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Chapter 293 - 293 293 What's There to Be Excited About


293: Chapter 293: What’s There to Be Excited About?


(First Update) 293: Chapter 293: What’s There to Be Excited About?


(First Update) “Yay, Brother Fan is number one!”


A scream shattered the silence!


At the venue, the spot of the scoffing squad was already surrounded by over a hundred people, their shouts like thunder from a clear sky, awakening everyone.


Number one?


How is that possible?


How could that guy get first place!


Damn, you got first place, and then the double middle fingers, what the hell is that about?


Seeing Zhang Fan’s mischievous smile, especially that middle finger, embarrassed a bunch of athletes.


Especially the one who had mocked Zhang Fan before, his eyes turned bloodshot.


Shit, you can’t play like this.


On TV, Weng Shuang and Ye Yanran’s stunning faces froze momentarily.


First place?


“Cough cough!” Zhang Dongyang sprayed out his beer.


Damn, this kid is getting more and more deserving of a beating.


“Ah, Brother Fan is number one, Daddy, Brother Fan is first,” Zhang Xiaoyuan jumped up excitedly.


“Holy crap, Zhang Fan got first place?


Are my eyes deceiving me?”


In S city, a group of people stood agape, shouting in astonishment.


That guy, damn it, got first in a 100-meter sprint?


“My God, I feel like I’m hallucinating, that guy who was late has taken first place?” Xiaoxiao yelled disbelievingly.


This shout expressed the thoughts of everyone present.


But soon, Xiaoxiao snapped out of it and quickly yelled to the timing coach, “How many seconds, how many seconds, announce it already!”


Immediately, everyone quieted down again.


Yes, what was Zhang Fan’s time?


He did start a second late.


Seeing the coaches’ dumbstruck expressions, Xiaoxiao climbed down from the lift and then started sprinting towards them.


“I can’t wait anymore, I’m going ahead, ladies and gentlemen in the audience, wait for my good news,” Xiaoxiao shouted as she ran.


The group of coaches pulled up Zhang Fan’s time on their timers.


The next moment, their eyes bulged.


No way?


The coaches looked up, extremely shocked, and after a while, they finally said, “Yours is 8.48 seconds too?”


“What?


Yours too?”


The unanimous reply left them stunned again.


Shit, really 8.48 seconds?


Fuck, did he break the world record?


The world record for 100 meters is 9.58 seconds, damn, how is this possible!


Is the timer broken?


Hearing the coaches’ voices, a group of athletes gasping for breath dropped their jaws.


God, 8.48?


How the hell is that possible!


“Oh my god, I’m so tired, I can’t anymore, let me catch my breath,” Xiaoxiao, holding a megaphone in one hand and her waist with the other, breathed heavily.


However, seeing the bewildered crowd, she immediately said suspiciously, “See the expressions on these coaches?


Could it be they’re stunned by my handsome face?”


“Fuck off, just announce the results already, how many seconds was it?” The audience grew restless and started cursing.


“Oh my, how can you talk like that?” Xiaoxiao pinched her fingers together and made a shy girl-like expression.


“Fuck, a crossdresser!”


The audience was stunned by Xiaoxiao’s gesture.


“Alright, enough bullshit, let me announce the first-place result.” Xiaoxiao walked over to a coach and whispered, “How many seconds?”


The coach, trembling, handed over the stopwatch.


“Oh, not bad at all, 8.48 seconds!


Not bad!” Xiaoxiao said.


“That’s nothing much, just 8.48 seconds, I could do that too,” someone muttered.


As soon as he finished speaking, a slap came flying.


“Not impressive?


Do you know what the world record for the 100-meter sprint is?


9.58 seconds, for fuck’s sake.


Come on, run now, if you can’t make 8.48 seconds, I’ll break your legs,” someone roared.


What the fuck, not impressive?


This is the result?


You don’t even have this basic knowledge, why the fuck are you here watching the provincial games, why not just play games at home.


Xiong Lin looked stunned, and the next moment, his eyes blazed with passion.


Broken, it’s broken again!


Hahaha, didn’t you say I was bullshitting?


Now I want to see what you all say, this is the provincial games, so many people watching, hahaha, Zhao Fen, you dumbass.


Hmm, why does the atmosphere feel a bit off?


Xiaoxiao looked around and noticed that the expressions of the people around were quite abnormal, but soon, she caught on.


As the host of the provincial games, she obviously crammed some sports knowledge.


Fuck, 8.48 seconds?


Is this the fucking world record?


And she knew that Zhang Fan had started about a second late, fuck, if he had started on time, wouldn’t his result be 7.48 seconds, or even better?


Monster, what a monster!


Fuck me, this is a world record.


How many years?


Unbreakable!


And this just happened in our province?


“I can hardly believe it, and I’m sure everyone feels the same, 8.48 seconds, 100 meters, if I’m not mistaken, the world record is 9.58 seconds.


That is to say, our friend here has broken the world record!” Xiaoxiao’s voice suddenly rose.


“This guy, come over here, please, what’s your name?” Xiaoxiao approached Zhang Fan, observing his nonchalant demeanor, she could hardly believe it.


Fuck, everyone else is tired as dead dogs, how come you’re fine?


At that moment, she started to wonder, did this guy even try his hardest?


“Zhang Fan, ‘Zhang’ as in bow, ‘Fan’ as in ordinary,” Zhang Fan laughed.


“Brother Zhang Fan, how are you feeling right now?” Xiaoxiao asked.


“Feeling?


Pretty normal, what’s up?” Zhang Fan replied.


Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and said, “You broke the world record, aren’t you a bit excited?”


“Oh!” Zhang Fan nodded and then said, “What’s there to be excited about?”


Xiaoxiao almost bit her tongue, dude, don’t be so arrogant.


You just broke a world record and you’re so calm, how are we supposed to feel?


“So, is there anything you want to say?” Xiaoxiao asked helplessly.


“Yeah, that Zhao Fen, see you in the next 200 meters!” Zhang Fan stared coldly through the crowd at Zhao Fen’s pale face and slowly said.


“Ah?


200 meters?


Wait, Brother Zhang Fan, do you mean you’re also participating in the upcoming 200-meter race?” Xiaoxiao was stunned.


Not just her, everyone at the scene, including those watching on TV, were stunned.


Fuck, you’re participating in the 200 meters too?