Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

"Running all the way here?"

Li Weijun was surprised for a moment, then he began to think and feel more confident. It seemed that the old leader was shocked by his extraordinary speed.

That's why they went to great lengths to get information and finally found the guesthouse.

Thinking of this, Li Weijun couldn't help feeling a little frustrated. As the saying goes, the first tree to stick its head out gets shot. If he had known earlier, he would have walked instead of getting in the car. He walked back to the guesthouse slowly.

It would not attract attention and would save a lot of trouble. It was not like now, with armed guards watching us closely and making us feel uneasy even when speaking.

As if he could see Li Weijun's embarrassment and confusion, Hu Dingguo coughed, ordered a bowl of noodles, and sat down opposite Li Weijun with a majestic look.

Glancing at Ji Xiaotao who was still confused, he said jokingly, "Young man, you are so lucky. Having such a pretty girl by your side for dinner is a blessing many people envy. No wonder you seem so reserved around an old guy like me."

"She? Tsk! She's just a little girl who likes to make trouble. She's as sticky as a piece of taffy and you can't get rid of her."

After calming down, Li Weijun answered neither humbly nor arrogantly that although he couldn't figure out Hu Dingguo's true intention, since he was willing to calm down and endure the grievances, he was trying to get close to him like an old man next door.

There is one thing Li Weijun can be sure of, this person is definitely not harmful.

Li Weijun was chatting and laughing with Hu Dingguo, but Ji Xiaotao was in great pain.

She clenched her teeth and stared at her enemy Li Weijun with some anger and shame. It was unknown whether she was intimidated by Hu Dingguo's aura or for some other reason, but although her pretty face was full of reluctance, she remained silent.

She seemed unusually quiet and calm, twirling the corner of her clothes with her fingers.

Hu Dingguo had good teeth. He slurped the bowl of seafood noodles for several minutes. After sucking the last drop of soup in the bowl into his mouth, he burped with satisfaction and relieved his stomach.

Pretending to be casual, he said, "My friend, the track and field sprint event is very important. There is a document now that a country must be strong in sports. Our leaders also said that we must strengthen our bodies and civilize our spirits. Running fast is also a skill. Maybe we can go to the world and win glory for our country."

"Track and field?"

Li Weijun frowned. After the indirect questioning just now, he had basically determined Hu Dingguo's intention. In the field of short-distance athletics, the achievements made by Asians were almost blank.

What is particularly important is that if there is no deviation in the timeline, Asia will host a grand World Olympic Games in half a year.

As luck would have it, the 1964th World Olympic Games was held in a country that was living a good life, namely the Tokyo Olympics.

So far, China has won zero gold medals in the World Olympics. If we want to truly break through this number, we will have to wait nearly another ten years.

Thinking back to the present, facing the olive branch thrown by Hu Dingguo, Li Weijun nodded without hesitation and said: "I am a brick of the organization. I will move wherever I am needed. It is my duty to run fast to win glory for the country. However, I have not received professional training, and I don't know how fast I can run. I am afraid of bringing shame to the country."

Hu Dingguo seemed to have expected this answer. He smiled and clapped his hands in praise, "Okay, I like this kind of courage and fighting spirit. If you have this spirit, you are a good Chinese man. The island country next door is holding the Olympics. If you want to show your face to the world, we must find a place to let them see who the sick man is."

As the passionate emotions spread, Li Weijun's heart also began to surge.

To be honest, hiding one's weaknesses and defending one's forward position depends on the situation. Li Weijun also quite agrees with Hu Dingguo's idea, since Xiaoliben wants to demonstrate the country's strength and host the world-renowned World Olympic Games.

Li Weijun was determined to put a damper on Xiao Liben's arrogance, not for anything else, just to vent his anger.

After a discussion with Hu Dingguo, Li Weijun got into the green truck, chatting and laughing in front of Ji Xiaotao's surprised gaze, and prepared to go to a professional track and field venue with relevant testing equipment to get a feel for the situation.

"Just leaving like that? Bad guy, evil guy, a worthless person!"

Just as Ji Xiaotao was complaining inwardly with her lips puffed out, Li Weijun rolled down the window and blew a whistle: "Hey, little girl, your legs are so unsteady, why don't you take the car or run on the ground?"

"Ah, me?"

Ji Xiaotao glanced at the pitch-black environment outside. Under normal circumstances, she should have gone home to rest at this time, otherwise she would have been complained by her parents again.

But for some reason, after Ji Xiaotao pouted, she actually went to the back seat happily.

With the sound of the engine roaring, the group gradually disappeared into the dark night.

An urgently constructed athletics track in the Shanghai Military Region.

Li Weijun held his breath and concentrated, wearing the spiked shoes specially provided by Hu Dingguo, looking at the soldiers who were crowded around him, and it seemed that he had endless strength in his chest.

These days, the country is extremely poor and it is difficult to find a decent rubber track. Only Shanghai, a city with a relatively strong economic foundation, can find supporting professional testing sites and tools.

In order to build this decent track, Hu Dingguo even urgently mobilized an engineering company to build various instruments for measuring wind speed and to make the runway look decent.

"Old Hu, it's so late at night, I thought there was some special operation going on. Why are so many people being mobilized just to build a runway?"

An old leader next to Hu Dingguo, who was also wearing a wheat ear on his head, yawned sleepily. Several younger leaders next to him, who were at least colonels, were also staring at Hu Dingguo with puzzled expressions on their faces.

I have no idea what this old leader is planning in the dead of night.

"Just wait. I guarantee you will be so excited that you won't be able to close your eyes for days and nights."

Hu Dingguo acted quite mysterious at this time and asked the guards to notify the soldiers watching nearby to stay away from the runway as much as possible so as not to delay the track and field speed measurement.

After everything went according to plan, Hu Dingguo solemnly waved the flag in his hand.

When the bugler who was giving orders saw the movement of the flag, he counted to three seconds and fired the starting gun with a bang.

Then, under the lazy gaze of the crowd, Li Weijun mobilized all the strength of his limbs and bones, and he quickly pushed off the runway like an arrow.

The speed was so fast that even Ji Xiaotao, who was watching closely at the side, felt dizzy. Strong wind swept from the runway to the surroundings. By the time Ji Xiaotao reacted, Li Weijun was already taking a short rest at the finish line.

At this moment, at the finish line, the monitoring personnel holding the stopwatch felt as if a swift cheetah was running in front of them, with such powerful force that it was astonishing.