God of Sprint

Chapter 2: The North Sea is far away

When I arrived at school, my classmates had not arrived yet and I was the first one to arrive.

Most students try to delay their return to school as much as possible, arriving before the school closes. Because it is a closed-door management system, it is difficult to leave once you arrive, and you need to ask for leave from your class teacher.

I went back to the dormitory, found my bed, and hung the peanut package I brought from home on the wall of my bed. Then I made the bed.

Most of the junior high school students in this school live in the dormitory. Only the students from the town do not live in the dormitory.

After all, it is too far from home, nearly thirty miles away. I have four days off a month.

In this era when quality education is popular in Canada.

Tiancang Junior High School is still implementing a closed management system, so that students can study day after day. When many students saw the national policy, they also reflected to the school that they wanted to add more physical education classes and more holidays.

But the school ignored it because their old principal Zhang Tieshan knew that quality education was for people with strong teaching staff.

In this impoverished area, in a school with mainly poor students, if we still talk about quality education, it will really leave students with no way out. After all, the university entrance exam is still based on scores.

This is caused by different cultural perceptions.

Some people in the city will criticize students from poor areas for not having holidays, and they are not wrong.

Because they have never experienced life in poverty-stricken areas, they have no idea how they live. The amount of farm work they do every day is enough for quality education.

There is nothing wrong with them commenting on this in their cognitive world. It can only be said that their cognition is different. Just like asking farmers in Tiancang area to go to the city immediately, they will not understand the rules of traffic lights. According to their cognition, they just walk randomly. Different environments will lead to different cognition.

Just like a blooming flower, you are wondering when it will bloom, and I am wondering when it will fall. Let's hurry up and achieve common prosperity.

I still need to become stronger quickly, with the support of the system, and when I become rich and famous, I can bring something different to this area. I am obviously not living a satisfactory life, but I still can't bear to see the suffering of the world.

We need to quickly formulate a training plan.

The school asked us to get up at 6:30 in the morning, wash up, and gather at 6:50 to do a 10-minute exercise. Actually, it wasn't just a 10-minute exercise, it was just running around the playground, and it was over after running eight laps. One lap was about 150 meters. Then we had morning self-study at 7:00, which lasted until 7:40, and then we had breakfast. Classes started at 8:00. Classes ended at 11:30 in the afternoon and we had lunch. Classes started at 1:30 in the afternoon, and we had dinner at 6:00. We had evening self-study at 7:00 in the evening, which lasted until 9:00 in the evening. Then we went home for half an hour to wash up. Turn off the lights and go to bed.

I can use the morning exercise time to practice running. This way I won't delay my studies. I can do squat training after the evening self-study get out of class. Thinking of this, I thought that the hard days have begun, and there is no spare time at all. But there is no other way.

If you want to hurry, don't look up to avoid being tempted. Be modest and cautious. Walk alone with an umbrella, and be respectful. Know your own heart, and you will know the way. Work hard, young man!

If ordinary people want to become great, they have to work harder than others. Ordinary people are ordinary because others can do what you do. Greatness is great because you do what others can't do. But it is more inspiring for ordinary people to become great. Because ordinary people don't have the training conditions of others, they rely entirely on talent and hard work. There is no such thing as being born great or being born a saint.

While I was thinking about it, people from the dormitory came one after another. Including Zhang Guoliang, the nephew of President Zhang Tieshan. He is also a close friend of Zhao Yun, 168 cm tall, 90 catties in weight, and as thin as a monkey. The two of them are a perfect match, one is a bamboo pole and the other is a hairless monkey from ancient times. His family conditions are not good either, and his house is still three adobe houses. It is worse than Zhao Yun's family. At least Zhao Yun's family has five rooms.

"Damn, you came so early. Are you feeling better?" Zhang Guoliang said excitedly after seeing Zhao Yun.

"Don't worry, I'm much better than a hairless monkey like you." Zhao Yun quickly said a few words to him.

"What food did you bring? I brought some apples and boiled eggs. We'll have dinner together later." Every time he returned to school, he would bring some food from home and share it with Zhao Yun.

"I brought some peanuts, but nothing else. My mother was afraid that I would get injured and not get enough nutrition, so she gave me some more living expenses this time. Let's go have dumplings tonight, I'll treat you. We'll have eggs tomorrow." Zhao Yun said.

"Okay, we'll go in a minute. I'll make the bed." As he spoke, Zhang Guoliang unfolded the rolled-up quilt on the bed and spread it out. He then brushed off the dust on the bed sheet with his hand, and then smoothed the bed sheet out again.

We chatted for a while, and I said, "Let's go. Let's go eat something good."

The two of them ran to the canteen. Zhao Yun spent money to buy two servings of dumplings, fearing that other roommates would see them and get jealous. They found a corner and sat on a rock to finish their dumplings. The water pipe was nearby, so they washed their lunch boxes at the same time. After washing, the two of them returned to the dormitory.

After returning home, the two of them lay down and talked about some interesting things that happened recently. As they talked, they felt sleepy and fell asleep.

The next day, at half past six, our class teacher, Lao Lu, showed up at the dormitory on time. Lao Lu's voice was like thunder. He shouted, "Get up. If anyone doesn't get up, I'll put my hand under their quilt to cool them down."

The roommates all got up and washed up, wailing. At 6:45, Lao Lu started to call the roll on the playground. Everyone was ready. Lao Lu shouted, "Look to the right, and run." The running exercise began.

Lao Lu ran beside Zhao Yun. Lao Lu said, "Are you okay? If not, don't run."

Zhao Yun said, "Don't worry, it's okay. If you don't believe me, I'll run for you to see."

As he spoke, he began to run at an accelerated pace. After all, he had a system task to complete. Zhao Yun finally finished eight laps. He was the first one in the school to finish.

Because I had exerted too much effort in the first 500 meters, I was a little out of breath in the latter part. My chest was like a bellows, panting heavily. I almost vomited my stomach.

After running, I wanted to lie down and rest, but I couldn't. Because lying down would make my breathing rhythm more chaotic, which is not good for my health.

Zhao Yun was shaking his legs while doing some stretching exercises. He was relaxing his leg muscles. Actually, he should have done this before running, but he just started running according to his previous habits. This is the disadvantage of training by yourself without professional training. No one tells you what to do. Tomorrow, I must get up early and do some stretching exercises, so that my muscles will not be easily strained.

看了看系统成绩，八圈1200米。时间3分42.25秒。前五百米80.02秒。好悬呀差点没跑过去。离系统规定的82秒跑完五百米就差一丁点儿。

Zhao Yun's academic performance was OK, he ranked around 72th out of students in his class, but Chinese, politics, and history were his favorite subjects, and he did well in them. The other subjects were average.

When all the students in the school had finished running, Lao Lu came to Zhao Yun. He used his hands to run up and down Zhao Yun's back to help Zhao Yun calm down. Zhang Guoliang wanted to come over, but when he saw Lao Lu next to him, he was so scared that he ran back to the classroom. Lao Lu's reputation was too great. No one in the class was not afraid of him.

"Why are you running so hard? What if you get hurt?"

"I want to find a way out for myself and get out of the mountains."

Old Lu looked at Zhao Yun in shock. This was not something a junior high school student should say. Once he said it, it meant that Zhao Yun was greatly stimulated.

"Okay, okay, okay. If you have this idea, you will have a bright future. Do you plan to apply to a sports school?"

"No, I want to apply to a high school that focuses on culture but also has sports classes. I don't want to give up culture. After all, a person's future height is measured by his or her ideas and cultural cognition."

"There is still a month and a half before the city-wide sports assessment. If you have this idea, you must work hard. No. 100 Middle School is a key school in our city, and its sports are also among the top three in the city. They were runner-up in basketball last year, first in the 200-meter track and field, and second in the -meter. If you have this idea, I recommend you to take the exam for No. Middle School."

"Thank you, teacher." Students of this age have no idea about their future, and even if they have an idea, they don't know where to work hard. This thank you comes from the heart, because Lao Lu pointed out a direction for Zhao Yun. He set a goal.

"Last year, the 100-meter run required twelve seconds to enter No. 17 Middle School. I wonder if it will be more strict this year. The principal has the phone number of their admissions teacher. I'm going to contact them. I'll help you find out about this year's situation. But you have to work hard. If you make the contact and let them come to evaluate you, if you don't meet the standard, it will be difficult for the school in the future."

"Thank you, teacher. Don't worry, I will definitely run within twelve seconds." Zhao Yun told Lao Lu sincerely and affirmatively.

Old Lu smiled with satisfaction. His dream as a teacher has always been to have students all over the world. But being able to go out to the city in this mountainous area is already good enough, but also to go all over the world? ! "Okay, go to class. I'll let you know when I've made the contact."

"Okay, teacher. Thank you." Zhao Yun took a step back, bowed, and then turned back to the classroom to start his self-study class.

When we got to the classroom, the students were all reading in low voices. They were reading all kinds of books, including English and Chinese. Zhao Yun picked up the book and couldn't read any more. The current national standard for the 100-meter first-level athlete is 10.93 seconds for electronic timing. The standard for the second-level athlete is 11.5 seconds for manual timing and 11.74 seconds for electronic timing. The standard for the third-level athlete is 12.4 seconds for manual timing and 12.64 seconds for electronic timing.

The admission standard of No. 12 Middle School is seconds. This standard is neither high nor low. It can only be said that it is a threshold for the sports world. If you can improve it by one second, you will be a first-class athlete. If you can improve it by two seconds, it will be awesome. You can directly enter the Olympics and compete with black people.

I checked the stamina value in the system and it increased to 62. The toughness value also increased to 61. Toughness is very important, it can ensure that the chance of injury is reduced. There are also various potions in the system. This way, I should not have any major injuries in my career.

Thinking of this, I looked at the time and realized that I had been daydreaming for ten minutes. I should read the book quickly. I looked at the Chinese textbook and recited poems quietly while waiting for the get out of class to end.