The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!-Chapter 151: Never Underestimate the Heart of a Champion

Chapter 151: Chapter 151: Never Underestimate the Heart of a Champion

The Leopard Coach Team and Vulture Coach Team arrived one after another. Xu Ying specifically had the Owl Messenger inform both coach teams to come and see how their star pupils performed today.

Little Sand Cat and Black Jungle Cat arrived a bit later. For them, being nocturnal, 11 AM is truly "staying up late."

The ear fox cubs gradually woke up, seeing so many friends today, the rescue station was buzzing with excitement. They climbed all over the big guys, particularly thrilled.

Seeing so many animals crowded in front of a small tablet, Xu Ying wondered if it was time to install a projector at the rescue station.

Luckily, cheetahs and vultures have great eyesight!

Dishes and rice were served, soda was poured, and the World Championship live broadcast on Xu Ying’s tablet, on CCTV Sports Channel, had already started showing the athletes entering the arena.

Capital Time 11 AM is prime time at 7 PM in Luocheng.

This year’s lineup is strong, and global media are focused on this exciting, world-class sports event!

The camera alternated through the eight athletes, with Ling Yu being the sole yellow-skinned competitor.

Even without Xu Ying’s bias, she felt that this was an extraordinary achievement.

In the shot, Ling Yu stood at the starting line, his Huaxia-red dragon-patterned vest flapping like fire. The golden embroidered coiled dragon on his back glistened under the lights, as if ready to soar into the sky at any moment.

The muscle lines under his shorts were taut, like the long, strong legs of a cheetah, with explosive power in every inch.

At the moment the camera focused on Ling Yu, he suddenly raised his hand, pointing a finger straight up, making a gesture for "one."

The crowd was in an uproar!

Half a year of a slump, complete lag in training data, and even the sneering headlines of the foreign media before the game—"Eastern Flying Man? It’s time for a replacement"

—all made this gesture seem extremely arrogant.

The entire internet audience was stunned!

The viewers in Xu Ying’s live stream were dumbfounded by how "confident and flamboyant" Ling Yu was this time.

[Where does this confidence come from? From Xu Ying?]

[Did Ling Yu scroll through short videos before the race and happen to catch Xu Ying’s live stream, and actually believed it?]

[Laughing to tears, your imagination is impressive! Everyone online is discussing whether Ling Yu can make it to the top five this time, but only Xu Ying says Ling Yu will take first. Did Ling Yu really see that?]

The commentator, who had explained many of Ling Yu’s races, was also stunned, but he felt that this time Ling Yu’s demeanor was drastically different from previous races. Ling Yu no longer avoided cameras, no longer kept silent with his head down!

The commentator felt everything had returned and became excited, "Ling Yu, is it time to challenge for the first place this time?"

[I think Ling Yu is set for the first place, from the bottom.]

[It’s just a show. The last time on the world stage, and again with the show.]

[At least I think Ling Yu’s spirit is pretty good, you all should say less. Maybe there really could be a miracle.]

Seeing Ling Yu’s "1" gesture, the foreign athlete Mann on the neighboring lane snorted, shrugging his shoulders, his eyes full of disdain.

Mann is the world record holder for the 110-meter hurdles, having broken Ling Yu’s world record with 12.80 seconds two years ago.

Boos came from the audience, and foreign commentators in the stand called out Ling Yu’s name, calling him a "show-off clown" in English.

In the face of all this, Ling Yu’s gaze remained unchanged.

His eyes, as black as ink, burned with an almost obsessive calmness.

The director gave Ling Yu’s eyes a close-up shot, and the close-up was indeed shocking, like a cheetah’s eyes, carrying silent intimidation.

[Wow, really shocked, is this Ling Yu’s gaze?]

[Acting cool now, later he’ll become a laughingstock, embarrassed globally, didn’t you see even the world record holder Mann laughed?]

As a hardcore fan, Xu Ying of course took a screenshot, so handsome!

"Brother Leopard, isn’t that gaze handsome!"

Cheetah Leader licked his paw, leisurely commented: [Not bad, it captured some of my essence~]

Another cheetah wagged its tail: [Brother is pretending again, it’s obviously incredibly handsome!]

Fearing it would be hit after speaking, the cheetah hurriedly shrunk in Xu Ying’s direction.

"Wow, this guy is too cool." Ning Zexi knew some things about Ling Yu’s training in the desert. He is someone who is usually carefree but very serious about important matters, and keeps secrets well.

Seeing the sarcastic remarks in the live stream’s bullet screen, he instinctively wanted to unleash his troll skills.

But at this moment, the preparatory gunshot sounded.

Xu Ying and Ning Zexi both held their breaths, leaving it to Ling Yu to personally slap the critics!

"Bang—"

At the instant the starting gun fired, Ling Yu dashed out like a crimson dragon that had been lying dormant, exploding forth!

The explosive start almost turned his figure into a fleeting shadow, muscles tense at high speed, and his Huaxia-red vest fluttered in the gust like burning flames.

The scene could only be described with one word.

Fast!

Too fast!

Over the first hurdle, Ling Yu’s stride had already put him half a body’s length ahead of everyone else;

By the third hurdle, the gap widened to a meter;

By the sixth hurdle, his silhouette was almost not in the same frame as the competitors behind him!

Ling Yu was fully focused, like a cheetah chasing the wind.

His speed was so fast that just as a commenter posted [Steadily the last place]on Xu Ying’s live stream, the broadcast image already showed Ling Yu far ahead!

The chaotic noise of the live audience gradually turned into exclamations, and the commentator’s voice suddenly rose—

"Oh my god! What kind of speed is this?!"

"Ling Yu... he’s completely left the world record holder Mann behind!"

Far behind, Mann’s pupils constricted during his sprint. He exerted all his might, yet could only watch helplessly as that crimson figure grew distant, like a red lightning bolt splitting the track!

Tenth hurdle—finish line!!

The timer stopped.

seconds 70!

—A new world record was born!

The entire venue was silent for a second, then erupted with deafening waves of sound!

The commentator’s voice nearly broke, "Ling Yu did it! He broke Mann’s two-year world record!"

"Never underestimate the heart of a champion!"

The camera cut to Mann—once the "King of Hurdles" stood dumbfounded behind the finish line, chest heaving violently, ears echoing with the cold English announcement over the speakers:

"New World Record... 12.70 seconds..." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

Mann’s face turned pale, lips trembling, but he couldn’t utter a word, unable to digest the fact, as if everything was an illusion.

At the other end of the track—

Ling Yu slowly turned, his gaze like a blade, piercing straight at Mann.

He mimicked the shrugging move Mann had done to him before the game, then once again raised his forefinger showing "1", gently tapped his temple, and curved his lips into a cold smile.