Shenhao System: Nine trillion fell from the sky

Chapter 176 45 second 24!

At this point, Yang Jiahao no longer thinks about how to save his energy, but sprints at full speed.

His speed is getting faster and faster, as if he wants to lengthen time and shorten space.

The originally prepared two steps and one breath became four steps and one breath.

His lungs expanded and contracted violently, and every breath seemed to tell himself: I'm okay, I can do it faster!
  This is almost beyond what the average person can do.

"Huh? It turns out that you, too, are running slowly on purpose." Seeing Yang Jiahao suddenly speeding up, Feng Yihao's lips curled up. He lightly speeded up his pace slightly and followed Yang Jiahao.

"what?!!!"

Yang Jiahao was almost scared to death.

He had already used all his methods, but how could Feng Yihao still be able to keep up?
  No, keep accelerating!
  Yang Jiahao gritted his teeth and accelerated forward with all his strength. But no matter how fast he ran, Feng Yihao followed him closely like a piece of candy that was hard to get rid of.

No matter how fast he ran, Feng Yihao always followed him at a slight distance.

Can't get rid of it no matter what.

Yang Jiahao even felt for a moment that a ghost was following him.

This ghost was riding on his neck. No matter how fast he ran, the ghost was always only a few centimeters away from him.

No matter how hard I try, I can't get rid of it.

too frightening.

Yang Jiahao is about to collapse.

[How is this possible? I have eaten our family’s secret recipe. How can he still keep up? Does he also have a secret recipe passed down from his family? 】

The thought of inner collapse trembled in Yang Jiahao's mind, but his footsteps did not relax at all. Sprint hard towards the finish line.

【no problem, no problem. The distance of 1cm is also a gap, as long as I can be faster than him. Then by 0.01 seconds, I also won. There is only one place to participate in the audit league this time, as long as I am 1cm faster than him. I can win! 】

While comforting himself, Yang Jiahao clenched his fists and continued to accelerate, as if he concentrated all his strength on his legs and continued to run hard.

Sprint!

The last 100 meters, entering the sprint phase!
  Although he had the bonus of a family secret recipe, Yang Jiahao still felt that his physical strength was almost at its limit. But he couldn't slow down, not at all!
  He quickly moved his tongue around in his mouth.

While his brain still retained the last trace of clarity, he quickly moved his tongue around in his mouth. Try to absorb and distribute the medicinal power endowed by the secret recipe as much as possible. Even though it made him feel sick to his stomach, he couldn't care less.

Because of this, in the last 100m, not only did he not slow down, but he went a few minutes faster.

He no longer cared about Feng Yihao, who was following behind him.

During intense sprinting, the body consumes oxygen rapidly, and the original aerobic exercise has turned into anaerobic exercise.

And the brain's supply also decreases.

The logic of thinking can no longer keep up with that.

At this moment, all his energy was focused on the finish line.

The finish line, the finish line that symbolizes victory and honor.

He has only one thought, that is the end!
  Get over it!
  And he did.

Bang!
  Like a ball of cotton hitting his chest, Yang Jiahao felt the red finish line on the finish line soften in his chest.

It's the end!
  He has finally arrived!
  Almost using up his last bit of strength, Yang Jiahao stopped out of breath, his eyes fixed on the second hand on the screen in front of him.

46 second 14!

It was only one second away from tying the national record!
  Yang Jiahao jumped up with excitement.

It's his best score ever.

It has exceeded his previous performance, and this result can definitely create a provincial record in Jiangcheng City, no, in Sichuan and Chongqing Province!
  awesome!
  Yang Jiahao was jumping with excitement. He seemed to have seen the coach put the bright five-star red flag on him, and then walked around the stadium, showing off his heroic appearance.

If he can continue to maintain this speed, he will definitely be able to reach first place even in the provincial league. Next is the national team game.

If he can still reach the current level in the national team competition, let alone a second-level athlete, he will definitely be a national first-level athlete.

Even if this is a world-class 400-meter running record, I can hope to reach it!
  This feeling of extraordinary performance is simply addictive! Yang Jiahao was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

"Coach, what's going on over there, coach? Why don't you come over? Why don't you put the flag on me?"

Yang Jiahao wiped the tears from his eyes and looked up. Sure enough, the coach was already walking towards here holding the national flag.

My results have completely exceeded the coach’s expectations!
  Yang Jiahao even wanted to laugh out loud. This time, I can no longer compete even in my original school. It seems that I want to blackmail my father once and let him transfer me to the national team.

But when Yang Jiahao stretched out his hand to take the national flag...

The coach's actions were like a bucket of cold water pouring mercilessly on the fire of his passion.

Yang Jiahao's eyes widened and he stared at the coach closely, trying to find a flaw in his expression, a hint of unnatural expression. But the coach's face was only calm and serious, as if he had made a perfectly normal decision.

Coach him and put the national flag on Feng Yihao!

what's the situation? !

Yang Jiahao was immediately stunned.

He looked at the screen to the side. Above his own score, an incredible score appeared - Feng Yihao, time: 45 seconds 24!

There is only a thin line between breaking the national record!
  Yang Jiahao's heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder, making him almost unable to breathe. He looked at the coach again, his eyes full of confusion and unwillingness.

"Is this...really?" His voice was so weak that he could barely hear it.

No one answered, only the red flag draped on Feng Yihao fluttering in the wind!
  Yang Jiahao's mentality is about to collapse!
  For a moment, he was like a beast pushed to the limit, with anger and despair flashing in his eyes.

Yang Jiahao clenched his fists tightly, his bones creaking, as if he wanted to vent all his strength, but it was to no avail. His heart was full of injustice and unwillingness, as if he had been cut to pieces with a thousand knives, making him miserable.

You know, this time can be said to be his best performance ever.     46 seconds 14!

This result definitely set a new record in the city.

With a little training, it is entirely possible to break the national record.

Even if he does not continue to break records, but maintains this result, he will definitely become a national first-class athlete.

But even so, this result is actually a little slower than Feng Yihao.

Yang Jiahao is not convinced!

The dissatisfaction in his heart was like a fire, burning in every cell in his body.

If Feng Yihao defeated himself with absolute crushing strength. Yang Jiahao's mentality may be a little better.

But the problem now seems that the difference is less than one second.

Not even a body.

Such a subtle difference cannot even be distinguished by the naked eye. It requires a machine to identify who is faster and who is slower.

It's also disgusting.

It's like queuing up to grab the latest cell phone.

As a result, when it was your turn, the person in front bought everything, but you didn't.

I could only stare at the empty counter in a daze.

You said you can not collapse?

What is this for? This is totally torture.

"Classmate Yang Jiahao, your performance this time is really outstanding. Your results have broken the city's record. This is what we all have seen. You have done your best, and this is enough. You must continue to work hard and with your With your strength, you will definitely become a dark horse in future track and field competitions, making all of us look up to you with admiration." The coach briefly comforted Yang Jiahao, and then turned to Feng Yihao.

"Student Feng Yihao, although you also broke the city record, your results this time are really a pity. If you could react a little faster when you start, you could be more stable in the middle, and a little slower when sprinting. If you go a little faster, you can definitely break the national record. Although our competition is not large in scale, there are authoritative notaries present. If you can break the national record this time, you can directly apply to the country to become a first-class athlete. ." The coach lamented endlessly.

Feng Yihao just smiled lightly and said nothing.

Setting a national record and becoming a first-level athlete is not difficult for Feng Yihao. But again, this is not the purpose of his competition.

He came to participate in the competition this time mainly to give Lao Li some face. After three years of getting along, he felt that his relationship with Lao Li was good enough, and he couldn't leave without doing anything to Lao Li that would make him look bad.

So, he tried a little harder during the game, but in fact, he didn't try his best.

But even if it was released like this, it still set a new city record. If it broke out with all its strength, it would be okay.

I am afraid that the world record is not enough for Feng Yihao to break.

If this is true, the country or some scientific madmen will definitely pay attention to Feng Yihao, and even want to capture him and study him carefully.

When he thought of this, Feng Yihao couldn't help but feel dizzy. He didn't want to be too showy when it came to competitions, especially in areas where he wasn't very good.

As long as you can win the first place in a low-key manner, that's enough. Being low-key is the best way to show off.

Therefore, no matter what the occasion, he always maintained a calm attitude and dealt with it indifferently.

However, almost everyone present looked on the verge of grinning from ear to ear in surprise. They looked at Feng Yihao dumbfounded, as if they had seen an incredible miracle.

"Oh my god, Feng Yihao actually won the first place and broke the city record. This is amazing." Lan Shumin was so surprised that her jaw almost dropped.

He knew that Feng Yihao was a rich man and spent money like water, but he never thought that Feng Yihao could have such strong potential in sports competitions.

It turns out that Feng Yihao is not an ignorant rich second generation, but really capable.

45 second 24!

Even if Lan Shumin doesn't pay attention to sports, she still knows that this result is very impressive.

"Shumin, did you only know that Feng Yihao ran so fast today?" Shu Shenyu was also surprised and asked curiously after seeing the confused Lan Shumin.

"Yes, although Feng Yihao and I were classmates in high school, to be honest, I had basically no impression of him during those three years because he had always been very low-key. It wasn't until the last class reunion that I realized that his family background was quite good. Okay, he is also very responsible in dealing with people. As for his talent in running, this is really the first time I know about it." Lan Shumin said with admiration.

"It's amazing. Although I didn't know that he was talented in running, I have seen him play basketball. His basketball skills are very good. Those professional basketball players who have been playing basketball for many years can't beat him. By the way, it is said that he is in One of our classmates also played the piano at the birthday party. He played the piano very well. He was called the piano prince." Shu Shenyu added.

Lan Shumin's moment of surprise was like a prairie fire, burning in her heart that was originally only influenced by words and art. She never thought that Feng Yihao, a wealthy but low-key man, had talent in sports that was just the tip of the iceberg of his many abilities!
  Lan Shumin has witnessed Feng Yihao's style in basketball games with his own eyes. He is like a tiger descending from the mountain. Whether it is dribbling or layup, his movements are so clean and neat, so free and easy. However, that's just the tip of the iceberg of his many talents. He can actually play the piano.

That's playing the piano.

Piano is called an aristocratic art for a reason.

On the one hand, it requires a lot of time investment and repeated practice. On the other hand, it requires the guidance of professional teachers and your own outstanding talent.

All three are indispensable.

The underlying logic of these three is to have money, time, and resources.

But the problem is that if they have enough money, enough time, and enough resources, most people will choose to enjoy life instead of working hard to learn piano.

You must know that the beginner stage of piano learning is very boring.

Even the famous music master Dodofen once polished his fingers to pieces while training on the piano.

Therefore, countless wealthy children are proud to own a piano of their own, and countless noble ladies from aristocratic families are proud to be able to play a few elegant pieces of music.

But those people just use the piano as a tool to decorate their appearance. They have never truly understood the charm of the piano, and they have never truly appreciated the beauty of the piano.

As for Feng Yihao, the time, energy and financial resources he spent on learning piano were enough for him to stand out in any field. He not only has the best teacher guidance, but also has endless patience and perseverance. His piano skills are undoubtedly the best embodiment of his noble temperament from the inside out.

This boy, who already has such a profound family background, is still willing to spend a lot of time and energy learning such elegant skills. This kind of spirit, this kind of resilience, Lan Shumin asked herself that she didn't have it, and it was also what she yearned for.

(End of this chapter)