This contract can't be signed yet!

Wan Yong's words were loud and sound, making the entire conference room silent.

Zhang Xiaofan's right hand holding the pen stopped, and looked up at Wan Yong, who had a cold face, and sure enough, the person who came was not good.

"Wan Yong, what kind of fame are you doing!"

Tian Fangliang knocked on the table and snorted very majestically.

Between his eyebrows, there was a little helplessness.

The sports corps is a subordinate agency of the Provincial Sports Bureau, and Wan Yong is his direct subordinate.

However, in the entire Provincial Sports Bureau, who doesn't know that Wan Yong, the head coach, is a well-known thorn in the head and has a bigger temper than anyone else.

Even he, the top leader of the Provincial Sports Bureau, can't do anything about him.

Of course.

Wan Yong can stand tall in the Provincial Sports Bureau, and he naturally has something extraordinary.

He has a good temper and ability, and since he coached the provincial sports team, he has cultivated a large number of top athletes.

In the last Olympic Games, athletes from the Sports Bureau of Thanh Giang Province ranked first among the provinces in terms of the number of gold medals they won!

Wan Yong has made great contributions.

Therefore, although the head coach has a brutal temper, Tian Fangliang must endure it, otherwise, he would have kicked this guy out a long time ago.

"Lao Wan, aren't we going to talk about it?" Xu Zhiyong persuaded him.

"Hmph, I didn't agree!"

Wan Yong shook his hand and snorted heavily: "This contract is just too nonsense, it's unfair to the general team, and even more unfair to those athletes under me!" ”

"I finalized this contract."

Tian Fangliang slapped the table and said categorically: "Which athlete is not convinced, let him come to me!" ”

"I'm not convinced!"

Wan Yong's eyes widened, looking like a fighting.

"Ahem."

At this tense moment, the party Zhang Xiaofan stood up and said, "Coach Wan, dare to ask, where is this contract unfair?" ”

"In my sports team, there is only one principle, that is, those who can get more and eat as many bowls as they want."

Wan Yong turned his head to stare at Zhang Xiaofan, and said coldly: "You haven't entered the sports team yet, and you dare to override others in terms of treatment." Hmph, even if this contract is signed, I won't let you join the sports team! ”

"How big a bowl there is, how many meals you eat."

Zhang Xiaofan read a sentence, and then smiled indifferently: "Coach Wan, then how big do you think I should have to eat this bowl of rice?" ”

As he spoke, he reached out and gestured to the contract on the table.

Hearing this, Wan Yong's face changed, and he looked at Zhang Xiaofan, who looked confident and calm, and his eyes were a little suspicious.

Tian Fangliang showed an intriguing smile, and at the same time, there was a hint of anticipation on his face. He always wanted to know what Zhang Xiaofan's extreme performance was.

Xu Zhiyong's eyes rolled on the faces of the three of them, and he didn't say anything.

After half ringing.

Wan Yong said: "In the sports team, Sun Feiyang from the swimming team won six gold medals in the last Olympic Games, and he was treated the best, which is similar to this contract. ”

"You mean, I'm going to have to win six gold medals at the Olympics to be eligible for this contract?"

Zhang Xiaofan frowned.

With his current physical fitness, he is enough to sweep all track and field events, and it is not too easy to win six gold medals.

However, the next Olympics are still almost a year away.

He couldn't wait that long.

"Of course not."

Wan Yong shook his head and said, "Track and field events, especially sprinting, are the biggest shortcomings in the Chinese sports world. The gold content of one sprint gold medal is equivalent to ten other gold medals. ”

After glancing at Zhang Xiaofan, he continued: "The director said that you are very talented in sprinting, and you have the hope of breaking the zero record and winning the first Olympic sprinting gold medal in China. You want to sign this contract, it's simple, prove that you have what it takes to win the gold medal! ”

"I see."

Zhang Xiaofan nodded slightly, thought for a while, and asked, "If it's a 100-meter dash, what results do I need?" ”

"Now the world's top sprinters have a limit time of about 9.7 seconds, and the domestic sprint record is 9.99 seconds. If you can run in less than ten seconds, I'll serve you! ”

Wan Yong raised his chin and said, his face full of mockery.

Even the current No. 1 sprinter in China is unlikely to run within 10 seconds, and Zhang Xiaofan, an amateur college student, is even more impossible.

When he did this, he deliberately made things difficult for Zhang Xiaofan and made him retreat!

"It turned out to be 10 seconds."

Zhang Xiaofan exhaled lightly and said, "Where is the runway, I want to give it a try." ”

"Don't be impulsive."

Hearing this, Tian Fangliang suddenly became anxious.

He remembered clearly that Zhang Xiaofan's last 100-meter dash was 11.03 seconds, and it was a fool's dream to run within 10 seconds.

In the 100-meter dash, every 0.1 second of progress is as difficult as the sky, let alone more than 1 second!

"Just give it a try."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled and said, "Maybe, I can really run within 10 seconds." ”

"Haha."

Wan Yong suddenly laughed, pointed at Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Sun Feiyang, that kid is crazy enough, I didn't expect that your kid is crazier than him." ”

"Yes."

Zhang Xiaofan shrugged his shoulders slightly, looked at Wan Yong with a mocking smile on his face, and said, "Coach Wan, if I really run into 10 seconds......"

Wan Yong didn't wait for him to finish, and said categorically: "If you do it, I will personally apologize to you!" ”

"Good!"

Zhang Xiaofan grinned, and sighed faintly in his heart: I am low-key, so let me pretend to be forced. It's hard to make some money.

Seeing this, Tian Fangliang had no choice but to wait for the test results before making plans.

A group of four people left the conference room and came to the track and field hall.

"Look, Director Tian is here!"

"Director Xu is here too!"

"Oh no, why is the devil coach here!"

"Hey, who's that kid?"

In the track and field hall, some athletes were training or resting, and they were surprised to see the arrival of Tian Fangliang, Xu Zhiyong and Wan Yong, the three bigwigs of the Sports Bureau.

Zhang Xiaofan, who was with them, also attracted a lot of attention.

"Whew!"

Wan Yong took out the whistle from his pocket, blew it violently, and shouted loudly: "All personnel assemble!" ”

Whew!

More than 20 athletes hurriedly rushed over and stood in line with a serious face.

"Check the runway, prepare the instruments!"

Wan Yong put on a straight face and began to order.

Soon.

With the help of these athletes, the track was cleaned and all the testing equipment was set up.

"Let's get started."

Zhang Xiaofan stood on the starting line and asked Wan Yong outside the runway.

"It's a good idea to warm up for a few minutes before a race, and you have to change into professional running spikes."

Wan Yong glanced at the cheap flat shoes on Zhang Xiaofan's feet, and frowned fiercely. This kid is too amateurish, and he doesn't even understand the basic knowledge of racing.

Tian Fangliang and Xu Zhiyong, who were standing on the side, also showed expressions of crying and laughing.

"Haha, this guy is so funny!"

Those professional athletes who were standing in the distance and watching immediately burst into laughter when they saw this scene.

"I never warm up when I run."

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Wan Yong, and said with a smile: "As for the shoes on my feet, there is no need to change them." It's me who runs, not these shoes. ”

I pretended to be forced, and I really thought I was an ace athlete!

Wan Yong smiled coldly in his heart and raised the starting pistol in his hand.

"Whatever you want, prepare!"