Urban God-level Youth

Qin Hao looked startled, "Who are you talking about?"

The fatty replied, "Xia Qing, didn't you guys have dinner together on the second floor of the cafeteria before?"

"You're saying Xia Qing is livestreaming on the TT platform?"

The fatty nodded, "Yes, I saw it with my own eyes last night, and today I plan to recruit her to our guild.

If she signs with those big guilds, it will be dangerous."

Qin Hao said curiously, "Why do you say that?"

The fatty explained, "Brother, you don't understand this livestreaming industry, it's murky waters, not any less shady than the entertainment circle.

For those big guilds' new female streamers, if you're a bit good-looking, you get targeted easily.

Do you want to get ahead? Do you want the guild's strong recommendation? If so, you have to curry favor with the president of those big guilds.

And a lot of the second-rate or higher female streamers, nine out of ten have been with rich sponsors or guild executives.

If Xia Qing signs with those big guilds and doesn't get promoted, getting sidelined, you can imagine the outcome.

Either leave the livestreaming world, or choose to submit."

With an even tone, Qin Hao said, "Then you sign her, and if you can't, there's no need to keep your media company running."

"Brother, do you have to be so ruthless?" the fatty looked at him, feeling wronged.

Qin Hao, "I'm not joking with you, you must sign her."

"Okay, brother," the fatty replied earnestly.

"We are about to start the men's 100-meter sprint finals, can all the athletes come to the field to prepare."

Upon hearing this, Qin Hao got up and walked outside.

"Go Qin Hao," Ning Yao shouted.

"Go Qin Hao," many classmates were also cheering for him.

He Tingting followed him to the sports field, saying as they walked, "I'll wait for you at the finish line, with your strength, first place shouldn't be a problem."

Qin Hao nodded slightly and jogged to the starting line, testing his calf, not feeling any pain.

At the starting line, a dozen people stood in their own lanes ready to start.

"On your marks."

"Bang"

With the sound of the gunshot, everyone dashed out instantly.

Qin Hao was not holding back at this moment, exploding with his fastest speed. He had added two agility points yesterday, so he was even faster than before.

After thirty meters.

Qin Hao was already four or five meters ahead of the second-place runner, and the distance was still increasing.

All the athletes were giving it their all, the frequency of their leg movements extremely fast.

"Qin Hao!"

"Keep it up!"

"Wang Kai!"

"Keep it up!"

...

Cheers from various classes resounded through the stadium, synchronized and full of vigor.

He Tingting, upon seeing Qin Hao far in the lead, also cheered for him.

When Qin Hao reached eighty meters, the second-place runner was already more than ten meters away.

"Damn, isn't that too fast?" everyone was dumbfounded.

"Is this a school sports meet or a world championship?"

"With this speed, could it be another record in the making?"

"So handsome, I think I've fallen for him," a girl said with stars in her eyes.

...

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh"

Qin Hao was the first to cross the finish line, prompting cheers from the Computer Science department.

After Qin Hao stopped, He Tingting brought water and a towel to him, "Drink some water, wipe your sweat."

"Thank you, teacher," Qin Hao said, taking a drink and wiping the sweat from his forehead and neck.

He Tingting asked, "How do you feel? Do you think you have a good chance in the next race? If you're too tired, just forget it."

Those who had run the 100 meters were panting and very tired after they finished.

She was worried that Qin Hao might have an accident if he ran the 200 meters.

Qin Hao sat down on the grass, rolling up his trouser leg.

"What happened to your leg?" He Tingting was surprised to see the bandage on his leg.

"I got a bit injured yesterday."

As Qin Hao spoke, he removed the bandage, which was tightly wrapped around his leg, causing some discomfort.

"Congratulations to Qin Hao from Computer Science Class One for breaking the school sports meet record with a time of 9″99."

"9.99 seconds?"

The stadium erupted in astonishment.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Qin Hao.

9.99 seconds?

And what was he taking off his leg? A bandage? He could run so fast with an injured leg?

Damn, is he some kind of freak?

How are we supposed to live with this?

...

He Tingting heard the voice over the loudspeaker and looked at him in shock, "You broke the record again."

Qin Hao nodded calmly, "I heard, Mr. He."

He Tingting asked in surprise, "Aren't you excited? The world 100 meter record is 9.58 seconds, you're close to breaking the world record."

Qin Hao: "That's not my pursuit; even if I broke the world record, it wouldn't give me any sense of achievement."

It was the first time He Tingting had heard such a reply.

She looked at Qin Hao curiously, "Then what is your pursuit? Artificial Intelligence programming?"

Because she knew about Qin Hao's talent in computing, she posed the question.

Qin Hao thought for a moment and said, "I want to make my country, Xuan Country, the number one superpower in the world.

I want to use my efforts to improve the living standards of the entire nation.

I want all the descendants of Yan Huang to take pride in Xuan Country."

"Next up is the men's 200 meters final. Athletes, please get ready on the track."

Huh?

He Tingting stood there, dazed, while Qin Hao was already heading toward the starting line.

Watching Qin Hao's figure, she felt she couldn't quite understand him. Just what kind of person was he?

Every single thing he mentioned was nearly impossible to achieve.

It couldn't be done by a single person; it would require the collective effort of the whole nation.

Was he really planning to change all this by himself?
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"On your marks"

"Bang!"

The men's 200-meter dash started, and with the sound of the whistle, Qin Hao burst forward once more.

Although his stamina had dropped after the 100-meter race, his robust physique kept him in the lead.

Close behind him was Zhang Ming, who, this time, wasn't trailing at the end but was using all his strength.

The gap between the two wasn't very large.

At the 100-meter mark, Tian Liang started to speed up, closing the distance with Qin Hao.

Qin Hao didn't accelerate, maintaining his pace.

The cheering from his class rang out again.

Zhang Ming was closing in on Qin Hao rapidly, soon catching up and then overtaking him.

Qin Hao didn't panic; the 100-meter final just now had taken a lot of his energy, and there was also the injury on his lower leg.

Although it was almost healed, it still had some impact on his performance.

He was conserving his strength, waiting for the final burst.

"It's over, this time the champion must be Zhang Ming," someone in the stadium said.

"After all, Qin Hao just ran the 100 meters, and without any rest, he went for the 200 meters. Even the World's Fastest Man couldn't do that, right?"

"Look at those who just finished the 100 meters; they've collapsed in their seats, unable to get up."

"Go Qin Hao!"

"Go Qin Hao!"

Initially, it was just his class cheering for him, but later, students from other classes also rooted for him.

Not for anyone else, but because his spirit of hard work and struggle had touched everyone.

With fifty meters left to the finish line, Luo Hao began to speed up, trailing six or seven meters behind Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming was also accelerating, very fast indeed.

But the speed Qin Hao unleashed in an instant was even more terrifying, with the gap between them quickly shrinking.

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