On July 26, there are less than five days left before the registration deadline for the North Huan City Sports Sports Competition.

At noon and at five o'clock in the afternoon, Meng Li and Zhou Qingfang drove to the provincial capital of Shachang Province. Before coming, Zhou Ankang had already contacted their friends who worked in the Provincial Capital Sports and Art Association.

"Meng Li, we will find a place to stay for one night tonight. When tomorrow morning, we will go to the Provincial Sports and Arts Association to participate in the registration and certification. Have you brought your household registration book?" Zhou Qingfang parked in front of a hotel.

"Take it, don't worry, Aunt Zhou." Meng Li looked at the bustling city around him curiously. The lane that the jeep just passed dazzled him.

During the evening, Meng Li's superhuman eating weight made Zhou Qingfang jump. This was her first time having dinner with Meng Li after she "opened up her eating habits".

"Meng Li, do you really have nothing to do with so many things?" When Zhou Qingfang saw Meng Li ask the waiter in the restaurant to serve the seventh bowl of rice, she couldn't help but ask worriedly again.

And the waiter's weird expression...

"Aunt Zhou, I told you it's okay. Since the quiet stake has been very good, I have a lot of appetite." Meng Li patted his belly, then blinked and smiled at Zhou Qingfang.

Zhou Qingfang thought about something.

Early the next morning, Zhou Qingfang took Meng Li to the hotel room and drove to the west of the city. The road was a bit congested in the morning, and the car drove for half an hour before coming to the Provincial Sports and Arts Association.

"Is this the Provincial Sports Arts Association?" Meng Li looked at the building in front of him, just like the office building around him, nothing else but nothing else.

When Meng Li followed Zhou Qingfang into the hall in the building, a security guard carrying a baton came up and asked: "Are you okay?"

"Let's find someone." Zhou Qingfang replied, on the way here, she had already contacted Zhou Ankang's friend.

"Sure enough, even the security guard's tone was full of arrogance. He deserves to be the Provincial Sports Arts Association." Meng Li looked at the luxuriously decorated hall, and there were only a few people in the hall.

Those who can come here are all physical skills masters from Shachang Province.

Meng Li even speculated that the security guard in front of him should not be an ordinary person. He should have great strength as a security guard at the headquarters of the Provincial Sports and Arts Association.

Hearing this, the security guard looked at the two of them for a moment, and left.

Meng Li and Zhou Qingfang came to the waiting area in the hall. Zhou Qingfang took out her cell phone and called Zhou Mingkang's friend and told the other party that he had arrived.

Not long after, an old man with gray hair appeared in the corridor on the right side of the hall. The old man was wearing a training uniform. He came to the hall and took a few glances, then walked directly towards Zhou Qingfang and the others.

"Are you the one Zhou Mingkang said?" the old man asked directly when he met.

"Hello, Director Wang, we are." Zhou Qingfang quickly answered respectfully.

"Are you going to be certified?" The old man nodded and looked directly at Meng Li. After a look, he asked in surprise: "Looking at your appearance, you seem to be very young. How old is this year?"

The old man's words were also arrogant, but since the other party was an old man and he asked the other party to do things now, Meng Li naturally took the initiative to ignore the arrogant and arrogant words in the old man's words.

"It's almost sixteen years old."

"So young?" The old man raised his eyebrows and said, "No wonder that Zhou Ankang called by two or three times. It turned out to be a young genius... Are you really sure to pass the third-level certification?"

Meng Li smiled faintly and said, "I tested it when I was at home and my strength has just reached the standard."

Not only has he just met the standard, after two "dinners" last night and this morning, Meng Li's body had more qi and blood, and his strength naturally increased again.

He thought in his heart that even if he didn't use the horse stake, he would be able to hit more than 450 kilograms of force with one punch.

The old man named Wang saw that Meng Li was very confident in his words and his eyes lit up. If this young man could really pass the third-level physical skills certification, he would be less than sixteen years old... wouldn't he break the youngest record?

No wonder Zhou Mingkang said he wanted to "take care of" him. He probably wanted to help him not spread the information about the boy, but that boy had such a good seedling in his hands, so he didn't tell me earlier... The old man was a little scolded for his old friend in his heart.

"Have you filled in this form? Have you brought the ID?" The old man asked the counter for a certification application form and signaled Meng Li to take out his household registration book and go to copy it to the staff at the lobby counter.

"Take it." Meng Li took out the household registration book and handed it to the young female staff member.

The female staff member took Meng Li's household registration book and went to copy it. She accidentally saw the information on Meng Li's household registration book and was stunned... Director Wang actually brought a boy less than sixteen years old to verify the third level of physical skills?

"Xiao Peng, hurry up, why are you going to be slow?" Director Wang said dissatisfied when he saw the staff member being stunned.

"Yes, Director, wait a moment." The stunned little Peng trembled in his heart, and quickly admitted his mistake, and said intimately that he had suffered, don't let Director Wang be upset, right?

The old man surnamed Wang is the director of the office of Shachang Provincial Sports and Arts Association. Although he is not a big official, the office director is in an extremely critical position, especially for the staff in the provincial association, Director Wang is their immediate superior.

After a while, Director Wang took the copied information handed over by Xiao Peng, returned the original household registration book to Meng Li, and then said to Zhou Qingfang: "I will take him in for certification. Are you waiting here or going to my office to wait?"

"Director Wang, please, I'll wait here, there is a TV here." Zhou Qingfang, a person who never likes to say polite words, also said a lot of polite words this time for Meng Li.

Director Wang nodded and said to Xiao Peng: "Xiao Peng, be serious about doing things, don't be rough, pour me a cup of tea... Also, do you know if you have to be rigorous in your mouth when working here?"

Director Wang stared at Xiao Peng's eyes with a deterrent look. The meaning in his words was very obvious, just to make the little girl's mouth tighter and not to tell the information she had just seen Meng Li.

Although I don’t know if this young man named Meng Li can really pass the third-level physical skills certification, since he agreed to his old friend Zhou Ankang, Director Wang planned to fulfill his promise and try his best to control Meng Li’s information not to spread.

"Yes, yes, Director Wang, I know, I will definitely not talk nonsense." The little girl was frightened by Director Wang and nodded quickly to promise.

"Well, okay, you can work." Director Wang nodded with satisfaction, and then said to Meng Li: "Come with me."

When Director Wang took Meng Li into the corridor, the little Peng breathed a long sigh of relief, and then arrived at another cup of tea and sent it to Zhou Qingfang to the waiting area.

Zhou Qingfang ended up saying thank you in the tea in the little girl's hand, and suddenly asked: "Please ask, what kind of director is Director Wang? I think you seem to be afraid of him."

The little girl was stunned: "You don't know?"
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