Qi Feng is reborn, returning to the day he was cut from the provincial team at seventeen.
The track is packed with people. The coach slaps the registration form back into his arms, his voice carrying across the field: "You have no talent. You could train until you die and still get nowhere. Quit."
In his previous life, he quit. He hauled bricks at construction sites and stayed up all night writing code. At thirty, he secretly picked up his running shoes again and trained like his life depended on it for fifteen years, reaching a marathon time of two hours and fifty minutes. But everyone still shook their heads when they saw him: He started too late.
He refuses to accept the words "You started too late" from his previous life.
And in this life, he refuses even more to accept "You have no talent."
Reborn with fifteen years of muscle memory and a data panel that shows his heart rate, recovery windows, and injury risk, he has scientific training as his greatest golden finger.
He breaks records at the city games, runs a prodigy into submission, and takes down, one by one, the people who cut him from the team. From the 800 meters, 1,500 meters, and 5,000 meters to the marathon, from county team to provincial team to national team, he runs his way up one level at a time.
He will crush the words "talent theory" on the track.
Grandma's bowl of noodles mustn't go cold this time.
In this life, watch me defy fate and change my destiny.
Likes to be nosy.
The writing is very strange and feels inconsistent with my experience.