"I bet 1000 yuan." Guan Yufei took out his bank card directly. "Do you bet?"

Several boys on the school team immediately laughed.

"How can you not gamble?"

"Bet, of course! It's silly not to make money!"

"Man, you can think clearly. Brother Long's achievements have reached the level of national first-class athletes!"

"Ha ha, man, since you want to give us money, we'll accept it impolitely!"

"I bet 1000 that guy can jump farther than him." Guan Yufei put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked very similar to Shu Cheng.

Several shrewd boys in the school team looked at Guan Yufei with a confident look and turned their heads to look at the boy.

It was found that the boy's eyes were calm, and the corners of his lips were filled with a faint smile.

Only then did they remember that from the beginning to the present, there had never been any shocked look in the boy's eyes.

Several boys exchanged their eyes. Is there any fraud among them?!

Two of them took back the hands they wanted to bet. It's better not to bet. If they lose, they'll have to eat instant noodles again this month.

Among them, several people who have been pressed and injected secretly regret that they just didn't notice Shu Cheng's expression. At the same time, they were lucky to think that what if they were pressed right?

Others did not think too much and continued to inject.

"Ready?" the referee yelled.

Shu Cheng smiled, nodded, prepared for the run-up, walked and jumped, stepped on the first sign point, and started during the journey.

The school team looked at each other.

"Ha ha... This action... Is quite standard..."

"I'm afraid I've practiced it?"

"Although this approach is relatively natural and relaxed, it is dynamic, so it is difficult to control the position and speed of stepping on the sign every time, which puts forward higher requirements for accurate pedal. Do you think he can perfectly control the position and speed of stepping on the sign?"

"Also, it's not control. It's useless to wait for me to run up!"

Guan Yufei pursed his lips and stared at the text messages in his mobile phone. He didn't know what to say.

... thoughts float before

Guan Yufei heard the prompt tone of mobile phone text message and took out his mobile phone.

[Guan Yufei, this is Shu Cheng. - Shu Cheng]

Guan Yufei looked at the boy in the competition field. The boy smiled and took out his mobile phone.

Guan Yufei sent a text message with his hair low——

How do you know my number

[never mind how you know, aren't the people on the school team over there betting? Press 1000 for me and bet that I can jump farther than Lu Wenlong. - Shu Cheng]

[why should I help you? -- Guan Yufei]

[when things are done, I'll make seven and you three. ¡ª Shu Cheng]

[what if you lose? -- Guan Yufei]

[I won't lose. – Shu Cheng]

……

"Shu Cheng... 8... 8.95 meters!" the referee's voice trembled slightly, "the same as the world record!"

The people on the school team were also shocked. Eight meters is equivalent to the level of international athletes. Eight meters, 95? World records?

They usually dare not think of the results!

"Did I hear him wrong? How many meters did the referee say?"

"Eight... Eight meters nine five..."

"Am I dreaming?"

"Isn't that true?"

"I must be dreaming!"

The girls in the audience were also shocked and speechless. They thought that the male god would take the lead and beat the people on the school team in the face, but... The same as the world record?!

Is this a dream?!