That's Right, I'm a Glutton!

The man gestured his arm subconsciously, and then quickly gave up the comparison.

I don't know how many times it was replayed on TV when Cangsuke ran.

The beautiful muscles on the athlete's body can't help but attract the attention of men and women.

"A very healthy boy..."

With short hair, she looked like Hui, who was one size bigger. The young married woman held her face with one hand, looking very satisfied.

"And he's still a high school student in Toyosaki."

Kato's father looked at the information that suddenly appeared on the TV, and suddenly thought of something, and his tone began to become weird involuntarily.

"It's Toyosaki..."

Mrs. Kato answered her husband's words with a smile, and took off the watermelon seeds stuck to her mouth.

"I remember that among Xiaohui's classmates, is there a Beiyuan-kun?"

Kato's father remembered the surname of the child who he had heard by chance before and often called his daughter.

My daughter has very few friends.

Or to put it bluntly, it can be said that it is as rare as a giant panda to have such a good friend with her as the kid on the phone.

"It seems to be..."

Mrs. Kato unhurriedly bit the tip of the watermelon with one bite, and chewed lightly.

Kato's father didn't see this scene, and couldn't help feeling suspicious.

Due to the fact that her daughter's sense of existence is too low, she finally found a very good friend, although the other party is very likely to be a boy who will cheat their daughter away.

The attitude of the couple has always been laissez-faire, and they did not choose to intervene in it.

But now he suddenly saw the boy on TV, he still couldn't help it, and a little curiosity arose in his heart...

"Is it really this person?"

Kato's father wanted to ask his daughter, but he was worried about disturbing her study.

Seeing him struggling, Mrs. Kato tilted her head.Holding the watermelon in one hand, he went to record the interview on TV.

Fortunately, Kato's father's doubts did not last long.

Because he has been studying alone in the past few days, and Cang Jie didn't look for her because he went to the competition.

Feeling out of shape, Ms. Kato prepared her pajamas and planned to wash up and sleep today.

Then, Miss Kato, who was walking down the stairs, finally saw someone on the TV.

"Student Beiyuan?! Why did you suddenly appear on TV..."

The Kato couple saw an extremely rare look on their daughter's face.

"Snapped--"

Without saying a word, Mrs. Kato raised her phone and captured her daughter's expression.

"As expected, Beiyuan is that Beiyuan."

Kato's father pinched his hard chin, and his attitude towards someone on TV changed completely.

From a national idol to an attitude of scrutiny.

"Yes, it is……"

Mrs. Kato carefully looked at Sosuke's tall body, her strong muscles, and her daughter's petite body.

I don't know what to think of, and my cheeks turned slightly red.

Chapter 118 Girls

The next day, there was no surprise.

Kitahara Sosuke undoubtedly became the champion of the [-]-meter race in the Kanto Regional Games.

And because the wind speed did not exceed the standard that day, he broke the conference record and the national record in one go, breaking both records to within 10 seconds.

The final score was 9 seconds.

A number that made the spectators extremely excited and the sprinters extremely desperate.

For the 0.01-meter sprint, which is extremely difficult to improve by [-] seconds, Kitahara Sosuke is like setting up dozens of mountains in front of his colleagues.

And it's no ordinary mountain.

Now Nihong doesn’t even have a single person who can run under 10 seconds. The obstacles he erected are at least equivalent to dozens of Mount Fuji connected together.

If there are no other similar people with extraordinary strength who come out to make troubles and suddenly want to be track and field athletes.

The record he created may no one be able to shake it in the next few decades.

The current 09m world record is 9 seconds set by Bolt in Berlin in 58.

With Sosuke's strength, breaking the records of ordinary people is not a big problem.

But he did not choose to do so in this game.

Because the competition in front of me is just a regional sports meeting with low gold content after all.

The level is too far from the world-class competition organized by the IAAF.

The main event, of course, has to be matched with a stage that is more suitable for it.

With the cheers after the game, the only discordant voices questioning Cangsuke yesterday have all disappeared.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the timer..."

"It's just a lucky high school student. Super wind speed is not recognized internationally."

"It's fake, it's definitely the media hype again."

Words like this disappeared instantly after Cangsuke ran for 10 seconds for the second time.

His popularity has really started to stabilize, and as he continues to compete, it will gradually ferment.

Prices will continue to rise.

Not long after the game, there was a call from an unknown person who somehow obtained his mobile phone number.

The other party was a company that he had no impression of.

The content of the discussion on the phone was to ask him to come forward and talk about the cooperation in detail.

On the sidelines, Kitahara Sosuke got the news that the other party was willing to spend 5000 million yen a year to ask him to be the spokesperson.

And then this proposal...

Sosuke excused that he was not yet 16 years old, his job was a student, and his parents could not make decisions alone when they were overseas...

Politely declined.

"5000 million yen... Who are you looking down on?"

Cangsuke who hung up the phone smiled lightly, turned off the phone and threw it aside, relaxed his body, and lay down on the big bed in a high-end hotel in Nagasaki.

He didn't care about the colorful and beautiful night scene under the neon lights outside the window at all, and fell asleep.

Two consecutive days of exercise did not make his body feel much fatigued.Compared with his usual amount of exercise, these things are actually very easy.

But dealing with those memorized interviews made him mentally exhausted.

He needs a good rest.

It is now the end of May and it will soon be June.

The World Championships will be held in Moscow in August this year.

It's less than three months from now.

With his strength, if he can win the championship in this world-class competition, his net worth will definitely increase overnight.

And Kitahara Sosuke's performance at the sports meeting just now has proved that he is indeed capable of winning the championship. The small company that has no sense of existence wants to take advantage of him now, and also wants to sign a long-term contract of 5 or 10 years... What an international joke.

And Kitahara Sosuke doesn't like all the advertisements.

Like Owen, Zhang Jiahui, and Gu Tianle, holding a plastic knife in his hand, and saying that the brothers are coming to chop my lines...

Feel ashamed to think about it.

He doesn't want to become a ghost material on Niconico and Bilibili in the future for a little endorsement fee.

"Ghost star Sosuke Kitahara?"

He's not interested in it.

This sleep was in Cangjie's wild imagination, and he fell asleep until more than 10 o'clock in the evening.

The breathing light beside the pillow flickered.

Lying on the bed, Kitahara Sosuke stretched out his left hand to light up the phone screen, and found many unread messages.

Yan Ye, Jian Zi and Hui were fine, they just greeted him.

Xiaohua, the girl's replies, accumulated to more than 50 at once, and Cang Jie was shocked when he saw it, thinking that something serious happened.

Forcibly lifted the spirit to reply to everyone one by one.

……

"The flexibility training I did with you helped me a lot, Yan Ye."

Kitahara Sosuke recalled how cute the girl was when she was wearing close-fitting white stockings and pressing her ligaments, while typing on the virtual keyboard on the phone quickly.

"Let's do it together next time!"

"Um……"

Miss Yan Ye's pretty face was flushed, she hesitated for a long time, and finally sent the text in her hand with difficulty.

……

"Have a good rest! I won't bother you anymore, bye."