147: Chapter 147: Scramble 147: Chapter 147: Scramble Zhou Jie looked at Dong Jian, hesitated for a moment, then recognized him.
The Provincial Sports Committee?
What are they doing here?
Looking for someone?
Who?
Following the direction Dong Jian pointed, Zhou Jie understood in the next moment.
Oh, they’re after Zhang Fan?
When people around heard this, their expressions shook as well.
Shit, someone from the Provincial Sports Committee came personally for Zhang Fan?
Damn, this guy is gonna make it big.
Who doesn’t know about the Provincial Sports Committee?
Anyone who gets in there, even if they don’t reach splendid heights, is at least a hundred times better off than going to an ordinary university.
Alluring benefits, not to mention the huge prize money from participating in various sports events, and if you manage to win some championship or something, you get on the news, on TV.
And later on, even if you’re no longer an athlete, wherever you go, people fight over you.
Most importantly, if you’re good-looking, you might even become a celebrity.
There’s no shortage of athletes who’ve transitioned to stardom halfway through their careers.
Damn it, why is Zhang Fan so damn lucky?
Before long, both people from the First and the Second High School were consumed with envy.
Fuck, this kid just ran a marathon, and didn’t even finish it yet, and he’s drawn the Provincial Sports Committee here?
Especially considering that the school beauty, Ye Xuan, was his girlfriend, in an instant, everyone was wailing.
Why is there such a big difference between people?
Zhou Jie’s face couldn’t be more radiant.
Shit, the Provincial Sports Committee coming personally to recruit someone, how face-giving is this?
You see, when the Provincial Sports Committee wants to pick an athlete, they usually scout them young.
At eighteen, it’s hardly possible anymore.
Because at this age, their growth potential has reached a certain bottleneck, far from the rapid development of fourteen or fifteen-year-olds.
“Alright, hehe, once Student Zhang Fan is finished, you can have a chat with him,” Zhou Jie said.
Someone beside Dong Jian shouted impatiently, “What’s taking so long, hurry up and get him over here, this marathon, even our people from the Provincial Sports Committee can run it, why the useless fuss?”
“Shut up,” Dong Jian scolded sharply, then asked, “Do you know how Zhang Fan is doing with the marathon?”
Zhou Jie grinned, then carefully opened his notebook, looked at it, and slowly said, “Nearly fifty-five laps, over twenty-seven kilometers.”
Dong Jian’s eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands in approval, “Good, good, he’s already run twenty-seven kilometers, excellent!”
At that moment, Ouyang Feng also walked into the school.
As soon as the girls spotted Ouyang Feng, they instantly screamed.
“Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Feng!”
Although Ouyang Feng was thoroughly beaten by Zhang Fan, his popularity had hardly decreased.
First, he’s handsome; second, he’s rich!
Third, his basketball skills are indeed dope.
Who cares if he’s been trashed by Zhang Fan?
What’s more, it seems Ouyang Feng doesn’t have a girlfriend yet.
Yang Haochen’s live stream room also exploded.
“Fuck, Ouyang Feng?”
“Shit, it’s them, there’s also Zhong Tianchen, Su Haoran, Lin Tao, hey, how come Luo Yiwei and Tang Bing aren’t there?”
Although the viewers in the live stream were from all over, there were no shortage of basketball fans.
Ouyang Feng’s team had both looks and skills, naturally very popular.
“Hehe, Ouyang Feng,” Dong Jian looked at Ouyang Feng’s approaching group with a faint smile and a greeting on his face.
Ouyang Feng nodded at Dong Jian, then his gaze landed on the playground.
“Why are you guys here?” Ouyang Feng was very surprised.
Dong Jian’s group coming here for no reason—there were only three months left until the Provincial Games, they should be busy as hell.
Dong Jian chuckled lightly, “Well, we’ve discovered a talented kid, super fast.
With our training, in three months, he’ll definitely make it to the Provincial Games.”
Ouyang Feng’s eyes darted around, pointing at Zhang Fan he said, “Him?”
Dong Jian nodded.
Ouyang Feng was shocked, then his eyes blazed with eagerness.
Right, why didn’t he think of Zhang Fan?
With three months until the Provincial Games and after letting go of Tang Bing and Luo Yiwei, he hadn’t found a suitable person yet.
Remembering Zhang Fan’s terrifying basketball skills, Ouyang Feng smiled lightly.
Damn, he was so dumbfounded at the time, only thinking of leaving the First High School, who the hell would have thought of recruiting Zhang Fan to the provincial basketball team?
With Zhang Fan’s skills, along with his own four players, they would definitely be invincible.
“This guy is from our basketball team, don’t even think about poaching him,” Ouyang Feng immediately made up his mind—Zhang Fan was a must-have for him.
Zhou Jie’s face twitched as he looked at Ouyang Feng as if he were looking at an idiot.
Did this guy get hit in the head?
He still dares to want Zhang Fan?
Isn’t he afraid of getting slapped in the face?
Dong Jian’s face stiffened, and then he immediately said, “Zhang Fan is a good material for short-distance running, going to your provincial basketball team would be a waste.
Besides, there are so many substitutes in your basketball team, any random pick would be better than a student, right?”
Zhong Tianchen was filled with silent scorn.
Anyone would be stronger than a student?
Why doesn’t he try competing with that freak Zhang Fan?
Furthermore, when did Zhang Fan become a prospect for sprinting?
Zhang Hua looked at Ouyang Feng and the others, feeling quite bitter inside.
His face had been swollen from a beating yesterday, damn it, why did he have to see this bunch of guys again today!
“Just watch, this guy might not even finish the marathon,” Zhang Hua said sourly.
Damn, why doesn’t he have such students?
“Then we want him too.”
Dong Jian and Ouyang Feng said simultaneously.
Zhang Hua’s face stiffened, he said no more, squeezing his drink bottle until it crackled in his hand.
Zhang Fan heard someone shouting Ouyang Feng’s name, his expression incredibly strange.
By the time he reached Ouyang Feng, Zhang Fan raised his hand to him and said loudly, “Ouyang, did you come here for revenge today?”
Ouyang Feng almost spat out the drink in his mouth.
You motherfucker, can’t you stop humiliating me in public?
“Holy shit, revenge?
What’s going on?
Does that kid have a grudge against Ouyang Feng and his guys?”
The live broadcast room exploded, a crowd of people incredulously stared at the screen at Zhang Fan.
This kid, he has a grudge against Ouyang Feng and his people?
Ni Ma, it’s just a student, surely not!
Yang Haochen chuckled softly and then spoke in a low voice, “Ladies and gentlemen, let me educate you about yesterday’s battle.
Our classmate Zhang Fan, took on Ouyang Feng and his group alone and came out on top!”
“Damn it, the host is lying, how could a student beat Ouyang Feng?”
“Damn, unfollowed, dare to slander my idol, turning from fan to hater!”
“I, Zhao Ritian, am the first to refuse to accept this!”
Seeing the screen filled with comments, Yang Haochen closed his mouth.
Damn, why doesn’t anyone believe the truth?
Zhang Fan took a small sip of saline solution, not caring what Ouyang Feng was here for, and continued to run.
“Sixty-two laps!”
“Seventy laps!”
“Shit, eighty laps already!”
Zhang Fan could only feel his legs were about to break.
Damn, forty kilometers, truly fucking exhausting.
“Keep it up, just over four laps left.”
At that moment, everyone from Yizhong was boiling with excitement.
At this time, Qi Lin and Wang Rui were already staggering, each step incredibly difficult.
Qi Lin, at the seventy-third lap, Wang Rui, at the seventieth lap, they were far behind compared to Zhang Fan.
“Old Wang, can you still go on?” Zhang Fan slowed down next to Wang Rui and asked.
With every word Zhang Fan spoke, he felt a bit of a lack of oxygen in his head.
At that moment, Wang Rui didn’t even have the strength to shake his head, he took a gulp of saline solution, gritted his teeth, and followed behind Zhang Fan.
“It’s alright, I will lead you!” Zhang Fan said, seeing stars in front of his eyes.
At that moment, he once again felt the sensation he had that morning.
Tired, every breath felt as if his lungs were about to explode.
The forty kilometers soaked his clothes in sweat, as if he had been fished out of water.
“Eighty-three laps!”
A crowd watched breathlessly, not daring to make a sound.
The last seven hundred meters, he must keep going.
Dong Jian and Ouyang Feng’s group were in utter shock.
When Zhang Fan completed the eighty-fourth lap, everyone stood up.
“The last two hundred meters, the last two hundred meters!”
Once these two hundred meters were finished, Zhang Fan would definitely have broken the world record.
Regardless of his age or status as a student, he would certainly be known to the world.