Lao Wang's granddaughter didn't ask much, started the car and went straight to the Modu Gymnasium.

Lao Wang chattered about the rules of the sprint race along the way, but Zhou Xing didn't listen to it at all. He was bent on calculating how to get on the line with the beautiful woman who was driving.

The girl understood after listening to it that this was a strong man brought by her grandfather. It is said that athletes should be quite professional, why does this master seem so out of tune?

Dressing up doesn't look like going to a track and field competition, but rather like going to a night market to eat skewers.

The car drove for about half an hour before the three of them arrived at the Modu Gymnasium.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what time is it? I thought you were too scared to come?" In the professional track and field field of the Modu Gymnasium, a tall and thin old man wearing a white shirt and wearing suit pants teased when he met. He was accompanied by a muscular young man.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the traffic jam on the road and wasting some time, I would have arrived early. Lao Wang panicked, his face did not change, and his heart did not beat.

"Lao Wang, where is your apprentice? Why don't you let your precious granddaughter compete for you?"

Lao Li asked after looking around. Zhou Xing's dress was automatically filtered by him.

"Let me introduce you to me, this guy next to me, Zhou Xing, is my new apprentice. Lao Wang introduced seriously.

It's okay if he doesn't introduce. As soon as he was introduced, Lao Li and his friends around him laughed.

Especially the guy, the laughter was very harsh, and Zhou Xing couldn't help but look at him a few times.

This man was about seventeen or eighteen years old, too young, and he was a good age to practice athletics. He looks like he has a healthy tan skin because of his perennial exercise. He wears a Nike sweatshirt on the top and loose athletic shorts and professional running shoes on the bottom.

Impressively, his calves are thick and muscular, and he appears exceptionally strong and powerful.

"I said, Wang, you don't have to entertain me so much, do you? Which vegetable market did you pull this young man from?"

Zhou Xing's little belly was slightly protruding, and the hair on his calves and legs that could not be covered by shorts was thick, and he looked like he was wearing black wool pants from a distance. He still has a pair of flip-flops on his feet, where does this look like an athlete?

"Alas, Zhou Xing, why did you come out wearing slippers?" Lao Wang followed Lao Li's smiling eyes, and only then did he notice the abnormality on Zhou Xing's feet. His old face was red, and he made a mistake in secret, so he had to remind Zhou Xing to change his shoes before going out!

Even a pair of ordinary flats were stronger than today's flip-flops. "What's the problem? I usually wear it like this!" Zhou Xing was inexplicable, without the slightest athlete's consciousness.

Lao Wang's granddaughter couldn't help but puff out of joy, this boy is too funny. It's much more interesting than the athletes that Grandpa used to find.

"Big brother, my grandmother will obey you without helping me when I cross the street, I didn't expect you to come to the game, you are here to tease my sister!" The system's admiration for Zhou Xing is like a surging river.

Flirting with your sister, Lao Tzu's ability to tease girls is innate. Zhou Xing was a little proud when he saw the smiling old Wang granddaughter.

"Forget it, go back, and compare next time. The old king sighed and shook his head, and prepared to go home with his hands behind his back. What is Zhou Xing's preparation better than?

"Don't, Lao Wang, it's all here. I'm precious time, come on!" "Even if I'm wearing slippers, it should be fine to win him, right?"

"You... You are really arrogant!" Liu Qiang, who had not spoken all this time, was furious. He is a seeded player in the Modu track and field team, has participated in several national games, and his best result is a gold medal, and he has really not been so despised by others. In this sentence, this game must be matched.

"Lao Wang, is it still better than that?" "Lao Li, squinting his eyes, asked. Since this young man wants to die, Lao Li also wants to fulfill him. After all, it is also a pleasure to see Lao Wang deflated.

"This—" Lao Wang was a little embarrassed. A young man like Zhou Xing looks like a poor man with short ambitions and strong self-esteem. If it hurts his self-esteem, the next time it will be an enemy to meet. It's embarrassing to lose. Lao Wang is also a little difficult to ride a tiger.

"Since you're here, let's compare, but I declare that it has nothing to do with the old king's head if I lose, after all, I only agreed to be his apprentice today. ”

Zhou Xing gently took Lao Wang out with a few words. Although he was sure that he would not lose, if he lost, it would not hurt Lao Wang's face. The gold has to rely on the granddaughter of the old king.

"Let's get started. Seeing that Lao Wang was silent, Lao Li took it for granted that he had no objection.

Lao Li began to call the shots. Zhou Xing and Liu Qiang squatted side by side on the 100-meter starting line. In the interval between Liu Qiang's preparations, Chong Zhou Xing made a gesture to wipe his neck, which was full of provocation. Zhou Xing rolled his eyes, indicating that he was under no pressure.

"Ready, run!" With a crisp starting gun, Zhou Xing and Liu Qiang rushed towards the finish line like two wild dogs.

The so-called connoisseurs will know if there is one as soon as they make a move. Lao Li pointed to Zhou Xing's strange-looking, duck-like running posture and smiled, "Lao Wang, is your beloved apprentice a race, or is it a twisting Yangge?"

Lao Wang's face was pale, and he knew that he would not bring this kid out to be embarrassed. The old Wang's granddaughter covered her mouth and giggled. Grandpa's face is disgraced today!

Only Liu Qiang on the field knows how much pressure Zhou Xing puts on him. He glanced back at Zhou Xing from time to time as he ran. I saw that although this product was wearing slippers and running crackling, it was always in a slightly inferior position. The distance between the two is not large.

Nima, isn't this scientific? I'll speed up! Liu Qiang put away his contempt and began to sprint.

Will you speed up? Lao Tzu will also speed up. Zhou Xing also threw off his arms, and the soles of his feet seemed to be smeared with oil. I could only hear the crackling of his slippers, and in an instant, he rushed in front of Liu Qiang and maintained a slight lead.

Lao Li, who was watching on the edge of the starting line, gradually saw that he was famous, and his eyes were staring out. Where did this old king recruit this monster? Can you beat my beloved apprentice in slippers?

You must know that Liu Qiang has the title of the flying man of the Modu Sports Team, and he has the hope of becoming a seeded player of the national track and field team!

Lao Wang was also shocked, he knew that Zhou Xing was against the sky, but he didn't expect it to be so against the sky. With a wild running posture, you can surpass professional athlete Liu Qiang by a head!

He touched the gray hair on his head, and his face gradually turned to relief and comfort. It seems that I am a Bole, old man!

"Lao Li, how is my beloved apprentice? I've only been training for half a day. Lao Wang saw that Zhou Xing's victory was in sight, and his tone was indescribably shy.

Lao Li's face was flushed, and he could only pretend to cough without saying anything.

How is this possible? Liu Qiang looked at Zhou Xing, who was close to him, but couldn't catch up with him with all his strength, and felt that his three views had been subverted.

How can this thing be so awesome? God, you should go to the national team as a seeded player, and Mao wants to come and play with me to play pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

Liu Qiang only felt that he wanted to cry without tears. In Liu Qiang's powerless complaining, Zhou Xing's slippers crossed the finish line.

There is no doubt that he won!

At this time, Liu Qiang can catch up!