Chapter 152 - Crisis
The world record for the 100m sprint belongs to Jamaican athlete Bolt, clocking in at 9.58 seconds. At Riverdale College, the record is held by junior Xiong Lei, with a time of 11.89 seconds.
Upon hearing this, Ye Hao formulated a plan.
Once the ten students in Ye Hao's group took their marks, the referee sounded the whistle.
“Run.”
The command was barely out before Ye Hao and the nine other competitors burst forward, giving their all.
In the 100m sprint, there's no need to hold back; the goal is to sprint with everything you've got.
Within half a second, the group was stunned to see one runner pulling ahead with astonishing speed.
He crossed the finish line while the others were still halfway there.
The teacher timing the race was dumbfounded, quickly double-checking the computer's recording.
7.88 seconds!
The teacher's first thought was a computer error.
Then the second runner crossed the finish line.
13.62 seconds!
There was no mistake with the computer.
The realization brought a wild joy to the teacher's face.
Ye Hao had shattered the world record!
“Do you realize your time is 7.88 seconds?” he asked Ye Hao.
Ye Hao nodded, unfazed.
“Do you understand the uproar it would cause if we reported this to the General Administration of Sport?”
“You shouldn't report my time.”
“Why not?”
“I have no intention of competing in the Olympics. I wouldn't meet with the Administration's leaders if they came,” Ye Hao explained. At that moment, Zhang Lan swiftly removed Ye Hao's bib and replaced it with a new one.
“The 1000m race starts in one minute,” Zhang Lan whispered.
Without hesitation, Ye Hao followed her to the track.
The teacher responsible for the 100m results was speechless with astonishment.
And when Ye Hao completed the 1000m race, the teacher recording those results was equally thrilled.
Ye Hao once again shattered a world record.
Ye Hao signed the bill and tucked his bank card away.
“If you think it's pricey, make sure to eat your fill,” Ye Hao suggested with a chuckle.
“Definitely.” Meixue nodded emphatically.
The trio followed the waitress into the restaurant.
Meixue and Zhang Lan were astounded by the array of opulent dishes.
“Oh my goodness! Lobsters!”
“Brown crabs!”
“Tuna!”
“Foie gras!”
Both Meixue and Zhang Lan were captivated by the culinary spread before them, having never witnessed such a lavish display.
They now understood why the meal was priced as it was.
“Now, let's indulge to our heart's content,” Ye Hao said, beaming.
Meixue, with a plate in hand, made a beeline for the lobsters with glee.
Zhang Lan, pulling her attention away from the feast, whispered, “Inviting Meixue to this buffet isn't just about making amends, is it?”
“What do you think?” Ye Hao asked, locking eyes with Zhang Lan.
After a moment's thought, Zhang Lan ventured, “I suspect you have an ulterior motive.”
Ye Hao simply shook his head, feigning innocence.
Zhang Lan continued to scrutinize him but couldn't decipher his intentions.
Given Meixue's looks, Ye Hao couldn't possibly be interested in her romantically.
So, what could Ye Hao want from Meixue?
Unable to come up with an answer, Zhang Lan decided to shelve the thought for now.
Midway through their meal, a young man suddenly bellowed, “What is this?”
His outcry instantly drew the attention of all the diners.
A waitress rushed over to the scene.
Upon spotting a cockroach on a plate, her face betrayed a flicker of concern.
“I apologize, this may have been an oversight on our part. Today, your meal is on the house.” It was clear that she had been trained for situations like this, and she quickly came up with a resolution.
In truth, she believed it was highly unlikely for cockroaches to be found in the meals.
Nevertheless, the hotel staff at Stardust Hotel knew that when faced with such incidents, it was best to offer compensation to the guests immediately to calm the situation.
Engaging in a dispute with a guest without concrete evidence would only put them at a disadvantage.