach Wang.

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

"Big Brother, don't worry. Dinner is on me. No Problem!" Squirrel patted his chest.

Coach Wang turned back to take a glance and muttered, "You have quite the authority..."

"We get along well."

Wang Yan didn't want to brag about such things, so he simply pushed him away.

Gong Feiyu silently walked beside Coach Wang and glanced at him.

"My name is Wang Yan."

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

Gong Feiyu was stunned, as if she wanted to laugh, but she held it back. She lightly pursed her lips and commented, "I really didn't see it..."

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

"My real name is Gong Baiyu. Feiyu is what everyone used to calling me."

Her attitude was more generous than expected, so Wang Yan replied jokingly, "Flying characters are indeed more vivid than white characters."

In the end, he received a phoenix-eyed flying knife.

Coach Wang couldn't help but interject, "How good it is for girls to be healthier! In the future, they will recover faster after giving birth, and their children will have excellent genes. They will grow up slowly..."

Wang Yan held back his laughter and nodded. He was almost tickled to death by Coach Wang.

Gong Feiyu pursed her lips tightly and turned her head to look to the side. Her aura was chaotic.

The kind Wang took the initiative to help her out of the predicament. "It must be tough being an athlete, right? You have to pay attention to protect yourself and not get hurt badly."

Coach Wang, not sure if he was really magnanimous, or if he was ignorant of worldly affairs. He just opened her mouth and came up with something fierce.

"External injuries are secondary. The most important thing is not to become dependent on performance-enhancing drugs. Otherwise, when you retire, you won't be well..."

D*mn, you really did dare to talk about anything?

Wang Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was also very curious, so he asked, "Is it common to take performance-enhancing drugs in competitions?"

In the end, Coach Wang's resentment was especially great, so he directly cursed.

"Those foreign trash, if they don't take performance-enhancing drugs, they'll be more numb!"

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

"Why else do you think there are so many banned drugs?"

Coach Wang sneered.

"Generation after generation, they'll take the drugs, and they'll update the ones they detect. If they can't detect the drugs, they'll confidently declare their strength. Those trash have been playing this game for decades.".

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

"In the 12th Olympics, three of our medals were stolen. Although we made up for it later, we didn't even get to 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 of such an inside story. He couldn't help but feel that it was ridiculous.

"Do you think it's glorious to be shameless? A few hundred years have passed, but those bandits' thinking hasn't changed at all..."

Gong Feiyu suddenly interjected, "That's why I have to train hard and defeat them openly!"

Coach Wang nodded his head in approval, but there was a hint of gloom between his brows.

"Your limit is only 11.15 seconds. It's possible for you to dash for 11 seconds next year, but if you can't run for 10.75 seconds, there's basically no hope of winning the medal... Don't worry, the peak period that belongs to you hasn't arrived yet. You need more time to grow, or else how can you beat those medicine cans?"

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

When Wang Yan saw this, he couldn't help but curse silently in his heart --

Actually, you only need a stimulus card...

It's safe without side effects, stimulating and happy, instantly increasing your cultivation strength. The only bad thing was attracting crabs.

Thinking of this, the young master suddenly missed Sanwan.

It had been almost a week since she strengthened her physique. She wondered if her practice had made any special progress?

He would ask when he went back..

Wang Yan did not continue the conversation and did not touch on Coach Wang's "anger" emotions. The other party finally stopped talking about those sensitive issues and switched to explaining the test content to Wang Yan.

It was pretty good.

Young Master Wang was not a pink or angry youth in the conventional sense. He did not like to use words and anger to express patriotic feelings.

There was no point in using words. At the critical moment, the truth would be revealed.

Mature and steady men generally had the understanding that "actions speak louder than words". Wang Yan was not very mature, but the influence of "Discretion of Speech" on him was all-encompassing and had continued to this day.

While Coach Wang talked endlessly about science, he looked at Wang Yan who was listening quietly and suddenly felt a little familiar.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at Gong Feiyu and suddenly realized something.

What the heck, why are these two kids so similar?!

Gong Feiyu was baffled by his gaze and could not help but turn his head to look at Wang Yan. He did not find anything unusual.

He frowned slightly and said goodbye, "Coach, I'm going to do some jumping exercises."

"Oh, okay, okay!"

Coach Wang came back to his senses and hurriedly nodded.

Wang Yan politely waved his hand. "Goodbye."

He only received a nod in response.

She didn't have a good impression of him...

Wang Yan knew what the problem was, but he wasn't in a hurry at all. He quietly did his own thing.

Very soon, under Coach Wang guidance, the test began.

From the first second, the middle-aged fatty's eyes were wide open. He didn't relax until the end.

When Wang Yan returned to his side drenched in sweat, he panted and asked, "Instructor Wang, how's the results?" Coach Wang felt as if he had seen an immortal.

He was an immortal who was a combination of east and west.

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