After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 655: Chapter 462: Make a Friend

"Principal Chen, what do you mean? Who are you talking about?"

Minister of Training Department Lv Xianzhi was utterly confused.

Principal Chen looked toward the playground and recalled for a moment before shaking his head with a laugh, saying,

"Fang Huai... mentioning his name, you may not be clear, but he had a nickname in this year’s National Martial Arts Competition which you might know, called Number 1, from the second big team, and he should be on the field now."

"Number 1?... That Number 1?!"

Lv Xianzhi instantly snapped to attention, his gaze darting around but not knowing where to focus.

An exceptional individual had emerged in this year’s Grand Martial Arts Competition. The trainees may not have been clear about it, because information was somewhat closed, but he certainly knew, even having seen photos on the internal network, yet amidst the vast sea of people on the playground, he couldn’t find where that person was.

Not many people were clear about where the nickname "Number 1" came from, but it had resonated during this year’s National Grand Martial Arts Competition and, due to its simplicity and showiness, spread quickly. Many unit leaders had heard of it, and some even chuckled about it.

It was arrogant, but it also perfectly matched the miracles he created on the competition grounds.

Lv Xianzhi had also heard the nickname.

But he never thought that this person could be a student of the school.

Every year when the Grand Martial Arts Competition began, it was the entry season for the school, which didn’t have a representative team. The glory of the Grand Martial Arts Competition had always been irrelevant to the school, even if there were outstanding competitors who were fast-tracked into the school, it was always a matter for the next year.

"At the start, I also didn’t know, his enrollment file was sent here by the district office in early August. When I got it, I took a look, hey, first-year, Corps Martial Arts Competition champion, and then I paid a bit of attention."

"First-year? This Number 1... in his first year?"

"Yes, later, the office called here, asking the school to grant him leave, and after that, he never came. I nearly forgot about him.

\Yesterday, someone came to my office and said there was a student who was the champion of this year’s National Grand Martial Arts Competition, who even proposed a reform plan during the competition that caught the attention of Director Chen. I wasn’t even aware of this situation."

"After he entered the school, he proposed an idea about making the school more research-focused, which I thought wasn’t bad after listening to it, so I pulled out this file again.

...Do you know who came to my office?"

Principal Chen’s last sentence shifted abruptly.

Minister Lv turned his head: "Who?"

Principal Chen smiled and said, "The one who teaches fire-fighting tactics, Little Zong."

"Oh... it’s him." Minister Lv glanced ahead and replied, "I didn’t know about this."

The instructor was not under the jurisdiction of the school affairs department but of the training department. Little Zong had bypassed him and went directly to the principal to report, suggesting the principal was pointing this out to him.

Some people, relying on their relationships and channels of information above, were eager for quick success and had stopped taking him seriously.

Principal Chen didn’t respond and instead shifted the topic again: "Our school has a weak history, and it’s hard to find such outstanding students. Instructor Zong has his limits, after all. As a school leader, you need to show more concern, provide more support, and communicate more. Although he is a fast-tracked training student, he is also someone who has come out of the district team."

With early investments worth tens of millions and all his accolades, Principal Chen didn’t underestimate Fang Huai. Yesterday, he made several calls, even to the Guizhou Brigade, to inquire about his situation.

The information he received was astonishing.

Young but with achievements in both literature and martial arts, his current accomplishments were enough for rapid advancement. The only thing lacking was his education, but that also depended on the situation. With such a cadre, if education were to become a stumbling block, the organization would have to find a way to solve it for him.

But due to Instructor Zong’s initiative in reporting, Principal Chen had already determined that Instructor Zong might have a good relationship with Fang Huai and had reached some agreement.

However, he did not approve.

An excellent student like this would also be a resource for the school in the future. The school could provide support, but it must always remember the school’s interests, not those of individuals.

Principal Chen did not mince words, and Minister Lv roughly grasped the principal’s meaning.

"Alright, Principal, I will represent the school and talk to him to express our concern!"

The moment the words were spoken, a shadow suddenly leaped out from the starting line of the track not far from the two leaders. It surged ahead, leaving the person alongside far behind from the start.

The speed was too conspicuous, and the field soon erupted with exclamations of surprise.

Principal Chen watched the figure intently, quickly associating it with the photo in his mind, and pointed toward that direction: freeωebnovēl.c૦m

"That’s him."

Minister Lv also recognized him; he remembered the photo from the internal network.

But this speed, he was not familiar with at all.

He had never seen it before.

It didn’t seem like a human’s way of running.

"Is this the three kilometers or the five kilometers? How can he run like this? Starting so fast, can he endure it to the end?"

Principal Chen did not speak.

But Minister Lv also realized: the champion of the National Grand Martial Arts Competition couldn’t possibly run blindly.

However, they were wrong.

Fang Huai on the field was indeed running blindly.

In the days before coming to school, spending time with his family, dealing with contract recruitment, and during the two days since entering the school, he had almost gone a week without training.

What was the intensity of his training in the Southwest preparing for the competition?

This inactivity had him itching to move.

Without going all out for a while, he was starting to forget that he was a Martial Arts Competition champion.

Even those in his dorm thought he was a scholarly type who dared to challenge him on the training ground.

As soon as they started running, Fang Huai began to sprint, not caring at all whether his stamina could keep up, feeling nothing but exhilaration coursing through his body.

With his arms swinging wide and his steps barely touching the ground before leaping up again, as if he could find leverage in the air, it took him only three laps to almost entirely lap the last runner from the district team.