Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"Nonsense, of course athletes have good bodies, they are all muscles."

"Does he have a girlfriend?"

"I heard no, but there are many girls who handed him love letters."

Yang Zhuo didn't hear their muttering.

I don't care if I hear it.

Since running into the 10-second mark, his popularity in the school has risen to a higher level.

Walking on the road, there will always be someone who takes the initiative to say hello.

Both men and women.

This feeling is quite rewarding.

classroom.

After Yang Zhuo came in, several people were already there.

The squad leader glanced back when he heard the movement: "The Asian trapeze is coming!"

"Squad leader, don't make fun of me."

Yang Zhuo took off the bag with a smile and put it on the desk.

"Who made fun of you, this is an iron fact!"

"Yes."

Yang Duoduo followed suit: "If you run within 10 seconds, you are the only one in Asia. If you are not an Asian flying man, who is?"

Yang Zhuo:

Can't say enough about these two girls.

At this time, a male classmate came over and asked curiously: "Yang Zhuo, you are so popular now, why didn't you accept the endorsement?"

"It's still not popular enough, even big companies look down on it."

Yang Zhuo said something casually.

At this moment, he was punched with a "boom" on the shoulder.

It's like tickling.

"Yang Duoduo, you"

Just as Yang Zhuo was about to pretend to "get angry", Yang Duoduo waved an orange in front of his eyes: "How about me?"

"Good fight! Yang Duoduo! My shoulders are itching. You are simply a chivalrous woman who helps the poor and helps the poor.

"Pfft hahaha."

Yang Duoduo laughed so much that her branches trembled wildly, and with her good figure and face, she looked quite seductive.

"Hmph, for the sake of your wit, here are the oranges for you."

Yang Zhuo was not hypocritical, he peeled it open and ate it: "Oh, in order to eat an orange, I also violated my conscience and sinned."

Yang Duoduo rolled her eyes: "You change your face too quickly!"

"An orange is only worth 10 seconds of good words from me."

After a while, there are more and more students in the class.

Yang Zhuo sat obediently in the back.

He never sits forward in class, and feels more hidden behind.

will not be noticed by the teacher.

of course.

It could also be an illusion.

Soon, a chubby, not tall, middle-aged male teacher with glasses stepped onto the podium.

The first thing is roll call.

In other words, teachers seldom roll call, not even a few times in a semester.

"Xu Wenfeng!"

"To!"

"Yang Duoduo!"

"To!"

"Yang Zhuo!"

Hearing the teacher call his name, Yang Zhuo hurriedly raised his hand in response: "Here!"

Loud and full of air.

The teacher glanced over here and joked, "It's almost the Olympics. If you don't go to training, what class are you here for?"

"Haha."

There was a burst of laughter from the audience.

"I watched the 100-meter final of the National Championships."

Speaking of this, the teacher gave a thumbs up: "The first Asian to run under 10 seconds! Amazing! I am proud to be your teacher!"

Yang Zhuo was a little embarrassed, got up and said: "Thank you teacher! I am also proud to learn knowledge from you!"

"Are we flattering each other?"

The teacher smiled, then waved his hand: "Sit down quickly! Alright, let's continue to roll roll, Hu Xue!"

"To!"

After the news that Yang Zhuo broke the 10-second mark was spread for a period of time, the popularity gradually dropped.

This is normal.

Nothing lasts forever.

but.

After this incident, Yang Zhuo's popularity has greatly increased.

Although there are still many ordinary people who don't know about him, Yang Zhuo is definitely more famous than Liu Xiang in the circle of sports enthusiasts and track and field enthusiasts.

After all, the influence of 100 meters is much higher than that of 110 meters hurdles.

It can be said that he stole Liu Xiang's limelight.

There's no way to do this, it's all relying on ability to make a living, it's impossible for Yang Zhuo not to participate in the competition.

and.

As long as Liu Xiang can win the 110-meter hurdles championship, he will still become a star-level athlete.

Can make a lot of money.

Life without food and clothing.

Training Course.

Yang Zhuo is training for wheel running.

"Puff puff puff."

sidelines.

Wang Jinghua came over and stood under the umbrella to watch his training.

There was a look of appreciation in the eyes.

With so much fame and so much money, another 17-year-old boy would at least be proud, if not inflated.

And Yang Zhuo is like a normal person, he should eat, drink, and train.

From his face, he couldn't see any pride of becoming famous at a young age.

It's really not easy to do this.

This made Wang Jinghua feel that Yang Zhuo must become a master.

Even if you don't become an athlete, change your career to become a singer or an actor, you can go higher and farther than others.

After a few minutes.

Yang Zhuo came over panting.

While wiping off the sweat with a towel, he asked, "Sister Hua, why are you here?"

"Look at the training of the Asian trapeze!"

"Sister Hua, 900, don't make fun of me. When I win the Olympic champion, you can call me flying man again."

Wang Jinghua smiled, and then handed over the mineral water: "Xiao Zhuo, I have something to tell you. Anta has come to the door again, and this time I am very sincere."

"Oh?"

Yang Zhuo was a little curious: "How much?"

"The offer they gave me was 2 million for two years, and there was an incentive plan, 600 for the finals, 30 for the bronze medal, 50 for the silver medal, and 70 million for the gold medal."

"Huh!"

Yang Zhuo was really surprised.

I didn't expect Anta to be so generous that it could offer a price of 2 million for 600 years.

This is really not low.

Even if Yang Zhuo can really enter the finals, the domestic endorsement price is about 500 million a year.

Now Anta pays 300 million yuan per year, and there are incentive plans, which can be regarded as sincerity.

of course.

This is also related to Yang Zhuo's achievements now.