I just want to be a quiet scholar

Chapter 500 We Are All Students
The Yanda University Games is about to start, and the organizer is the Yanda University Running Association.

A person in charge of the running association came to the sports field and found Shen Qi who was warming up.

"Professor Shen, are you sure you want to participate in the competition of the student group?" the running association staff asked, this is a young man.

"The teaching staff..." Shen Qi took off from the spot and touched the height with his hands, and said after landing: "It's not challenging."

The young man reminded: "There are many professional athletes in the student group."

"Me too..." Shen Qi continued to take off, and said after landing: "Professional level."

Young man: "But you..."

"Little handsome guy..." Shen Qi asked while jumping, "How old are you?"

"Third year."

"What is your PB for 5000 meters?"

"19 minutes 21 seconds."

"When I was your age... 5000 meters ran in 16 minutes."

"Professor Shen, can we stop jumping?" The junior boy from the running association couldn't take it anymore, Shen Qi kept jumping like a kangaroo.

"The coach asked me to dance, to warm up." Shen Qi stopped dancing, and pointed to a middle-aged man not far away, who was a coach of Yanda Track and Field Team.

"We all know your glorious history in long-distance running. When you were a student, you won the 5000-meter and [-]-meter race championships. But this time you applied for two individual events, the [-]-meter and long jump, and you were in the student group. " said the running association boy.

Shen Qi had his reasons: "Faculty and staff are not allowed to participate in the competition of the student group? Can you make an exception? Actually, I am also a student. I am studying literature and history, and I am going to apply for a postgraduate entrance examination at the School of Literature and History of Yanda University. You say, I Are you considered a student? We are all students as we live and learn."

Shen Qi's logic seemed absurd, but when he thought about it carefully, the young man couldn't refute it for a while.

"Brother, how much PB is your [-]-meter run?" Shen Qi asked.

The young man was ashamed: "I'm very bad at the 12 meters. I just ran under [-] seconds."

Shen Qi made a suggestion: "Let's make a bet. If I run the 11-meter hand clock at 50 seconds, you will approve me to participate in the student group competition."

"That's... alright." The young man agreed. 11 seconds is the standard line for second-level athletes. Professor Shen is a fierce man on the scientific research front, but in the field of sprinting, there is no reason for Professor Shen to run so fast, right?

"Professor Shen, get on the starting block!" At this moment, the coach of the track and field team shouted.

The young man in the junior year of the running association was a bit nervous. Professor Shen participated in the competition of the student group. What an attractive news, but he was still a little bit resistant to something that could not be expected.

The coach of the track and field team was more open. He was very supportive of Shen Qi's participation in the student group competition.

Shen Qi approached this coach a few days ago and said that he wanted to do a surprise training on the [-]-meter and long jump.

The coach readily agreed, and he tried his best to train Shen Qi's [-]-meter and long-jump skills.

Shen Qi came to the starting block and skillfully adjusted the position of the front and back footboards.

The coach yelled the password: "Everyone take their places!"

After listening to the order, Shen Qi put his hands on the ground, stepped on the front and rear floor boards in turn, knelt on his back knees, and stretched his arms straight.

Shen Qi's positioning movements were impressive, and the young man from the running association waited and watched silently.

"preparation!"

"boom!"

The coach near the starting line fired the starting gun. This training is quite formal. Except that there is no electrical meter equipment, the rest is completely operated in the official race mode of the [-]-meter race.

Shen Qi listened to the gun and started to run, brush!

The starting reaction is faster.

Shen Qi quickly completed the accelerated run and smoothly entered the mid-way stage.

On the way, Shen Qi did a good job of swinging his arms, sending his hips, and landing on the ground. When he crossed the finish line, he even made a nod and pressed the line. He said it was professional-level, and of course he had to look like a professional.

"Professor Shen is so fast?" The young man from the running association was very surprised, he felt that Shen Qi ran so fast!
The assistant coach at the finish line pinched the clock and shouted: "10 in 70 seconds!"

"Damn it?" The boy from the running association was confused, and he ran to the finish line to confirm the result of the stopwatch.

“真的是10秒70！”小伙子很震惊，手计10秒70加上0.24秒换算为电计成绩是10秒94。

The standard line for a national first-class sprinter is 10 seconds on the electric meter, and Professor Shen's run is almost equivalent to that of a first-class athlete!
"Exceeding the wind speed?" The young man looked up at the sky. It was sunny and there was no wind.

"This... this is very unscientific!" The young man was puzzled. Professor Shen, a long-distance running enthusiast, and an old man who is almost 30 years old, can run the 11 meters in less than [-] seconds!
"Phew..." Shen Qi, who had just finished his full sprint, was panting like a cow, and he said, "Brother, science is far more incredible than you imagined... What's your major?"

The young man was sweating profusely: "I majored in Mathematics and Finance."

Shen Qi: "Huh? This is your fault. You are a student of several colleges, and I am not allowed to participate in the student group competition?"

The young man explained: "I didn't know you were so strong in the 11 meters, Professor Shen! Seeing is believing. If you run within [-] seconds, you can definitely participate in the student competition."

Shen Qi: "Me, I just resumed training not long ago, give me a few more days of practice, and I can run within 10 seconds 90."

"Come on, I wish you good luck, I wish you good results in the competition of the student group." The young man respected the facts, and Shen Qi successfully entered the two individual events of the [-]-meter and long jump of the student group.

The news that Shen Qi signed up for the competition of the student group quickly spread throughout Yanda University.

"This year's school sports meeting, Professor Shen Qi signed up for the student group's [-]-meter and long jump events!"

"According to the running association, Professor Shen's 10-meter training time has reached 70 seconds! The long jump is 7 meters 40! He is definitely not coming to the student group to be funny!"

"Nimma, isn't it! Professor Shen is so fierce, a runner and jumper! Carl Lewis among scientists!"

"The Student Union of the School of Numerology fully supports Professor Shen!"

"The student union of the Institute of Physics called for Professor Shen!"

"The Law Student Union said that we will not show mercy, even if he is Shen Qi!"

"The School of Government Students' Union said it should be ours to say that."

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The students of the School of Mathematical Sciences and the School of Physics regard Shen Qi as an academic idol, but the track and field level of these two science schools is relatively weak.

More than half of Yanda's special track and field enrollment is in the Law School and the School of Government Administration. The student athletes of these two schools were stimulated, and they wanted to beat Shen Qi on the track and in the bunker.

The only way to defeat Shen Qi is in the track and field.

The day before the start of the sports meeting, Academician Shen's villa.

"Husband, can you really outrun the students?" Ouye also heard the above news, her husband was going to compete with young students, for real.

"Tomorrow's game, my wife, you must go to the scene to cheer for me and bring Nuofi." Shen Qi made all preparations, and competitive sports brought him long-lost passion.

(End of this chapter)