Chapter 286 Pushing the Envelope

"What did you eat growing up?!"

Wang Jiao looked at the physical test data in his hand tangledly and asked an extremely nonsensical question.

Wang Yan was startled, a little bit dumbfounded.

"Just develop normally! What, are the data okay?"

"It's not just possible!"

Coach Wang, who had a straight temper and could even be called ignorant of the world, blew his beard and stared, shaking the thin piece of paper in his hand.

"I've been doing sports for so many years, and I've never seen you like this!"

"Can I see it?"

Wang Yan reached out for his watch, and Wang Jiao handed it over directly, muttering angrily: "You can't understand anything!"

Take it over and take a look...

Uh, I really don’t understand.

"Modern kinesiology is a subject with a lot of knowledge and high technology. Do you think I can just give you a few numbers after taking a test for you?"

In the past hour, Wang Yan followed the requirements and made various tossings. In the end, he didn't know what he was testing.

Now looking at the results, there are dozens of indicators.

A few indicators that can be understood, such as——

Lower limb length/height, vital capacity/weight, 60-meter start, standing triple jump, bench press, etc.

The majority of people can't understand it.

Clayto index, ATP-CP power, association rule confidence, support...

Maggier's, the more I looked at it, the more confused I became.

Young Master Wang could only ask humbly: "Can you explain it to me?"

Wang Jiao's words almost knocked Wang Yan off his feet.

"Actually, normally you only need to test 8 items. I think your physical condition is a bit scary, so I tested you with all the test items. I can't understand a lot of the data."

faint!

Can you be more reliable? !

Wang Yan was completely speechless for the middle-aged fat man. With his emotional intelligence and ability to deal with things, no wonder he couldn't become a leader!

But Fatty Wang didn't realize it and enthusiastically pulled Wang Yan to spit.

"I'm telling you, Xiao Wang, you are a genius, really, a genius!"

"In all my years of doing sports, I have never seen anyone more comprehensive and balanced than you!"

"What a big trough!"

"60-second sprint 7.22, bench press 80 kilograms 47 times, standing broad jump 3.13 meters..."

"You can get good results in any event by just practicing!"

"Static strength is A, explosive power is A, neural reflexes are A, agility is A, general endurance is A, special endurance is A... You have all A's in more than a dozen data!"

Wang Yan tried his best to avoid spitting, and asked weakly: "Can you be more specific? What level is A?"

Wang Jiao was a little impatient and continued to spit: "A single A is ordinary excellence, but all A's are a fucking pervert!"

After a while of nonsensical mumbling, Wang Yan finally understood.

In modern sports, it is often commented that a certain athlete's physical fitness is top-notch across the board, but when it comes to testing, the limits of each segmented data are different.

For example, the maximum bench press record in compound sports is set by Justin in the NFL, with 51 bench presses of 102 kilograms.

But the maximum weight of a single bench press is 495 kilograms, a record set by strongman athlete Tiny Meeker.

No one in rugby, basketball, soccer, ice hockey and other multi-sport sports can push that heavy.

O'Neal and James, who are known for their strength, had to be crushed when they went up.

However, the speed, agility, and reflexes of strongman Tiny Meeker are simply terrible compared to Old Man Zhan.

If Bolt is taken out again, any Scud in the basketball, rugby or football leagues will have to kneel down and sing "conquer".

The NBA and NFL are monster fields with top-notch overall qualities but no limit in any individual aspect.

Wang Yan is a small monster.

"The scariest thing is that you haven't practiced anything!"

"And only 18 years old!"

"Six test age groups, you are the best among the 16-18 group!"

"178! You are only 178 tall!"

"Seventy kilograms! You are a standard body type and a lightweight!"

"Holy shit, shit, shit!"

"Grow in another two years, grow to 181, and enter your peak period at the age of 24. You can win the Olympic championship!"

"Maggier, what should I ask you to practice so as to minimize waste?"

Fatty Wang was thinking about it like he was mentally ill, almost going crazy.

Wang Yan's family knew about his family affairs and silently complained: The key problem is, I can't grow up...

The height and measurements revealed by cheating are a dream during the growth period, and they don’t even exist during the peak period...

Of course, there is a high possibility that intermediate attribute modifiers will appear in the mall again, but God knows when that will be.

Based on his current strength alone, Wang Yan does not have the ability to win any championships.

Well, maybe football and boxing are the exceptions?

The former requires technology, vision, and overall view, which is exactly matched with 79 points of intelligence.

The latter requires skill, courage, reflexes, and calmness, which happen to be Wang Yan's strengths.

only……

How hard does it take for you to think so hard that you would leave the good work of Shenhao alone and get involved in those things?

Okay, I got the physical test data anyway, let’s run away!

Wang Yan immediately made up his mind and said goodbye to Professor Wang: "Coach, thank you for your help. I have a professional class soon, so I'll leave first!"

"Hey, don't! What's the point of your classes? Come on, practice sports with me and win the championship, how about that?!"

Fatty Wang licked his face and pulled Wang Yan's arm, begging softly.

Wang Yan directly enlarged his move: "No, there are billions of pocket money waiting for me to spend. Think about it carefully, are you making things difficult for others?"

Fatty Wang was choked to the point of being unable to speak a word. After a long while, he waved his hands dejectedly.

"Okay, you go to class..."

The fat face was so wrinkled that it almost made anyone sad when he heard it, and shed tears when he saw it.

But there was no way Wang Yan could agree to Fatty Wang's proposal.

It is not shameful for Shenhao to play sports, but to win the championship and expose his extraordinary characteristics to the public eye, what is the purpose?

After waving goodbye and walking out of the gymnasium, Mr. Wang was in a good mood.

It turns out that the overall quality of 79 points is so awesome!

Tiny Meek's Strength attribute should be 95, at least.

Wang Yan had a strength of 79 points and a maximum bench press weight of 200 kilograms. He showed signs of exhaustion twice and was only 40% of his limit record of 495 kilograms.

The data is not very good, but when compared horizontally, among all the boys in the hospital, only a few who practice weightlifting and shot put can bench press more than 200KG.

Of course, bone density and muscle strength, which fall under the category of physical fitness, also play a huge role in this.

Comprehensive strength is never determined by a single attribute.

With 79 points in all attributes, it is far from non-human, but among contemporary college students and even normal adults, it is definitely at the 0.1% level.

Unfortunately, no championship can be won in any event.

But think about it from another perspective - you can reach the top in any project without any obstacles.

It’s so in line with Shen Haowang’s wishes, so cool!

He went to class happily, and then the idiots kept questioning Gong Feiyu.

"Brother Wang, do you want to go to WeChat?"

Wang Yan was speechless: "It's our first time meeting, why do I need someone's WeChat account?"

"Let's talk! We happen to be having special training, wouldn't it be nice to invite him to be a coach?!"

"Don't we have Dai Mo?"

"Damn!" Squirrel was the first to betray his brother, "If it were Gong Feiyu, who the hell would know who Dai Mo is?!"

A man with spring hair cannot hold back...

Wang Yan was too lazy to pay attention to them, and lowered his head to read and do his homework.

Now he is taking a high-level mathematics class. The focus of his freshman year is calculus. Wang Yan has already taught himself partial differential equations.

On the stage, the teacher only talked about derivatives: "The quotient of the differential of a function and the differential of the independent variable is equal to the derivative of the function. Therefore, the derivative is also called the derivative."

Provoking a burst of laughter.

Micro-business is quite funny, and now is the time when it is developing in full swing.

But mathematics is not funny, but makes me cry.

A group of scumbag students had completely given up on advanced mathematics. Their scalps went numb as they watched Wang Yan write down neat lines of calculations in their homework books.

"Brother Wang, do you really want to go to heaven... Hey, does Gong Feiyu like boys with good academic performance?"

"Damn it, is it possible?! Don't they say that the more you lack something, the more you like it?!"

"That's right! You don't have to find a boyfriend who is into sports. Your strengths can't be complemented!"

"Is it too late for me to start working hard now?"

"What are you working hard for? Trying hard not to fail the exam?!"

"Hush! Stop talking nonsense and be serious. Tell me, boss, did you just get frustrated by Gong Feiyu, so that's why you study hard?"

"Ruyu, congratulations on finding your blind spot!"

"That's right! He didn't run away!"

"Wow, we finally have a woman who can't deal with Brother Gou to vent our anger on our behalf. Hey, why am I so happy?!"

"Hehehehe...I understand you!"

It starts again and it starts again!

Wang Yan is quite convinced by these idiots, really.

Whenever a beautiful woman appears in the discussion center, basically within three days, the popularity will definitely not go down.

He Miaomiao was like this at the beginning. Only when the heat was gone did Gong Feiyu pick up the gear again.

Anyway, their mouths are definitely not empty.

Hey, man!

The young master sneered, filled in the solved numbers in his homework book, and then wrote a few lines casually.

He Miaomiao, 287.

Gong Feiyu, 285.

Yu Qiuli, 277.

Lu Yitian, 270.

Liu Li...266.

If you don’t compare, you don’t know. If you compare, you will be shocked.

Those two perverts' scores are really terrifyingly high.

Wang Yan couldn't help but murmur to himself: Could it be that I was destined to be a star master for them?

As soon as I finished complaining, my phone buzzed and a WeChat message popped up.

A quick look, He Miaomiao.

Halo, are you driving the Cao Cao template? !

Did you arrive as soon as you said it?

I opened my phone and looked at the message. It was a video link, followed by an emoticon of "Hahahahaha" with arms akimbo.

In class, without wearing headphones, Wang Yan didn't click on the video and asked the other person: "???"

He Miaomiao quickly replied: "Open it and take a look! Are you surprised? Are you surprised?!"

So noisy?

Young Master Wang finally raised his curiosity, turned around and took out his headphones from his backpack, plugged them in, and clicked on the video.

I didn't even see the image at the beginning. It was just after the intro of "Victory" and the first sound of the heavy drum beat, which made my hair stand up in fear.

At the same time as the BGM exploded, a big fat man was hit hard on the floor. While the screen was shaking, a shock wave effect accompanied by the light and shadow created in the later period swept across the screen at a very fast speed and finally destroyed the screen.

Amidst the increasingly passionate music, the video title roars out of the darkness with special effects——

High energy explosion! Real shot of a college student killing a group of strong men in seconds!

Well versed in the essence of UC’s self-media to attract attention.

Without reading any further, Wang Yan knew what was going on - the last time He Miaomiao confiscated the video, Xiao Niangpi had stolen it and secretly kept a copy!

Just save it and cut out a copy of the video? !

It’s such a shame, you’re afraid I won’t be famous, right? !

Young Master Wang was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he wished he could immediately pull He Miaomiao over, hang him upside down and slap him angrily one hundred and eleven times.

Thirty-six strikes of Tiangang, seventy-two strikes of Earthly Evil, two strikes of Heaven and Earth, Dragon and Tiger, and one strike of Golden Lotus, the raging fire seed.

But looking at the video, Wang Yan couldn't help but admire it.

He Miaomiao, you can do it!

It’s just a title sequence, I’ll give you 99 points so I won’t be proud of you!

He was the first to impress, creating an extremely arrogant, fierce, hot-blooded and high-burning temperament.

The subsequent feature film did not use any frivolous special effects. It was completely presented with original materials, but the editing was very clever and combined with the BGM seamlessly.

Wang Yan is seen moving step by step in the picture, lifting his knees, whipping his legs, hitting his elbows...

The movements were cut cleanly, and between the advance and retreat, a kind of invincible master's demeanor rushed over his face. That kind of ease and ease, he was so handsome that he almost fell into the water.

Especially the set of movements where the big spinning leg is split in the air and then stepped on, it uses several materials, cut together at more than 300 degrees, and the most exciting part in the middle is still in slow motion for two seconds...

The thief is so exciting!

When I landed, I didn't stand firm. I knelt on one knee and held up with one hand. In fact, I collapsed due to the movement.

But no one realized at the time that He Miaomiao's video had been beautified again...

Damn it!

Pretend to beep like the wind, always by my side!

Under the exaggeration of BGM, the wild bark at that moment when you raise your head from the ground directly activates a super power-glaring at whoever is pregnant!

Those little eyes were so catchy that Wang Yan himself felt his scalp numb just looking at him.

Was he that handsome back then? !

In fact, the video definition is not enough and cannot be compared with real close-up shooting in a movie. However, in the picture, Wang Yan's overall aura and the look in his eyes at that moment did convey a kind of pressure.

Immediately afterwards, comes the climax of the whole film.

Falling from the back while crossing the bridge at the extreme limit!

The close-up here is still several materials cut together, but there are no superfluous special effects.

It seems that the impact is slightly worse, but the realism is super strong, especially after the background sound is added with live exclamations, it makes people feel immersed and shocked.

Immediately afterwards, the whole audience fell into silence. The wild man grabbed the fat guy's head, took a look, and gently pushed it away...

The buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a little bit of his chest and collarbone...

He lowered his head slightly and breathed slightly...

Murderous eyes...

The video suddenly went black and ended abruptly.

Stopping right at the climax of the music, the last line of the harmony chanting "victory" ends, and the BGM ends.

Is this the end?

Before Wang Yan could react, a roar suddenly burst out from the silent darkness: "Stop it!"

Shocked.

This is the only time the original vocals of Wild Woof appear, and the video truly ends here.

I go!

He Miaomiao, you are awesome!

Young Master Wang has seen a lot of big scenes. He just watched a video and actually got goosebumps all over his body...

Moreover, it is a scene that I have experienced personally as the protagonist!

It can be seen how excellent the videos made by He Miaomiao are.

But why don’t you use it in the right place? !

After waking up from the shock, Wang Yan became angrier as he thought about it and sent a direct threat.

"Hurry up and wash your hands. Just wait!"

(Slightly!)

He Miaomiao first sent an expression with her tongue sticking out and making a face, and then a line of words.

"I haven't posted the video on the public platform yet, now I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language!"

Wang Yan was overjoyed.

Now is his period of dormancy and gathering momentum, and the young master really doesn’t want to stand out too much, especially in this way.

Since it hasn’t been sent out, everything can be discussed!

"Your Highness, I am your guardian knight, personal butler, driver and bodyguard, male favorite, and little wolfdog. In short, I am anything. What are your orders?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He Miaomiao was lying on the bed in the dormitory, patting the pillow, her calves fluttering wildly, and she was so happy that she seemed to hold the whole world in her hands.

After laughing wildly for a while, she started typing.

Type a line, delete it, type another line, delete it again.

It took a while before he could think of a noble and reserved response.

"Come pick me up at noon and go out to eat. I'm not the kind of person who tries to push myself too far. With friends, everything is negotiable, right?"

"Of course, as you wish~"

Mr. Wang replied in six words concisely and concisely, with a tilde in it. He threw the phone away and gritted his teeth and sneered.

Pushing the envelope?

Wait!

I’ll give you half a foot right away!

I was originally a kind-hearted and kind-hearted person, but if you don't seek death, you won't die. Since you don't understand, I have to teach you personally...