A young man opened the room door, threw his coat towards the sofa, then returned to his bedroom, and lay lazily on the bed, and took out his mobile phone.
His name is Zhang Guan, an ordinary single guy.
Zhang Guan works in the Sports Bureau, which is a kind of job with a low salary and low wages. On weekdays, he steals stocks at work and returns home to play games. Also, Zhang Guan's family economic conditions are acceptable, and life is also very nourishing.
Playing mobile games has become Zhang Guan's biggest hobby recently. At this moment, he is holding the mobile phone, and the searchers there have recently commented on some new mobile games.
Suddenly, the phone screen went completely black, Zhang Guan frowned and pressed the home button, but nothing happened. "Why did my phone suddenly crash? This domestic mobile phone has always been reliable. What happened today?" Zhang Guan was preparing to restart the mobile phone but found out that his screen lit up.
"Do you want to be an all-round athlete?"
Zhang Guan was stunned, guessing that this was a link to a game. He secretly cursed the security software that was installed on the phone since it couldn't even block an advertisement, but his finger unintentionally pressed the "confirm" button.
At the next moment, Zhang Guan felt dizzy, and immediately before his eyes were dark, he lost consciousness.
....
Zhang Guan slowly opened his eyes, and a familiar face appeared before him. He recognized it, this was his good friend Hu Xi who had a good relationship with him in high school.
"Are you Hu Xi? Did you shave your beard?"
"Nonsense, of course, it is me! Why would I shave my beard? Are you confused?" Hu Xi handed a bottle of mineral water to Zhang Guan, and then said, "You finally woke up, but you scared me just now."
"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Guan asked.
"You just fainted from a heat stroke just now." Hu Xi said suddenly.
Then he said, "Your test order has passed, but the proctor said that since you are in a special situation, he could give you another chance to retake the test in the last group.
Zhang Guan froze for a moment and felt that this conversation seemed to be very familiar. He sat up and looked around, his expression suddenly changed.
"This is a dream!" Zhang Guan pinched his arms fiercely and realized that he was not dreaming.
"Hu Xi, how old am I? Zhang Guan immediately asked.
"Did the heatstroke make you crazy, we are both seventeen!" Hu Xi said.
"Is this the second-level exam?" Zhang Guan then asked.
"Of course!" Hu Xi nodded.
Zhang Guan took a deep breath and the thoughts in his heart were confirmed. He returned to the age of seventeen.
Zhang Guan didn't study well in high school, and to improve the college's admission rate, the high schools at that time "encouraged" students to learn "extraordinary skills". Let them participate in sports or art tricks examination, as long as the professional subjects of sports or arts are passed, even if the cultural performance is low, they can be admitted, which also improves the university's college admission rate.
Zhang Guan is one of them. At the age of seventeen, he has a height of 1.88 meters. Even in the northern city, he is a tall guy without any problems. Because of this, the class teacher recommended him to practice sports. He chooses the most basic event in the sports subject which was the basic sprinting event.
Shortly after Zhang Guan began to practice sports, it just happened to be the second-level athlete's exam held by the Sports Bureau in that year. According to the college entrance examination rules at that time, the national second-level athletes can reduce the admission by 20% in the college entrance examination. At the same time, many colleges recruit sports classes. Candidates also require this type of qualification, so for sports students at the time, a national second-level athlete's qualification certificate can bring great help to the college entrance examination.
In Zhang Guan's original experience, he did not pass the test of the national second-level athletes' exam. Instead, his friend Hu Xi had successfully passed the exam. In this exam, Zhang Guan collapsed before the exam. At that time, it was only May which was still too early for the summer season. He was also the only candidate in the past ten years to collapse. During the main test of the day, he fainted because of heatstroke, so he was given a chance to make up for the exam and they arranged for him to take the exam with the last group. As a result, his results were terrible, and he didn't even show his normal level.
In the second year, Zhang Guan, after another year of training had successfully passed the national second-level athlete test, but at that time during the college entrance examination, he was only accepted by two local universities which were mediocre at best.
"I turned back to seventeen!" Zhang Guan looked at his young face and finally accepted this reality.
Thinking back to reality, there are fewer and fewer people waiting for reference around him. Zhang Guan knows that the last exam is about to begin, and he will be on the track soon.
At the entrance of the tunnel, a group of athletes walked out of the tunnel one after another.
They are athletes of the provincial track and field team. This venue was originally their training ground, but because of the national second-level athlete's exam, they borrowed this venue, so they all stayed in the gym to practice with their equipment, and now the exam is about to end, so they were also ready to return to the venue to start training.
These are all professional athletes. Many of them have achieved results in national competitions. There are many athletes in the mid-term. Therefore, the candidates in front of them are like a rookie in their eyes. They were also busy fooling around with the performance of the candidates.
An old man in his sixties stood at the forefront. He was about 1.57 meters tall, with a straight waist and a ruddy complexion.
And next to the old man stood a middle-aged coach, who had a smile on his face, even though the old man had been talking, he did not dare to refute a little.
This middle-aged coach is the head coach of the provincial athletics team.
It stands to reason that the identity of the head coach is the boss of this venue, but at this moment he was reprimanded by an old man, but whether it is the old man or Coach Zhou, it all matters. Because everyone knows that this old man is not only the coach of Coach Zhou but also has a very mysterious origin.
Zhang Guan stood in front of the runway and looked at the other two beside him.
The original eight-person runway, because it was the last exam, only two candidates remained, plus Zhang Guan, the "special case", which became three.
"It's the same as I remember. The last exam was three people. Those two passed, but I didn't." Zhang Guan leaned down and made a starting position.
At this moment, a magnetic sound suddenly flashed in his mind.
"System Start! Initializing"...
"Who is talking?" Zhang Guan looked to the left and right and found that the other two were quietly making a starting posture, and there were no one around them.
"The system is turned on after initialization is complete."
Zhang Guan was shocked at first then confirmed that the sound was coming out of his mind. Then, a special interface appeared in his mind.
"What is this!" Zhang Guan jumped, his brain couldn't comprehend why such a strange thing suddenly appeared in his mind, which made him suddenly feel at a loss.
Next, on the interface in my mind, a mouse pointer-like thing clicked a gray icon with a bright edge, and a confirmation message appeared in Zhang Guan's mind.
Learning skills, Elementary Sprint... "
Two small frames, one "yes" and one "no", the small frame of "yes" is green, and the small frame of "no" is gray, so it was not allowed to be chosen.
"Do I have another choice? I can only choose "Yes". Zhang Guan chose "Yes" without a doubt.
"Congratulations on learning a new skill: the sprint." That voice sounded in Zhang Guan's mind. And the gray icon that had been lit on the edge turned green.
At this moment, the mouse pointer was exactly on the "sprint" green icon, and a few lines started to appear immediately.
"Sprint" skill effect: straight running speed has been improved to a certain extent, duration 10 seconds."
"What the hell is this? Why does it look like the teaching mode of a game." Zhang Guan secretly vomited, and then on the edge of the interface in his mind, a transparent dialog appeared,
[Novice task]: use the skill once. (Please activate the skill: Sprint)
"This is a teaching game!" Zhang Guan thought while activating the green skill icon of "Sprint".
In the upper right corner of the interface, a sprint icon suddenly appeared in that blank area, followed by a 10-second digital timer, accurate to milliseconds.
"Activate the skill, and then?" Zhang Guan looked at the dialog box of "Novice Task" that was still there but didn't know what to do next.
...
"Everyone, get ready", the starter raised the starting gun in his hand and slammed the trigger.
"BANG!"
The crisp gunshots sounded, and the two people beside Zhang Guan rushed out, but Zhang Guan did not move on the runway.
Zhang Guan awakened and then found that the two people beside him had already rushed out.
"I am still taking the exam, how can I be playing this game!" Zhang Guan screamed that at this moment it was not the right time to be playing with this gaming system, and his body immediately rushed out.
However, more than a second had passed since the gunshots sounded.
...
In the distance, Coach Zhou of the provincial track and field team smiled and said to the old man, "Teacher, this year's situation is special, mainly because the new provincial sports center has not yet been built, so it was the last resort to hold the national second-level athlete test here. The new sports center will be completed next year, and they will definitely not occupy our training ground anymore, and will certainly not delay our training."
The old man sneered, "This Asian Athletics Championship will be held in September. The national team will start the selection next month. How can we delay training at this time? And it is still an indifferent test for the second-level athletes. Just look at it, a university's stadium is fine, they should just go to the track field of Provincial Sports University or Provincial University of Science and Technology.
"At this level, there is no need to hold a test here. Look at this quality of these athletes, that one is not at all focused, dare to be distracted when starting, and the gun does not move!"
The old man pointed to Zhang Guan on the track during his speech. At the next moment, he suddenly stopped his voice, widened his eyes, and then whispered,
"So fast!"
...
On the track, Zhang Guan only felt that his body was particularly relaxed. Every time he kicked the ground, he could always feel the endless strength from his legs. This feeling he never touched, he only felt that every bone, every drop of blood, and even every cell in the body were happily jumping.
Scenes flying on both sides told Zhang Guan that he was very fast, and he could even vaguely perceive that he had never been so fast, even during the peak period of next year from his memory.
At this moment, more than half of the time has passed, and Zhang Guan has already caught up with the two players who had previously started, and then, in the next ten meters, Zhang Guan has already surpassed the two.
"What's going on? I can run so fast, is it because of that skill?" Zhang Guan immediately checked the interface in his mind, the icon in the upper right corner. The icon started to flash, and the number behind it soon returned to zero.
When the time is displayed as "0", the flashing sprint icon in the upper right corner disappears, and Zhang Guan's speed started to slow down instantly. The original feeling of running disappears without a trace. Fortunately, it was not far from the finish line at this moment. Zhang Guan pushes himself harder, plus the inertia brought by the original speed, he was still the first to cross the finish line.
...
The old man's hand was still pointing at Zhang Guan and has not been released for a long time
"Teacher? Teacher?" Coach Zhou shouted for hours.
The old man takes a breath and muttered, "The one who started slowly, stop him quickly, don't let him run away!"