ryethenovel Chapter 81 Only a Little Bit
Chapter 81 Only a Little Bit
Jiangnan University, male dormitory.
Chen Zhiyuan was standing on the balcony, answering a long-distance call from Lin Jun in Beijing. A gentle autumn breeze brought a touch of coolness to his face.
"Xiao Chen, I'd like to talk to you about participating in competitions. The original plan was for you to participate in some international events as soon as possible, both to gain experience in major competitions and to make a name for yourself on the international stage."
Lin Jun's voice came through the receiver, filled with concern and expectation: "However, I checked the schedule carefully, and there were almost no high-level, specialized outdoor men's 100-meter races held internationally between October and December 1999."
"The next major international event will be the World Indoor Athletics Championships in Lisbon next March."
That's the pinnacle of the indoor season, featuring the 60-meter event. You can use this time to specifically train for the indoor 60-meter and get used to it.
Lin Jun continued explaining his plans, "As for the IAAF Golden League starting next May, I will do my best to secure your qualification. I look forward to seeing you make a name for yourself on the international stage..."
The phone call lasted a long time. Chen Zhiyuan readily agreed to Lin Jun's suggestion to participate in the competition.
To appear on the international stage?
He couldn't have gotten what he wanted.
This will not only allow him to quickly build his reputation, but also lay a solid foundation for his bigger goal—to participate in the 2000 Sydney Olympics and strive for the gold medal in the men's 100 meters.
That shining gold medal is his ultimate goal at this stage.
After that phone call, Chen Zhiyuan officially added indoor 60-meter training to his training plan.
He was like a highly efficient sponge, greedily absorbing all training methods that could make him faster and stronger.
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As September draws to a close, the freshmen military training is nearing its end.
On the morning of September 30, when the grand military training review ceremony was successfully completed, the month-long military training finally came to an end. All the freshmen completely relaxed, and the campus was filled with a joyful atmosphere of "liberation".
Inside dormitory 217, the atmosphere was even more lively and relaxed.
"Haha, we've finally made it through! Look in the mirror, you guys are all Chinese, but now you're all so dark you look like you just came back from mining in Africa!" one of the roommates laughed, pointing at the other two.
They looked at each other and laughed.
Apart from Chen Zhiyuan, who was exempted from military training due to his training mission, the other three roommates did get several shades darker from the sun. A month of scorching sun and sweat had really been tough.
While fixing his hair in front of a small mirror, Duan Bin said, "Zhiyuan, I still envy you. You don't have to suffer like this. By the way, our class teacher said that the school is holding a sports meet in October, and everyone should actively consider signing up to bring glory to the class."
Du Jiancheng immediately chimed in, "I've made up my mind, I'll sign up for the men's 100 meters! With my sub-12-second ability, I should be able to get a place for the class, right?"
He said this with the confidence typical of young people.
Chen Zhiyuan listened, but only smiled slightly and said nothing more.
After days of continuous scientific training, his condition has improved again. Yesterday, he even ran an amazing time of 9.73 seconds in the test, just one step away from the world record.
On the 100-meter track at the school sports meet... he still doesn't "bully the kids" anymore.
However, other activities might be worth trying and experiencing different kinds of fun.
The group discussed the school sports meet with great enthusiasm for a while, and the topic quickly shifted to the upcoming National Day holiday. They then talked about holiday plans and current events, covering everything under the sun. The dormitory was filled with youthful liveliness and energy.
Finally, Du Jiancheng excitedly suggested, "Tomorrow's a holiday, let's relax tonight! First, let's go to 'Degenerate Street' for some skewers and beer, then head to an internet cafe and stay up all night, how about that?"
"That's a great idea! I wholeheartedly agree!" Duan Bin was the first to respond. Like Du Jiancheng, he had recently become somewhat addicted to online chatting and games.
"Zhiyuan, what about you? How do you feel?" Du Jiancheng asked Chen Zhiyuan.
Chen Zhiyuan readily agreed: "Drinking and eating barbecue, no problem. Going to an internet cafe to play games is also fine, but staying up all night is out of the question, I have some important things to do tomorrow."
"That works too! Let's play until midnight, then go back to the dorm and get a good night's sleep!"
"The dorms are already closed by 12:00 AM, how can I get in?"
Du Jiancheng laughed heartily, with a "Leave it to me" expression: "Don't worry, I have a plan! I guarantee I'll get you back to your nest smoothly!"
The plan was settled happily just like that.
As evening fell, the setting sun bathed the campus in a golden glow.
The four students from dormitory 217 set off in a grand manner to the famous "Degenerate Street" behind the school, chose the most lively barbecue stall, and ordered a bunch of meat skewers, vegetables, and beer.
Duan Bin came from a well-off family and was known for his generosity. He waved his hand and said, "This meal is on me! Don't anyone try to take it from me!"
Chen Zhiyuan readily sat down and replied with a smile, "Okay, then it's my turn next time."
Du Jiancheng retorted, not to be outdone: "In that case, I'll cover your internet access later!"
Sizzling, oily meat skewers, fragrant chive and eggplant stew, and perfectly chilled beer were served one after another.
Four young people sat around a table, eating meat and drinking wine heartily, chatting about the fun of military training and their aspirations for the future, bursting into laughter from time to time.
The air was filled with the aroma of barbecue, the malty scent of beer, and the carefree joy unique to youth. Being young is wonderful.
After a satisfying meal, the four men, patting their round bellies, strolled over to a fairly large internet cafe nearby.
After waiting for a while, we finally managed to gather four machines with consecutive numbers.
Du Jiancheng plopped down in his seat, and the first thing he did after turning on the computer was to loudly proclaim, "Come on, let's play StarCraft! Three against three, let's get this going!"
As luck would have it, no sooner had he finished speaking than a delighted voice came from beside him: "Hey! Brothers, it's you guys! There are three of us too!"
Du Jiancheng turned his head and chuckled, "Oh, it's you guys! Perfect, let's have a good fight!"
It turned out to be an "old acquaintance" who had fought against each other online several times before. They knew each other's skill level very well. Although the opponent was slightly better overall and Du Jiancheng and his team lost more than they won, the match was very exciting and the two sides went back and forth.
He was well aware of Duan Bin's skill level; the two were roughly equal.
The only uncertainty right now is about Chen Zhiyuan.
As for Liu Haiyang, he had already stated that he was terrible at games and was just playing along and watching.
Du Jiancheng felt a little uneasy, so he turned to Chen Zhiyuan and asked in a low voice, "Zhiyuan, have you ever played StarCraft? How good are you?"
Chen Zhiyuan smiled and said casually, "I've played it a few times before, but I only know a tiny bit."
Upon hearing "only knows a little bit", Du Jiancheng secretly groaned: those brothers on the other side are quite strong. If he and Duan Bin are carrying one person, plus a newbie, they're bound to get crushed.
He could almost see the scene of utter defeat.