God of Life

"Sister Weiwei, let me tell you something, it's so funny!"

Looking at the text that appeared on the phone screen, Lin Weiwei replied casually: "Ah? What?"

It wasn't that she was impatient with Wang Yan, but that there were too many messy things in her heart, which messed up her brain.

Facing the phone screen, she subconsciously swipe up again.

Two lines of words came into view.

"Bai! Horse! Silver! Gun! Lin! Ping! Zhi!"

"Scatter! Wave! Hey! Yo! You! The most! Handsome!"

Fourteen words, plus fourteen exclamation points, two more than two, but it left her in a daze for the whole morning.

what the ghost? !

Chinese could no longer fully express her ignorance, so Da Weiwei spoke English, which she hadn't practiced for a long time, followed by two modal particles starting with F.

My sister had a bad dream, Gouzi got up in the morning and asked her for a password? !

Damn, telepathy? !

Lin Weiwei threw down her phone irritably, scratching her hair with both hands, her scalp was slightly tingling, and her brain was full of pain.

"drop!"

There was another message on WeChat, and she casually swipe down to read it...

Suddenly stare round eyes.

Gouzi from the forever good sister Xiaoliuli's family: "When I woke up, I found that I had a dream. I can't remember the rest clearly, but I remember that you were wearing a carved armor and riding a white horse. Shouting 'I am the white horse and the silver spear Lin Pingzhi', and then you named that horse Prince... Do you think it's funny? Hahahahahahahahaha!"

Wo go to your uncle!

Lin Weiwei was about to pee in fright. The phone seemed like a ball of fire, and she couldn't hold it at all.

"Mom!"

With a groan, he threw the phone out like a pot.

boom!

Snapped!

Hitting the wall, falling to the ground, falling apart, and utter destruction.

Wang Yan waited for a long time without waiting for Lin Weiwei's response, and was extremely puzzled - what's going on? Why is she so calm? !

Pingzhi was quite calm, and when he replied to Gouzi's news, it was already night.

The new fruit 6S is very fragrant. After changing to a new phone, everything before has never happened!

...

Before Lin Weiwei could respond, First Young Master Wang didn't dare to tease others anymore, so he changed his clothes and went to the stadium.

Molesting one person can be called a coincidence, and molesting one person after another is called death.

If they exchanged their confessions while chatting, wouldn't they have leaked the truth on the spot? !

Take your time, take your time...

Hey, there are many opportunities for fun!

When I came to the playground, the brothers and sisters rushed up screaming.

"Brother, when you're not around, our class is miserable!"

As expected...

"Squad leader, can you be more reliable?! What a big deal, it takes a day and a half?!"

Tens of millions of direct economic benefits, leveraging 300 million in investment, which one do you think is more important?

"That's right, once you leave, boss, everyone's motivation and confidence are severely lacking, and the game can be called a bloodbath..."

Wow, the Jiekou pot is really fresh and refined!

It is unclear whether this is a complaint or a flattery.

Wang Yan glanced at Ruyu who spoke, and asked bluntly, "Who allowed you to take off your sailor skirt?! I'm not here, so you should try to motivate everyone! You are another soul in our class!"

Ruyu was dumbfounded.

What the hell, blame me? !

Brother, you are really 666 for kicking the pot!

Everyone didn't dare to really do anything to Wang Yan, they found a new target, and immediately mobilized to attack him.

"Go back and change!"

"Twist your house dance!"

"Use your hairy legs to spit out your opponent!"

"Pay attention to wearing a pair of safety pants, don't jump up like yesterday, with a pair of colorful pants inside..."

...

With one kick flying like jade, Young Master Wang looked at the time and turned his head around.

"Where's Douer? Is his 5,000 meters next?"

Dumpling nodded: "It's getting ready!"

Wang Yan wanted to laugh when he saw the dumplings.

dreaming,

The chief executive in the palace is a round dumpling. When he speaks, the dumpling skin opens and closes, revealing the oily meatballs inside.

In the process of being raised to 300 catties, Wang Ergou ate a lot of food in the palace.

The food ran around everywhere, and sometimes they went directly to Ergou's side to babble, and they were immediately taken down on the spot, peeled and bitten.

But Ergou never ate that dumpling.

Is it because Her Royal Highness refuses to let it go, or because she doesn't want to? !

The specific reason is unknown.

Looking back now, the metaphor is strong.

I just don’t know, does Jiaozi have any memory of dreams?

If there is, it is the same dream.

If not, it is a projection from someone's memory.

First Young Master Wang casually probed: "How did you sleep last night, Dumpling?"

Jiaozi was looking around for Dutch peas, and when she heard the question, she didn't look back, and responded casually: "It's good. Hey, Dou'er is there, the game will start soon!"

So what's going on with her?

Wang Yan couldn't tell.

Come on, go see the snow peas!

At the transition, Wang Yan took a closer look at the situation of the game.

"What rank does our class get now? How about the points?"

Everyone opened their mouths in a hurry.

"Currently, there is only one champion, the big fat women's shot put!"

"Dou'er has a third place in the 1500 meters!"

"Boping is also the runner-up in the long jump!"

"The 4×400 relay is out."

"The handsome woman has a runner-up in the high jump."

"We now have 29 points, 10 points for the champion, 5 points for the runner-up, 6 points for the two runners-up, and a total of 8 points for the final participation."

Wang Yan was very happy: "Yo, girls in our class can?"

"Then you see, you boys are not good enough, we girls can only rely on ourselves!"

By saying this, who do you look down upon?

But Wang Yan didn't have any confidence in his heart at all, and he didn't dare to flinch.

The two games in the afternoon were very difficult.

...

When he found the peas, Tang Butian and others were cheering him on.

"The 1,500-meter race can't give full play to your advantages. Even so, you still won the third place, Douer. The 5,000-meter race is your home field, and you must win!"

"Yes, they are all old opponents. You know their depth and their sprint speed better. Don't be afraid, just do it!"

"Steady the rhythm, follow the lap speed during training, we will give you the pace!"

While making a fuss, Holland Bean's eyes lit up when he saw Wang Yan.

"Brother Wang, are you back?"

"Ok."

Wang Yan nodded, showing a proud air: "Don't talk so much, I will buy you a Gopro5 with the runner-up, and the champion Sony PXW. The difference between 10,000 and 50,000 is up to you!"

A phantom of the universe suddenly floated behind the dutch beans, and a surge of surging air was burning...

Wang Yan was talking about the shooting equipment. Ever since Holland Bean made up his mind to play photography, he had been thinking about the exercise opportunities that Brother Wang talked about.

But the threshold of photography lies in money-equipment is expensive.

Snow Pea's family is very poor, and on his own, he might not be able to save a decent device even after graduation.

Seeing a Sony at the finish line now, Dou'er was slapped with chicken blood on the spot, and he pissed like chicken soup.

"Brother, don't worry, if you don't win the championship, come and see me!"

...

"come on!"

"Come on, Douer!"

"The last 50 meters, sprint and sprint!"

"Oh yeah!"

In the state of being a stimulant with money ability, Dutch beans won the championship with a lead of at least 20 meters, which is called domineering.

Then everyone gave Wang Yan a thumbs up: "Brother Wang is domineering!"

"Dou'er used all his strength to feed, haha!"

After the banter, the celebration begins.

Surrounded by peas, everyone boarded the championship podium.

Wang Yan applauded below, feeling relieved and more envious.

Sports competition has something to do with money, but it is more about a contest of body and will. To win the championship is a great honor.

That kind of pure victory is very desirable.

Wang Yan wanted it too.

...

The 5,000-meter awards are over, and the time has come to 12 o'clock, and it's lunch time.

The students in Class 1 flocked to the cafeteria. Along the way, they began to analyze in full swing.

"We now have 39 points and rank 11th in the school."

"The current ranking is useless at all, the five games in the afternoon are the focus!"

"That's right, 15 points for the men's and women's 100-meter champion, 10 points for the runner-up, and 5 points for the third place, which is much more valuable than other competitions!"

"20 points for the men's and women's 4×100 meters champion, 15 points for the runner-up, and 10 points for the third place. It's even more valuable!"

"Men's 4×400 meters...well, we didn't make it to the finals, so the chances don't seem to be high..."

"Fart! There are only five games left, and we have two runners-up, enough to enter the top three."

"Yes, the current gap is not too big. I checked it out. The class ranked first and second in points for the time being has a total score of less than 50 points. Those two classes won the women's 100 meters and women's 100 meters in the afternoon. The relay is not considered strong, and there is a high probability that it will be soy sauce in the final."

"That's the same as us, fighting for men's duathlon!"

"Direct competitor? Which two classes?!"

"Don't worry about others! In any class, as long as you can get 20 points in the afternoon, you will basically be in the top three!"

"I have counted the results of the competition over the years. Sometimes the first place will explode to 80+ points, but most of the time it is 6 or 70 points. And the fifth place is stable at the level of more than 50 points. In fact, we can get 15 points That's enough!"

"The women's competition has nothing to do with us, so let's fight for the men's 100-meter biathlon. The goal is 15 points!"

"Squad leader, you can do it!"

"That's right, my lord, your third place in the 100-meter relay is stable. Everyone in the 100-meter relay will work together to get another third place. If you get 15 points, you will win!"

Hey, you look down on brother too much, don't you? !

two third? !

At least two runners up...

Wang Yan felt pressured and motivated, but he didn't have enough confidence.

Sprinting is a matter of strength. Give Louis double the stimulant, and he can't outrun Bolt.

The strength gap is insurmountable.

Everyone may have the same idea, so when mobilizing Wang Yan's mind, he focused on decompression.

"Squad leader, let's keep the three and fight for the second. We'll be safe and secure. Let's get the top five points!"

What is reflected is a state of mind that is very anxious and seriously lacking in self-confidence.

Wang Yan had no choice but to cheer everyone up.

"Wang Yi and Hu Weidong are indeed very strong, but in the varsity competitions like the College Games, there are many more factors that affect the results than in the top competitions.

State, mentality, on-the-spot performance, wind direction, fighting spirit...

Anything is possible with rookies.

I ah, may not be able to win. "

"That's right! Brother Wang, you can do it!"

Everyone applauded wildly, and finally put down their worries and regained their optimism.

"Come on, let's make a loud slogan for the squad leader, and arrange it later!"

"Sweeping the Star Master is pretty good, think about the second half of the sentence!"

"What to sweep with?" Ruyu winked suddenly and made a gesture.

The boys understood in seconds, and laughed together.

The young and the young ate quietly. After eating half a catty of beef in sauce, two boiled eggs, and a pile of stir-fried vegetables, they were just 80% full.

Then take everyone back to the stadium, walk slowly on the playground, and prepare for the game.

Measuring the runway back and forth, Wang Yan's mood was as calm as water.

Since getting the system, everything has been going smoothly, and he has been racing all the way, and his life is very proud.

But instead of being particularly bloated, Wang Yan was more sober than in high school.

Cut off the life from that point in time, divide it into two halves, the front is muddled, and the back is rapid growth.

The more books I read, the more knowledge I get, the steady increase in EQ and IQ, the deeper understanding of the world, and the clearer my own value and position.

Don't talk about the future, just talk about the present.

Wang Yan sincerely thought: In every aspect, there are many people who are much better than him.

IQ, EQ, learning ability, concentration, money, appearance, physical fitness...

Putting it all together, my total score is very high, but if I single out one item, it's just a middle-of-the-road appearance.

Don't really think that you are a genius, for the time being, you are absolutely not.

Today, it's a single competition.

Sprinting is very pure, handsome is useless, rich is even more useless, if you can do it, you can do it, if you can’t do it, you can’t.

Before, the high expectations of the students were a kind of pressure in the small area, but in the large area, it was the responsibility that Wang Yan had to bear.

Leading everyone to train for so long, and getting loose in battle, how much does it hurt morale?

But carrying such a heavy pressure is not conducive to his performance on the field.

When I first stepped on the track, my muscles were stiff.

But who can Wang Yan tell?

As the leader, the heaviest pressure is destined to be borne by you. If you can't handle things, be a leader? !

The reason why a great man is a great man is because he can bear it.

Wang Yan's idol is the greatest man in China, what is that one carrying?

So Wang Yan also had to carry it on his own, pretending to be confident externally, and building himself psychologically internally.

After the mentality is really calm, in fact, there is only one sentence——

Try hard to win the championship, but accept the second or even third result, and use the calmest mind and the most natural state to run at your best level.

Then don't think about anything else, and fight for the next game.

The time in the afternoon was very tight. The 100-meter final and the 4×100-meter relay final were arranged on the front and rear feet, with an interval of more than 10 minutes.

If you put it all together in one go, what you can do is what you can do. Once you stand on the field, there will be no time left for Wang Yan to think about it.

Thinking everything through now, First Young Master Wang began to formally warm up.

At 1 o'clock, the women's 100-meter final begins.

The previous game had nothing to do with Class One, but everyone still focused on the game.

When the results of each competition came out, the class rankings began to fluctuate up and down.

Everyone is so nervous.

After the men's 4×400m final competition, Loulou went to the rostrum to confirm, and rushed back to report.

"Good news! Good news!"

"How is it? Where is our class now?!"

"Who is the first?"

Everyone gathered around and began to ask questions in a hurry.

There is no way not to care. During the three-day competition, everyone has already twisted into a rope, proud of the sweat shed, and the result of the joint struggle.

"Currently our class is ranked 16th!"

"Damn! Down 5 places?!"

Loulou couldn't breathe evenly, couldn't speak for a while, and rolled her eyes at the squirrel.

"Sand Sculpture! After three competitions, the ranking has only dropped by 5 places. What a good result?"

"right!"

Lou Lou nodded: "And the top three classes did not participate in the next two finals. The total points have been fixed, respectively 64 points, 61 points, and 57 points!"

"Damn! Doesn't that mean you have to score 25 points to tie for the first place?"

Ruyu calculates the arithmetic problems in elementary school very quickly, but she doesn't calculate correctly.

"We still have 1 point for participating in the two finals!"

"That's right, our current total score is 41 points. If we get 25 points, it will be a complete blow, do you understand?"

"Actually, 15 points is still enough. With a total score of 56, the goal of the top five is no problem!"

"Oh yeah! Can we celebrate the victory in advance? It's no problem for the squad leader to win two third places!"

But Wang Yan didn't dare to be so optimistic, and calmly grasped the key point: "What's the situation in Hu Weidong's and Wang Yi's classes?"

When Lou Lou heard this, his eyes twinkled like stars.

"It's still the squad leader, you are smart, you can grasp the key to the problem at once!"

Everyone froze for a moment.

Yes indeed!

The other two major seed players also have the potential to win the championship and get high scores!

"Lou Lou, tell me quickly, what's the situation with those two guys?"

"Hu Weidong's oil painting freshman class of the Academy of Fine Arts is currently ranked 4th, including the participation points of the two finals, a total of 55 points, and is the most powerful contender for the first place in the total score!

Wang Yi's Class 2, Class 1 of the College of Education, is currently ranked 17th, only 1 point behind us! "

Wang Yan frowned slightly, then nodded calmly.

"So, in the next two games, our three classes are mainly competing for rankings?"

"Uh-huh!"

Loulou nodded vigorously and didn't say anything else.

However, Wang Yan calculated the result in an instant. In the two games, he had to score at least 20 points to guarantee the top five rankings.

Two third runners-up are simply not enough, it must be one second and one second!

Because, the final bonus points for excellent performance are only available to the top five classes!

Obviously, the situation is worse than before.

However, Wang Yan, who had already prepared himself mentally, was not shaken at all by the sudden increase in pressure. His fighting spirit was burning more vigorously, but his mood was very calm.

Just do my best!

After finding out the situation, the loudspeaker just started to shout.

"The men's 100-meter finalists please take their seats, please..."

Wang Yan waved to everyone and walked to the arena alone.

At this moment, the inner side of the track has been cleared, and only those with temporary press cards and work badges can move in the arena.

On the outside of the track, there were many spectators densely packed.

The last two finals, and the highlight, are very worth watching, and can arouse the enthusiasm of the girls to the greatest extent.

A handsome sprinter who gallops on the field and sprints at the highest speed!

Everyone has long legs!

Fast and furious!

And there is also the tallest, richest and handsomest freshman, little brother Wang Yan!

Thinking about it makes people unable to close their legs, is there any reason?

After two days of competition, Wang Yan's name and deeds were no secret to those who cared.

Not to mention anything else, just that one car, how many people are enough to fight for a lifetime?

Not to mention, he is so good-looking!

When warming up, Young Master Wang was surprised to find that many girls were calling his name and cheering for him.

There are quite a few girls who don't belong to our school at first glance - the girls from this school are not so obvious, they can't say "Brother Wang Yan, I want to be your personal nurse".

hiss……

Private nursing can really be put on the agenda, right?

We didn't think about anything else, it's just that physical health really needs to be taken seriously...

After running a lap at a medium speed and returning to the starting line, Wang Yan's body was slightly hot, and his heart was also hot.

Along the way, I often met girls with panels hanging next to their faces to cheer me on.

What does that mean?

They are all delicate flowers with names!

Of course, brother is not the kind of person who gnaws and cuts indiscriminately.

However, even if you don't chew on it, it feels great to be worshiped by a goddess-level beauty.

A little cool.

In contrast, the treatment of the rest is very shabby.

Only the classmates and friends were cheering, basically there was not much splash, and they were drowned in the overwhelming shouts of "Little Brother Wang Yan".

Today is the final day, and it is a big weekend, many students from the sports institute have come to join in the fun.

Gong Feiyu stood on the lawn area inside the track, wondering to the extreme: "Why is Wang Yan's popularity so high?"

"Isn't it? Big sister, that's our school's new school belle!"

Dai Mo exclaimed exaggeratedly, looking very unbelievable.

"Wang Yan's net worth is among the top in the school! Don't say that girls can't help it, I want to lick it! Besides, he is handsome and can fight, so it's strange that he is not popular, okay?"

Gong Feiyu didn't take it seriously at all.

"I care so much, no matter how rich someone is, what does it have to do with me?"

Dai Mo winked and winked: "Miss Gong, you take him down, doesn't it matter? I'll set the strings for you, and when the time comes, sister-in-law, you will cover me!"

In fact, it was a common joke among young people, but Gong Feiyu's expression was very serious.

"Don't! That person is pretty good, but I won't be with someone who doesn't get along because of money."

Dai Mo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm just kidding, why are you so serious?"

Only then did Gong Feiyu nod, and smiled slightly: "Then I'm joking with you too—you let him grow to 1.85 meters quickly, at his current height, holding him is like holding a younger brother!"

Dai Mo shrank his neck, and muttered in his heart: I dare not tell First Young Master Wang if you want to be beaten like this!

Someone in the field dared to say.

Wang Yi, Hu Weidong, and Gao Hu all play basketball often, so they are not very familiar, but they can chat for a while.

Gao Hu had been displeased with Wang Yan since he was fighting for the flag bearer, and now he was sour, and he was the first to mutter, "Look at you..."

Hu Weidong smiled and didn't answer, but looking at Wang Yan who was running back, he couldn't hide his envy in his eyes.

Wang Yi sneered: "I'll step on him later, won't that be enough?"

Seeing Wang Yan getting closer, Gao Hu didn't say anything, but just gave Wang Yan a few sour sideways glances.

At this moment and at that moment, he confronted Wang Yan face to face. He once did it once with his vigor, but now he no longer dares.

As for Wang Yi, in front of Wang Yan, he didn't speak provocatively, but just sneered and looked at people with that kind of condescending and arrogant eyes.

Wang Yan laughed so hard that he didn't know why.

Big brother, once you are on the field, your sense of superiority is particularly strong, huh?

What's the matter, I get extra points for winning? !

There were no extra points, but all the contestants were holding back their energy and wanted to win against Wang Yan.

In fact, it is easy to understand that when a person's excellence has surpassed the current environment, then no matter in any field, as long as he wins you, it is an honor.

Take it out and blow the beep very loudly, right?

Young Master Wang was well aware of his identity as a public enemy, but he didn't take it seriously and laughed it off.

Squatting quietly, looking up at the front.

With a normal heart, do your best and respect all results.

I will only lose to myself.