A dating guide turned into being surrounded by female ghosts?

Can Chapter 58 be replayed?

"Uh, wait, you just said you haven't..." Yuan Jinglong asked somewhat stiffly.

However, before he could even ask for clarification...

Qi Zeyan, positioned at the finish line, had already raised his arms and shouted, "On your marks!"

Lin Yue, Yuan Jinglong, and the others immediately got into starting positions.

"run!"

Qi Zeyan waved his right hand and gave the order.

"Whoosh—!"

Two figures shot out from the starting point like arrows released from a bow.

The onlookers' eyes lit up.

too fast.

Watching sprinters on TV doesn't allow you to directly perceive how fast they are because of the screen and camera angles.

But what if such a person came into reality?

When they flash past you like a blurry black shadow.

The direct impact of speed and rhythm is unmatched by any television program.

At this point, you'll understand that "arrow released from a bow" isn't just an exaggerated description.

The moment Yuan Jinglong started running.

The bulging muscles throughout the body convert the force of pushing off the ground into extreme speed in the shortest possible time.

It really was like a fully drawn bow releasing an unstoppable arrow.

He truly deserves admiration – he is a national first-class sprinter, just a hair's breadth away from becoming a national champion.

That speed is no joke.

However, what surprised everyone even more was...

Yuan Jinglong's speed should theoretically be at a level that ordinary people can only dream of.

Lin Yue, however, was able to stay close behind him, always maintaining a distance of half a body length to a body length, so that he wouldn't fall behind.

The people at Nancheng University were simply excited and thrilled to see this.

He Yifei even whistled at Lin Yue on the track.

The people at Chengnan Sports School were shocked.

They knew Yuan Jinglong's strength all too well.

There aren't many people training in sprinting at their school.

After all, sprinting is a track and field sport, the most dazzling jewel in that crown.

Students who can choose to specialize in sprinting.

Every single one of them is a genius, one in a thousand, one in ten thousand.

Yuan Jinglong was one of the most outstanding among these geniuses.

His past titles and honors also prove this point.

It was precisely because of this that Yuan Jinglong was able to subtly become the leader among their group.

However, what they saw now was an ordinary student who appeared out of nowhere, unknown and without formal sprint training, yet was able to keep up with Yuan Jinglong by half a body length, relying solely on his raw talent?!

Are we dreaming?!

This is what led to the bizarre scene.

Despite Yuan Jinglong's temporary lead, the group from Chengnan Sports School stared intently at the game with grim expressions.

Lin Yue was temporarily behind, but the people from Nancheng University were all beaming with joy as they watched the spectacle.

However shocked they were.

Even the shock level couldn't compare to that of Yuan Jinglong, who was right in the center of the runway.

He glanced at Lin Yue out of the corner of his eye, who was standing diagonally behind him, and his mind was about to explode. "Just who is this kid?! How did he run so fast?! Holy crap!!"

At first, he thought it was going to be a game where he easily beat noobs.

But they waited until they started running.

He then realized that the dish on the other side was not a dish at all.

He is a top-tier expert who keeps his abilities hidden!

Yuan Jinglong immediately became extremely anxious.

How could I possibly lose to a complete novice, an enthusiast?!

If this gets back to the school, he'll be incredibly embarrassed.

Driven by this emotion.

He was three points faster.

Lin Yue's position was also widened further.

A hundred meters can be covered in the blink of an eye.

"Whoosh—!"

Yuan Jinglong and Lin Yue crossed the finish line one after the other.

“Ding Di—”

The electronic timer emitted two soft beeps in succession.

competition is over.

Anyone with eyes can see it.

Lin Yue lost.

When Yuan Jinglong crossed the finish line, he was still a body length and a half behind the other man.

He Yifei clenched his fist, somewhat unwillingly saying, "Damn, what a pity, just a little bit short!"

He did not participate in the gambling because of his poverty.

Therefore, I genuinely hope that Lin Yue can win.

Zhao Lang said, "A sprint race only lasts about ten seconds. A body length may not seem like much, but there is actually a difference. However... Lin Yue is quite impressive. After all, she is a professional."

Song Jiale found it a bit strange. "Sigh, I thought he had some kind of secret weapon. Otherwise, how could he have taken all the bets by himself?"

"Hmm, maybe I'm a bit high," Qi Zeyan said.

He didn't know Lin Yue very well.

So I just made a simple guess.

Before the finish line of the track.

Yuan Jinglong, panting heavily, gave Lin Yue a deep look. He saw Lin Yue looking down, frowning at the soles of his shoes, seemingly looking at something.

So he put his hands on his hips and asked them about their scores.

The recorder quickly said, "Your time is 10.97 seconds, and Lin Yue's is 11.38 seconds."

Just half a second off...

Where on earth did this monster come from?

Neither of them used running starters.

If a running start device is used, this data will only look more exaggerated.

Even so, Lin Yue achieved the standard of a second-level athlete by starting from a standing position.

It's easy to imagine that if this person could learn the crouch start, reaching the first-class standard would be a piece of cake.

This can be seen.

This person's current abilities may not be as good as mine for the time being.

But his talent is definitely above his own.

Yuan Jinglong slowly walked to Lin Yue's side.

In a joking tone, he said something that was mixed with a bit of sincerity: "You're pretty good, 11.38 seconds, how about it? How about transferring to our side? Honestly, it's a waste of your talent to stay at Nancheng University."

The others also gathered around.

They all comforted Lin Yue, telling him not to be discouraged. After all, he was a semi-professional athlete and a semi-national champion, so losing was not shameful, but even honorable.

Of course, it would be even better if we could settle the bets...

Lin Yue frowned, then suddenly said to Yuan Jinglong, "Can we have a rematch?"

Everyone was stunned.

Yuan Jinglong said strangely, "Dude, you lost, you lost. You're not trying to renege on the bet because you're worried about the small amount, are you? This is an electric meter, and everyone's watching."

Perhaps it's because they doubt Lin Yue's character.

His feelings of mutual respect for heroes lessened considerably in an instant.

Upon hearing this...

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on Lin Yue.

This can instantly increase the pressure on people.

I'm starting to seriously suspect that he might be trying to become a hardened criminal.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yue said, "It has nothing to do with money. I'll give you that little bit of money now."

"Then why do you want to rematch?" Yuan Jinglong asked.

Lin Yue lifted one foot, revealing a small part of the sole that had come off, and frowned as she said, "My shoe seems to be broken. I didn't notice it until after the race, so I want to change my shoes and re-run the race."

This scene appeared.

The entire room fell silent.

Everyone stared at the running shoes, their toes practically sticking out, their faces ashen.

Yuan Jinglong's eyelids twitched wildly.

Looking at those shoes.

His mouth remained open for a long time.

No... are you trying to tell me that this guy ran a time of 11.38 seconds in such bad shoes?

Am I dreaming?

Yuan Jinglong pinched his own face.

hiss--

It hurts.