The 1,500-meter race relies on endurance, while the 5,000-meter race relies on will. And not ordinary people have the courage to participate. Only two people from the entire humanities department signed up, and Li Mo was one of them.

There were more people on the side of the Physical Education Institute. Li Mo stood on the track and saw more than a dozen students from the Physical Education Institute high-fiving each other to encourage each other, and many eyes were directed at him from time to time.

This year's school sports meeting is destined to be memorable.

There were still many people watching outside the playground railings, especially those from the archeology major class. Except for Han Li, everyone else arrived.

At this moment they were all talking quietly.

"Would you like to cheer for Li Mo later?"

"Forget it, save some face for the players from other colleges, and everyone should be quiet when the game starts."

"Classmate Li Mo is such a lonely master. The outcome has already been determined whether you keep pumping or not. Let's just kill time here. Once he has run a few laps, we will give him some glucose water prepared in advance."

"Invincibility is the most lonely thing."

Counselor Jia Wen turned to look at the classmates around her. All of them looked much calmer on their faces. It seemed that after witnessing Li Mo's strength with her own eyes, she had already determined the outcome of the last competition.

The 5000m race begins.

Li Mo didn't delay this time. He wanted to finish as early as possible, so he took the lead at his usual morning jogging speed. His steps were steady, his breathing was rhythmic, and he moved forward at an almost constant speed.

After one, two, and three laps, those players who had not been trained retired one after another, and those who could persist were basically the students from the Physical Education Institute. But everyone was speechless, and Li Mo had already left them a hundred meters away.

Sure enough, he ran away alone.

"It's boring to watch." Professor Zhu Changping, who was watching the game on the high platform, sighed. I have only watched him perform alone for the past two days, which seemed a bit boring.

"Professor Zhu, how about we go back to the office to have tea." Professor Wu suggested, and he looked a little sleepy.

"Go back for tea, the outcome is already doomed. Professor Zhu, at noon you mentioned to us where Li Mo found a Neolithic eggshell black pottery cup. Let's discuss it together when we go back."

"What to discuss?"

"Of course we are discussing who should be sent from our school after the Neolithic ruins are discovered. We all have old arms and legs, and we should give more young people opportunities."

"In Li Mo's words, this matter has not been revealed yet. Why do you all have so much confidence in him? When you were bored before, you were discussing what to do after retirement. Now why are you so eager for that kid to make some noise every day?

What?" Zhu Changping said with a smile, "But I have already communicated this matter with the school leaders. They have the same idea as you, let more younger associate professors and lecturers participate. Anyway, we are not good at the Neolithic Age.

For archaeological work, let them all follow Professor Zhang Hao from Qingdao University."

Several professors from the history department were discussing the details of the eggshell black pottery cup as they walked towards the office building.

On the playground, Li Mo's lead continued to expand, and by the eighth lap, he was already leading by a full lap.

He was covered in sweat and his sportswear was soaked. But his eyes were still so alert, and there was only a hint of fatigue on his face.

The teacher counting the seconds on the referee's table muttered: "The first eight-time champion in the history of Peking University's school sports games was born, breaking eight school records in a row. If there is another school sports meeting tomorrow, there will be nothing to look forward to."

"Tomorrow I will ask the dean to talk to Li Mo. It would be such a waste for such a good prospect not to bring glory to the school."

"You're thinking too much. Does Li Mo still need to rely on sports to win glory for the school? People are at the height of their power now, and the existence of God can tell us that if we just make a mistake, it will be enough for us to work hard for three lifetimes."

"Oh, I really thought too much, the good guy finally sprinted."

Under the guidance of the instructor, Li Mo took the last step and completed the eighth victory in the history of the school sports meeting.

"Li Mo, drink some glucose water." Huang Zhi trotted over, still holding a clean towel.

"Huang Zhi, I'll leave in a minute. It's a bit overwhelming to participate in five competitions today." Li Mo took the towel and wiped the sweat on his face and neck. The stab wound on his shoulder had already healed, but he was feeling a little sore at the moment.

, so I rushed back to take a hot shower and have a good rest.

"Then you won't attend the award ceremony in the evening?"

"Let Mr. Jia's representative go up and take it. You can tell Mr. Jia that I'm not feeling well."

Huang Zhi had no choice but to nod: "Go back and have a good rest. If you need my help with anything, please contact me in time."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Li Mo drank half a bottle of water and walked outside the playground.

He returned to the dormitory and took off his clothes and looked at his shoulder in the mirror. A clear scar was left at the location of the stab wound, which now turned into a red mark like congestion.

After taking a quick hot shower, Li Mo changed into clean clothes and left the school and returned to his home.

I lay down on the sofa, turned on the TV, and fell asleep within a few minutes of watching.

By the time he woke up naturally, it was already 10:30 in the morning the next day. He had slept for more than ten hours. The fatigue on his body was gone. He looked at his mobile phone and found that there were more than 30 missed calls. It seemed that

Not attending the award ceremony yesterday made many people very anxious.

He sent a text message to Huang Zhi: I just woke up and everything is fine.

There are eggs in the refrigerator. After eating a bowl of egg noodles, I feel more energetic.

It was not until six o'clock in the evening to have dinner with his high school classmates, so he was going to drive to Shi Lao's courtyard house first. Before he got into the car and started the car, Chen Xiaojun's phone came in.

"Xiaojun, how is the situation?"

"Uncle Junior, that Cui Zhengqing is missing."

"Missing? What do you mean?"

"We lost track of him after we arrived in Dongshan, and through connections we found the police office at the train station, but there was no record of him leaving the station. It is very likely that he got off at a certain station along the way."

Li Mo thought for a moment and then said: "Go back to Kyoto first and guard him in Kyoto."

"good."

Li Mo hung up the phone and drove out of the garage. When they arrived at Shilao's courtyard, their family was just about to have lunch. In addition to Erlao and Shiyunli, there was also a burly man in his fifties, with a majestic appearance and a mighty appearance.

Although he was wearing casual clothes, Li Mo still keenly felt that there was an invisible majesty in him, especially his eyes, which seemed to be turned into sharp swords and could see through a person's heart.

"Hahaha, I said this guy will come over today. It's better to come early than to come early. Come quickly and have dinner together. Your grandma Shi made the sauce-flavored fish head. If you start too late, your uncle Shi will eat it.

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"Eight-time champion, I really can't tell you are so athletic. Please sit down first and I'll get you a pair of clean chopsticks."

Shi Yunli trotted towards the kitchen.

Li Mo first called "Uncle Shi" to the middle-aged man, and then calmly sat on an empty chair next to Shi Lao.

"Hahaha, Yiren, what do you think of this little guy?"

"Better than Xiaobin, not bad."

The middle-aged man's name was Shi Yiren. Li Mo thought the name was a bit special, but didn't think much about it.

"Brother Bin is a weapons expert, and I am good at appraising treasures. It's not easy to compare who is more capable."

Li Mo took the chopsticks and said thank you to Shi Yunli.

"Xiao Mo, you weren't here at yesterday's award ceremony, but you made a lot of people anxious. I even looked anxious."

"Grandma Shi, I didn't miss it on purpose. There were five races in a row yesterday, so I was in very bad shape after the 5,000 meters, so I went back to rest and slept until about ten o'clock today."

Li Mo picked up a piece of fish and ate it, the sauce was full of flavor.

"You're tired, eat more."

Shi Lao sipped a glass of wine: "Come over if you have nothing serious to do from now on. I will teach you all the remaining moves of Tai Chi. This boxing requires tireless practice, otherwise the essence of the boxing will not be achieved if you don't pay attention to the bones."
Chapter completed!