My Dream Connects to 3000 Years in the Future

That guy wasn’t the type to get worked up or joke around!

But this... It was just impossible to understand!

”Wh-wh-what...” The young athletes, in their late teens, lacked the composure of the others. After holding back for a good while, one of them finally couldn’t take it anymore.

”Don’t ask! Coach Yuan doesn’t seem to want to talk about it, either!” The top sprinter completely understood how everyone felt, as he had gone through the same mental journey himself.

His brow furrowed tightly. ”Actually, I find it pretty strange, too. If it were true, you’d think people would be shouting it from the rooftops! Or even reporting it directly to the higher-ups, right? To be frank, it’s not like it’s some kind of secret... yet I’m the only one who knows! And I only found out because I specifically went asking around. It’s just... really weird...”

”Not to mention, if his talent is really better than mine... shouldn’t they have rushed him over to the Sports Bureau for training? But no, we haven’t even seen the guy.”

The more he explained, the more absurdly suspicious the whole situation seemed.

”Anyway, just treat it as a piece of gossip! Don’t pay it too much mind.” The top sprinter shrugged.

”Yes, this situation... is indeed quite complicated!” Coach Yuan’s voice suddenly rang out.

The group of athletes jolted and instinctively turned their heads, only to find that Coach Yuan had appeared behind them at some unknown point.

The coach’s formidable reputation, combined with what they had just been whispering about behind his back... The one-two punch left them drenched in sweat.

It was hard to tell whether it was sweat from their recent intense workout or from pure fright...

”Coach, uh, I-I’m going to go for a run! I still have my quota to hit for today.”

”Me too, I’m outta here!”

”I’m going to get some water! Want me to grab you some, Coach? No? Well, I’m off then, hahahaha...”

The instant one person made a break for it, the rest of the athletes scattered in every direction.

”This bunch of little rascals!” Coach Yuan was exasperated. He watched them all sprint away and couldn’t help but sigh. ’They’re a handful, but they’re so much easier to deal with than Chu Bamboo. Ai, that kid... why is he so...’

In the end, he shook his head and turned to the top sprinter.

”That look on your face... Hmm, don’t tell me you were just talking with that ’little junior’ of mine?” the top sprinter mused.

”I wouldn’t call it that... I’m the one who wants to take him on as my student!” A wave of sorrow washed over Coach Yuan. ”But he won’t accept me!”

”...” The top sprinter was speechless for a moment before finally blurting out, ”So, what’s the deal? Coach, can you give me a hint?”

”...This whole business!” Coach Yuan opened his mouth, but as he recalled the whole ordeal, the memory became increasingly painful.

A thousand words were on the tip of his tongue, but they all condensed into a single sentence: ”You’ll find out in August!”

”...Huh?”

”It’s not that I want to keep you in the dark... It’s just... I honestly don’t know how to explain it.”

Seeing the helpless expression on his coach’s face, the top sprinter swallowed whatever complaints he was about to make.

However, when it came to this nameless, potential ’little junior’... his curiosity only grew stronger!

...

4:30 PM.

Jinling Third High School.

Chu Bamboo stood at the school gate, lost in thought. Then, he strode forward and spoke to the gate guard, ”Excuse me, I’m looking for Teacher Xu from Year Three, Class One!”

Naturally, Chu Bamboo had no intention of asking for Lu Keke directly...

After all, he didn’t want this to end with a trip to the police station—if you ask a high school student to work on room-temperature superconductors, any sane person would call the police on you.

However, that didn’t stop him from laying the groundwork to build a connection—

This Teacher Xu was none other than Lu Keke’s homeroom teacher!

”Are you a student here? Or a graduate?” the gate guard asked, eyeing him up and down.

”Well... I’m from Jinling University!” Chu Bamboo wasn’t sure what kind of expression to make. He really wanted to say he was an alumnus to build some rapport... but he wasn’t even a Jinling native and wasn’t familiar with the area at all.

”Hmm,” the gate guard said, sizing up Chu Bamboo suspiciously. After thinking for a moment, he said, ”Leave your name and phone number. I’ll let Teacher Xu know... If she wants to contact you, she’ll call.”

”Alright.” Chu Bamboo gave his name and phone number. He hesitated for a moment, but then noticed the guard’s attitude was growing even more cautious, bordering on wary... He decided not to linger at the gate any longer and turned to leave.