The only designated player of Blue Star OL

Chapter 66 0.1 Seconds

"emmm..."

Hearing what Mr. Zhao said, Chen Mo's expression changed a little. He thought of the conversation he had heard when he passed the toilet, looked at Mr. Zhao, and at the journalist-like people on the playground, frowned, and asked: What are these reporters here for?

Teacher Zhao: "Hey...Of course I came to see you."

Chen Mo: "Tell the truth!"

Teacher Zhao was helpless: "They all heard that Cheng Long and Wang Hu, the track and field princes of the city sports school, were going to be selected for the provincial team, so those who came to follow up and set up cameras here are because they heard that you will compete with them later. .”

"Oh…!"

Chen Mo frowned, thinking of those two guys who made people want to swear, and nodded indifferently: "Okay then! That's it! I'll go for a run! As for joining the provincial team, forget it, I'll Not interested in that."

"All right, all right!" Mr. Zhao nodded frantically. As long as Chen Mo is willing to go up and run once, it proves that Zhao San'er is not cheating, and this will save his life. As for whether Chen Mo will enter the provincial team in the end?What does it have to do with him?That's what the trash from the Municipal Sports Bureau should care about!

After Chen Mo agreed to go for a run, Teacher Zhao quickly notified the staff of the Sports Bureau about it, and "Brother Long" came over right away cursing.

And that "Brother Zheng" and that "Old Song" also stood beside the runway in the big playground, and the reporters who came to interview also pointed their cameras at Chen Mo and that Cheng Long.

In Chen Mo's eyes, their names were [Old King of Gymnastics], [Sports School Big Chicken Tyrant] and [Minor Reporter].

The preparation time for Chen Mo was very short, because [Sports Fighting Chicken] had already done warm-up exercises in advance. After 20 seconds, Chen Mo and [Sports Fighting Chicken] squatted on the runway of the big playground. [Physical Education Teacher] and the [Big Chicken Bully of Sports School] are chattering and repeating to them over and over again: "The length of the runway in this playground is 100 meters, and 800 meters is 8 laps. After running, change to another track and continue running. ,do you understand?"

"Understood*2"

"bang!"

With the sound of the starting gun, the boy "Cheng Long" rushed out like a wild dog that had run loose. Behind him, Chen Mo followed him closely without giving way.

In the end, the two hit the line almost at the same time and crossed the point.

At the same time, the timer next to it also made a buzzing sound, and their 800-meter running time was over, "Cheng Long": 1 minute and 51 seconds!
Chen Mo: 1 minute 51 seconds 01!

As soon as the result came out, an invisible fluctuation swept across. In Chen Mo's eyes, the length of the blood bars on the heads of the reporters in and outside the playground fell in vain and became shorter.

Of course, the one who was hit the hardest was [Sports School Big Chicken Bully], the blood strip on his head had lost almost one-third of its length.

Then there was the blood bar above the head of this "Brother Long" next to Chen Mo. -1000 floated out of his head, and the blood bar was reduced by almost one-fifth.

"Cut! Not bad! Boy! You have some strength, no wonder you dare to cheat and cheat, and come to compete with Cheng Long for the spot in the provincial team.

However, this strength is still a bit worse than mine!Although it was only a little bit short, not much, just 0.1 seconds. "

Seeing the final result, Cheng Long looked at Chen Mo complacently, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "However, unfortunately, the world of sports is very cruel! Even if it is only 0.1 seconds, it represents the difference between my talent and yours. You, you will always be under my pressure! Forever! You trash!"

After finishing speaking, Cheng Long planned to raise his hand to slap Chen Mo's face to show his contempt: "You have to remember, the rules of competitive sports are like this, I am better than you, I am your father! Come on, good son, Call Dad to come and listen."

"..."

Chen Mo raised his head to move away from the guy's dirty hand that slapped his cheek, and looked at him with a frown: "Competitive sports, whoever is stronger is the father? Is this really the case?"

"of course!"

Cheng Long smiled, and looked sideways at the people who were shouting his name: "Look, everyone will only remember the champion, and they will only cheer for the champion, you little trash, you should call me obediently Dad! Maybe Daddy can still support you and reward you with the women I played with."

"Are you so sure that I will always be inferior to you?"

Facing Cheng Long's arrogance, Chen Mo frowned, and asked in a flat manner.

"Of course it is!"

Cheng Long smiled: "In the world of sports, talent is the most important thing! Even if it is just a little bit worse, that is the difference between heaven and hell! You are 0.1 seconds behind me, which means your talent is worse than mine One point, plus I can get more professional training, and the gap between us will become wider and wider in the future, and you will always be looking up at me in hell! Little trash!" As he spoke, his hand frivolously moved towards Chen Mo's face was patted, and Chen Mo raised his head again to avoid it, and asked back: "What if I pass you?"

"Impossible!" Cheng Long said decisively: "Why can you surpass me? My talent is stronger than yours, and the training is more formal! How can you possibly surpass me? The gap between us will only get bigger and bigger! Don't be delusional , Little trash!"

"I just asked, what if I surpass you?"

Chen Mo didn't even look at his ferocious face, and kept repeating the question: "What if I surpass you?"

Cheng Long replied disdainfully, "Hmph! If you surpass me! I will kneel down and kowtow to you and call you Dad!"

"Okay then!" Chen Mo frowned slightly when he heard him say this, and said, "I challenge you, let's compete again, if I lose again this time, I will kneel down and kowtow to you and call you Dad, why don't you?" Sample?"

"Hey! Not interested!"

Cheng Long didn't look straight at Chen Mo at all: "No comparison, you should kneel down and kowtow to me, why should I continue to compare with you?"

"Are you scared?" Chen Mo looked at this guy and saw the unmoved expression on his face: "If you win again, I will give you 5 yuan!"

"5 yuan?!"

Cheng Long was originally quite dismissive of Chen Mo's provocative methods, but when he heard the 5 yuan, he immediately became interested: "Okay! For the sake of money, I'll compare with you! Go! Inform Coach Zheng and them! Since you are willing to give me money, Dad, I am happy to accept it!"

Ha ha…

Chen Mo glanced at him with a sneer, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, turned around and came to Coach Zheng who was watching, and raised his hand: "Coach Zheng, and Teacher Song, Teacher Zhao! I want to compete with Cheng Long again! Both of us felt that we didn't play our best form just now! Can you give us a chance and let us compete again?"

"Oh?! Compete again?"

[King of Gymnastics] looked at Chen Mo, then at the others, and nodded indifferently: "Okay! Since you are willing, let's compete again, but now the candidates for the provincial team competition have been decided It's Cheng Long, you won't change it again, understand?"

"understand!"

Chen Mo didn't care about the quota of the provincial team at first, so he nodded casually, but [Physical Education Teacher] Teacher Zhao was full of anxiety: "Brother Zheng, I think that the candidates for the provincial team can actually be considered again." Consider it! You see, Chen Mo is only 17 this year, and he has not received formal training before to reach the standard of a national athlete. After several years of formal training, his results will definitely be better than Cheng Long!"

However, when he said that, that [big chicken tyrant in sports school] was not happy: "Zhao Laosan, what are you talking about? In the competition just now, Cheng Long was clearly 0.1 seconds faster than your student. This 0.1 second You don’t know what it means?! Don’t talk about the future, Brother Zheng will retire in a few years! Now what our city bureau wants is grades! Do you understand? Grades! Real grades! Want to squeeze out our Cheng Long? Yes! Just run better than him!"

Teacher Zhao was speechless: "emmm..." He could only look at Chen Mo: "Chen Mo, come on! I'll leave it to you!"

"uh-huh…!"

Chen Mo shrugged helplessly at him: "I'm going to the bathroom! Wait for me for a few minutes!"

(End of this chapter)