fictionpage Chapter 292 Level 2 Athlete Gu Dapeng
Chapter 292 Level 2 Athlete Gu Dapeng
Jiang Bai was already starting to regret it.
He felt that the biggest flaw in his "double-fighting" plan was not the overlap in identities, but the mental state of these boys!
Watching the group of athletes training frantically, Su Ze's eyes were filled with a sense of crisis. He patted Jiang Bai on the shoulder and said earnestly:
"Third brother, see that? That's the influence your sister has!"
"But don't worry, on the 13th, the three of us in the dorm will protect Bai Zhi the whole time."
"We absolutely cannot let those PE students get within three meters of our goddess!"
Gu Dapeng also stated in a gruff voice:
"Don't worry, third brother!"
"As soon as the shot put competition ended that day, I stood guard next to the booth with the shot put in my hand."
"Anyone who dares to confess their feelings will be taught a lesson in 'physical cooling'!"
Lin Le pushed up his glasses and added quietly:
"Me too! I'll stay by Bai Zhi's side every step of the way!!"
Jiang Bai: "......"
Thank you, my good brothers.
The harder you try to protect it, the harder this show becomes for me.
Soon, the four arrived at the gym.
In the gymnasium.
The door, due to years of lack of lubrication, made a slightly painful, creaking sound when pushed open.
The first thing that hit him was the unique smell of aged rubber, dried sweat, and metallic rust. To those athletes, this smell might be the "fragrance of hormones," but to Jiang Bai, it was practically a "preview of a scene of social death."
"Hey, Dapeng, you've arrived?"
The person in charge of managing the equipment was a third-year student wearing a tank top and with dark, shiny skin.
At that moment, he was leaning against the registration desk, enjoying the breeze from the fan.
Upon seeing Gu Dapeng, he immediately smiled.
Gu Dapeng chuckled and shouted in a rough voice:
"Old Zhao, I'm bringing a few of my buddies here for a little treat today."
"Get me two sets of starting blocks, and a few solid shot puts, make sure they're standard, not those old ones that have been used by PE students."
"Okay, no problem."
Old Zhao casually scribbled a couple of lines on the registration form.
A short while later.
Gu Dapeng pulled out the starting blocks that Su Ze had been longing for from deep inside the warehouse, along with two black metal lumps.
"Bang!"
Gu Dapeng threw the shot put onto the soft mat on the ground with a dull thud, which made the batons on the surrounding racks tremble.
immediately.
An unprecedented "kingly aura" appeared on that honest-looking face.
"Actually, I signed up for shot put not just to participate again."
"Let me tell you the truth, buddy... back in my hometown in the forest area, I was a genuine national second-level male shot put athlete!"
The air fell into an eerily silent stillness for that very second.
The screwdriver in Su Ze's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter".
Lin Le, who was looking down at the campus forum, suddenly looked up, his glasses almost slipping down to the tip of his nose.
"What?!"
Su Ze let out a piercing scream:
"A second-level athlete?! Da Peng, did you just say 'second-level' or 'second-level disabled'?"
"Get out of here! You're only a second-level athlete!"
Gu Dapeng chuckled, opened his phone, and found a photo of a certificate:
"Look closely! It's a red stamp!"
"My shot put record from back in the day is still hanging on the honor roll at our Forestry High School!"
"If I hadn't later gone to the Shanghai Theatre Academy to pursue Cuihua from the next village, I might already be working for the provincial team and enjoying a government job!"
Jiang Bai leaned over for a look, and wow, it really was!
Followed by.
Gu Dapeng pointed at the shot put on the ground and looked at Jiang Bai with a smug expression.
His eyes were filled with the sense of superiority of a veteran mentoring a new recruit:
"Third brother, come on, try it out."
"Don't let its small size fool you, this is a standard men's shot put, weighing a full 7.26 kilograms!"
"If an average person held it for a while, their wrist would cramp up."
Jiang Bai looked at the two gleaming iron balls on the ground and felt a little uneasy.
"What exactly does 12 stamina points mean?"
He silently did some calculations in his mind:
An average person's peak physical strength is only 10 points. Although my 12 points are only 2 points more, the system said that it is a leap at the genetic level.
"In my hand, this thing should be about the same size as a cotton ball, right?"
Jiang Bai bent down, his slender fingers gripping the cool surface of the shot put.
In that instant, he could even feel the metallic abrasive texture coming from his fingertips.
He originally thought he would be able to lift it as easily as picking up an orange, but when he actually put his strength into it, he did feel a clear downward sensation in his hand.
But it's only a "little" weight.
Jiang Bai held the shot put in one hand and weighed it up and down in his hand.
The feeling, how should I put it... is like carrying a slightly heavy apple at the market.
It seems he overestimated the actual strength of his physical attributes.
"Tsk, it is indeed quite heavy."
Jiang Bai frowned slightly, his voice perfectly controlled.
Seeing this, Gu Dapeng immediately gave instructions:
"Third brother, hold on tight and be careful, especially when you throw it later."
During the conversation.
The four arrived at the shot put area.
A crowd had already gathered there, mostly burly men, who were practicing intently, the heavy shot puts hitting the ground with dull thuds.
Gu Dapeng stopped and glanced sideways at Jiang Bai's slender figure.
"Third brother, tell me the truth, have you ever... touched this thing before?"
Gu Dapeng patted the cold iron ball in his hand, his eyes revealing the scrutiny of a "professional".
Jiang Bai honestly shook his head:
"The first time."
"Too."
Gu Dapeng sighed and glanced at Jiang Bai's fair wrist.
"With your skinny arms and legs, you'd be perfect for carrying Bai Zhi's bag, but throwing the shot put... I'm afraid you'll throw yourself out with you."
Jiang Bai's eye twitched slightly.
Thin arms and thin legs?
Am I just putting my 12 stamina points for show?
He didn't say anything, but silently pulled down the zipper of his hoodie.
Then, expressionless, he suddenly yanked up his right sleeve, revealing his arm.
With a slight exertion of force in his arm.
The originally well-proportioned and even somewhat delicate lines suddenly bulged out as if reinforced with steel and cement, forming a bulge full of explosive power!
Those muscles looked like they were cast from refined iron, and under the dim lights of the playground, they even had a golden luster!