But Wang Mo's physique is 1.7 times that of ordinary people, which will give him endless strength. This is the key to his victory.
In the first 50 meters, Wang Mo gradually shortened the distance between him and the person in front. Until after 50 meters, people off the field could clearly see with the naked eye that Wang Mo was getting faster and faster, as if he was
The acceleration has no end.
Seeing such a passionate scene, the students in the audience immediately began to cheer for Wang Mo. Although they were not in Wang Mo's class, they all had a common identity, that is, they were all ordinary students.
In every sports meeting in the past, it was the sports students who competed in the end, and ordinary students had nothing to do with it. But today they saw a hope, an opportunity to overthrow those arrogant sports students.
The gap between the seven people in front is not big, so when Wang Mo catches up with the last person, he is actually not far away from the first place now.
"Come on, come on!"
The deafening sound was so loud that the athletes on the field didn't know who they were cheering for, but they couldn't care less about it now, they were all gritting their teeth and fighting for the last bit of strength.
Finally at 90 meters, Wang Mo caught up with the first place, and the distance between him and him became wider and wider, and he was the first to cross the line.
Everyone in the audience cheered loudly when they saw Wang Mo winning the championship. The other athletes who were crossing the line one after another were looking at Wang Mo in disbelief. They actually lost to a guy today.
Amateur players, this is unacceptable to them.
At this time, the teacher who was timing the finish line excitedly went to find the leader with the timer. After a while, Wang Mo’s results were announced on the podium.
"Congratulations to Wang Mo from the School of Architecture for breaking our school's 100-meter record with a time of 10.45 seconds."
When the other seven athletes heard Wang Mo's results, they all looked desperate. None of them had ever surpassed this result.
The other students in the audience were all talking about who Wang Mo was. Someone who knew what the 100-meter mark meant was explaining it to the people around him.
At this time, a person who looked like a teacher came to Wang Mo. After he took a breath, he asked: "Are you a freshman this year?"
Wang Mo nodded. Of course he knew what this result meant, so he was not surprised at all when someone asked him.
"Never received professional training?"
"No, I used to run and play by myself, and I usually like to play basketball and football."
The visitor squeezed his muscles, looked at his figure, and said with admiration: "What a good young man, but it's a pity that he is a bit old."
Then he said to Wang Mo: "Do you know what your result represents?"
"It seems to be the standard for national first-level athletes, right?" Wang Mo said uncertainly.
The person who came here shook his head and said: "It's true or not, first-level athletes must take notes by phone, and just now they were taken by hand, so the results don't count. But I saw your start just now, and your posture and reaction are fine.
Training the day after tomorrow can make you faster, so after training you will definitely be able to reach the level of a first-class athlete. What do you think, are you interested in coming to the sports academy?"
Wang Mo thought for a while and said: "I would still be interested in training, but I'd better forget about becoming a professional athlete in the future. I know that I am too old, and my performance will not improve much even after training in the future, so I still
I don’t want to give up my professional course.”
The visitor sighed and said: "Yes, people have to live after all. Okay, I promise you, as long as you come to our sprint team during college, I will not force you to train time. The time is up to you.
How about making sure yourself?"
"Then I have no problem. What do you call me?"
"Call me Coach Chen. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. Meet me at the Sports Institute tomorrow morning. Don't be late. What I hate most are late people." Coach Chen said sternly.
After Coach Chen left, the other students in the class rushed over, hugged Wang Mo and threw him in the air.
But when the awards were given later, when Wang Mo came back with a thick notebook, he said to Zheng Wei and the others: "The school is really stingy. The champion only has such a notebook. I thought I was rich and I could treat you to dinner tonight."
A meal."
Zheng Wei grabbed it and said, "Come on, you got it cheap and you behaved well, but others want it and you don't have it yet! Don't tell me that the quality of this notebook is quite good."
Suddenly Zheng smiled and said: "Wang Mo, have you been wearing our Ruan Ruan's coat this morning?"
Wang Mo nodded, not knowing what she meant.
Zheng Wei: "That's easy. Since you don't like this notebook, why don't you give this notebook to us Ruan Ruan as a thank you? You won't be reluctant to part with it, right?"
Zheng Wei has said this, what else can Wang Mo say, not to mention that he really doesn't like that notebook. After all, he can use it very rarely.
Wang Mo smiled and said: "Okay, just do as you say!"
But Ruan Guan said anxiously: "I can't take it. This is what you worked so hard for. How can I take it?"
Zheng Wei stuffed the notebook into Ruan Guan's arms and said, "Oh, it's just a notebook. He doesn't care. Why are you refusing?"
At this time, Ruan Guan wanted to return the notebook to Wang Mo, but Wang Mo had already walked away, so she could only hold this different gift anxiously.
After returning to the dormitory, Ruan Guan said dissatisfiedly: "Wei Wei, what did you mean just now? Why did you have to give me Wang Mo's notebook?"
Zheng Wei looked at her in confusion and said: "It doesn't make sense. Are you overthinking it? We are all classmates, just a notebook. There is no need to separate them so clearly."
Hearing what Zheng Wei said, what could Ruan Guan say? If she continued to refuse, it would seem like she was hypocritical, so Ruan Guan could only accept the gift.
After the lights were turned off at night, when Zheng Wei and the others in their dormitory were asleep, Ruan Wan lay in bed unable to fall asleep.
Under the pillow was Wang Mo's notebook. She turned it over and over, wondering what Wang Mo meant at the beginning. Was it just what Zheng Wei thought, or did he mean something else to her?
Ruan Wan didn't fall asleep until late at night. Of course, when he woke up the next day, he was in a bad state of mind.
The next day is still the sports day, but their freshman students still have to gather at their class location on the playground before 8:30, and the head teacher will go to roll call in the morning.
When the four of them went to the playground together, Zheng Wei felt happy when she saw Ruan Wan's sluggish appearance. Of course she knew why Ruan Wan was in bad spirits. He must have gone to bed very late yesterday because of something.