I'm a senior in high school, and the Emperor Development System has arrived!

Chapter 58 Hey! You wretch! Take this Ultraman Flying Kick!
Provincial capital railway station.

The electronic screens at the train station flickered incessantly in the twilight.

"Ticket gate 4! There it is!"

Jiang Xia stood on tiptoe, looked at the sign, stretched out his arm, and shouted to Chen Zhou.

Chen Zhou glanced at the time and quickly followed:

"5 minutes left!"

Jiang Xia exhaled, his sweat-dampened hair clinging to his cheeks. He exhaled again.
"Ticket checking stopped 3 minutes early, thankfully I made it!"

Seeing that they still had some time, the two stopped rushing and started walking briskly towards the ticket gate.

Just before ticket checking stopped, the two of them passed through the ticket gates, entered the station, and took the escalator downstairs.

The train was already parked at the edge of the platform.

"Carriage 6, seats 13 and 14!"

Jiang Xia glanced at his phone and followed the landmarks to find the carriage.

Chen Zhou followed leisurely behind, as if he had pressed the follow button.

That's the good thing about going out with Jiangxia; you don't have to think about time planning or finding places.

Hakisha will strike hard and has everything arranged.

Of course, today was truly an unexpected event.

They didn't expect that they would be caught in the evening rush hour and had to wait for several subway trains before they could squeeze onto one.

The air conditioning in the carriage carried a musty, musty smell of leather.

The air conditioner isn't very effective at cooling; it's still quite hot.

After finding a seat, Jiang Xia immediately took out a small fan from his bag:

"for you."

She turned on the small fan and held it to Chen Zhou's hand, while she took out a wet wipe to clean her own hands.

Chen Zhou had just placed the small fan on the small table when he looked up and met a kind gaze from across the table.

The middle-aged man in a navy blue tracksuit looked at the two of them and said with a smile:
"You're high school students, right?"

Chen Zhou nodded, wondering why he was so sure they were high school students.

The middle-aged man chuckled and explained:
“I’m a teacher at Beijing Sport University, so I must have some knowledge in this area, which is evident from my physique.”

Upon learning that the other person was a teacher from Beijing Sport University, Chen Zhou felt a sense of respect.

Although he wasn't a sports student, he had heard of the prestigious reputation of Beijing Sport University:
At the Beijing Sport University sports meet, the best athletes are just there to run alongside the first-level athletes, while the second-level athletes can only be spectators.

Level 2 is already very strong, but when they go to a professional sports school, they can only be spectators.

This is comparable to going through countless hardships to finally ascend to the heavens, only to find oneself among the 100,000 heavenly soldiers besieging Flower Fruit Mountain.

It can only be said that heroes are as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Chen Zhou sighed inwardly, then asked:

"Your name?"

"His surname is Zhang, and his given name is Zhang with the radical 'bow' (弓).

As she spoke, Teacher Zhang pointed to the oval-faced girl next to her who was holding a laptop:

"This is Xiao Cheng, my student, majoring in rehabilitation and healthcare."

Cheng Yanqiu raised her head, her high ponytail swaying gently with the movement, a gentle smile on her face revealing her left dimple:
"Hello."

Chen Zhou and Jiang Xia smiled in response.

Having started the conversation, Teacher Zhang opened a bottle of Runtian (a traditional Chinese medicine) and asked the two of them:
Which school are you from?

Chen Zhou and Jiang Xia exchanged a glance and replied:

"We are students from Guangya No. 2 Middle School. We have some business to attend to in the provincial capital today."

Teacher Zhang chuckled and said:

"Guangya No. 2 Middle School? What a coincidence, our destination is also Guangya. This time we want to visit your No. 1 Middle School for an exchange."

Compared to No. 2 Middle School, No. 1 Middle School is the behemoth of the Guangya area, leading in all indicators.

Even in sports, the physical education test results of No. 2 Middle School are nowhere near as good as those of No. 1 Middle School.

Not to mention the culture, No. 1 High School consistently produces five or six students who get into Tsinghua or Peking University every year, while No. 2 High School would issue a congratulatory notice to celebrate if even one student from No. 1 High School gets into Tsinghua or Peking University.

Therefore, the two schools differ greatly in overall strength.

No wonder No. 1 High School can attract teachers from Beijing Sport University to exchange ideas and provide guidance.

The journey was uneventful.

Only Teacher Zhang is a bit talkative, and she chats with Chen Zhou every now and then.

Chen Zhou was fine and responded politely.

By the time the train arrived at the station, dusk had fallen. The four of them exited the station.

The streetlights gilded Jiang Xia and Cheng Yanqiu's hair with a golden edge, making the two beauties shine brightly.

As they parted, Teacher Zhang patted Chen Zhou on the shoulder affectionately:

"Young man, see you again someday!"

"goodbye!"

Chen Zhou smiled; he had a pretty good impression of this teacher.

Aside from being a bit talkative.

The exit of the station was crowded with people. Chen Zhou took out his phone, ready to call a Didi to go home.

Jiang Xia bought the round-trip tickets, and she also took a Didi ride this morning, so now he should pay for it anyway.

Even close brothers need to keep clear accounts, let alone fake father and daughter.

But before he could choose a car model, the two suddenly heard a heart-wrenching scream from behind:

"My bag! Someone's robbing me! It's my life-saving money!!"

Chen Zhou turned around and saw a gray-clad man pushing through the crowd and running wildly, a black leather bag tucked under his arm.

The victim was a slightly overweight middle-aged man.

He tried his best to catch up with the robber, but his beer belly slowed him down.

The man stumbled forward half a step, his beer belly nearly popping the buttons off his suit jacket. He looked around pleadingly.
"Please..."

His voice was like a plucked string, trembling and cracking.
"That's my wife's chemotherapy money..."

No one responded.

The crowd surged past him; some frowned and walked around him, some took out their phones to take pictures, but no one stopped.

Just as he was in utter despair, a whooshing sound rang out, and a gentle voice whispered in his ear:
"Let me try it!"

"Let's see if we can get it back."

Chen Zhou flashed a confident smile at the man, revealing a set of white teeth, and then darted away like a bullet.

He looks so handsome at this moment!
The "Speed ​​is of the essence" effect is now activated, increasing running speed by 30%.

[Instant Mission:]

[His Majesty, traveling incognito, discovered in broad daylight that thieves were plundering the people. How can such filth be tolerated in this bright and clear world?]

[Your Majesty, please arrest the thief and bring him to justice.]

[Reward: 100 Imperial Prestige]

Chen Zhou, who runs the 12-meter sprint in 5 seconds, doesn't know how fast he can run after turning on the special effects.

But regardless of whether it succeeds or not.

He wants to try it!

"Chen Zhou!"

Jiangxia's worries were shattered by the wind.

Upon hearing the sound, Teacher Zhang and Cheng Yanqiu, who hadn't gone far, turned around and saw Chen Zhou rushing out.

In an instant, Old Zhang's pupils contracted, and he subconsciously said:

"So fast!"

Cheng Yanqiu also opened his mouth wide and said in surprise:

"At this starting point, we already have some top talents, right?"

Old Zhang has considerable experience; he has coached not only national champions but also mastered other athletes.

But at this moment, he stared at Chen Zhou's running posture, seemingly in disbelief.

The moment Chen Zhou darted away, Old Zhang's brows furrowed into a tight knot.

The elbows were turned outwards like a flapping duck, and the toes were slightly turned inwards when landing, with the hips and calves not open...

This running form clearly indicates a beginner.

But here's the question: how can a novice run so fast?
How could it possibly run that fast!?
He's wearing canvas shoes!
This beaver?

In that instant, Lao Zhang felt his worldview collapse.

That running form, that gear, that speed—

That's completely unscientific.

At this moment, Chen Zhou was unaware of what Lao Zhang was thinking. He was focused on the approaching figure of the gray-clad man, a smile playing on his lips.

Hey! You wretched creature!

Take this Ultraman Flying Kick from me!
(End of this chapter)