Chapter 119 You're a liar, fine, then...
It seems she really enjoys the skill of disguise, changing her appearance every time she leaves the palace.
Fu Jun did not disturb her interest, but simply nodded and smiled silently as a greeting before turning his attention back to the opening ceremony.
At Chenshi (7-9 AM), the wooden fence was opened precisely on time, and the training camp site was officially opened to the public.
People outside the fence entered the competition area one after another, and soon the entire area was filled with men, women, and children.
They all looked on with anticipation. Clearly, this novel form of promotion, like the poster, had brought them a unique experience and aroused their strong curiosity, making it hard for them to resist the urge to come and see for themselves.
Perhaps because it is accessible to men, women, young and old, many men who usually stay at home have also had the opportunity to go out and have fun with their families.
Fu Jun wanted this effect: from not being allowed to go out, to occasionally going out, to going out freely, and finally to exercising as one pleases. These were all new breakthroughs for the people here, and required a gradual process.
Fu Jun began his speech once everyone was in the audience.
He first explained to everyone the reason for the last-minute change of celebration on the opening day. Then he enthusiastically talked about the newly added sprint race and team relay race, carefully explaining the game rules, as well as the prize money and awards. He also guaranteed that the event was genuine and valid, and that Qingming Pavilion would have the final right of interpretation.
To ensure fairness, the competition will be held separately for men and women, with teams divided into men's and women's teams.
Both will select the top three and top ten winners respectively, and the prizes will not conflict with each other.
Upon hearing this, everyone cheered and jumped for joy, eager to try it out.
Of course, just explaining wasn't enough, so Fu Yun called Cheng Jincheng and Lu Zhisheng to demonstrate for everyone. He and Cheng Jincheng were the ones running, while Lu Zhisheng waited at the finish line as the referee. A ribbon had been held up on both sides of the finish line, waiting for the fastest runner to rush onto the ribbon.
When Cheng Jincheng saw that Fu Yun wanted to race him in a sprint, he was immediately excited and strode to one of the tracks, eager to start.
Fu Yun walked steadily to the other track and gave Cheng Jincheng a disgruntled look: "Look how anxious you are. We're just demonstrating, it's not a real competition. You won't get a prize if you beat me, so what's all the excitement about?"
Cheng Jincheng grinned foolishly: "That's different. When I'm with a big shot like you, I don't have a chance to show my strengths. I finally managed to beat you once, so I have to do my best."
Fu Yun chuckled, too lazy to talk to this blockhead any longer. Looking ahead, she looked at Lu Zhisheng and said, "I'll give you a hand signal later. You can count to three, then two, then Jincheng and I will chase each other until one of us breaks through the red ribbon."
Lu Zhisheng nodded, looking somewhat nervous: "I understand."
Fu Yun looked away and met Cheng Jincheng's gaze, seeing a burning competitive spirit in his eyes.
He was somewhat amused and exasperated, and reminded him, "You're exaggerating! It's just a 100-meter sprint, not a 1000-meter race."
Cheng Jincheng snorted and said without any politeness, "What I want is to beat you, I don't care if it's short or long."
Fu Yun smiled meaningfully: "Alright! I'll grant your wish."
"Prepare!"
Cheng Jincheng squatted down, leaned forward, shifted his center of gravity slightly forward, bent his front knee, raised his heel slightly, placed the ball of his foot on the ground, knelt on his back knee, and touched the ground with his toes, making a standard starting motion.
Not to be outdone, Fu Yun adopted the same starting stance.
The onlookers were filled with surprise and curiosity, and some of them began discussing it with those around them.
What does this mean?
"It looks like a preparatory movement, but the posture is really not very elegant."
"Indeed, I wonder what the purpose and meaning of this action is?"
"Who knows? We'll find out soon enough."
Fu Yun looked up at Lu Zhisheng and gave him an OK sign.
Upon receiving the signal, Lu Zhisheng immediately nodded and said, "Since you two are ready, I will call it a start."
"Three~"
"Two~"
"One~"
"run!"
At Lu Zhisheng's command, Fu Yun and Cheng Jincheng's expressions hardened, and they rushed out like sharp swords.
The onlookers widened their eyes in surprise, their mouths forming an "O" shape, and they couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow, so fast!"
Fu Yun glanced at Cheng Jincheng, who was rushing ahead like lightning, out of the corner of her eye, but she was not flustered at all.
A slight smile played on his lips as he abruptly quickened his strides, catching up to Cheng Jincheng with lightning speed. Just two seconds before Cheng Jincheng, confident of victory, was about to break through the red ribbon, he whizzed past him and charged towards the red ribbon, sending it flying several meters away.
Wow~ That's amazing!
Everyone applauded: "Young Master Su is amazing! He actually made a comeback at the last moment."
"He looks so frail, I didn't expect him to run so fast."
"That's right! That young man Cheng looks much stronger than him, but he still lost."
Cheng Jincheng's face flushed red with shame. He wished he could disappear into the ground and gritted his teeth as he said, "Su Fuyun, are you playing me?"
Fu Yun turned around and looked at Cheng Jincheng with a smile: "Brother, underestimating your opponent in a competition is a big no-no. You don't even know if I can run, yet you think you'll win? Aren't you underestimating your opponent?"
He hadn't told Cheng Jincheng that although he wasn't a sports student, he often swam and ran when he was young. He was not only a champion athlete but also a skilled athlete. He would always participate actively in swimming and running competitions at school.
Over time, he developed the ability to run fast. Of course, he was not invincible against Cheng Jincheng. He could have a burst of speed in sprinting, but long-distance running was still very difficult for Su Fuyun's current body.
"Tch!" Cheng Jincheng rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Who was it that just said this was just a demonstration and not a competition? You big liar."
The onlookers were amused by the spectacle and teased, "The winner is king, the loser is a bandit. Losing is losing. Young Master Lu, you should just admit defeat!"
"That's right! It's because Su Xiaolangjun is too fast. It's not shameful for you to lose."
"Hahaha! You are right. Even if I were to compete with Young Master Su, I might not be faster than him."
Cheng Jincheng felt uneasy as he listened. He said defiantly, "I underestimated you just now. If we do it again, I will definitely beat you."
Before Fu Jun could respond, he quickly made a decision: "No, I have to race you again. I really don't believe I can't outrun you."
Fu Yun smiled and shook his head, not directly refusing. He wasn't really obsessed with winning or losing; he just wanted to tease Cheng Jincheng because he was so engrossed in the game.
Anyway, that was just a sprint demonstration. There's still a long-distance relay race to demonstrate. But this 1,000-meter relay race, whether it's the first 200 meters or the final 400 meters that determines the winner, requires a rapid sprint. For his current physical condition, that's quite difficult.
Fine, let's just let this guy get away with it!
Fu Yun said, "If you want to compete, that's fine too. We just happen to need to demonstrate a relay race."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Jincheng's eyes immediately lit up, and he became energetic: "That's great! Let's play another round. I'm determined to reclaim the victory that belongs to me."
Hearing this, everyone realized the fun in the competition and started cheering:
"Let's play one more round."
"Let's play one more round."
"Young men, why don't you play another round? Let us learn how to win so that we'll be more confident in winning the prize when we compete."
"Yes! I can't wait to get the reward."
Fu Jun readily agreed: "Okay, then we'll demonstrate the relay race process again."
The crowd cheered, "Great! Let's wait and see!"
The competition venue was too lively, with cheers coming from time to time. When General Qian was supervising the soldiers' martial arts practice, they were all absent-minded, their eyes constantly darting towards the lively crowd, their minds already far away.
Qian Qingling was utterly helpless and had no choice but to let them go: "Alright, go ahead and watch if you want!"
The female soldiers were stunned by what they heard, and looked incredulous, thinking they were hallucinating.
Qian Qingling, showing great mercy, said: "I'll let you rest for the day. Tomorrow, I'll give you time to intensify your martial arts training. No one is allowed to slack off."
The female soldiers immediately beamed with joy and burst into enthusiastic cheers: "Yes! General, you are mighty!"
Qian Qingling waved her hand: "Get lost!"
"Yes, ma'am!" The women scattered excitedly, running faster than rabbits.
Qian Qingling chuckled and shook her head, then walked toward the fitness training camp area.
It was thanks to Fu Yun and Cheng Jincheng's example that the women who brought their male companions no longer hesitated to participate in the event. When Fu Yun said that the relay race required five or six people, some women immediately asked their husbands to come out and practice the race in advance.
Fu Yun selected six men who didn't seem too weak, and had Cheng Jincheng choose three of them to form a team, while the remaining three would belong to his team.
He first explained the relay race process to the six people in detail. The track is 200 meters per lap, and a total of 5 laps are required. One person runs one lap first, and another person takes the stick handed to them by the first person and runs another lap. Then the third person runs the third lap, and finally he and Cheng Jincheng take the stick and run the remaining two laps.
After he finished explaining, Fu Yun clapped his hands: "Alright, let's begin the relay race demonstration. Everyone, please watch carefully."
Everyone applauded: "Great!"
"Young men, you'd better work harder!"
"Heave-ho! Heave-ho! Keep it up!"
"Heave-ho! Heave-ho! Keep it up!"
The three men were probably seeing so many people for the first time, their faces showing shyness, but also a hint of excitement in their eyes.
The first two runners had already reached the waiting area and were looking at Fu Jun.
Fu Yun said, "Young brothers, we are just demonstrating now. Just do your best. If you can't hold on, don't force yourself. It's okay to stop and rest."
The six men waiting to run nodded in response: "Thank you for the reminder, Young Master Su. We understand."
Fu Yun had Cheng Jincheng stand in the middle section for a few laps, while he walked to the starting point and asked the two men in a low voice, "Are you two ready?"
The two men replied, "All done."
Fu Jun nodded: "OK, let's begin."
He counted off, one sentence at a time: "Three, two, one, run!"
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