More People Than Just Him Are Better Than You

On the second day of the Sports Meet, the weather was scorching. The seats in the stands were hot enough to burn your backside, so there were very few spectators today. Even those who came did not sit in the stands.

Only a few unlucky Student Union members remained on the podium, baking under the sun as they handled announcements and event scheduling, cooling themselves beneath a barely useful large umbrella.

Everyone had crowded around the tents set up on the field to provide logistical support for the athletes, which were practically packed with spectators there to watch the fun.

Not far away, at the shot put event, Li Haoyang threw the shot put amid the astonished gazes of countless people.

The muscles on his arms made the other students competing in the event envious and full of admiration.

With that throw, first place had already been decided. Everyone else could only fight for second.

Li Haoyang turned and left without caring about the rankings or asking about his result. The Sports Meet events were like some assembly-line task to him.

He came and went in a hurry, showing up just to take first place before leaving.

He knew he could not outrun the Track and Field Club in sprinting events, so he had not entered any of them.

He was not particularly interested in sprinting either. Sprints were purely a contest of individual strength, while long-distance running tested endurance.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard another round of startled cries behind him.

What was going on? Was there another expert?

Li Haoyang turned around and curiously looked toward where the shot put had just been thrown.

The men's event had already ended. It was now the women's shot put event.

The first contestant was an extremely