Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

I am very proud when I win the championship.

"hey-hey."

Yang Zhuohan laughed, then took out a gold medal from his backpack.

Men's 100m gold medal at the City Games.

"Master, don't move!"

"what?"

Wang Jie looked puzzled.

In the next second, Yang Zhuo put the gold medal around her neck: "This is the 100-meter gold medal from my city games! Here it is for you!"

Hearing this, Wang Jie quickly reached out to pick it up: "I don't want it, it's too precious."

Yang Zhuo stopped her: "The apprentice gave this to the master. If you don't want it, then I will give it to the school. I believe the principal will be very willing."

"Threat me!"

Wang Jie's eyes were slightly red.

moved.

Although she was Yang Zhuo's first coach, she didn't teach Yang Zhuo for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhuo never forgot her.

"Master, it's still early, why don't you treat me to a meal?"

"You stinky boy, the prize money of the City Games must be indispensable, and you still come here to treat me to dinner, isn't it too much?"

"Haha."

Yang Zhuo laughed out loud: "Damn, who made you the master!"

"Okay, I'll just ask."

Wang Jie put the gold medal in her pocket, it was too conspicuous to wear around her neck.

"By the way, I still have a 200-meter gold medal. You can give it to the school for me as a souvenir."

After all, he used to be a student of No. [-] High School.

The road to sprinting also started here, and it is also appropriate to leave a gold medal as a commemoration.

"It's hard to get two gold medals, you gave them both?"

Hearing this, Yang Zhuo tilted his head: "It's quite easy."

Wang Jie:

If other athletes hear this, they will be pissed off.

Everyone is working hard to get a gold medal.

It's easy to come to him.

"Well, if I didn't say it, anyway, you will definitely win more gold medals in the future."

Wang Jie also put the 200-meter gold medal in her pocket.

The two walked out on foot.

The bell just rang for the end of get out of class.

Some students are in physical education class, so they walk down from the teaching building.

I saw Yang Zhuo at a glance.

Not that he recognized him.

It's Yang Zhuo who is too obvious, tall, handsome, and handsome and sunny.

It is completely different from ordinary high school students.

It's hard not to notice.

At this time.

Someone exclaimed.

"Yang Zhuo! My God, Lingling, look, Yang Zhuo!"

Zhang Lingling turned around when she heard what her deskmate said.

Immediately froze.

Yang Zhuo also happened to look over.

Four eyes facing each other.

Then, with a smile on his face, he stepped forward: "Squad leader, Qianqian, long time no see."

Qianqian was very excited: "Wow! Yang Zhuo, why are you back! I saw your victory in the City Games on TV. You are so handsome."

"Thank you, I'll go home and have a look, and I'll be leaving in two days."

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhuo looked at Zhang Lingling: "Why, seeing that my old classmate didn't even say a word?"

"No, no."

Zhang Lingling's cheeks were flushed, and she couldn't speak clearly.

"By the way, come here."

Yang Zhuo took her to a corner.

"Why?"

Zhang Lingling's voice was like a mosquito, her cheeks were burning red.

"I'll give you a gift."

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhuo took out a small box from his bag: "This is the gold medal I won at the World University Games 227, and I give it to you! Thank you for giving me the calcium tablet back then."

When he first started training, he had growing pains, and he couldn't sleep at night because of the pain.

Xiaopang's big mouth also spoke out.

Later, Yang Zhuo found out that someone had put a bottle of calcium tablets in his desk.

He finally determined that Zhang Lingling bought it.

It's just that I haven't said it.

"I, I don't want it, it's too precious, you should keep it well."

Zhang Lingling refused.

Yang Zhuo smiled, and still put the small box into her hand: "To me, that bottle of calcium tablets is more valuable than this gold medal, so just take it."

Holding the small box, Zhang Lingling was a little at a loss.

"Are you in a physical education class? I'm going out to eat with Mr. Wang, do you want to come together?"

"I won't go, you should go."

"Ok."

Yang Zhuo put the bag on his back: "Then I'll go first, see you next time."

"Ah."

Zhang Lingling waved her small hand.

Afterwards, Yang Zhuo walked towards Wang Jie, and greeted Qianqian again: "Qianqian, I'm going out with the teacher first, see you next time."

"Wait a minute, Yang Zhuo, sign for me."

Qianqian took out a post-it note and a pen from her pocket.

Of course Yang Zhuo was not hypocritical, so he signed two of them without any hassle: "Then I'm leaving!"

"Bye-Bye!"

Satisfied, Qianqian yelled at his back: "Come on, Yang Zhuo, win more championships!"

After hearing this, Yang Zhuo didn't look back, but raised his hand and waved it.

be a response.

When he left, Qianqian trotted to Zhang Lingling: "Lingling, I saw that Yang Zhuo gave you a small box. What's in it? Could it be a confession ring?"

"Hey, what are you thinking about!"

Zhang Lingling blushed.

"what is that?"

Zhang Lingling bit her lip: "It's his gold medal in the World University Games!"

"Wow! All the gold medals are given to you!"

"shush"

Zhang Lingling covered her mouth: "Don't make it public, I don't want others to know."

"Ooo."

Qianqian looked around and whispered, "Why did Yang Zhuo give you the gold medal? Is it a confession?"

"Show your size, she is a champion, so many beauties in Beijing University can be picked at random, maybe you already have a girlfriend."

"Why do I smell vinegar?"

"You're gross, I'm too lazy to tell you, let's go to physical education class."

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Chapter 108

Yang Zhuo is a sentimental person, he will remember whoever helped him.

No matter Wang Jie or Zhang Lingling.