The School Beauty’s Chapter 747 - 744 Test

Chapter 747: Chapter 744 Test

Qin Hao has always been like this: if soone treats

with an inch of respect, I will return a foot.

Wang Weiyin is so polite; if there is a chance, it would be great to truly give it my all to bring glory to the nation.

"Alright then. Younger Brother Qin, would you like to take a tour with ?"

Wang Weiyin asked kindly.

Qin Hao nodded and said, "Then I’ll trouble Director Wang."

Wang Weiyin was delighted and led Qin Hao onto the grass beside the track, both of them strolling slowly along the track.

Where is the eccentricity Old Chen ntioned? Clearly, he’s a genuinely kind young man.

Wang Weiyin found it odd but began to introduce, "Xiaojie, don’t be fooled by how big this sports facility looks. In reality, it’s usually only used for training or hosting small competitions."

Qin Hao clicked his tongue in wonder, "This place can accommodate tens of thousands of people, and it’s still considered a small stadium?"

Wang Weiyin’s face showed a hint of pride, "Indeed. In a few days, the world competition will gather the world’s strongest track and field stars. And our venue is the top-notch stadium at Modu Center, which alone has eighty-three thousand seats."

Isn’t that more than double this place?

Qin Hao’s breathing quickened a bit, not because of nervousness from the crowd, but because if I scored well, wouldn’t I beco a big na in the future?

Imagining being asked for autographs while walking on the street.

Qin Hao’s expression turned lancholic.

As the two continued walking, athletes periodically ran past on the track beside them.

They wore training clothes, with foreheads covered in sweat; these were long-distance champions in training.

At the center of another field, many athletes were also sweating it out.

Pole vaulting, high jumps, long jumps, javelin, and shot put; in short, there weren’t many spectators in the stands, but there were a lot of internal team mbers training.

Noticing Qin Hao’s gaze, Wang Weiyin chuckled, "These athletes are set to represent Huaxia this ti. Xiaojie, you could go say hello."

Though he said this, he was eager to see Qin Hao show so skills.

After all, Old Chen had praised him so much, Wang Weiyin had long been curious.

"No need to say hello. Let’s keep touring."

Qin Hao wasn’t in a hurry; the sports facility was vast, and it was refreshing to walk around. Since it was a rare visit, naturally he wanted to stroll more.

Wang Weiyin didn’t insist, leading Qin Hao for a lap around the stadium.

Afterward, Wang Weiyin’s face was slightly flushed, a bit out of breath. Qin Hao, however, remained composed, showing no discomfort.

Wang Weiyin laughed, "I’m getting old and can’t walk as much. Back then, I was a bronze dalist in the national four-hundred-ter championship..."

But inwardly, he nodded: this youngster walked a quick lap with

and wasn’t even out of breath. Seems he might really be sothing?

The two stood at the end of the hundred-ter track.

At this mont, a group of training athletes sprinted towards them, incredibly fast, their expressions contorted.

The first to cross the finish line was a young man with a buzz cut, seemingly running within ten seconds.

Wang Weiyin proudly introduced, "This athlete is our Huaxia team’s ace, nad Su Ming. He’s the best athlete in Asia and has broken the Asian record multiple tis..."

Towards the end, his pride turned to a wry smile, "Unfortunately, even for such a strong team mber, it’s extrely difficult to enter the finals of the world competition, let alone fiercely defeat that Kevin..."

Qin Hao felt awkward, only able to comfort him, "Director Wang, don’t worry. Perhaps this ti we have a shot at winning."

"Xiaojie has that much confidence?"

Wang Weiyin was instantly overjoyed, his eyes widening.

Qin Hao was speechless; he was rely trying to be comforting. He had never trained in athletics, so despite his strong physique, whether he could win needed to be tested first.

Unexpectedly, Wang Weiyin misunderstood, thinking he was very confident.

"How about, Younger Brother, you test first? By the way, what event are you planning to enter?"

Previously during the discussion with Chen Ruohao, Old Fox said Qin Hao could do anything, which Wang Weiyin considered a joke.

So he planned to ask clearly.

Qin Hao scratched his head, "Haven’t decided yet."

"Pft!"

Wang Weiyin’s belly shook, almost choking in surprise. What’s going on? Supposedly the ace, yet hasn’t even decided on an event?

Instantly, a bad premonition arose in his mind.

To verify Qin Hao’s capability, Wang Weiyin forced a smile, "Why not try short-distance running first, Xiaojie?"

Qin Hao thought for a mont, then said, "Alright."

"Good."

Wang Weiyin found so relief, leading Qin Hao to the start of the hundred-ter track.

At this point, several athletes were doing stationary exercises nearby.

So were stretching their legs, others working their waists, but all were glancing over.

Who is the man beside Director Wang?

Why is Director Wang so respectful to him?

Everyone was puzzled, rembering Wang Weiyin as an old-fashioned person. Besides athletes bringing glory to the nation, he generally showed no good face to others, not even to leaders.

However, the man before them was unfamiliar, wearing ordinary casual clothes, not looking like an athlete at all.

What’s going on here?

Everyone was confused when Wang Weiyin pointed at the track and said, "Xiaojie, start from here. I’ve arranged soone to ti you at the finish line. Just go ahead and run."

Qin Hao nodded, having been engrossed in the scenery earlier and forgetting to peek at the athletes’ starting postures.

What exactly should I do?

If Wang Weiyin knew his thought process, he would probably be furious enough to spit blood.

The person he’d pinned his hopes on didn’t even know how to take a starting stance?

Seeing Qin Hao hesitate, Wang Weiyin assud he was unaccustod and laughed, "Xiaojie, you may not have the right sportswear? No problem, we have so in the rest area, all sizes available. Should I get it for you?"

Nearby, various training team mbers were in disarray. Damn, Director Wang helping to fetch clothes? Even world champions get this treatnt!

"Uh, no need."

Qin Hao still refused. Regardless, since he was there, he might as well try it sincerely.

With the determination to give it his all, he placed his feet on the start blocks, squatted slightly... and almost lost his balance.

"What?"

Wang Weiyin thought he had seen wrong. Looking again at Qin Hao’s starting stance, his eyes widened: Is this stance incorrect?

The nearby athletes burst into laughter. Seriously, he doesn’t even know the stance, a complete rookie!

"Director Wang, should I call out to start or sothing?"

Squatting slightly with an awkward starting posture, Qin Hao couldn’t help but call out.

"Uh..."

Wang Weiyin snapped back, feeling embarrassed but still hopeful. Even if the starting posture was wrong, maybe he could still run fast?

So he shouted, "Start."

Almost as soon as the "start" word fell, Qin Hao moved with impressive speed, slightly easing Wang Weiyin’s mind, "His starting speed is fast, perhaps even better than Su Ming’s."