The young man opened the door, threw his coat on the sofa, then returned to his bedroom, lay lazily on the bed, took out his phone and started swiping the screen.
His name is Zhang Guan, an ordinary single.
Zhang Guan works in the Sports Bureau. He is one of those positions where the work is leisurely and the salary is not high. On weekdays, he secretly speculates in stocks at work, and plays games when he comes home from work. In addition, Zhang Guan’s family’s economic conditions are not bad, and he has no worries about food and clothing. The days passed were considered nourishing.
Playing mobile games has become Zhang Guan's biggest hobby in recent times. At this moment, he is holding his mobile phone and searching for reviews of some recently released mobile games.
Suddenly, the phone screen went completely black. Zhang Guan frowned and pressed the start button, but nothing happened.
"Why did it suddenly freeze? This domestic mobile phone has always been very reliable. What happened today?" Zhang Guanzheng was about to restart the phone, but found that the screen suddenly lit up.
A line of subtitles appears on the phone screen.
“Do you want to be an all-around athlete?”
Zhang Guan was stunned for a moment, guessing that this was a link to a certain game. He cursed in his mind that the security software installed on his phone couldn't even block an advertisement, but his fingers involuntarily pressed the "confirm" button.
The next moment, Zhang Guan felt dizzy, and then his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.
…
Zhang Guan slowly opened his eyes, and a familiar face appeared in front of him. He carefully identified it and found that it was Hu Xi, his good friend from high school.
"Are you Hu Xi? Have you shaved your beard?"
"Nonsense, of course it's me! Shave your beard? Are you confused?" Hu Xi handed a bottle of mineral water to Zhang Guan's mouth, and then said: "You finally woke up, you scared me just now."
"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Guan asked.
"You fainted from heatstroke just now." Hu Xi paused and then said: "Your exam sequence has passed, but the invigilator said that since you are in a special situation, he can give you another chance and let you take the last group. Take the test again.”
Zhang Guan was stunned for a moment, feeling that this conversation seemed familiar. He sat up and looked around, his expression suddenly changed drastically.
"Is this a dream?" Zhang Guan pinched his arm hard and realized that he was not dreaming.
"Hu Xi, how old am I?" Zhang Guan asked immediately.
"He must have been confused due to heat stroke. We are both seventeen years old!" Hu Xi said.
"Is this a level two exam?" Zhang Guan asked next.
"Of course!" Hu Xi nodded.
Zhang Guan took a deep breath, and his thoughts were confirmed. He was really seventeen years old again.
Zhang Guan did not study well in high school. In order to increase the college admission rate, various high schools at that time "encouraged" students who did not study well in the second grade of high school to develop their "specialties". To put it bluntly, they let some scumbag students practice physical education and art. Let them take part in sports or art recruitment exams. As long as they pass the professional subject exams in sports or art, they can be admitted even with low cultural scores, thereby increasing the school's college admissions rate.
Zhang Guan is one of them. At the age of seventeen, he is 1.88 meters tall. Even in a northern city, he is considered a big man. It is because of this that the head teacher recommended him to practice sports, and he is Among the sports subjects, sprint events are selected that are most suitable for beginners and can be quickly achieved.
Shortly after Zhang Guan started practicing sports, he happened to catch up with the qualifying test for second-level athletes held by the Sports Bureau that year. According to the college entrance examination rules at the time, national second-level athletes could be admitted with a 20-point reduction in the college entrance examination. At the same time, many colleges and universities recruited sports majors. Candidates also require this type of qualification. Therefore, for sports students at that time, a national second-level athlete qualification certificate can bring great help to the college entrance examination.
In Zhang Guan's original experience, he did not pass the national second-level athlete test this time, but his friend Hu Xi successfully passed the test. During this exam, Zhang Guan actually fainted from heatstroke before the exam. It was still May, still far from midsummer. He was also the only candidate to faint from heatstroke in the past ten years. Considering that his fainting from heat stroke was an accident, the examiner gave him a chance to make up the exam and arranged for him to take the exam in the last session. As a result, his results were disastrous and he did not even perform at his normal level.
In the second year, after another year of training, Zhang Guancai successfully passed the test for national second-level athletes. Afterwards, he was only admitted to a local second-tier university in the college entrance examination. After graduating from university, he was lucky enough to be admitted to a public institution and passed the exam. On that mediocre but very nourishing day.
"I'm seventeen years old again!" Zhang Guan looked at the young faces around him and finally accepted this reality.
His thoughts returned to reality, and there were fewer and fewer people waiting for reference. Zhang Guan knew that the last exam was about to begin, and he was about to take the stage.
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At the entrance of the tunnel, a group of athletes walked out of the athletes' tunnel one after another.
They are athletes of the provincial track and field team. This venue was originally their training ground, but because the venue was borrowed for the national second-level athlete test, they used to stay in the gym to practice equipment. Now that the exam is about to end, they are also preparing to Return to the field and start training.
These are all professional athletes, many of whom have achieved results in national competitions, and there are many athletes with master-level athletes in the mid-term. Therefore, in their eyes, the group of candidates in front of them are a group of out-and-out rookies. They also took some time to tease each other about the candidates' performance.
An old man in his sixties stood at the front. He was about 1.75 meters tall, with a straight waist and a rosy complexion. He looked very energetic.
Next to the old man, stood a middle-aged coach with an apologetic smile on his face. Although the old man kept lecturing, he did not dare to refute at all.
This middle-aged coach is Coach Zhou, the head coach of the provincial track and field team.
It stands to reason that the head coach is definitely the boss of this place, but at this moment he was scolded by an old man, but both the old man and Coach Zhou acted as a matter of course. Because everyone knows that this old man is not only Coach Zhou's teacher, but also has an extraordinary background.
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Zhang Guan stood in front of the runway and looked at the other two people beside him.
There were originally eight people on the track, but because it was the last exam, there were only two left. Adding in the "special situation" of Zhang Guan, the number became three.
"It's just like I remembered. There were three people in the last exam. Those two people passed, but I didn't." Zhang Guan leaned down and made a starting posture.
At this moment, a magnetic voice suddenly flashed in his mind.
"System startup! Initializing..."
"Who's talking?" Zhang Guan looked to the left and right and found that the other two people were quietly making starting gestures, and no one around them spoke.
"Initialization completed, system starts."
Zhang Guan was startled and confirmed that this was the voice coming from his mind. Then, a special interface appeared in his mind.
"What is this!" Zhang Guan was startled. Such a strange thing suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him at a loss.
Next, in the interface in his mind, something like a mouse pointer clicked on a gray icon with a shiny edge, and a confirmation message appeared in Zhang Guan's mind.
"Learn skills, primary sprint, are you sure..."
There are two small boxes, one "yes" and one "no". The small box "yes" is green, but the small box "no" is gray and cannot be clicked at all.
"Do I still have a choice? I can only choose 'yes'." Zhang Guan chose "yes" without any doubt.
"Congratulations on learning a new skill: sprinting." The voice sounded in Zhang Guan's mind. The original gray icon with shiny edges has also turned green.
At this moment, the mouse pointer-like thing was pointing right at the green icon of "Sprint", and a few lines appeared immediately.
"Sprint" skill effect: The straight-line running speed is increased to a certain extent, lasting 10 seconds. "
"What the hell is this? How does it look like the teaching mode of a game?" Zhang Guan secretly complained, and then a transparent dialog box appeared on the edge of the interface in his mind:
Novice mission: Use a skill once. (Please activate skill: sprint)
"This is really a game teaching!" Zhang Guan thought as he activated the green skill icon of "Sprint".
In the upper right corner of the interface, a sprint icon suddenly appeared in the blank area, followed by a 10-second digital timer, accurate to the millisecond.
"The skill is activated, what next?" Zhang Guan looked at the "Novice Task" dialog box that was still there, but he didn't know what to do next.
…
"Everyone is in position, ready..." The starter raised the starting gun in his hand and pulled the trigger fiercely.
"Snapped!"
The clear gunfire sounded, and the two people beside Zhang Guan rushed out, but Zhang Guan did not move on the runway.
Zhang Guan woke up with a start, and then found that the two people beside him had rushed out.
"By the way, I'm still taking the exam, how come I've started playing the game!" Zhang Guan secretly cursed that this novice teacher came at the wrong time, and immediately rushed out with his body.
But at this time, more than a second had passed since the gunshot sounded.
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In the distance, Coach Zhou of the provincial track and field team said to the old man with an apologetic smile: "Teacher, this year's situation is special. The main reason is that the new provincial sports center has not been built yet, so we have no choice but to hold the national second-level athlete test here. When the new sports center is built next year, it will definitely not occupy our training ground, and it will definitely not delay our training."
The old man snorted coldly: "The Asian Track and Field Championships will be held in September, and the national team trials will begin next month. How can we delay training at this time? And it is an insignificant test for second-level athletes. You can find it wherever you want. A university stadium is enough. Go to the Provincial Sports University or the Provincial University of Science and Technology. The standard of the stadium is not low. The test for second-level athletes is completely enough! At this level, there is no need to test here. Look at athletes like this His quality is just that, he’s not focused at all, he dares to lose focus when starting, and he doesn’t move even when the gun goes off!”
The old man pointed at Zhang Guan on the track as he spoke. The next moment, he suddenly stopped speaking, his eyes widened, and then he whispered:
"So fast!"
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On the track, Zhang Guan only felt that his body was particularly relaxed. Every time he stepped on the ground, he could always feel the endless power coming from his legs. He had never touched this feeling before. He only felt that every bone, every drop of blood, and even every cell in his body was beating happily.
The scenery flying by on both sides told Zhang Guan that his speed was very fast. He could even vaguely notice that he had never been so fast before. Even in his memory, he had never been so fast during his peak period next year.
At this moment, more than half of the race had passed, and Zhang Guan had caught up with the two runners who had started earlier. Then, in the next ten meters, Zhang Guan had already surpassed these two people.
"What's going on? I can't run so fast! Is it because of the skill just now?" Zhang Guan immediately checked the interface in his mind. The conflict icon in the upper right corner had begun to flash, and the numbers behind it were about to return. zero.
The moment the time showed "0", the flashing sprint icon in the upper right corner disappeared, and Zhang Guan's speed slowed down instantly, and the original feeling of relaxed running disappeared without a trace. Fortunately, the finish line was not far away at this moment. Zhang Guan worked harder and coupled with the inertia brought by his original speed, he was still the first to cross the finish line.
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The old man's hand was still pointing at Zhang Guan, and he didn't put it down for a long time.
"Teacher? Teacher?" Coach Zhou shouted as a child.
The old man let out a long breath and murmured: "The one who starts slowly, stop him quickly, don't let him run away!"
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