I'm a part-time killer during the summer vacation, you let me participate in the Olympics

Chapter 146 Give up the reward and continue accumulating!
The Olympic Games venue was bustling with people, and the cheers and discussions of the audience intertwined into a lively scene.

Everyone was still immersed in the exciting 100-meter final, except Zhang Wei, who had a dazed look on his face, eyes full of disbelief, and his mouth slightly open, like a frozen statue.

"How on earth did Brother Ming do such an awesome thing!" Zhang Wei muttered to himself, his voice filled with shock and admiration.

He subconsciously turned his head to look at the beautiful girlfriend beside him. He originally thought that he was the favorite of fate. He came to watch the Olympics and unexpectedly got such a beauty. But now, compared with Wang Xiaoming, he suddenly felt that his luck was not worth mentioning.

"Could it be that Brother Ming has obtained the system like in the novels?" This absurd thought suddenly flashed through his mind, but he quickly shook his head and put it behind him. After all, he is a staunch materialist and has always scoffed at such supernatural things.

His eyes fell on his backpack and suddenly lit up as if he saw a treasure.

"I can't just give away these autographs of mine. They're worth a lot of money!" Thinking of the pile of autographed photos that Wang Xiaoming had signed in his bag, Zhang Wei suddenly felt as if he had 100 million yuan. His heartbeat unconsciously quickened a few points, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, revealing a smug smile.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming on the track was surrounded by the crowd. He stood in the middle of the track with an upright posture, emitting a dazzling light.

Cameras and cameras were pointed at him like a tide, and reporters were eager to capture every moment of this world record-breaking Olympic champion.

Thompson, Sewell and Teborg beside him looked at him with unwillingness in their eyes. Their clenched fists and slightly trembling bodies silently told of their inner loss and struggle.

"Coach, I don't want to lose again!" They may all be shouting in their hearts.

Wang Xiaoming is currently being interviewed by the media. The scene is extremely lively, in stark contrast to the quiet atmosphere of other athletes.

This is the value of breaking the world record. The world is now focused on him.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Wang Xiaoming's mind.

[Congratulations to the host for winning the 100-meter Olympic gold medal and receiving the flying running shoes as a reward. This reward can continue to accumulate. Please confirm whether to claim it.]

Hearing this voice, Wang Xiaoming's heart finally settled down. He had been worried that the system would directly take the reward away. That nervous feeling still makes him feel scared. Even in the fateful 100-meter final not long ago, he had never been so nervous.

"Flying Man Running Shoes?" Wang Xiaoming thought to himself, "From the name, it should be just a piece of equipment. It shouldn't be of much use to me!"

After a little thought, he decisively decided to accumulate the rewards.

After all, his goal has never been these ordinary rewards, but to gamble on that illusory probability, because among the rewards introduced by the system before, there is a magical medicine that can cure his sister, which is what he has been thinking about.

I just don’t know how long it will take to accumulate enough to get it.

Despite his many thoughts, Wang Xiaoming always maintained a gentle smile, not at all as domineering as he was when he boasted before the final that he would break the world record.

In his mind, breaking the world record was a natural thing, after all, he was the one who integrated the system.

"Bolt, no matter how strong you are, can you compare with my persistence and hard work?" He thought silently in his heart, with a flash of confidence and pride in his eyes. His unique temperament shocked the reporters around him. Although he had a gentle smile on his face, he gave people an indescribable strong aura.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up, as if he had found some treasure in the crowd.

He saw Wang Bing standing on the edge of the crowd, standing on tiptoe, trying to catch the opportunity for an interview.

Wang Bing is famous for her sweet looks. Although she is not tall, her cute appearance, especially the baby fat on her face, makes people feel good about her.

"Since we are going to find a reporter for an interview, we might as well find one from our country." Wang Xiaoming thought, and waved to Wang Bing to come over.

Soon, Chinese reporter Wang Bing came over with a look of surprise on her face. She was breathing slightly, with a hint of nervousness and excitement on her face.

She handed the microphone to Wang Xiaoming and tried to keep her voice steady: "Hello, Wang Xiaoming, I would like to ask if you expected to get such a good result this time? After all, you said you wanted to break the world record before the final! Also, your reaction time was only 0.105. Was it because you were slow to react? Or did you start running after you heard the gunshot? This is also a point of confusion for many viewers!"

Wang Xiaoming thought for a moment, quickly organized his words in his mind, then leaned forward slightly and put his mouth close to the microphone: "Let me answer the first question first. Obviously, I felt that my condition was exceptionally good before the competition, and I had enough confidence that I could break the world record."

"Obviously, the result is just as I said before the game, I successfully broke the world record! Many people say that I like to brag, but if you read what I said, you will find that I never say anything I am not sure of. I will definitely do what I say, whether it is a gold medal or a record! As for the reaction time of only 0.105, I was also a little surprised. When I heard the gunshot, I felt that my attention was particularly focused, and even the flow of time slowed down! Maybe this is why I was able to take the lead with such a fast reaction time!"

As soon as Wang Xiaoming finished speaking, many reporters rushed over like a tide, surrounded him, and couldn't wait to ask him questions.

At this time, a foreign reporter squeezed to the front and asked in slightly unfamiliar Chinese: "May I ask what are your plans after participating in the 100-meter race?"

Wang Xiaoming answered confidently without any hesitation: "My next plan is to participate in the 200m and 4x100m events in the Olympics. I will set a small goal first and win a gold medal!"

The props have already played their role, so there is no need for him to hide them. These are all part of his plan.

The foreign journalists were shocked, their eyes widened, their faces full of confusion and surprise: "You are also going to participate in the 200m and 4x100m. You know, you have hardly practiced these two events. Isn't it a bit difficult to win the gold medal?"

Although he spoke tactfully, it was obvious that he did not believe Wang Xiaoming had the ability.

After all, 200 meters is completely different from 100 meters. Not only do you have to handle the curves well, but you also need strong speed endurance.

Many people noticed that Wang Xiaoming's movements were about to become deformed when he ran the 100 meters. Everyone felt that his physical strength was obviously not enough to support him to run 200 meters, and he would definitely slow down seriously in the latter part.

Moreover, Lyles is the absolute ruler of the 19.31 meters in the eyes of everyone. After he ran a time of , he was recognized as the face of the meters.

In addition to him, there are Botswana's Teborg, the strongest high school student in the United States, Naidun, Kenny the headscarf and other strong players who should not be underestimated.

Besides, the 4x100m is not an event that can be won by individual strength alone. What is more crucial is the tacit cooperation with teammates and precise baton-passing technique.

I’m afraid Wang Xiaoming hasn’t trained with the national team members for a few days. Can he get along well with his teammates?
(End of this chapter)