A dating guide turned into being surrounded by female ghosts?

The crowd was filled with joy.

Perhaps they've been in the spotlight too much.

This immediately attracted the attention of the girls in the stands.

They were just watching this match.

A few bolder girls, looking at Lin Yue's face, even walked over directly, wanting to ask for his WeChat.

Only the prettiest girl carefully examined Lin Yue's entire body.

Face, 8 out of 10.

Body shape: 9/10

Family background...

Judging from his clothes, he doesn't wear any top-tier designer brands, so he's probably not from a wealthy or official family.

Let's go for three points then.

As for the PE student who kept peeking at him, his conditions were even less comparable.

The girl pondered silently for a moment, then gracefully walked away with her best friend.

Everyone has different ideas.

For example, He Yifei was so angry that his teeth were itching when he saw Lin Yue surrounded by so many girls.

But he was powerless to do anything about it.

In the end, he could only look at Lin Yue, his gaze piercing, as if he were watching the First Emperor's procession pass by, and like an ancient overlord, he whispered, "He can be replaced!"

Song Jiale pushed up his glasses.

He silently uttered two words.

"nerve."

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The matter is over.

The students from the two universities separated.

Yuan Jinglong was on his way back with his classmates.

Seeing his dejected expression, someone suddenly said, "Old Yuan, should we talk to the coach about Lin Yue? After all, his talent... is quite terrifying. Maybe the coach wants to poach him?"

Unexpectedly, Yuan Jinglong suddenly perked up and solemnly declared to everyone, "No! You can't say anything! Nobody is allowed to say a word!"

The others exchanged bewildered glances. "Why?"

Yuan Jinglong gritted his teeth and said, "That guy surnamed Lin is too damn talented. If he comes to our school... we're all track and field athletes, will the coaches and the school still give us any resources?!"

The others suddenly realized what was going on.

Competitive sports may seem very simple, requiring only one person's effort and talent.

But in reality, an athlete needs a lot of resources to succeed, including coaching resources, nutritional resources, medical resources, competition resources, and so on.

And if they recommend Lin Yue...

Not only do they not gain any benefit themselves, but they also...

On the contrary, it will reduce the opportunities for people like us.

In that case, it's best to keep it a secret.

After a brief discussion, the group decided to keep Lin Yue's existence a secret.

They were afraid that the school would find out that right next door there was a monster who, without any training, could rival a national athlete simply through his talent.

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It was afternoon.

The group of students returned to the Chengnan Sports School.

Each with their own thoughts, they continued with the rigorous training program.

However, Ma Yuan, who is both a coach and a teacher, immediately noticed that Yuan Jinglong, the team's senior player, was not in good condition.

My legs felt weak and my vital signs were far below normal.

It was as if they had suffered some major blow.

My energy and spirit have completely dissipated.

Even after being reminded several times, there was still no sign of improvement.

Finally, Ma Yuan couldn't hold back any longer and called Yuan Jinglong over, asking sternly, "Jinglong, what's wrong with you? Why are you so different from usual?"

Yuan Jinglong naturally refused to tell the truth.

He stammered, "N-nothing, I'm just feeling a little unwell."

The experienced Ma Yuan immediately recognized that he was lying.

But he didn't press further. Instead, he reminded me, "Take care of your health and go back to training."

Yuan Jinglong nodded and returned to his unit.

Wait until training is over.

Ma Yuan secretly stopped one of his teammates and pressured him, saying, "Xiao Chen, you hang out with Jinglong every day, tell me the truth, what did he do today?"

It wasn't like this yesterday.

Something must have happened today.

The team member initially refused to recount what he had seen and heard that day.

But Ma Yuan only secretly called out to him, knowing that the boy's mental defenses were weak. So after saying a few more harsh words, the boy couldn't withstand the pressure and said, "That's right, that's right, he lost the race against someone from another school today."

Ma Yuan's brow twitched, and he quickly pressed for an answer.

"Lost? Which school were you from?"

"Nancheng University".

Nancheng University?

"What does it look like?"

This person remembered Yuan Jinglong's previous instructions, so he deliberately described him in the opposite way: "Not tall, very dark-skinned, with a buzz cut, small eyes, flat nose..."

Then... that shouldn't be it.

Nancheng University is too far from Huailou Street.

It takes several hours just to get around by car.

Moreover, his appearance is wrong; it doesn't match the image of the boy from that night at all.

Ma Yuan relaxed considerably. "What's wrong? Was that student running really fast?"

"Yeah! Coach, you didn't see it, he's a pure genius! Although, although Jinglong isn't in particularly good form, he can still outrun him, really, a pure genius!" This person even added a few words to help Yuan Jinglong.

Ma Yuan laughed and said, "Alright, so what if you were in bad form and lost once? I thought it was a big deal. Remember this lesson, never be arrogant. Our country is huge, with over a billion people, there's bound to be a few oddballs."

Besides, since they are students from other universities, he wouldn't go to such lengths to poach them just because of a rumor.

After offering a few words of comfort.

Ma Yuan let the guy go.

Then I was left all alone again.

Ma Yuan took out a cigarette, lit it, and put it in his mouth. Remembering the question he had just asked, he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.

Is talent strange?

These young people are still too inexperienced.

If they had seen that genius boy who had vanished without a trace that night in Huai Lou Street.

I doubt they would use such frivolous words then.

Because no matter how talented someone is, they can never defeat that boy from that night.

Even now, Ma Yuan still vividly remembers that stunning figure.

Those almost frantic steps, those legs that seemed to be struggling for survival.

Every step felt like walking on the edge of a cliff, every step felt like being torn apart by hyenas from behind.

It was as if if he were even a step slower, he would die on the spot.

Moreover, he could maintain that high speed, running continuously for several kilometers without getting exhausted.

Whether it's explosive power or endurance.

They are all almost flawless.

Even for someone like myself who has trained countless athletes.

One can't help but sigh.

In this world, there truly exist those super geniuses who, with just one glance, can make people abandon all motivation to move forward; their legs house the god of sprinting.

That's why, ever since that night, he's become much less enthusiastic about the kids in the team.

It's a pity.

That boy didn't seem to be from the Chengnan Sports School.

He had searched every department—track and field, swimming, gymnastics, table tennis, and so on—but still couldn't find the child.

It felt like having a mountain of gold right in front of him, but he had lost the key.

I'm so disappointed I could cry.

After thinking for a long time, a sense of resentment began to rise in my heart.

Finally, Ma Yuan suddenly stubbed out the cigarette he hadn't finished smoking.

He threw it on the ground and stomped on it several times.

A hint of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes.

No! We still need to look!

It's not enough to just look within our own school.

We should also look into other schools, including high schools and junior high schools, because maybe those students look more mature.

In short, the child must be in a school near Huailou Street.

This can't be wrong!