The next morning.
Fang Li changed into his sportswear and went on his customary morning run around the grounds of Advanced Nurturing High School.
A month later, the mornings at Advanced Nurturing High School were still the domain of the various clubs, with the sounds of club activities audible everywhere.
Especially now that the first-year newcomers had all joined clubs, the morning activities were even livelier.
Whenever Fang Li occasionally brushed past members of the Track and Field Club who were also out for their morning runs, he could hear discussions like these.
"Was that the first-year student our club president had been trying so hard to recruit?"
"That was him."
"Can he really run that fast?"
"What? Want to challenge him?"
"Haha, forget it."
"If you're not confident you can beat the Student Council President, you'd better not go embarrass yourself."
"A wise choice."
Fang Li had heard plenty of such discussions over the past month.
At the beginning, however, things had not been so harmonious. Several Track and Field Club members who did not believe Fang Li possessed such ability had come to challenge him to races, hoping to test his skills.
Fang Li had not refused. No matter who came looking for him, he nodded and accepted every challenge.
What followed was a rather legendary sequence of events.
The first person to challenge him ran Fang Li to a draw.
The second person to challenge him ran Fang Li to a draw.
The third, fourth, and fifth challengers all ran Fang Li to draws as well.
The Track and Field Club, which had initially believed Fang Li was merely a fraud who could not even outrun an ordinary member, gradually shifted from contempt, mockery, and ridicule to surprise, astonishment, and silence.
After all, if he could draw