Chapter 284 Gong Feiyu

Whether it was by chance or special fate, the scene exactly the same as when they first met suddenly awakened Wang Yan's memory.

A female leopard roared past her.

A hurricane rolled up and crushed the morning light.

Last time it was 7:30 in the evening, and now it is 6:30 in the morning. The same scorching heat is gradually fading, and the sky is dim.

A girl who was at least 185cm tall, wearing a pair of professional sports shorts and a tank top, rolled up a pair of well-proportioned and strong long legs like a hurricane.

The smooth thigh muscles tightened and contracted extremely every time he took a step.

When she stepped out, it was like a compressed spring, suddenly releasing huge kinetic energy, pushing her to sprint like a cheetah.

In just one breath, she rushed across the edge of the straight track, then slowed down, moved her body, and walked back slowly.

On the way back, she faced the rising sun, as if stepping on the morning light, retracing her steps step by step.

The slender, smooth, and perfect body contains extremely wild power. It moves slowly, but it is so elegant, leisurely, and calm.

The single ponytail danced in the sunlight, blurring out a patch of tiny light spots.

The last time, Wang Yan couldn't see clearly the girl's appearance under the glow of the rays and the afterglow of the setting sun, but the impact of strength and beauty was etched in his heart forever.

But now, she walked towards the light and finally let Wang Yan see her true appearance.

Two words are enough to describe: heroic!

Healthy wheat-colored skin, not white, but extremely smooth, with sweat beads dripping down in arcs.

The ancient Greek sculpture-like face, brow bones, nose bridge, lip line, everything is so sharp and angular, and majestic like a knife or axe.

She has a pair of clear black and white eyes and smooth long black hair. She should be a pure-blood Chinese girl, but her appearance has an inexplicable Mediterranean style, which is completely different from the popular Internet celebrities today.

Especially those eyes, which are much narrower and longer than ordinary people - not small, not the slit-like squinting eyes. On the contrary, they should be considered big eyes, but the height ratio is very special, which makes them appear narrow and long.

Phoenix eyes?

Probably something similar? !

Wang Yan is not sure, but he feels that the other person's eyes are very attractive, cold, sharp, and leering...

All in all, she is handsome and cool, and she looks like a very self-confident and very powerful woman.

"Her name is Gong Feiyu?"

"yes!"

Brother-in-law Song Chen nodded excitedly. He had never seen him be so enthusiastic about a woman.

"Brother, I've talked about her several times during the night chat in the dormitory. What did you hear?!"

What night don't you talk about girls?

Two new names pop up every now and then. Do you want to ask about them one by one? !

Young Master Wang was speechless. He glanced at the sand sculptures who were beaten to death and scolded: "Warm up well!"

Can you please stop being so embarrassed?

My eyes are almost burrowing into people’s clothes!

Just after he finished scolding, there was a snap, and the squirrel's feet went weak, and he threw himself on the ground.

"I'll go, buddy, are you okay?"

Everyone was shocked, and before they could help him, the squirrel immediately got up and kept running with his head lowered, waving his hands.

"It's okay, it's okay, uh, I just saw my brother, I didn't pay attention..."

Right, right, you fell down because of your buddy, it has nothing to do with the girl who came face to face!

Everyone pretended to believe it and watched as the squirrel waved and greeted the boy who rushed over: "Da Mo, brother is here!"

He was a thin boy with a shaved head and about 18cm tall. He was wearing Li-Ning sportswear, with a towel hanging around his neck and a pair of spikes in his hand. He walked very stylishly.

Dai Mo waved at Squirrel, but didn't reply. He raised his voice to say hello to Gong Feiyu.

"Sister Gong, morning!"

"Hello, morning."

Gong Feiyu nodded politely and responded with a smile.

The squirrel exaggeratedly covered his chest and whispered: "Oh my god, I'm dead! So crispy!"

Gong Feiyu's voice is low and sandy, but not a hoarse drake voice. It has a very sultry magnetism and is very pleasant to listen to.

The other sand sculptures all reacted in the same way. They stopped one by one with excitement and glanced at Gong Feiyu who was getting closer and closer.

Brother Daimo continued to chat with her.

"Sister Gong, you just came back and started training again?"

"Well, I'm used to it."

"Stay calm, the coach is always using you as a negative example, saying that if you hadn't been injured during extra practice, you would have definitely won the championship in this Universiade..."

"Oh, thank you."

"That's it, I won't disturb your practice. Hello, Teacher Wang! You're busy, I'll go see my friends."

Dai Mo waved to Gong Feiyu, bowed to the middle-aged coach, and slowly ran towards Wang Yan and his party.

Wang Jiao walked up to Gong Feiyu and started gesticulating and muttering something. Gong Feiyu still said very little and only nodded occasionally, but his expression was very focused.

The voice was so low that Wang Yan couldn't hear it clearly. After looking at it twice, he turned his attention back to Dai Mo.

Squirrel took his buddy and was the first to introduce him to Wang Yan: "Boss, this is my buddy, the sprinter Mo Xiaoyi who just entered the sports academy this year. We all call her Daimo. You can call me whatever you like!"

Before Wang Yan could say hello, classmate Dai Mo rushed up to him enthusiastically.

"Boss Wang, I've admired you for a long time! That record of falling on the back of a bridge is so awesome! It's been said among the freshmen in the Sports Academy that you come from a martial arts family. Is it true?"

Wang Yan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Where are there any martial arts families now? You really dare to think about it."

"I understand, I understand, the ancestral teachings, right?"

Dai Mo's face clearly showed disbelief, and he nodded with a smile. He didn't know where his mind was going.

The three major essences of human beings: Naobu, Lemon, Momaipi, and Daimo alone has two.

"MMP, Mouse, I told you a long time ago. Find an opportunity for me to get to know Brother Wang. I have been dragging it until now... So what, Brother Wang, how do you want to practice? Brother, tell me everything you know. !”

Split the sentence and tell the two of them. Wang Yan was about to respond, but Squirrel was the first to do so.

"Hey, silly dad, you know Gong Feiyu, can you bring her here to train us?!"

According to Mr. Wang's temper, if the younger brother dares to steal the words and is so unruly, he should be thrown into confusion on the spot.

But upon hearing Squirrel's suggestion, he immediately retracted his violent thoughts and smiled calmly.

Well, since you are thinking about the class and your proposal is beneficial to the collective honor, I will forgive you for now!

As a result, Dai Mo didn't bother to curl his lips and just pushed the squirrel back.

"Have your big spring and autumn dream! Sister Gong is the Women's 100-meter runner-up in the World University Games. She will definitely participate in a closed training camp next year to prepare for the Olympics. You can just invite me?!"

I go!

Is it that strong? !

Not only everyone was surprised, but Wang Yan was also a little surprised.

"Is it true? Why is there no movement at all, and we haven't heard about it?!"

"The Universiade has only been exposed to a certain extent...but if you look carefully for the news, there must be some."

Dai Mo's words were so conclusive that one had no choice but to believe them.

"Sister Gong has just come back not long ago. You haven't seen her before. She went to Yalong Bay for treatment. After recovering from her injuries, she can compete for an Olympic medal. She is the treasure of our school's sports center. You Ah, don’t worry about it now!”

"F*ck!" Ruyu was stunned, "What a shame!"

Song Chen followed up and asked, "Sister Gong is a sophomore, right? How old are you this year?"

"Junior year!"

Daimo corrected him immediately.

"But she should only be 18 years old. She started practicing sprinting in the third year of junior high school, and she was specially recruited in the second year of high school."

Dutch pea was shocked: "So young?! Wait a minute, what is your name, sister?"

Dai Mo curled his lips disdainfully: "For those who engage in competitive sports, results are everything, age and qualifications are nothing!"

Wang Yan's heart suddenly moved.

Gong Feiyu will be 19 years old next year, 23 years old at the 2020 Tokyo Olympics, and 27 years old at the 2024 Paris Olympics...

He immediately asked Daimo: "Brother, at what age do you sprinters reach their peak performance?"

Dai Mo always answered Wang Yan's questions, showing great respect.

"Brother Wang, according to the current research theory, the peak of black people is around 20-24 years old, and the peak of yellow people is a little later, between 24-28 years old... Of course, they are all approximate ranges, and the specifics will definitely be It varies from person to person.”

Let me go. According to this, Gong Feiyu is such a gold mine!

With a good image and outstanding achievements, as long as he wins an Olympic championship, he will immediately be worth more than Yao Yao!

Do you want to sign it? !

His thoughts turned to signing the contract, and he paused for a moment. Young Master Wang was stunned, and then he burst into laughter.

What are you thinking about?

Really!

Recently, I have been thinking about entertainment companies, and I can’t help but think a little biased. When I see the potential economic value, I want to dig it out, which is a bit crazy.

You just need a career to cover it up, not a career itself!

As a warning to himself, Wang Yan stopped thinking wildly and looked at Gong Feiyu with pure appreciation.

Glancing over...

Ugh, that's a lot of pressure.

A 185-year-old girl is really cruel!

Hey, by the way, let’s check how high it is specifically!

There was no data next to Gong Feiyu's face. Obviously, the last time Wang Yan scanned the city, the girl was not in Star City, so she was not on the list at all.

Otherwise, when we meet today, there will definitely be reminders floating around.

Throwing out 10,000 yuan in change, Gong Feiyu's data was immediately added to the list.

[Name: Gong Feiyu]

[Age: 18 years old (97.3.31)]

[Appearance: 95 points]

[Stage: 98 points (net height 183, measurements being calculated... the system has crashed)]

[Special: 92 points]

[Location: Star Master’s Playground]

Let me go, the total score is 285!

Ranked fourth in the entire Star City, second only to He Miaomiao’s 287 points!

And the place where she loses points is very strange.

[Appearance: She is not the type you admire most, but even if it is slightly different from your aesthetic, you still have to admit that she is amazingly beautiful]

[Shadow: The perfect combination of strength and beauty, but because the pressure is too strong, she is not the ultimate figure in your mind]

[Special: Year-round outdoor exercise, exposure to wind and rain, caused injuries to her skin and body. Even so, she still has special bonus points]

In other words, if it were a man with a flirtatious personality, Gong Feiyu might be a top beauty with perfect scores in all three categories in his eyes!

Well, turn around and see who is more fanatical about her.

As soon as Mr. Wang turned around, he immediately found three potential thieves - Song Chen, Song Shu, and Hu Liang.

Huh? !

Why is Ruyu so promising? !

Young Master Wang was becoming more and more lustful and asked Ruyu directly: "Do you like Gong Feiyu?"

Ruyu shook her head and laughed dryly: "I've seen a lot of Siberian tiger ladies, and I'm a bit familiar with this type... Who the hell can stand being beaten every day when I go home..."

Ruyu, you can do it!

Back to the topic.

All in all, Gong Feiyu is a bit...well, distant to the current Young Master Wang.

It's not just a matter of height.

Those sisters are very similar to Liu Li to a certain extent. They are all people with ideals, goals, and a lot of energy in their hearts.

In other words, most people who are worthy of respect are similar, but it is difficult for people to feel close to them.

Anyway, Wang Yan didn't have any intention of disturbing others, so it was better to enjoy it quietly.

"Okay, brothers, the warm-up is done. Let's start practicing immediately!"

Wang Yan clapped his hands and urged everyone to move, then turned around and asked Daimo: "Brother, we are here for sprinting. Where do we start?"

"I'll tell you some basic things first, and then get up and running. Let's slowly solve the problems in actual training, okay?!"

Dai Mo looked at him, he was actually very organized in the professional field. He brought the brothers together and taught him every detail.

"You have to be very focused!"

"Press down after kicking off the ground! Press down with strength!"

"Use your forward weight!"

"Pay attention to your body coordination during the journey and swing your arms more naturally!"

After three or five times, everyone finally formed a certain concept of the technical essentials, and running became much more natural.

Daimo clapped his hands and signaled everyone to try again.

"Come on, brothers, let's do a regular run. I'll check your watches to see how fast you are now and how much room there is for improvement. Try your best!"

"Okay, come on!"

Wang Yan, Chuan Wa, Wang Yihang, and Xiao Lei, four buddies who were going to run 100 meters, squatted on the edge of the track, waiting for Dai Mo to give the order.

No one wore spikes, and there were no starting blocks on the track, but everything still followed the rules.

In Daimo's terms, it is to develop a habit and use a sense of ritual to excite the mood, thereby stimulating muscle group tension.

"Get ready...run!"

After giving the order, Wang Yan jumped out like an arrow.

Sprinting requires not only agility, but also strength.

In fact, all individual sports that seem to be only related to speed, in terms of demand, require comprehensive quality. Individual sports are high but partial and cannot be played at all.

Mr. Wang's 79 points of strength, agility, and physique showed a very amazing effect.

Because there is no dynamic camera to capture the image, what you see with the naked eye is not intuitive. You can only compare it with the friends next to you——

Even so, Wang Yan was still at least three positions ahead of the fastest Chuanwa, and he maintained that lead all the way to the finish line.

After running an all-out 100 meters, Wang Yan only panted slightly. The remaining three buddies were not only breathing heavily like bellows, but their vests were soaked with sweat all over their bodies.

"Damn it! Brother Wang, you can really run?!"

Dai Mo was a little stunned, looked down at the stopwatch, and suddenly slapped his thigh in annoyance.

"Shit! I'm the starter and have to keep time. I didn't get it right!"

Wang Yan smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay. I have to continue practicing after all. Just try again."

"Okay, wait until I call a classmate to come over and borrow a whistle, and we can measure it accurately!"

Dai Mo was very curious about Wang Yan's true speed, so he proposed enthusiastically, and then immediately took out his mobile phone.

At this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from the side.

"Don't bother, I'll test it for you!"

Everyone turned around and saw Wang Jiao strolling over, staring at Wang Yan with bright eyes.

At the edge of the runway, Gong Feiyu stood quietly with his arms folded, his eyes also focused on Wang Yan with interest.

A pair of narrow phoenix eyes directly ignored Wang Yan's face, moved around his bare shoulders and arms, and quickly moved to his long legs.

Then go all the way down to your ankles.

Finally, he stopped on that ordinary pair of running shoes, his eyes filled with brilliance.

It was so difficult for me that I couldn’t say a word for several days. Don't raise a big brother, you can't raise a big brother.