"When I take leave, the teacher isn't happy, but when the teacher takes leave, I'm delighted. Maybe that's what we call perspective."

On Wednesday, the geography teacher had to attend to something and didn't come to class. After a delightful self-study session, as the bell rang, Bai Bufan said with a smug look.

"Indeed, when the teacher is late, we never make him stand as punishment. Clear distinction," Lin Li nodded in agreement:

"Whoever said our generation is the lost generation? Judging by this, we are the most promising generation! So kind-hearted."

Bai Bufan couldn't match Lin Li's shamelessness and couldn't continue the conversation.

If everyone in this generation were like him and Lin Li, even the Great Qing's revival would be hopeful.

The next period was P.E. class, and the two headed to the playground together.

When they gathered at the designated spot at the sound of the preparatory bell, Wang Ze came over with the P.E. teacher.

After Wang Ze returned to the group, You Jun, the P.E. teacher, tapped his backside with the attendance register in his hand and then said to everyone:

"Wang Ze has already discussed with me. Since the sports meet is approaching, using the P.E. class time to train is quite necessary. At his suggestion, I'll only take up the first ten minutes of this class. The rest of the time, it's up to you."

"Yay!" Everyone cheered excitedly upon hearing this.

"Wang Ze is awesome."

"Truly worthy of being a sports student!"

Nowadays in P.E. class, there are metrics to meet. Generally, if half the period is free activity time, it's considered a lot. Sometimes there's none at all.

Being the hero of the moment, Wang Ze wore a rather forced smile, hiding his accomplishments and name.

"Boys will test for 1000 meters, girls for 800 meters, and then it's free activities," You Jun continued.

"Wang Ze is awes—huh?"

The cheers died down, leaving only a deathly quiet.

Three seconds later, Wang Ze could feel countless resentful glances behind him.

But he was powerless.

Just when he was coming over with You Jun, he had miserably asked, "Old You, if you dump this on me, what about my parents?"

However, facing such a question, You Jun merely patted Wang Ze on the shoulder:

"On the road to growth, you always have to lose something. Those who aren't willing to let go of anything can't change anything."

"Old You, why not use yours?"

"My parents are still useful."

"Damn."

As for the coach and P.E. teacher who could double his training load anytime, Wang Ze could only smile and endure.

The wails of the crowd could not change You Jun's decision. He said loudly:

"Wang Ze leads the way, let's start with a slow lap to warm up, then boys stop at the starting line, girls stop at the 200-meter line.

After all the boys finish 200 meters, Wenjing, you give the 'run' command to the girls and signal to me. I won't come over, I'll time you at the finish line instead."

"Okay," Xie Wenjing nodded.

…

Start the slow run.

"Wang Ze, don't start running just yet; I have something to ask you," Lin Li shouted from behind.

"No chance, buddy, no chance," Zhang Haoyang answered for Wang Ze.

"I need to poop."

Meanwhile, Bai Bufan beside him was visibly starting to get nervous.

One already feels like pooping before a physical test.

This time, the test was too sudden, and Bai Bufan hadn't emptied the load that morning.

"I feel it's about to come out," he said with a strained voice.

"Poop, poop," hearing this, Lin Li shouted towards Bai Bufan's butt.

Bai Bufan: "?"

"You idiot, that's not the kind of 'about to come out' I meant! If it really comes out, you're screwed!"

"Bao Wei didn't bring his backpack out, so I can't give you his glasses case," Lin Li shrugged, indicating he was helpless too.

No way to waste a "Poop Suppression Talisman" on him; it's like feeding 50 system currency to a dog.

"Damn it! Why is this so sudden!!" Bai Bufan kept wailing.

Lin Li ignored it and reached out, "Bufan, lend me your watch."

"What are you planning to do with my watch?" Instantly stopping his wailing, Bai Bufan was very wary.

"I'll use it to check the pace for each lap; I'm planning to run 3000 meters straight," Lin Li explained.

Even though running 3000 meters might not result in as good a time as just running 1000 meters, Lin Li didn't care about that. What mattered was finishing the test; after all, this wasn't like the college entrance exam where it counted towards grades.

Even if he ran it in his usual four and a half minutes, there would be no penalty.

"Damn, are you crazy? Alright then, just be gentle with my watch." Bai Bufan was shocked but handed over his watch to Lin Li since he was serious.

He was planning to take it off anyway.

Poor students often have more stationery, and those not good at sports often believe having a watch on their wrist is extra weight, making running more of a torment.

"A young fellow who's teachable; may the wind be at your back for the entire run later."

"Thanks for the encouragement."

Lin Li accelerated to the front of the group, telling Wang Ze about his plan.

Wang Ze nodded upon hearing, "Sure, I don't mind. We sports students automatically get excellent marks in physical tests."

"Dirty PY deal."

…

"Do some stretching if needed. Alright, everyone get on the track," You Jun signaled the boys at the starting line after both boys and girls were ready.

Usually, this was when Lin Li would be anxiously squeezing into the innermost lane, always feeling that spot was the best for starting.

But the confident Lin Li of now wouldn't have such anxieties, so he confidently squeezed into the innermost lane.

Squeezing is good for your health.

"Run!" You Jun pressed the timer.

The crowd flowed out like a stream, with Wang Ze leading the charge, followed naturally by others good at sports.

Lin Li wasn't in a hurry at all, running right behind Bai Bufan.

But after merely five seconds, he already felt this guy was too slow.

"On your left," Lin Li raised an eyebrow back at Bai Bufan as he overtook him.

Bai Bufan: "?"

Watching Lin Li speed away, Bai Bufan's eyes widened.

This guy pretends to be Captain America… is he planning to keep himself in his own circle?

Lin Li started as a happy superhero.

Zhang Haoyang, overtaken! Zhou Baowei, overtaken! Qin Zeyu, overtaken!

Wang Yuezhi... that's not possible, once a son, always a son. Father-daughter drama is forbidden.

Almost effortlessly, Lin Li quickly followed behind Wang Ze, becoming the second among the boys.

The Body Refining Eighth Rank Technique, terrifying indeed.

"Lin Li, keep it up~"

At the 200-meter mark, among the waiting girls on the side, Chen Yu Ying looked at Lin Li's ranking with some surprise in her eyes, but was not stingy with her praise.

"Alright, you keep it up too." Lin Li waved with a smile.

"Damn, Lin Li, you're behind me?" Wang Ze turned his head upon hearing the voice, surprised to find the footsteps behind him had always been Lin Li's?

"Wang Ze, your butt is really tempting." Lin Li dodged the question.

Wang Ze raised his middle finger, then slightly increased his speed.

Lin Li followed closely.

At the last 200 meters of the thousand meters, several boys good at sports, like Qin Zeyu and Chen Tianming, had already overtaken the two of them.

After all, everyone had different goals; there were still more than two kilometers to run. It wasn't possible to sprint at this point.

"Fourth, fifth."

During the physical test, the results are not scored, just ranked.

Lin Li then checked his watch himself; the first thousand meters took three minutes and forty seconds.

To be honest, this was the fastest thousand meters Lin Li had ever run in his life.

Fifteen hundred meters, five minutes and forty seconds.

The record for the 1500 meters at the Nansang high school sports meet is 4 minutes and 33 seconds, not a very high record.

Two thousand meters, seven minutes and thirty seconds.

Three thousand meters, eleven minutes and twenty-eight seconds.

"Damn ha——ha——Lin Li ha——you mother ha——" After finishing three thousand meters, Wang Ze took a few steps forward, rested his hands on his knees, turned to look at Lin Li behind him, and panted heavily, "Really kept up ha——la?"

Even in the end, when Wang Ze started sprinting, he couldn't shake off Lin Li.

"As long as you have legs." Lin Li, also panting, gave an OK sign.

This time, it truly wasn't an act.

In fact, Lin Li's panting now was deliberately exaggerated.

The feeling of having no iron taste in his throat at the end of a long run was something Lin Li experienced for the first time.

If Lin Li hadn't intended to surpass Wang Ze from beginning to end, he could have overtaken him after the 1500 meters.

11.28.33, the watch froze on this time.

This speed wasn't slow, averaging less than four minutes per kilometer. Lin Li, in the past, couldn't run a thousand meters in under four minutes.

A university student's physical test for three thousand meters in twelve minutes is full marks. In the first-grade segment, if there are no sports students involved in this project, this result is very likely to be first, and lead greatly from second place.

As for the school sports meet record for the men's three thousand meters, it's ten minutes and thirty-two seconds. There's still a huge gap.

But that's normal, hasty warm-ups, hasty attire. Wang Ze surely wasn't treating this as a competition. If he could approach the school record, that'd be shocking.

Lin Li was quietly happy that Nansang wasn't a sports-focused school.

Moreover, the school sports meet records were relatively low, definitely not the limit for those sports students. It has to do with the level of the participants and how seriously they took it.

In the publicly announced athletics records of Nansang Middle School, there are also records of different grade students who've created better records at city and provincial-level student sports games, all much more exaggerated than school sports meet records. Some even reached first-class athlete standards at grade one, perhaps impossible to replicate, as if entering a Zone state.

The reason that heavy rain could ruin someone's sports dream is because the environment really matters.

Lin Li was in no hurry; speaking of which, he hadn't even tried his best. In tasks from Beauty Lady, there's a task to strengthen lower body muscle strength, isn't there?

The lower body must cover the other two legs, and this kind of direct intensity buff should markedly enhance his running speed.

The core goal is first place, the secondary goal is to break records.

"No, Lin Li, how have you been training this semester? I'm really curious, could you teach me?" After catching his breath a bit, Wang Ze sincerely inquired, "You Jun really needs to learn from you."

"My method is quite lively, donating once at the hospital nets at least three thousand, can You Jun afford it?" Lin Li retorted.

Wang Ze: "?"

Which method are you talking about?

"The method from Journey to the West, not the method of licking and sucking!"

"Oh, sorry, a misunderstanding."

"You better have misunderstood. So, tell me, how did you train?" Wang Ze was genuinely curious.

Lin Li went from being one of the last in the sports class to keeping up with him in three thousand meters in just a month?

Though he's not a long-distance specialist, this doesn't add up, does it?

Also, why is this guy looking in better shape than me?

Wang Ze was now full of questions.

"Do 100 sit-ups every day, 100 push-ups, 100 squats, and run 10 kilometers, rain or shine, for three years straight. Go on, train, this is my greatest treasure, all handed to you."

Lin Li didn't hold back, sharing his secret with Wang Ze.

"Are you a One-Punch Man too?" Wang Ze saw right through it and gave a thumbs up: "Normal people train like Saitama, keeping their knees and ankles healthy, is this way."

"Well, maybe I was born with the sacred body of a sports student?"

"Alright, then Lin Li, you just enter these two events. I feel with more training, you'll be secure for first place. If there are no experts, eleven minutes and a half is already enough for first."

"Tsk, let me see if I can recruit another strong man, so I can leave this out, run my specialty event, and grab another first."

Wang Ze pinched his chin, thinking.

"What about the relay, do we need someone to run the 100-meter now?" Lin Li hadn't forgotten about it.

"Alright... eh? You're recovered? Running now?" Wang Ze widened his eyes.

"Walk to the 100-meter starting line and you'll be more or less ready, it's just a 100-meter run." Lin Li nodded.

Wang Ze: "?"

"Recovered so quickly? Did you take some drugs?"

"I'm fully recovered too, Wang Ze, you're truly not up to it." At this moment, Bai Bufan got up from the grass and walked over, looking down on Wang Ze, who hadn't caught his breath.

Wang Ze: "..."

This prick Bai Bufan is truly shameless.

This guy ran only a thousand meters, rested for nearly ten minutes, still looking dead, yet came to mock him.

"When are you ( ) going to ( )?" Wang Ze from the top lane of Nansang said such.

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