In order not to be devoured by the gods, I had to transform

"Student Bai Wu, if you don't believe me, let's test you. You definitely have potential." Huang Wei said anxiously.

"Teacher, I'm really bad at running. I'm really not good at it. You'd better not look for me anymore."

As he spoke, Bai Wu said very 'sincerely'.

"Can......"

"Alright, alright, go take your sports students. I'm already in class." Li Ping interrupted Huang Wei unhappily and waved his hand.

Hearing him say that, Huang Wei didn't want to argue any further, so he had to look back every few steps and left unwillingly.

"Okay, let's start the class. This class is the same as before. We will do the exercises once, run two laps, and then we will be dismissed. Is that okay?"

"it is good!"

"Teacher, you are awesome."

Such a simple course task takes up little time and is naturally supported by students.

Personalized physical education classes, such as students being able to choose badminton, table tennis, basketball, football, Tai Chi, yoga and other courses by themselves, are not something that ordinary schools have the resources to provide, as there are not that many teachers.

"Ugh."

Frustrated, Huang Wei returned to the track and field training ground with melancholy. Looking at the group of students he had personally taught, he frowned and felt helpless.

All the talented track and field students in Yangcheng have been taken away by Yangcheng Sports School, and the remaining ones are assigned to ordinary high schools like theirs. It would be strange if they could achieve good results. It is said that the higher-ups are planning to cancel the sports student program for ordinary high schools.

He thought he had found a good seedling and could cultivate it, but in the end, the person didn't come. It can only be said that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

I just hope that I had made a wrong judgment and that he really has no potential, rather than wasting a good talent.

Turning to look at the track and field students.

"Wuhu, Monkey, you really suck."

"Damn it, Monkey, did you watch too many movies last night? Where did you get the resources? I deleted all the torrents during my last sage time and I regret it so much."

"Fuck you."

Several track and field students started playing around.

Huang Wei suddenly became furious and his face turned dark.

"You all look very relaxed, don't you? You all know that if you don't achieve good results after choosing sports, you are nothing. Some of you are not even second-class athletes, let alone first-class athletes. And you still have the mood to play around here? Now go and run laps for me. Ten laps, not less."

A dozen or so sports students suddenly became silent, not knowing who had provoked them, and they just went running obediently.

Huang Wei followed behind them with a fierce look on his face.

When they started running, four classes happened to start running in circles. A large group of people were running in a loose manner. Huang Wei found his "good seedling" from the crowd at a glance, and became interested again, and began to observe.

At this time, Bai Wu was running slowly. Ten kilometers means 25 laps. He didn't know if he could hold on.

One lap, two laps...

After running the first ten laps, he did not feel any real pressure, and there was no trace of soreness or weakness in his thigh muscles. He felt that he had experienced the power of the 7-point vitality.

"Hey, look at what Bai Wu is doing. Is he running laps with these track and field students?" Someone noticed Bai Wu's behavior.

"He is running by himself. I saw him running during the last PE class."

Many people noticed this scene and immediately sat on the grass to chat and watch.

Huang Wei, standing on the grass in the track and field, was stunned.

Ten laps, a full ten laps. This kid's pace has not fluctuated at all from the beginning to now. And looking at the expression on his face, he seems to be able to do it with ease. What kind of monster is this!

Looking at the sports students he led, they had only run to the ninth lap at the same time, and they were all dejected and out of breath.

Looking at Bai Wu who looked relaxed, he gritted his teeth.

You are so good, Chang Wei, and you still say you didn’t beat Lai Fu.

"Old Li, come here." He waved at Li Ping, who was also standing not far away and watching, and said through gritted teeth: "Such good physical fitness, is this what you call the middle level? Or are all the students in your class such amazing people?"

Li Ping was embarrassed, he didn't know there was such a person in his class. He usually kept a low profile and he wasn't even active in signing up for the sports meet.

"I want to see how bad this kid really is."

Thinking about how Bai Wu had said seriously that he was a bad loser before, he felt a little annoyed.

You are a noob, then what are the athletes I coach? Noobs?

"Damn it, who is this guy? How can he run so fast?"

The sports students were somewhat desperate.

They had long discovered this boy who was running laps with them, and at first they wanted to pull him over, do a few laps with him, and let him know the difference between a sports student and a cultured student.

But now...

Turning his head to look at the white mist that was slowly catching up with them and preparing to trap them in a second circle, he felt so sad that he could not even cry.

They could clearly see that their coach's face was as black as it could be. If they were tricked again, they would have no good days in the future.

"Brothers, work harder and don't let others look down on you." Hou Liang couldn't help but cheer them up.

At this moment, there was a large circle of people sitting on the grass of the football field in the middle of the track and field stadium, all watching them running. If they were left behind again, they would be so ashamed that they would die.

At this moment, a response sounded in his ears:

"come on."

Hou Liang subconsciously replied, "Come on, come on." Then he saw a figure that was both strange and extremely familiar running up to him lightly, leaving him behind with a sincere smile on his face.

He was sure that there was no sarcasm in that smile, but it was really encouraging them.

Hou Liang: ...

You're not a monster, are you?

Damn it, my mentality has collapsed. I won’t run anymore. I’m tired. I want to be destroyed.

The second circle has been completed.

After running ten laps with a sense of empathy, they returned to coach Huang Wei, ready to face his fierce battle.

Unexpectedly, Huang Wei neither cursed nor punished them. He waved his hand and signaled them to sit down and rest.

"Just sit down and take a good look at him. You guys are athletes, but you've been tricked by a culture student. No one will believe you if you tell them about it."

At this moment, as the number of laps he ran increased, more and more people came to watch on the grass of the football field. A large group of people were watching Bai Wu running alone, and they were all curious about how many laps he could run.

Fifteen laps, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen...

"Isn't he tired?"

"This is almost twenty circles, right? Ya Lei, what the hell is this guy? I'm going to eat him!"

Many girls gathered together and whispered, their eyes fixed on the white mist of running people, with knowing smiles on their faces, and strange words like "good physical strength", "small electric motor", "happy life" uttered from time to time.