There are only these two relay races in team events, but the three thousand ters and fifteen hundred ters long-distance races are the ones Lin Li feels he can most easily snag first place in.
Discipline gives freedom.
Qi Blood gives confidence.
With a bit more training during this period, and by learning to master the rhythm while running, Lin Li believes he can break a record and earn so extra points without much trouble.
Since the task offers a chance to double the score, he must try to beco the top scorer at this year’s Nansang Middle School sports et.
If he can break the school records in these two individual events, it should be quite secure.
Moreover, Lin Li just checked on his phone; the records for these two events at Nansang Middle School aren’t exaggerated. Even if he breaks them, it won’t cause any issues like getting dissected for research.
Unlike other events, like the shot put record, which is said to be set eight years ago by a senior who was already at the level of a third-level athlete in his freshman year.
14.93 ters.
A third-level athlete in their freshman year doesn’t sound all that impressive and indeed isn’t rare just from the title alone. So athletes in certain events can even be first-level athletes during freshman year.
But in the shot put event, when a freshman’s body hasn’t fully developed, throwing a five-kilogram shot put that far is extrely extraordinary, must be gifted—hard work can hardly make up for it.
But for Lin Li, practicing his technique and using "Power Accumulation," it’s not out of the question.
If he uses the "Limit Break Talisman," Lin Li believes he’d be more than steady.
The problem is, breaking such a record would be too stark a contrast with his physique. The school’s PE teacher would definitely start watching him, and in such events, once you make a move, you can’t control the results. Unlike running, where you can adjust your speed by checking your watch at any ti.
In shot put, you can only control the strength at the mont of release. But if the force is too weak, you can’t break the record. If it’s too strong, Lin Li will risk getting blown to pieces, with a piece here, a piece there.
So Lin Li isn’t even considering this event.
Wang Ze: "?"
What did this guy just babble about?
Sothing about being tough as copper, guarding silver, and ddling with gold.
"But since you said it, I also hope you ddle with gold rather than linger on it," Wang Ze knows what to say at this ti, "I’ll be right behind you supporting you, looking forward to the day you show the world what you’re made of."
Wang Ze’s thought process was quite fast.
Lin Li imdiately denied: "I’m showing the world on behalf of everyone. I’m very modest, I don’t show off."
"No, you show off, everyone else doesn’t."
"You show off."
"You show off."
"You guard silver."
"I ddle with gold."
"Then let’s start."
"..."
After a while of baffling conversation, Wang Ze interrupts, curiously asking, with concern:
"Lin Li, I know you’ve been working out lately. Although your ntal toughness is still crap, your physical abilities are now like gold-plated crap, but don’t pretend to be Zhou Baowei."
The three thousand ters isn’t a joke. During training, even doing eight laps of four hundred ters with thirty seconds of rest in between feels like I’m going to die, it’s exhausting. Don’t get carried away, or being lapped would be embarrassing, and you’d lose your picking-right forever."
"Even if my face swelled up, it wouldn’t be as big as Zhou Baowei’s." Lin Li missed the point.
"Seems like it." Wang Ze nodded after hearing that and agreed.
"You two need to stop ssing around." Nearby, waiting to sign up for tug-of-war, Zhou Baowei rolled his eyes like he was interrupted.
"Don’t worry. I have it all planned out. During PE class, when I run, you’ll see for yourself. If it doesn’t work, I’ll switch events." Wang Ze ant well, and Lin Li responded.
There are plenty of events, no need to rush. Even if the usual state doesn’t work, using a "Poop Suppression Talisman" would surely secure it.
"Alright, then we’ll run together then." Wang Ze didn’t say much more.
Lin Li nodded, then asked Wang Ze:
"By the way, Wang Ze, do you know any student-athletes who can steadily break school records? Still in school?"
"Yeah, a senior in the third year. I tell you, he’s ga impressive..." Wang Ze imdiately wanted to share.
"Really? Can he challenge massive challenges like Lao Ai?" Lin Li interrupted, eyes curious.
Wang Ze: "Who’s Old Ai? Deng Ai?"
The uneducated can’t even get the jokes, sighed Lin Li, giving Wang Ze a look as if he were looking at a dimwit, and waved his hand:
"Never mind, keep talking..."
"My senior currently holds third-year records in triple jump and long jump; he broke these last year and the year before. And you see, his record as a second-year is already two centiters more than the third-year record now.
Just say if he doesn’t make a mistake, this year’s third-year record will surely be refreshed by him.
Heard that university admission is secured as long as his culture score doesn’t drop below 350, securing entry. If he gets 500, he can enter top schools, so envious."
Wang Ze continued introducing, eyes sparkling.
That’s what we student-athletes should aspire to be.
Lin Li frowned slightly.
A formidable opponent.
"Is he good at sprinting? Will he join the relay?" So Lin Li asked.
"It depends on how you define ’good.’ He doesn’t mainly train sprints, but he might join, after all, it’s all track events. We usually train together, even if it’s not a sprint specialty, I doubt there are many in his class who run faster than him.
Hmm?
If he can steadily break two records, then my position as the top mber of the sect becos uncertain. If his class’s relay race ranks higher than mine, I won’t be Nansang’s number one.
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