Ten hours ago.

"9.58 seconds! Please remember this moment. I am so excited! This is another new world record set by Jamaican player Bolt in Berlin. At this moment, Bolt broke the 9.72 seconds he set at the 2008 Beijing Olympics. He is the first person to run into the 9.6 mark in the 100-meter race. It is worthy of our Jamaican Lightning. This is the report brought to you by Cui Zheng on Beijing time on August 16, 2009."

As the coach of the eight children in front of him, Lu Qiao held up his cell phone and said excitedly: "Seeing that this is the speed, do you have to know like him?"

"Teacher Lu, that's the black man who ran faster than us." The child named Ye Tiancheng protested.

The other children looked over, looking at him, looking like Ye Tiancheng said the wrong thing.

"Boy, what you said, I'm asking you to see the 100-meter world record, so I'll show you another one of my idols, Chinese sporting man Su Bingtian." Lu Qiao began to look for Su Bingtian's video.

Cheng Hao, a tall and thin man at the end of the child squadron, reacted and shouted to Lu Qiao: "Teacher, how many seconds did you run the fastest one hundred meters before?"

The finger touched the road bridge on the screen, and the whole person was stunned.

Everyone will only remember the first place, but never remember the second and third place afterwards. What's more, the abstained player who was watching the game with a cane in the audience? Lu Qiao put away his phone: "You probably don't know Xu Zhouzheng, you probably don't know me, that's my teammate. I remember that in the Youth Championship that year, the men's 100-meter gold medal first in 10 seconds 29, and I was second in 10 seconds 33. Unfortunately, no one remembered the second place, so I was beaten down."

After saying that, Lu Qiao's old face turned slightly red. He said such a lie was just bragging in front of his children. But at that time, he was indeed inconsistent with Xu Zhouzheng during his usual training.

"Teacher Lu, can you run into 10 seconds 33?" Ye Tiancheng spoke in surprise, and the children looked at Lu Qiao with admiration.

"That was before I was injured, and then I couldn't do it. The more I practiced, I was slower and slower. Why do I do that? Practice for me. You can divide two groups of four by one hundred meters to practice. You can get the baton and try to get the ranking for our No. 6 Middle School in the middle school sports meet? You bring glory to the school!" Lu Qiao shouted.

"Okay!" the children shouted in unison.

"What? I can't hear it!" Lu Qiao shouted louder.

"Okay!" The children echoed each other.

Two weeks later, the city's middle school sports meeting will be held. None of the eight children knows who is qualified to win honor for the school.

The table in Lu Qiao only records the results of each training session, and is still hesitating whether to choose the fastest or the most stable one to play. After all, there is a baton in the middle, and these kids are still not good at taking the game.

These eight children come from each class and are the fastest-running students in the class.

Luqiao is the school’s physical education teacher. Although it is not the best in our school, it is important to have a professional sprinter.

At this time, the sun was no longer visible, and thick dark clouds covered the sky.

The drizzle fell down, hitting the track and the children's clothes.

"It's raining, Teacher Lu." Ye Tiancheng shouted with his head covering.

"See, then let's get here today." Lu Qiao looked at the school gate and covered his knees. No wonder his knees hurt a little in the morning.

The children ran to Luqiao and handed over the two batons in their hands. Luqiao put away the batons and watched the children run out of the playground to the school gate. At the school gate were the parents who were driving to wait, waving to Luqiao from a distance.

Lu Qiao also waved his hand to respond, then turned his head and rubbed his knees.

The foot was injured because of saving someone, and it was also because of this injury that cut off his career.

Of course, if you ask Luqiao to choose again, you will rush over without hesitation and refuse to choose him.

As soon as I put the baton back into the appliance room, the footsteps behind me started to sound.

"Luqiao!" A familiar female voice came from behind.

"Have our Teacher Su come to pick me up?" Lu Qiao knew who it was when he heard it. The person who came was either Su Yue holding an umbrella.

Su Yue held a big umbrella in one hand and an English textbook in the other.

Su Yue is the English teacher of this school and the girl rescued by Luqiao, so Su Yue has always had a scar on her leg but it is not obvious.

"If there is no one, I still call me a teacher? Call me my wife. I don't wait in the parking lot when it rains, and come to find you." Su Yue smiled.

Su Yue has always been such a careful person, and he held up the umbrella through the road bridge: "So, wife, let's go home."

Su Yue held Luqiao's hand and went to the parking garage in the light rain.

Second-hand Toyota, all the way to home.

When he got off the bus, Lu Qiao rubbed his knees again. Su Yue asked worriedly from the side: "What? Is your knees hurting again?"

"No, I stepped on the accelerator and it was numb. It was also a bit raining, and my feet hurt a little." Lu Qiao explained that he got out of the car. They didn't mention anything that happened that day. This was their tacit understanding. Of course, it was because Lu Qiao, who has been having a repetitive dream for the past three years.

"How about I get my driver's license test this year? I should drive the next time? You can take the co-pilot and watch it, is that okay?" Su Yue smiled and came over to support Luqiao upstairs.

"You're the only one. It's bad to be the accelerator as the brakes, so just let me drive." Lu Qiao smiled awkwardly, not because he looked down on him, but because he felt that Su Yue couldn't take too much.

The No. 603 door sign is Luqiao and Su Yue’s home.

The house is not big, and the parents of both parties will pay the down payment together and will pay the monthly payment.

Lu Qiao went to the kitchen to cook, and Su Yue prepared lessons at the dining table.

Physical education teachers hardly need to prepare lessons. After teaching radio gymnastics, they only have free activities all day long. From time to time, they are snatched by other teachers, so they are used to it.

Therefore, the housework is all about roads and bridges, and Su Yue is only responsible for accompanying him.

After preparing supper, Su Yue put the textbook next to her and finished eating and watched the TV series with Lu Qiao for a while.

Lu Qiao went to take a shower and sleep, while Su Yue continued to sit at the dining table to prepare lessons.

"Don't you sleep? Come and accompany me?" Lu Qiao shouted in the master bedroom.

"If you think beautifully, you go to bed first. There are a lot of content in class tomorrow, so I'll take a look. Anyway, what dream do you have every day? At worst, I'll comfort you when you wake up." Su Yue explained.

Lu Qiao patted the pillow and fell asleep.

This is almost every day, but today is different.

What I saw was the truck driver and the convenience store owner of that year.

Calling himself a truck driver in Cthulhu, letting this dream be repeated a thousand times in one breath.

"What the hell are you?" Lu Qiao shouted.

"We are the gods in your mouth, and are also aliens, faith and the root of everything." The truck driver explained Lu Qiao's question.

The convenience store owner just smiled and said, "You won for me once. I hope to make friends with you. This is a game or a way to have fun with me. We made an appointment to find fun together and watch and interpret the story of life in any dimension. In other words, it is like humans in your world watching movies. This is a little fun in our bored life. Unfortunately, when we saw you this time, we made a bet. Bring you into this dimension and repeat it to see if you will give up saving that girl. Obviously I won."

"You are so embarrassed to say it? Is it meaningful to repeat it and feel nauseous?" The truck driver looked contemptuous.

"At least, we made friends, didn't we?" the convenience store owner smiled.

"Are you friends with him? You only think so! Just wait until you brainwash and throw it out, and you still remember that he is your friend." The truck driver sneered.

"Wait, are you quarreling? If this is not a dream? Are you really a god? Then why can I understand your language? Cthulhu is not an American thriller novel? Anubis is not a god of death in ancient Egyptian mythology? One speaks English and the other speaks Egyptian, right? I speak Chinese?" Lu Qiao asked in confusion.

"You didn't understand our words, you just understood the meaning. I am not the real Cthulhu, nor is he the Anubis in reality. We just used the meaning you could understand to let you understand our general meaning. We are a carrier, and for you, the omnipotent god, the supreme Lord, the Buddhas all over the sky, the demons and snakes." The truck driver explained.

"So do you exist Buddha Tathagata and Jade Emperor?" Lu Qiao asked subconsciously.

"As long as it is what you believe in in your dimensions, it can be our carrier. We are as numerous as the stars in the sky, and there are countless so what you said should exist. I want to ask you, Luqiao, what is the reason for sticking to it?" The boss of the convenience store asked. At this time, Luqiao saw the other party's desire for knowledge.

"You know my name? Yes, it's not uncommon for you to know anything about God's words. Only God can make me feel pain in my dreams so many times. If you have to say something, it should be love!" Lu Qiao blurted out.

"Love? What is that?" The convenience store owner and the truck driver shook their heads.

"No, right? There are things that you gods don't know?" Lu Qiao seemed to have found a bug.

"Of course there are things that we cannot understand, otherwise do we still have the meaning of existence? We only need to explore and learn those things and things that we don't understand before we start having fun. Okay, thank you for your answer. Now I'll say a wish so that I can wash away your memories and send them back to you." The owner of the convenience store explained.

When Lu Qiao heard the boss of the convenience store, he was stunned.

"A wish? Anything is OK? Isn't it kidding? It should be true to see what you look like." Lu Qiao asked.

"Of course, anything can be done. We are omniscient and omnipotent!" The truck driver raised his head proudly.

"Be humble, there are still many things I don't know." The boss of the convenience store smiled awkwardly.
Chapter completed!