That's right, I am a glutton!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The next second, the girl heard the same voice from her boyfriend as her uncle.

These two people are definitely not the same.

"Kitahara Cangsuke! Kitahara Cangsuke!"

Exhausting all the strength of his body, it was as if he was going to be dumb, shouting the name hard.

Looking at the numbers on the screen, the audience, athletes, organizers, reporters...the whole venue went crazy.

People who don't know might think that the emperor died.

"very noisy."

As the initiator, Kitahara Cangsuke thought with a formula smile on his face.

All this did not surprise him.

As a half transcendent, is it worth the excitement to surpass ordinary people?

In this world, Cangsuke believes that the strongest person is Kyogoku Shin.

In all the fighting sports that Kitahara sees on TV and the Internet, even the world champions in other sports are weaker than him.

He is too strong. Among the strong people known to Cangsuke, there is no human being able to beat him in this world so far.

But if it is only faster than speed, Cangsuke is still very confident.

People who are better than him do not necessarily have him run fast.

On the one hand, because of his long legs, the distance of each step is very advantageous.

On the other hand, Kitahara's speed was obtained because of his special training method.

There are also various fighters in this world.

Different genres, everyone has their own training methods, and what they are good at is also different.

But like him, there are not many people who learn the roles in Dragon Ball and wear heavy vests all the year round.

Moreover, even in Dragon Ball.

The only people who carry weight training all the year round are Monkey King and Piccolo.

Kelin, Tianjin Fan, Yamucha... rarely do this.

So, after imitating Monkey King and Piccolo Cangsuke this way, after taking down the things that he has completely adapted to...

He has gained an unmatched running speed.

Before ordinary people can react, like a heavy truck, it can knock the robber out at an exaggerated speed.

To say, is there anyone on this planet who is faster than him, maybe there is.

Cangsuke didn't know the answer.

But the main problem is that people who are stronger than him in the hidden world may not be interested in becoming a sprinter at all.

The reason is very simple.

Bolt, the world's top sprinter, costs hundreds of thousands of dollars for one appearance.

Other top players can earn tens of thousands of dollars, which is already quite remarkable.

It looks like a lot, but...

The same is the world's top, boxing champion Floyd Mayweather's highest appearance fee, but reached a full 180 million US dollars.

In addition to him, there are many other boxers with tens of millions of dollars in appearance fees.

So, if someone with superhuman physical fitness wants to earn pocket money, why don't others choose too much efficient methods?

Moreover, the most profitable sports in the world are basketball, rugby, baseball, football, tennis... and other ball sports.

Forbes' income rankings of sports athletes are occupied by these people all year round.

In contrast, even the champion of the 100-meter sprint World Championships is only 60,000 US dollars, and the other sub-challenge champions are not even 5,000 US dollars.

In contrast, the champion of the Magic Tennis Masters has a prize money of more than one million US dollars, and the top eight are all around one hundred thousand and several hundred thousand.Even if you are out after a round of tour, you can get a bonus of $100,000.

The sprint champion is no better than others.

Other ordinary athletes participate in track and field competitions, and some even squander money or lose money.

Cangjie's previous life, the creator of the 100-meter record in China, has always lived in the imperial capital, and his monthly salary is only 4,000 yuan.

And the rich and oily state of those Super League players, the gap between the two is not big.

If you want to make pocket money, it's better to practice football.

If it weren't for the long time of a ball game, and Cangsuke found it troublesome, he wanted to pick something a little easier.

In fact, he would not choose to sprint.

But now that we have done it, we must be the world's first.

Only the first can get enough income.

Otherwise, choosing to sprint will be meaningless to him.

In any case, Cangsuke has achieved half of his goal.

Looking at the people cheering for him in the entire stadium, all kinds of reporters and officials...

quickly……

At least half of the population on this land will hear his name.

Even in other Asian countries, many people will have a certain impression of him.

This fame will be transformed into his worth little by little.

Why did Cangsuke eat and support? Participating in this kind of competition that he doesn't like is not to make money.

As long as he is famous, big companies will naturally come to him as a spokesperson.

And he will be financially free from then on.

In the following life, I gave my parents a qualified answer and comfort.

No longer have to worry about other things, you can do whatever you want without worries.

First-class coaches, first-class venues, first-class equipment... These all require a lot of great knives.

"Going back is to take Twitter, Facebook, and other social media accounts seriously."

"Perhaps...no, there will definitely be an interview invitation from a TV station, although it is troublesome, please accept it."

Aosuke Kitahara moved his head and sighed a little helplessly. It was only the preliminary round of the first round.

However, at this moment, including all the players, in the entire stadium, no one would doubt that he was the champion of this competition.

Seeing the people around him crazy for him, this makes him who likes quiet, somewhat unaccustomed.

"Then, you have to fight for it."

I couldn't help but think of the little fool in my family who was still working hard to become a famous light novelist.

"Waiting for the right opportunity, I can help her publicize... I don't know which effect will be better compared with TAKI-kun's blog?"

Kitahara Cangsuke couldn't help thinking.

He shook his head, patted his cheek, forcibly raised his spirits, and prepared to deal with the next trouble.

...

"What's happening here?"

Saki Yoshida, who had just returned to his home from school, saw that his and Cangsuke's home was surrounded by a crowd of people.

Her first reaction was that someone came to ask for trouble.

"Let's leave first..."

Miss Yoshida thought of this, ready to run away.

At this moment, a voice came from behind her.

"Miss, do you know anyone who lives in that house?"

What appeared in front of her was a beautiful woman in a short skirt uniform, and a little brother who seemed to be carrying a camera next to her.

"You can say so..."

Xiao Saki didn't say anything about her own living in it, but kept an eye on it and replied vaguely.

"Reporter? It doesn't seem to be the kind people..."

Miss Yoshida couldn't help but beat the drums in her heart, but she soon realized that she had overreacted just now.

Hearing her answer, the female reporter's eyes lit up, and the look in the girl's eyes shone like she was looking at a treasure.

There was an inexplicable trace of fear in Xiao Saki who hadn't understood what happened.

Chapter 117

Many people were talking about the same thing that night.

A pair of young couples who look very leisurely are sitting in the living room watching TV programs.

And what's on TV is an interview with someone.

"I'm back~"

From the hallway came the voice of a young girl, but it sounded inexplicably lack of energy.

The kind woman sitting on the sofa heard her daughter's greetings behind her.Turned around and put his chin on the sofa, gently beckoning his hands to speak.

"Xiaohui, are you back? There is watermelon in the kitchen."

The woman lying on the sofa looks very young, but she is already a mother.The tone revealed a very unique light and fluttering feeling like his own daughter.

And the girl who appeared in front of her dressed up in uniform was naturally Megumi Kato.

"Well, I got it."

Miss Kato, who had just returned from the cram school, put the bag that was not light in her hand on a chair beside her.

Stepping on the slippers under his feet while answering mother's words, he unceremoniously walked towards the kitchen.

The looking young wife smiled at her daughter's back, and then quickly returned her attention to the TV.

Crazy uncles, excited-looking players and conference organizers, as well as reporters crowded around a certain young man.

Obviously the finals will not be held until the next day, but the grand occasion at this time is many times larger than the scale of the interviews afterwards in previous finals.

After a while, the situation gradually improved with the help of the organizer, and interviews began to be carried out in a more orderly manner.

The reporter from the TV station seemed inexperienced, but he explained with passion.

"Through slow motion, we can see that Kitahara's reaction time is 0.34 seconds."

"It's the latest...latest among all the preliminaries. Excuse me..."

"I focus on safety."

Beiyuan Cangjie replied expressionlessly.

At this time, he has changed into a black sportswear, completely covering the skin below, without worrying about the danger of being out.

The previous sports shorts were exposed to the people of the whole country, which made him feel a little ashamed.

Cangsuke is a bit conservative.

Not knowing his thoughts, the heroine on the side continued to ask questions.

"It's about safety, okay. So are you confident about making it to the final?"

"decide as things go."

All of them were unnutritious questions, which made Kitahara Cangsuke deal with it.

The meeting record is 10 seconds away, so of course he is confident.