Orc Undead Sports Warrior

Lu Wei was really unhappy. After briefly greeting the other team members, he walked towards the athletes' tunnel.

"You brat, who are you trying to fool with that grumpy face after winning the game? Who upset you? You don't have a race this morning, so go to the hotel and rest. You have the 400-meter relay tomorrow." Wang Qiao reminded Lu Wei as he walked absentmindedly toward the athletes' tunnel.

"Coach Wang, I'm free today anyway, so I'd like to practice some cornering. I'm just killing time anyway." Du Wei knew very well that once he returned to the hotel and was alone in his room, he would be tormented.

Instead of struggling with yourself, you might as well go for a run on the sports field, which will allow you to temporarily stop thinking about your past life.

"Wait for me, I have to keep an eye on you, otherwise no one will guide you as you run around aimlessly, and I'm afraid you'll go astray..." After saying that, Wang Qiao followed Lu Wei toward the training ground.

"Why did you suddenly look so dejected while we were celebrating? Your emotions change so quickly! I've been taking care of you for over a year and I've never noticed this problem! How can a kid who's not even 20 years old suddenly look so bitter and resentful..."

Wang Qiao chattered incessantly beside Lu Wei, just like Tang Sanzang in a comedy film, never stopping for a moment.

"I, Wang Qiao, have always considered myself a pretty manly person, never one to beat around the bush. It's only because I met you that I'm talking so much. I'm afraid I'll ruin a promising talent in my hands. Let me make this clear first, I'm not one to ramble on. As the saying goes, 'Easy to find priceless treasures, hard to find... well, hard to find a good teammate...'"

After saying this, both of them had a few black lines on their faces. Lu Wei also understood this poem; he knew it from his body's memories. Now, this body had completely merged with him, both mentally and physically.

"Don't worry, brother, my orientation is straight, there's no sign of me being gay..." Wang Qiao was still explaining his earlier words.

"Coach Wang, what is your dream?" Lu Wei asked the question that had been on his mind for the past few months. He originally wanted to ask what he thought was the meaning of his existence, but he knew that asking that would make Wang Qiao misunderstand and think that he thought Wang Qiao was useless.

It's certain that the original owner of this body had absolutely no faith. Having completely absorbed his memories, just like the day I transmigrated—a person with clear life beliefs would never enter the competition venue only half an hour before the match; with that attitude, the match is basically over.

Furthermore, in the past two years, this guy's 400-meter performance has almost remained stagnant compared to his high school days, which confirms my judgment.

"This question really stumped me. My dream might seem too small to be associated with that word. When I was young, my family was poor and we often didn't have enough to eat. My biggest dream when I was a child was to work hard to make my family live a life free from worries about food and clothing. At that time, the provincial track and field team came to the village to recruit members. I competed with children who were older than me and won. I was lucky enough to get the opportunity to observe and train them."

As Wang Qiao recounted his past, his eyes shone with light. The hardships of his childhood did not make him feel ashamed. On the contrary, it was clear that he considered it a beautiful memory.

"As a cowherd in the countryside, I had no idea what track and field was at the time. After I arrived, I just obediently listened to the coach and did whatever he told me to do. I looked forward to becoming a formal member of the provincial track and field team every day. Although the training in the team was hard, I could eat three meals a day and I didn't have to worry about survival."

Wang Qiao smiled and continued to recall: "Later, my main events were the 200 meters and 400 meters. I was virtually unrivaled in the province, and I could also win rankings in national competitions if I performed well. After retiring, I became a coach. Over the years, although my income hasn't been much, I've managed to provide for my family. I guess I've achieved my childhood dream!" At this point, a proud expression appeared on Wang Qiao's face.

“I used to work in track and field to support my family, and I never dared to dream of standing on the highest podium in the world. Now that I’m this age, I’ve truly fallen in love with this sport. My dream now is to give every talented athlete I have a bright future. If I could personally train an athlete like Michael Johnson and realize a dream that I couldn’t achieve, I would be willing to live a few years less.”

It's clear that half of Wang Qiao's dream is like a calm lake, without a ripple, while the other half is turbulent and surging, which makes Lu Wei feel excited.

"Hearing Coach Wang's dream makes my blood boil. I hope I can help you realize your second dream." Du Wei also felt a surge of energy at this moment. To achieve your own success, you sometimes need to help others succeed first. He couldn't let Coach Wang down. It was clear that he was fully committed to Lu Wei this time.

"What are you two talking about, master and apprentice? You're having such a lively conversation, let us join in!" It was Coach Sun who spoke.

“Yeah, the competition is so intense and boring, why don’t we share our stories?” Liu Feiren was also very interested in the conversation between Lu Wei and his apprentice.

Wang Qiao recounted his conversation with Lu Wei to Liu Feiren and his apprentice, but omitted the line of poetry that seemed to suggest he was trying to seduce Lu Wei.

Coach Sun and Liu Feiren exchanged glances, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes. They had assumed Lu Wei and his student were either discussing match experience or sharing anecdotes, but their highly energetic expressions made it difficult to discern the content of their conversation.

"I never expected that such a great conversation would take place in this passageway leading to the training field," Coach Sun remarked.

"Now that you two have joined, let's exchange our dreams," Wang Qiao said, inviting Liu Feiren and his apprentice to share their aspirations.

Although ideals have no distinction of size, height, or value, Wang Qiao felt that she and Lu Wei were just two drops of water in the ocean of ordinary sports workers, at least for the time being, seemingly unremarkable.

Liu Xiang, an Olympic champion and world record holder, might offer some inspiration to Lu Wei.

"Coach Wang and I are from the same generation and have similar experiences. I am very fortunate that my city is an economically developed area, so there are naturally more talent resources in sports. Liu Xiang is able to stand on the highest podium in the world. My dream has been realized. I hope you can also realize your dreams."

Indeed, being from the same era, their life experiences are like they were cut from the same mold. The difference is that Coach Sun discovered Liu Feiren, while Wang Qiao is still searching for his own "Liu Feiren".