I upgrade alone

Looking at the direction Choi Tae-woong pointed, Cheng Jin-Woo nodded.

"I see."

"That person is the second-year substitute with the worst grades in our track and field department. Why do you have to run faster than him to enter the track and field team?"

lie.

Before listening to his explanation, Cheng Jin-Woo already knew the information about the second-year athletes.

He couldn't help but smile.

'It looks fragile, but the waist and calves are very strong, plus the confidence that exudes from the whole body...'

You can tell from his steady breathing and straight figure that he is not an ordinary athlete.

In other words, the third-year senior wanted to make a fool of himself.

Cheng Jin-Woo, who saw through their intentions at a glance, couldn't help but laugh.

Only then did Zheng Jiuzhi know Cui Taixiong's plan, and his expression also changed.

"That's right, isn't your goal to participate in the competition? Then this simple team entry test shouldn't be a big deal, right?"

Although Cheng Jin-Woo didn't like the way he laughed, he still asked.

"Is that senior... really a backup?"

"I promise."

Hearing Cui Taexiong's confident voice, the team members behind him had a hard time holding back their laughter.

'It is indeed a backup, but after winning No.3 in last year's competition, Wei injured his ankle in the winter training camp before becoming a backup. '

But strictly speaking, it was because he was unable to participate in training that he became the "backup" player with the worst performance.

Cheng Jin-Woo readily answered Choi Tae-woong who was secretly laughing.

"I see. I'll compete with him once."

Take the bait, kid.

Including Zheng Jiuzhi, the seniors of the track and field department cheered one by one.

'The guy who didn't even recognize the third guy in last year's district conference said he wanted to be on the track team. '

Especially Choi Tae-woong who was talking to Cheng Jin-Woo, he used all his strength to hold back his laughter.

"Fine. But running is no fun. If you win, you can join the track team. If you lose, you have to clean and do our laundry for free. How about that?"

"it is good."

"Xiao, Jin-Woo..."

Youngji tried to dissuade Cheng Jin-Woo, but Cheng Jin-Woo smiled.

"It doesn't matter."

'How long can you stay like this?'

Cui Taexiong looked at the alternate and shouted.

"Shang Ren, come over and compare with him."

Wu Shangren, who had just finished warming up, straightened up.

"no problem."

After taking off his glasses, Wu Shangren handed them to other players.

Then he turned his gaze and saw an unusual light in his eyes.

Seeing his eyes, Cheng Jin-Woo also handed the backpack and jacket to Oh Young-gil.

When the members of the track and field department were thinking about how to let the freshmen taste the bitterness of life, Cheng Jin-Woo was thinking about what kind of speed they should run in order to "slightly" surprise the members of the track and field department.

"First graders, are you ready?"

"no problem."

"Shangren, what about you?"

"Ready."

Seong Jin-Woo and Oh Sang-In stood on the starting line together.

Seong Jin-Woo, who optimized his posture to the extreme to be able to fight at any time, and Oh Sang-In, who lowered his posture just for running.

"What happened to that kid?"

"He still wants to join the track and field team. I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to write matt characters?"

Cheng Jin-Woo laughed off their taunts.

"Prepare."

soon.

Choi Tae-woong shouted out the instructions to start.

"run!"

***

"Teacher, are you feeling better now?"

"Ah... yes, nothing..."

Teacher Park Ki-su, known as the "Viper", left quickly after an ambiguous answer.

His stiff expression now fully explains his mood at this moment.

It must be my mistake to see such a big scandal when the whole school is full of teachers and students.

I must have eaten something wrong in the morning and had hallucinations.

For some reason, he always felt that the eyes of the students looking at him were full of ridicule.

He avoided the sight of the students and quickly walked into the sports department, then let out a long breath.

"Hoooo..."

Just smoke a cigarette?

Because everyone in the office smokes, this place is a haven for Mr. Park Ki-shu's soul.

Just when he was leaning against the window sill with a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes casually glanced at the sports field.

With his eyes widening suddenly, he hastily got down.

'Wh-what? Why is he running laps on the field with the track team?'

At this moment, the coach of the track and field team who entered the office saw the Park Ki tree by the window.

"Teacher Park!"

The coach thought that Mr. Park might have hypoglycemia again like in the morning, so he hurried to help Pu Jishu.

"Are you okay? Do you really not need to go to the hospital?"

"No, it's fine. I'm just feeling dizzy..."

Pu Jishu prevaricated casually.

"But...why does Seong Jin-Woo run laps with people from the track and field team?"

"Ah... what's that? Is that kid's name Cheng Jin-Woo?"

The coach looked out the window at the field and couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that a freshman came over and said that he wanted to join the track and field team... After the test, he found that he was quite strong, so he stayed. Now he is testing his endurance."

"Patience, stamina?"

"Yeah, this is already the No.20 lap. I looked a little tired, so I went up first."

Sports... Department of Sports.

Nothing is more useful than exercise in relieving the blood of youth.

Many ideas appeared in Mr. Park Ki-shu's mind.

Seong Jin-Woo, whom he regards as a problem child, may be honing himself in the track and field team now.

'Maybe maybe I was wrong...'

Thinking about it this way, there should be no children who would walk back and forth with monsters.

Cheng Jin-Woo is just an ordinary student who found his belonging through study and sports after going through a long period of hesitation.

I actually saw some monsters, ghosts and the like from this child, so where is the face of this "poisonous snake"?

Pu Jishu smiled and straightened up.

'That's right . . . treat him without prejudice.In this way, the misunderstanding will be easily resolved. '

Looking at Pu Jishu's serious and relaxed expression for a while, the coach asked with some concern.

"Ms. Park...?"

"It's okay, it's okay now. I don't feel dizzy."

"Ah... that would be great."

After the coach retreated a little, Pu Jishu slowly looked behind him again.

Under the bright sunshine, the teenager is sweating and running on the sports field.

Who would blame this boy?

After running a few laps, the members of the track and field team began to pant heavily, and Cheng Jin-Woo, whose breath was still steady, caught his eyes.

'Sure enough, it's still me in the morning...'

He hasn't had time to be happy yet.

It suddenly darkened in front of his eyes, and thousands of shadow troops appeared in front of him again.

Teacher Pu Jishu, who almost fainted again, used his legs hard and clenched his teeth.