Principal Zhou's words made him famous in leadership circles, solidified his reputation as a top student and prodigy, and filled him with hope for the future.

Do universities need students who excel academically? Of course they do, but they also hope to find students with potential for success in government and business. These students are more likely to give back to their alma mater in the future.

Just like Chu Yang, he is bound to achieve great things in business in the future.

At this moment, Chu Yang was unaware that he was being closely watched. He was on the field directing a group of students to twist their waists and sway their hips, having a great time.

After finishing, he quietly slipped away to avoid being confronted by both Shen Li and Li Qingshu.

The opening ceremony in the morning passed just like that.

The official competition will begin in the afternoon.

The photography students participating in the competition were all eager to compete and prepared to fight tooth and nail to win.

After all, the reward promised by Chu Yang was quite generous.

The class was well-prepared this time, with a cheerleading squad of seven fairies holding pom-poms and cheering for the contestants.

Jiang Chao brought over a large drum, and two classmates stood behind him holding a large flag.

When the students from the class took to the field, the drums immediately sounded, the flags waved, and cheers rang out continuously, creating quite a spectacle.

As for Chu Yang, he was on the sidelines, setting up his camera lens to capture the highlights of the contestants.

Just then, the phone rang; it was the newspaper editor-in-chief who answered it.

"Hey bro, the sprint event is about to start. Can you take a few videos? Close-up shots, not the whole thing. If it's too much trouble, forget it, no pressure."

“…Alright then.” Chu Yang agreed.

Meanwhile, the announcement was already being made that all athletes for the 50-meter event were in position.

Chu Yang attached a handheld stabilizer to the camera, then went to the starting point and turned on the video recording mode.

Luo Du, the class's sports representative, was doing jumping warm-up exercises on the far side of the track.

"Squad leader, make sure you take a good picture of me later!" He flexed his biceps at Chu Yang and grinned.

"Then you'd better get first place. My camera is only interested in the first place winner," Chu Yang said with a smile.

"That's easy. My 50-meter record is 6.5 seconds. I can easily win without any pressure! And my strength is the 100 meters. The 50 meters is just a warm-up." Luo Du said confidently.

"Oh, right, class monitor, you should stand further forward, otherwise you won't be able to catch up and capture my dashing figure," he added.

Chu Yang nodded and moved forward five meters.

“This distance isn’t enough, squad leader,” Luo Du said.

Chu Yang picked up the camera and pointed it at the lens.

“No problem, this angle is perfect. Just keep running, and the finish line will definitely have plenty of shots of your handsome face,” Chu Yang said.

"Alright then." Luo Du had no choice but to give up, though he was still quite skeptical.

At this point, the referee had already signaled all the runners to get ready to start.

Sprint events, including the 50m, 100m, 200m, 4x100m relay, and 110m hurdles, are the events that ignite the passion of the audience on the sports field, where victory or defeat often hinges on milliseconds.

Therefore, this match immediately attracted the attention of the entire audience.

On the sidelines, Song Qingqing asked curiously, "Hey, Xiao Li, is Chu Yang also going to participate?"

Shen Li picked up the binoculars and looked, saying, "No, he's filming at close range."

"Filming? At such a fast pace, can he keep up?" the others wondered.

"Of course, just you wait and see," Shen Li said with a confident smile.

On the other side, Li Qingshu was asked the same question by Qin Xiaozhen and the others.

Her answer was equally confident.

"Chu Yang is very fast."

"Soon? (???)?" Qin Xiaozhen and the others immediately misunderstood and revealed ambiguous smiles.

Li Qingshu then realized what was happening, her pretty face flushed, and she lightly spat out, "What are you thinking? I was talking about speed."

Others: "Oh... speed (???)?"

"No, what I meant was, I have absolutely nothing to do with him... Oh dear!" Li Qingshu was suddenly unable to explain herself.

Embarrassed by the blunder, I simply ignored these women with impure thoughts and shouted towards the field:

"Go Chu Yang! ('O')?"

"Go Chu Yang? But he's not even participating," Qin Xiaozhen and the others teased.

Li Qingshu covered her face in embarrassment, feeling incredibly ashamed.

But then a voice came from another side of the field.

"Go Chu Yang! ('O')?"

"Huh?" Li Qingshu looked up and vaguely saw a familiar figure.

It looks like a snow pear?

"That's the campus belle from the South Campus, she also likes Chu Yang?" Qin Xiaozhen suddenly said.

“How could that be? Chu Yang is her second…” Li Qingshu didn’t continue her explanation.

Shen Li's sudden support relieved some of her embarrassment.

But for some reason, I always had a strange feeling in my heart.

"Impossible, I must be overthinking it," she told herself.

Then, the starting gun fired with a bang, piercing the sky above the stadium and igniting the passion of the entire crowd.

At the starting line, all the runners shot off like arrows released from a bow or like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey, their expressions ferocious, their passion blazing, and their speed at full throttle!

Immediately, cheers and shouts of encouragement filled the air.

But suddenly everyone noticed that there was a figure on the side of the track who seemed to be moving even faster!

"Wow, is that a photographer?"

"He's taking pictures! He's holding the camera steadily!"

"He's faster than the number one competitor, leading by at least six meters!"

"No, he did move forward several meters just now!"

"But look at his speed, he's always in the lead, and he keeps turning back to take pictures!"

"Wow, it looks like he's about to take off any second!"

"..."

Immediately, many people's attention was drawn to the photographers on the sidelines, and they all agreed that he was faster than all the other athletes!

Before anyone could react, the photographer had already crossed the finish line and was still rushing forward. When he had gone six or seven meters, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and adjusted the camera angle.

Meanwhile, some runners have already crossed the finish line.

Luo Du was the first to arrive, but he wasn't excited because Chu Yang was even faster than him!

Start by standing five meters ahead, and at the finish line, you'll be at least six meters ahead of him. When you arrive, you'll even turn around and stand still!

That speed is absolutely enough to get under six seconds!

Chu Yang looked relaxed and waved at him, saying, "Congratulations on getting first place. I managed to capture your cool moment."

Luo Du looked on incredulously, panting heavily, and said, "Squad leader, you're too fast! Are you even human?! If you're so fast, why don't you participate in the competition?"

Chu Yang chuckled and said, "I came here to be a photographer because I couldn't find any opponents on the track and field."

Luo Du: "...Awesome!"

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