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Before his rebirth, Su Yu was watching a live broadcast of Pei Dingshan, the national team’s gold-medal-winning sprint coach. Images from ten years ago flashed before his eyes. Back then, he had been sent to the provincial track and field team for training because of a school summer camp.
Pei Dingshan, who was still an assistant coach for the provincial team at the time, had handpicked him: “Su Yu? You have a lot of talent. Are you willing to train for the sprints with me?”
Because of that summer camp, having witnessed firsthand the sheer hardship of being a professional athlete, Su Yu chose to give up without a second thought. But afterward… whenever he achieved good results in a sprint test, or whenever his classmates offhandedly praised his speed… he couldn’t stop regretting his original choice.
He once gathered all his courage and ran back to the provincial team to find Pei Dingshan, asking if he could still train with him. The reply he received was: “It is already too late.”
Suddenly, in a daze, he found himself standing at the entrance of the provincial team again, luggage in hand. This was the very first time he had entered the provincial team with the summer camp group.
Su Yu knew clearly that even if life started over, he still had various flaws. But he wanted to try—if he could grit his teeth and move forward with determination, what heights could his life reach?
He thought, he could do it.
Su Yu: A dog-tempered wolf cub? who thinks he isn’t a genius but actually possesses peerless talent, gradually growing into a Great Demon King under Pei Dingshan’s guidance.
Probably many years later…
Reporter: “As a genius leading Chinese sprinting onto the world stage…”
Wolf Cub: [Staring with a grumpy face] “I am not a genius.”
Reporter: “…”
Wolf Cub: [Staring with a grumpy face] “Everyone’s talent is about the same, and everyone is very strong. I just have better luck.”
Reporter: [Wiping his face] Fine, you’re the genius, you call the shots. If you say everyone’s talent is good, then fine.
Other Athletes: … We’re begging you, Big Boss, please stop stabbing our hearts! QAQ
