A fat man who was reborn from the dead? He transforms into a perfect male god in a week.

At 10:00 AM, the 400-meter race begins.

This is the third time the two have been in the same group.

Zhang Yang had lost his initial arrogance, and his expression was as solemn as if he were going to war.

Gunshots.

Jiang Chen started the race and took the lead.

Zhang Yang gritted his teeth and chased after him.

100 meters, a difference of two body lengths.

200 meters, a difference of five body lengths.

300 meters, the gap... Jiang Chen's figure was no longer visible.

When Jiang Chen crossed the finish line, Zhang Yang had only run 350 meters.

Final score:

Jiang Chen: 43.00 seconds

Zhang Yang: 50.00 seconds

7 seconds off.

Jiang Chen broke the world record for the third time... The original record was 43.03 seconds.

The entire audience was numb.

"Another one..."

"Is Jiang Shen going to break every single sprint record?"

"With this kind of strength... they could sweep the Olympics, right?"

Zhang Yang ran to the finish line and was so exhausted that he knelt down on the ground.

He stared blankly at the timer.

43 seconds?

Is this even human?

World records can be broken so easily, like it's nothing?

"Are you convinced now?" Jiang Chen asked.

Zhang Yang opened his mouth, wanting to say "I'm not convinced," but the words that came out were: "You...how did you do that?"

"Talent," Jiang Chen said sincerely, "plus hard work."

Zhang Yang: "..."

It's all about talent and hard work!

If this were something you could achieve through hard work, then all athletes in the world would be out of a job!

"Still competing?" Jiang Chen asked. "The 800-meter race is at 11 o'clock."

Zhang Yang smiled wryly: "Compete... but not to beat you."

"Why is that?"

"I want to see," Zhang Yang looked at him, "just how fast you can run."

Jiang Chen laughed: "Alright, then I'll show you."

……

The 800-meter race starts at 11:00 AM.

This is Zhang Yang's forte; his best time is 1 minute and 55 seconds, which is close to the standard for a national first-class athlete.

But today, he no longer expects to win.

He just wanted to see where Jiang Chen's limits were.

Gunshots.

Jiang Chen started the race and took the lead.

Zhang Yang followed behind, no longer desperately chasing after him, but carefully observing Jiang Chen's running posture.

Long stride, fast pace, steady breathing, perfect rhythm.

This isn't just an amateur runner; this is clearly top-level professional athlete!

Jiang Chen completed the first lap of 400 meters in 50 seconds... faster than a second-level athlete specializing in the 400 meters.

On the second lap, Jiang Chen did not slow down; instead, he slightly increased his speed.

In the final 100 meters, Jiang Chen began his sprint.

Zhang Yang watched helplessly as he swept past the finish line like a gust of wind.

The timer stopped at 1 minute 40 seconds.

Another world record broken... The original record was 1 minute 40.91 seconds.

The entire room fell silent.

Then a thunderous roar of cheers erupted.

"Four world records! All broken!"

"Jiang Shen! The God of Track and Field!"

"This guy's a high school student? Is he some kind of national team secret weapon?"

Zhang Yang reached the finish line in 1 minute and 54 seconds... his personal best.

But he didn't even look at him, and walked straight up to Jiang Chen.

"Thump!"

He knelt down.

The entire audience: ? ? ?

"Jiang Shen," Zhang Yang looked up, his eyes filled with admiration, "I'm convinced, completely convinced."

Jiang Chen: "...Get up and speak."

"No," Zhang Yang shook his head, "I was blind to your greatness before and said a lot of hurtful things. I apologize to you."

He paused, then said excitedly, "Jiang Shen, with your talent, you shouldn't be stuck in school! You should be on the national team! Go to the Olympics! Win glory for the country!"

Jiang Chen pulled him up: "Don't get excited yet, the school sports meet isn't over yet."

"What's there to compare?" Zhang Yang exclaimed excitedly. "With grades like yours, you're good enough for a direct admission to the physical education departments of Tsinghua or Peking University! No, you could even make it into the national team!"

Several physical education teachers gathered around, their eyes shining.

"Jiang Chen, have you ever trained in track and field?"

"no."

"And your grades..."

"It's from running and training regularly."

The physical education teachers: "..."

Can you set a world record while running?

Should all of us professional coaches be laid off?

But they didn't ask any more questions; they just exchanged glances and had already made up their minds.

Such a genius must be reported! He must be given special attention and nurtured!

……

Post-match rest time.

Jiang Chen sat in the stands drinking water, with Tang Ruoxi and Hao Yingjun on his left and right, like two guardians.

"Brother Chen, you're amazing!" Hao Yingjun's chubby face flushed with excitement. "Four world records! I can brag about that for a lifetime!"

Tang Ruoxi's eyes lit up: "Old Chen, you really haven't trained in track and field?"

"No, really," Jiang Chen laughed, "It's just that I have a good physique and I exercise regularly."

"This isn't just good physical condition..." Tang Ruoxi muttered softly, "This is practically superhuman."

Jiang Chen was secretly delighted.

Open the system panel:

[Amazing Value: 6000 points]

In one morning, there were four competitions, and I earned 500 points from each one, for a total of 2000 points.

Adding the previous 4000, we now have 6000 points.

"Not bad," Jiang Chen thought to himself, "There are still 1500 meters and 3000 meters this afternoon, I can make another profit."

There's also a basketball semi-final at noon.

Although the level of amazement may decrease over time, every little bit helps.

"Brother Chen, will there be any more records broken in the afternoon's competition?" Hao Yingjun asked.

"We'll see," Jiang Chen said. "Breaking too many things isn't good either; it might scare people away."

In fact, he has already restrained himself quite a bit today.

以他体质50加上跑步精通，全力爆发的话，100米能跑进8秒，200米能跑进18秒，400米能跑进40秒，800米能跑进1分30秒。

That's truly an inhuman achievement.

But that would be too exaggerated and could easily scare children.

So he held back a little, carefully controlling the score, and only broke the world record by a tiny margin.

Yes, that's very modest.

……

Not far away, Zhang Yang was sitting in the sports class area, still bragging about Jiang Chen to his teammates.

"You didn't see it with your own eyes! Jiang Shen's speed, his explosive power... I dare say, you can't find another like him in the entire country!"

"Yang, are you really convinced?" a teammate asked.

"I'm impressed! I have to admit it!" Zhang Yang said with admiration. "In front of Jiang Shen, I'm just a little brother. No, I don't even deserve to be a little brother. I'm just a piece of trash."

The teammates looked at each other in bewilderment.

Is this still the arrogant foreign guy they know?

How did he become such a devoted fan after being won over by Jiang Chen?

"Will Jiang Shen still participate in the 1500m and 3000m races this afternoon?" someone asked.

"I'll participate," Zhang Yang said. "I've already signed up, but I definitely won't compete with him. I'm just going to be a running partner and learn Jiang Shen's running style up close."

Teammates: "..."

Well, we've completely fallen.

……

On the other side of the stands, Su Qingyao and Zhao Jiajia sat together.

Zhao Jiajia was so excited she danced around: "Yaoyao, did you see that? Jiang Shen is amazing! Four world records! What kind of god is he?!"

Su Qingyao didn't speak, but just looked at Jiang Chen in the distance.

The fat guy she once rejected is now... standing at a height she can't even look up to.

"Yaoyao, do you think Jiang Shen can break the record again this afternoon?" Zhao Jiajia asked.

"...I think so," Su Qingyao said softly.

"Definitely!" Zhao Jiajia clenched her fist. "Jiang Shen is invincible! Invincible in studies, invincible in basketball, invincible in running! He's the perfect male god!"

The perfect male god...

Su Qingyao felt a pang of pain in her heart.

Once, this perfect male god belonged to her.

If she just nodded, she would be the one standing next to Jiang Chen now.

but……

She refused.

I pushed it open with my own hands.

"Yaoyao, what's wrong?" Zhao Jiajia noticed that her face looked off.

"It's nothing," Su Qingyao shook her head, "I'm just... a little tired."

She stood up: "I'm going back now."

"Huh? Not watching this afternoon?"

"I'm not watching anymore."

She was afraid that if she watched any longer, she would regret it and burst into tears on the spot.

Su Qingyao is gone.

Zhao Jiajia sighed as she watched her forlorn figure disappear into the distance.

My best friend seems to be in a pretty bad situation too?

……

Jiang Chen was completely unaware of these little incidents.

He was discussing with Tang Ruoxi what to have for lunch.

"The cafeteria has braised pork today," Tang Ruoxi said. "You should eat more. There's a basketball semi-final at noon, and another game this afternoon. You need to replenish your energy and recover your strength."

"Okay," Jiang Chen nodded, "You should eat more too, you have a competition tomorrow."

"I was just there to make up the numbers," Tang Ruoxi laughed. "It's good enough that I finished the race."

"That won't do," Jiang Chen said seriously. "You're the class monitor; you have to bring honor to the class."

"Okay," Tang Ruoxi smiled, "I'll do my best."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked toward the cafeteria.

In the sunlight, their shadows stretched long and were very close together.

Like the most beautiful version of youth.

[Ding! You have received +100 Amazing Points!]

Jiang Chen: ? ? ?

Who is this person who is captivated by his handsomeness?

Never mind, a profit is a profit.

"Let's go eat first! After we're full, we can continue pretending... oh no, continue the competition at 1 PM!"