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Chapter 59 All gods possess such talents; there's no need to be jealous.

Damn it!
Ultraman's flying kick hit the man squarely in the back, causing him to lose his balance and stumble forward, falling to the ground.

Seeing that the robber had fallen to the ground, the enthusiastic Chaoyang residents had no more reservations and rushed forward to subdue him.

Upon seeing this, Chen Zhou couldn't help but ask a question mark.
Not a buddy?

You don't participate in team fights, but only come up and kill people after you win, right?
That's a bit too much!

Ding!
[His Majesty single-handedly fought a notorious bandit, slaying him in a single exchange. His heroic spirit and imperial might are truly awe-inspiring. Imperial prestige +100]

[Imperial Might: 970]

Hearing the pleasant voice of the system, Chen Zhou was pleased and didn't bother arguing with the K-head gang too much.

He snatched the purse from the man in gray and returned it to its owner.

The man in the suit took the briefcase with trembling hands, his cloudy eyes instantly welling up with tears, and his lips trembled several times before he could utter a sound:

Thank you, thank you.

He was about to kneel down before Chen Zhou when Chen Zhou quickly grabbed his arm and said repeatedly:
"I can't do it! I can't do it!"

At this moment, a large crowd had gathered around, and many of them were praising Chen Zhou:

"Well done, buddy!"

"You run really fast, are you an athlete?"

"Thieves would steal this kind of money, they have no conscience!"

"..."

Hearing the praise around him, Chen Zhou felt like he was the reincarnation of Uchiha Sasuke.

Not counting family background.

The man in the suit finally managed to calm himself down, then pulled a wad of cash from his purse and tried to stuff it into Chen Zhou's hand.
"Here's two thousand yuan, you absolutely must accept it! If it weren't for you, my wife, my wife..."

He couldn't continue, so he turned his face away and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Chen Zhou hesitated for a moment, then pushed the money back, and answered in a firm and serious tone:
"Uncle, please don't insult me ​​with money... no, please don't insult me ​​with money, I am a member of the Communist Youth League!"

After saying this, Chen Zhou, true to his principle of "doing good deeds without leaving a name," quickly left the scene.

The onlookers were moved by Chen Zhou's spirit and left words of praise.

Even Old Zhang couldn't help but sigh:

"This kid has a strong sense of integrity; he's a promising athlete!"

Cheng Yanqiu also saw Chen Zhou's potential and jokingly said with a smile:
"He certainly has talent. Why don't you mentor him, teacher?"

Old Zhang hesitated for a moment, watching Chen Zhou's back, a vague premonition in his heart.

If we can get this kid onto the track, who knows, a yellow lightning bolt belonging to China might appear on the world athletics stage.

Thinking this, he felt a sense of anticipation and nodded with a smile:

"Then let's change the itinerary. We'll visit Guangya No. 2 Middle School tomorrow."

Cheng Yanqiu exclaimed "Eh!" She had only meant it as a joke, but she hadn't expected her teacher to actually change his plans for Chen Zhou.

Cheng Yanqiu's expression changed, and he said seriously:

"Okay, I'll contact them right away!"

……

As Jiang Xia walked out of the train station, watching Chen Zhou's retreating figure, she repeatedly said:

"Chen Zhou, wait for me! Why are you walking so fast?"

Once they were out of the trouble, Chen Zhou turned around, looked at Jiang Xia sadly, and said with heartache:

"I was afraid that if I walked too slowly, I would be tempted to put the stack of money in my pocket."

Jiang Xia couldn't help but let out a soft "Hey!"
"And what you just said sounded so high-sounding?"

Chen Zhou sighed:
"It's not that I felt sorry for that uncle. Although I helped him, I couldn't just take the money that saved his life, could I?"

But the thought of losing two thousand yuan made his heart ache.

"That's true, but seriously, you ran like the wind just now—"

Jiang Xia suddenly reached out and poked his waist, looking somewhat puzzled:
"After what you just said, I almost didn't recognize you."

Chen Zhou chuckled and said:

“Brother Bao, all gods have such talent, there’s no need to be jealous.”

Abstract, too abstract.

If you praise him a couple of times, he'll really think he's on a roll.

Jiang Xia clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying:
"You hypocrite, take this punch!"

"You can't hit me, you can't hit me!"

Chen Zhou chuckled, transforming into the protagonist of Temple Run, and ran forward.

They ran for a while until they were both panting heavily and lost all sense of time.

Jiang Xia finally said, "I can't run anymore. Let's take a Didi back. I have to go to evening self-study."

As expected of Hajisha, who loves learning, Chen Zhou took a day off but didn't plan to attend evening self-study.

I just finished my exams, wouldn't it be nice to stay home and relax for the night?

"OK!"

Chen Zhou took out his phone and fiddled with it for a while. Seeing the message "One minute to arrive at the pick-up point," he opened his palm and shouted:

"The car is coming!"

Several black lines slid down Jiang Xia's forehead, and she looked at Chen Zhou as if she were looking at a special needs child.

But as luck would have it, just as Chen Zhou finished speaking, a BYD Qin came into view.

Chen Zhou's heart tightened.

Oh no, the skill was successfully activated, will it deduct his mana?

Jiang Xia looked at the BYD Qin and felt a sense of familiarity, but couldn't quite put his finger on why.

The two finally got into the car and only realized what was going on when they saw the shiny bald head.

Isn't this the car we took before we set off?

The bald man turned his head with a smile:

"Oh, what a coincidence! It's you two young couple again?"

This time, Jiang Xia mustered up his courage and solemnly explained to the driver:
"Master, we're not dating."

The bald man, looking at me with a "don't lie to me" expression, asked:
"Really, no talks?"

Jiangxia nodded emphatically:

"We really didn't talk!"

The bald man chuckled:

"I do not believe."

"!"

Jiang Xia clenched his fists, a feeling of powerlessness washing over him, and then slumped into his seat.

Destroy it, I'm tired.

The bald man exchanged a glance with Chen Zhou, raised an eyebrow, as if to say:
Young man, thank me! I've given you this opportunity!
Chen Zhou was somewhat speechless, but still smiled and nodded in response.

Forget it.

If it can't be explained, then it can't be explained.

He refused to believe he would run into this uncle again next time he took a taxi.

The bald man sped into the apartment building in just over ten minutes.

The two got out of the car.

The bald man nodded at Chen Zhou, the meaning of which was self-evident:

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Chen Zhou gave an OK sign and watched the BYD Qin drive away.

Jiang Xia lightly stomped her foot and pouted, her lips puffed out.

Judging from the expression on her face, Chen Zhou felt that she was dreaming about the uncle's words "I don't believe it" and wanted to get up and shout "Is he crazy?"

Chen Zhou shook his head with a smile, feeling that the bald master was quite interesting and a fascinating person.

The two walked into the building.

"Bye-Bye!"

Saying goodbye to Jiangxia, who was sulking.

Chen Zhou pushed open the door to his home, and the aroma of braised pork ribs wafted from the kitchen.

Shen Qinghe nestled on the sofa, hugging a cushion, her eyes glued to the TV, and mumbled through a mouthful of potato chips:

"Zhouzhou's back? Wash your hands and get ready for dinner. Uncle Hu will be bringing his daughter over later!"

The anime series "Run with the Wind" is playing on the screen. It's a high-energy sports anime with pretty exquisite art style.

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhou exclaimed in surprise:
"Why so sudden?"

Shen Qinghe laughed heartily:

"We agreed on this yesterday, but I forgot to tell you!"

"..."

A question mark appeared above Chen Zhou's head as he pointed at himself, the meaning of which was self-evident:

Am I an outsider?

(End of this chapter)