The moment I saw the numbers on the screen, it was as if a high-explosive grenade had been thrown into the crowd and it exploded!
Everyone's first reaction is to suspect that there is something wrong with their eyes.
But they were indeed right, the number displayed on the screen was 6.01.
——The students of the previous class actually ran a time of 6.01 seconds in the 50-meter event!
What is this concept?
If Su Ji remembers correctly, the current time of the men's world champion in the 50-meter race is only 5.52 seconds.
The women's world record is only 5.96 seconds!
But the last admitted student who took the 50-meter physical test actually ran 6.01 seconds!
This is just a hair’s breadth away from the women’s world championship!
This result is no longer as simple as being excellent.
This is already outstanding, far ahead of his peers, and has completely reached the level of a professional athlete. It is not an exaggeration to even call him a monster!
If a young man who graduated from an ordinary school and has ordinary physical fitness is asked to run 50 meters, how can he possibly achieve this result?
"What... are you kidding me?"
Brother Lan, who has never been particularly good-tempered, was blown up on the spot like a gas tank:
"Six seconds and one? Passing line?"
"Come here and translate for me. What is the passing mark?!"
"Do you know who my father is, and you dare to mess with me!?"
Lan Wentao was so angry that he punched hard without thinking, trying to smash the roulette wheel suspended in the air used for drawing lots to pieces on the spot.
Unfortunately, he did not succeed because the lottery wheel was not a physical entity and his punch hit the air directly.
And the cold voice of the Lord God sounded again:
"Examinee Lan Wentao violated examination room discipline and is now giving a second warning!"
"After the third warning, you will be forcibly disqualified from the exam and expelled from the exam room!"
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"Calm down, Brother Lan!"
Zhang Ze also rushed up on the spot, hugged Lan Wentao directly from his body, and stopped him:
"We are no match for this guy at all. It is the maker of the rules of the game, and we can only be forced to abide by it!"
Lan Wentao was so tall that Zhang Ze couldn't hold him back alone. Su Ji and Pang Chao rushed forward when they saw this.
The three of them were like pulling a runaway bull, dragging Lan Wentao back into the team.
Lan Wentao usually likes to talk and brag, but this time, everyone can see that this guy is really over the top.
They knew his father's status in Muhai City. He was a well-known figure in both the business and political circles.
Therefore, from childhood to adulthood, people who dared to bully Lan Wentao would not be able to find a few in the entire city.
Let alone bullying, there are probably not many people who even dare to speak to him loudly.
Su Ji still remembers Lan Wentao's rebellious aura reaching its peak during the first year of high school.
At that time, a new young teacher saw that he was not serious in class, so he said a few words to him casually.
As a result, Lan Wentao was in a bad mood that day, and he got so angry that he scolded the teacher in the classroom for half the class.
Then the young teacher was transferred before next week... As for the reason, who knows?
After a while, Lan Wentao's mood stabilized.
He took out the cigarette case from his school uniform pocket, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
He started smoking in high school, and always had various cigarette cases and Cartier lighters in his school uniform pocket.
As if remembering something, he looked up at Su Ji and said:
"Brother, do you have any extra?"
As he said that, he stretched out his two hands and gestured: "That's the one...the one you put on Pang Chao."
"No more." Su Ji shook her head helplessly, "Just one, it will be destroyed automatically after use...Sorry."
"There's nothing to be sorry for. It's not your fault."
Lan Wentao continued to take out a lighter to light a cigarette, and then forcefully inhaled large amounts of nicotine and tar into his lungs.
Staring at the extremely bright cigarette butt in the night, my thoughts drifted away with the smoke.
He started to realize something.
In this hellish place [Twilight Campus], without the aura of the rich second generation and the second generation official, he can actually do nothing at all.
He felt a little regretful.
It’s okay to accept your fate...
Now that I think about it carefully, maybe it's because I live too domineering and flamboyant in reality.
Even God was a little displeased with him, so he allowed him to come here and suffer a little.
"If I die like this, my parents will definitely be very sad."
"There are also Principal Wang, Deputy Director Li, Vice President Chen, President Zhou, Director Liu...their daughters must also be very sad."
Lan Wentao let out a long sigh and began to deeply miss those boring days that he was tired of.
Regret...
Hate it...
Unfortunately it's too late to say anything now.
He squatted down dejectedly on the edge of the track, puffed on his cigarette and stopped talking.
Su Ji looked at his lonely back and fell into deep thought.
He had been classmates with Lan Wentao for three years, and he naturally knew very well what kind of person the latter was.
This domineering young man is indeed as irritable as a powder keg, but his nature is not very bad.
If there is really a chance, Su Ji is actually willing to help Lan Wentao.
He has actually thought of some key ideas to break the situation in his mind, but there are certain risks and he cannot easily try them.
Unfortunately, just now, he used up his badge for the exam.
Without his only trump card, he couldn't even protect himself, so it was naturally impossible for him to take risks for others.
The atmosphere cooled down little by little.
The air seemed to be freezing, almost water could be squeezed out.
At this time, a voice as soft and small as a mosquito came from outside the crowd:
