My dream connects to three thousand years later.

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"Are you crazy!" Yuan Qiang wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

The look of disbelief and skepticism on his face was as if he'd seen someone find the Imperial Seal of the State and then choose to livestream smashing it to pieces—

Even if you sell the imperial seal, although it's illegal, he can understand.

But when you do something like refusing to become a track and field champion, he just thinks you have something wrong with your head!
"That's all for now, goodbye! Principal, see you next time! Counselor, don't forget what I asked you for before... And a few coaches, goodbye!" Chu Zhu took off running, extremely fast, like a gust of wind.

Yuan Qiang instinctively reached out, but missed. At that moment, his composure completely collapsed.

Zhang Song watched this scene, outwardly calm, but inwardly struggling to suppress the urge to laugh. He couldn't laugh… laughing here would ruin everything!
Having had all his previous plans thwarted, he now feels a sense of satisfaction seeing others encounter similar situations.

“It’s normal.” Li Quanyuan barely managed to keep his composure. In fact, if Yuan Qiang and the others hadn’t been there, he felt he might have laughed out of anger.

The main thing is that Chu Zhu's actions were really too strong... He broke the record, left the coach here, and ran off on his own. What's going on?

That's true, after all, he really showed that kind of talent... Talented people are amazing! But the problem is, Chu Zhu ran away, but he's still here...

Although Li Quanyuan was speechless, he still had to step in to smooth things over for the sake of the school's reputation: "Well, Chu Zhu's family background might be a bit... special, so becoming the champion might not mean much to him!"

"Perhaps it's precisely because of this idea that he's too lazy to train... After all, the training at the National Sports Bureau is, without a doubt, extremely arduous! Some people..." Li Quanyuan choked up as he spoke, and sighed with a wry smile, "Maybe they're just born to be God's favorites!"

His family background is so powerful that he doesn't care about winning the championship at all; his physical abilities are so strong that he could break the world record even without training...

This kind of person can only be described as a chosen one of heaven, right?

“But this…” Yuan Qiang could barely understand it at this moment, but understanding was one thing, how could he accept it?
"Principal! Principal Li!" Yuan Qiang gripped Li Quanyuan's hand tightly, his voice utterly sincere. "Is there really no other way? For example, could you try to persuade him... Or, could you tell me about his family? And then I could personally visit his parents to talk to them? Becoming a track and field champion isn't just about money!"

"This is the glory of the nation. It is also for myself, my family, and even my clan! It brings honor to my ancestors."

"I'll try my best in that regard." Li Quanyuan said with a smile, but inwardly he was cursing Yuan Qiang for grasping at straws. After all, judging from his previous behavior, Chu Zhu didn't seem like she would give him much face.

"Hey, Xiao Qian!" Li Quanyuan looked at the counselor, carefully choosing his words, "Could you please share Chu Zhu's contact information with the two coaches?"

"Okay, okay!" The counselor snapped out of her daze and nodded hurriedly. But her hand, which was sharing contact information, trembled slightly... Seriously? You really can become a track and field champion?
At the same time, on the other side.

Chu Zhu, who was contacting Lin Xia on his phone, raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, and then pressed the "accept" button to add her as a friend. He looked at the long messages sent by the two coaches almost simultaneously, pondered for a moment, and then made his decision…

He texted his friend: "The KFC near the school gate is on me!"

“Okay, Godfather!” Lin Xia quickly sent a picture of herself kneeling.

Nighttime at an internet cafe in Weinan.

Both of them turned on their phones!

"So you mean! You're nonchalant and don't care at all about becoming a track and field champion! And the two coaches, or rather, the bigwigs in the sports bureau, are begging you for everything!"

"That's how it is." Chu Zhu nodded casually, continuing to play the game while relentlessly attacking her terrible teammates.

"Just as I imagined and understood!" Lin Xia nodded in deep agreement, then gritted his teeth and slapped his thigh. "You really deserve to die! Putting on such a show... and you didn't even take me with you!" "Taking you with me? Not impossible!" Chu Zhu glanced at him. "I've got a cultivation method!"

"?"

"Hmm...would you dare drink nuclear wastewater?"

"????"

"What I mean is, I wasn't lying to you last time. Drinking that stuff really is a necessary step in cultivation!" Chu Zhu's fingers danced wildly across the keyboard. His unimaginable physical abilities and reflexes allowed him to make rapid progress in the game!

At this moment, he could even be described as 1v9!
Even under these circumstances, he was still able to maintain his dominance over all enemy units! He even had the leisure to send his terrible teammates to the Zaun orphanage one by one.

What exhilarating joy! Chu Zhu realized that he had already entered the realm of the Land-based Immortal!

"?!" Lin Xia was drenched in sweat, having made the difficult choice between becoming extraordinary and simply living. "Speaking of which, was this cultivation method developed by the Japanese?"

Lin Xia found it hard to imagine just how absurd the situation or environment must be for such a cultivation method to be born!

"Who knows?"

"Stop playing! The lottery draw is about to start." Lin Xia said quickly, staring at the time.

"Oh, oh, oh!" Chu Zhu nodded perfunctorily and continued to output as fast as she could.

Lin Xia: "..."

Okay! He had just finished fantasizing about Chu Zhu showing off in front of a bunch of big shots, and now it was his turn to experience Chu Zhu's undisguised "arrogance"...

Lin Xia had already realized that what she was experiencing was exactly the same as what those big shots were going through. What they valued most—the championship, the prize money—was something Chu Zhu didn't care about at all.

The only saving grace was that those big shots weren't very familiar with Chu Zhu, and Chu Zhu was too lazy to curry favor with them; he would just run away after chatting with them! And since they had a good relationship, there was no need to worry about Chu Zhu disappearing without a trace.

"Never mind! I'll see for myself." Then, Lin Xia began to wait anxiously.

Chu Zhu's stock information starts tomorrow, and Lin Xia has already borrowed 100,000 yuan from various channels.

It's natural for a college student to feel pressured after becoming in debt.

So if you actually win the lottery, you wouldn't need to take such a risky leveraged approach for your first winnings! And the initial investment would be much more than if you had used leverage!
then……

It's ten o'clock sharp.

Watching the lottery numbers fall one after another, Lin Xia's expression went from anticipation to shock, to anxiety, to despair, then to a glimmer of hope... and finally to utter bewilderment...

"To be honest!" Chu Zhu finished another game, lazily reclining in his gaming chair, sipping a glass of 1982 Coke, and glancing sideways at Lin Xia, who seemed frozen in place. "Your expression is more interesting than the lottery results. So..."

"Did you win?"

(End of this chapter)