Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, why are they playing Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio here? Li Weijun knew Song Tianyang's intention very clearly. He just wanted to arrange a few unqualified people to fill in the numbers and take advantage of the opportunity to join the Liben Society to gild themselves and brush up their resumes.

After all, when it comes to winning glory for the country, no matter whether or not you win a gold or silver medal, as long as there is a chance for it to be published in newspapers, the impact it brings will be enough.

This is not an uncommon occurrence. To put it bluntly, our fathers have fought in wars all their lives, so shouldn't they be able to enjoy themselves? There are seven emotions and six desires in the world, and who doesn't want to leave some legacy for their descendants?

Li Weijun was not surprised by such things, but his only requirement was to try not to cram in too many insignificant people. Otherwise, if he failed to achieve results at the Liben World Olympic Games, it would be a small matter. The key point would be to embarrass the whole world. Never mind the gold, silver and bronze medals. If these people who got in through unorthodox means came last, wouldn't that bring shame to the Chinese people?

So after coughing, Li Weijun did not hide anything and directly told Song Tianyang his thoughts.

"Coach Song, I understand your dilemma. Every family has its own problems. This is not uncommon, and everyone can forgive me. But there is one thing I hope you can understand the seriousness of. This trip to Xiaoliben to participate in the World Olympics is related to the face of a country. I have no problem with breaking the world record in the 100 meters. I can make a promise, but if the remaining candidates are too lame, it will have a bad impact. So everything should be done in moderation."

Listening to Li Weijun's frank statement, Song Tianyang agreed deeply. Although he had tried every means to improve the economic benefits of the track and field team and improve everyone's welfare in recent years, and even tacitly allowed some people who made a living by carrying local specialties to join the team, he had never pursued this aspect.

Song Tianyang still has a spiritual bottom line. Apart from anything else, as the current head coach of the track and field team, he naturally knows the value of this competition.

Putting aside other things, as long as Li Weijun can perform normally and break the world 100-meter track and field record, then his legacy will be recorded in history for sure. At this critical juncture, if someone says that he, Song Tianyang, has done something to hold back the competition and bring discredit to it, wouldn't that make him a disgrace forever?

By then, Li Weijun would be far ahead and the rest of the contestants would be at the bottom, which would be a bit too embarrassing.

So if Song Tianyang really meant it, he intended to select a group of athletes with real talent and extraordinary physical strength to eliminate those who were just trying to take advantage of the situation and fill in the gaps.

However, it is still the same saying, ideals are full and reality is skinny. Song Tianyang seems to have the authority in the track and field team, but in front of the real tough guys, he is just a little Karami. Song Tianyang had to be nervous and carefully ponder the above sentence for a long time to figure out the meaning.

So after a moment's silence, Song Tianyang frowned and left a trap for Li Weijun: "Comrade Li Weijun, we are all members of the track and field team, so we naturally have higher standards in this regard, but you also understand the current situation, and there are inevitably some difficult problems to solve. You have a meeting with the old man, so why not take the opportunity to write a letter to the old man to shock him, just like borrowing the old man's power."

His words were sincere. Although he knew that Song Tianyang pushed all the responsibility onto himself in order to protect himself, he was representing the reputation of a country after all. After pondering for a moment, Li Weijun felt that under the current circumstances, it would be difficult to prevent bad guys from sneaking into the participating team without the old man's powerful presence.

So after just a moment's thought, Li Weijun nodded happily, printed it out, and decided to write a letter to the old man when he had time, carefully explaining the right and wrong of the matter.

Seeing Li Weijun so happy, Song Tianyang felt relieved. Although he knew that Li Weijun's previous test was based on distrust, he just wanted to see whether he really had aspirations and a spiritual faith, or was he blinded by material things and the smell of money.

But Song Tianyang didn't care about it at all. His love and pursuit for track and field career was far beyond ordinary people's imagination, otherwise he wouldn't have taken a helicopter and rushed to Shanghai in a hurry overnight. Didn't he just want to see how much real ability Li Weijun, a latecomer, had?

At least for now, it seems that Li Weijun, a newcomer, is far ahead of professionals and even world sprint track and field practitioners.

While Li Weijun was seriously watching the training of the athletes around him, Song Tianyang finally couldn't hold back his true thoughts, lowered his voice, and asked Li Weijun impatiently.

"Comrade Li Weijun, stop talking nonsense and tell me from the bottom of your heart. If you go all out, how long can you keep the speed of the 9-meter track and field? 48 seconds, 9 seconds?"

This is the problem that has troubled Song Tianyang these days, tossing and turning day and night.

Even when asking this question, Song Tianyang's palms trembled a little. Although it was just a light string of numbers, the information contained in it was immeasurable.

Li Weijun heard Song Tianyang's question out of the blue, but he didn't hide anything and said casually, "Oh, it should be around 9 seconds. The speed depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, I can get twice the result with half the effort. If I'm in a bad mood, I can barely run 18 seconds. It's not good enough. I still need more training."

In order to prevent Song Tianyang from fainting due to surprise after hearing the actual speed due to his weak heart, and in order to hide his shortcomings, Li Weijun conservatively said a random number, fearing that the amazing news that he could easily break nine seconds would shock the coach who had worked so hard to run the track and field team to the point of fainting.

"What the hell? Running 9 seconds when you're in a bad mood is not good enough. God, if 38 seconds is not good enough, then those who have worked hard for most of their lives and can only run 9 seconds or less should be ashamed."

Song Tianyang swallowed hard and nodded awkwardly. As the head coach of the track and field team, he was naturally a test participant and a track and field enthusiast. It could even be said that when he was young, he was one of the leading heavyweights in the country. It was precisely because of this resume and experience that Song Tianyang could easily understand the importance of 9 seconds.

Breaking the world record, truly achieving a level that has never been achieved before and will never be achieved again, breaking the world's limits of human physical fitness. It is no exaggeration to say that if this news is true, there will be countless people in the world who want to dissect Li Weijun.

Apart from anything else, Song Tianyang has heard from some old friends that many major countries in the world have set up departments to study special abilities, with the aim of discovering the outliers among ordinary people.

Such as hard qigong, Vajra indestructibility, mind power, and even telekinesis and the ability to predict the future.

These things really seem too illusory, and Song Tianyang himself is a little skeptical, unlike Li Weijun's real record of 9 seconds.

It has a scientific basis and professional machinery for measurement, which is impeccable. The real data is there and can withstand the scrutiny and criticism of the world. This is truly rare in the world and unparalleled.

As for those things that sound impressive but rarely seen in reality, Song Tianyang himself is skeptical.

When it comes to materialism, Song Tianyang is indeed an expert.

Seeing that Song Tianyang was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth for a long time, Li Weijun sighed and regretted that he had said the number was too low. He should have said 9 seconds.

Suddenly it was 9 seconds. How could Song Tianyang, who was not mentally prepared, not be surprised?

Not to mention Song Tianyang, even Li Weijun himself, before the system enhancement, found 9 seconds unbelievable and thought it was ridiculous.

When one reaches the nine-second level, any subtle breakthrough would be extremely difficult. Even the world record holders of later generations could only record 9 seconds. Without the help of a system, I'm afraid no one could do it.