Almighty Athlete

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The young man opened the door and threw his jacket on the sofa, then returned to his bedroom, lay lazily on the bed, took out his mobile phone and started to slide the screen.

His name is Zhang Guan, an ordinary single dog.

Zhang Guan works in the Sports Bureau. He belongs to the kind of job where the salary is not high. On weekdays, he goes to work and speculates in stocks, and he goes home from get off work to play games. In addition, Zhang Guan's family financial conditions are acceptable and he can afford to eat and wear. Life can be considered moisturizing.

Playing mobile games has become Zhang Guan's biggest hobby in recent times. At this moment, he is holding his mobile phone and searchers have recently published some new mobile game reviews.

Suddenly, the phone screen went completely black, Zhang Guan frowned and pressed the start button, but nothing happened.

"How come it suddenly crashed? This domestic mobile phone has always been reliable. What happened today." Zhang Guan was about to restart the phone, but found that the screen suddenly turned on.

A line of subtitles appears on the phone screen.

"Do you want to be an all-around athlete?"

Zhang Guan was stunned, guessing that this was a link to a certain game. He whispered in his heart that the security software installed in his phone couldn't even block an advertisement, but his finger involuntarily pressed the "confirm" button.

At the next moment, Zhang Guan felt dizzy, and then there was pitch black in front of him, and he lost consciousness.

...

Zhang Guan slowly opened his eyes, and a familiar face appeared in front of him. He carefully identified it. This was Hu Xi, a good friend he had a good relationship with when he was in high school.

"Are you Hu Xi? Have you shaved?"

"Nonsense, of course it's me! Shave your beard? Are you confused!" Hu Xi handed a bottle of mineral water to Zhang Guan's mouth, and then said: "You finally woke up, but I was scared just now."

"What's wrong with me?" Zhang Guan asked.

"You fainted from heatstroke just now." Hu Xi paused, and then said: "Your test sequence has passed, but the invigilator said that since you are in a special situation, you can give you another chance to make you the last group. Retake the exam."

Zhang Guan was taken aback for a moment, feeling that this conversation seemed to be familiar. He sat up, looked around, his expression suddenly changed.

"This is a dream!" Zhang Guan severely pinched his arm, realizing that he was not dreaming.

"Hu Xi, how old am I?" Zhang Guan asked immediately.

"I'm confused by heat stroke. We are both seventeen years old!" Du Dong said.

"This is a second-level exam?" Zhang Guan asked again.

"Of course!" Hu Xi nodded.

Zhang Guan took a deep breath, and the thoughts in his heart were confirmed. He really returned to the age of seventeen.

Zhang Guan did not study well in high school, and in order to increase the admission rate of the university, the high schools at that time "encourage" the students who did not study well in the second grade to use their "specialties". To put it bluntly, they let some scumbags practice sports and art. Let them participate in sports or art admissions, as long as they have passed the sports or art professional subject exams, even if they have low cultural scores, they can be admitted, which will also increase the school's college admission rate.