He was a big shot in the sports bureau, for crying out loud! He wasn't some naive fool—
'So why did I let myself get completely played by Chu Bamboo, who hasn't even graduated from college yet!'
"Alright, let's drop it!" Realizing Chu Bamboo was probably about to say he didn't care about track and field championships again, Coach Yuan forcibly suppressed his agitation and quickly changed the subject.
"You mentioned a performance review every six months... I have a proposal."
Chu Bamboo narrowed his eyes. "Just say it."
"Forget the review! It's not that meaningful anyway... The Red County Divine Continent is holding the National Collegiate Track and Field Championships in August! Just sign up and compete. It might not get a lot of attention, but it's still a nationally recognized event!"
"If you can set a national record—or even a higher-level one—at this competition, I'll give it a little push from my end, and you'll easily become a rising star in track and field!"
