Chapter 110: Breaking the Record

The next two months will be the spring of the e-commerce industry, and the Taobao platform has already issued an announcement that it will hold its first Double Eleven event this year. With little time remaining, Shen Yan must establish a solid foundation of reviews as quickly as possible.

With the reputation of a Crown-level shop as a foundation, coupled with Shen Yan's proper handling—embedding screenshots of various positive reviews of the previous clothing item into the product detail page and combining this with discount marketing tactics—there is no worry about failing to open up the situation in a short time.

And sure enough, as soon as the positive reviews appeared, real orders followed one after another.

These two clothing items from Yancheng Clothing Factory are positioned as mid-range products; they have absolutely no comparability with those big brands, so they can only start from the aspect of price.

Roughly calculated, including costs like labor, water, and electricity, the cost price of the women's down jacket is around 180. Since there are no middlemen to earn the price difference, and there are no identical styles on the market, the design is novel and unique, and the quality and craftsmanship are above standard, it inherently occupies a certain advantage.

Based on various reasons, the retail price of 298 set by Shen Yan is highly competitive in the market compared to those big-brand down jackets that easily cost five or six hundred.

From here on, he just needs to proceed steadily.

"On your marks! Get set!"

At this moment, the referee's command sounded, and everyone in the stands subconsciously cast their gazes onto the track. Then, a "Bang!" of a gunshot rang out.

The eight people in a row on the track reacted differently as they dashed out, their movements as fast as lightning; in the blink of an eye, they formed a jagged landscape.

It must be said that not a single one of the contestants who made it to the finals is a pushover.

In the spectator stands, everyone was cheering and rooting for the contestants they were focused on.

"Wu Yueer!"

"Go!"

"Wu Yueer!"

"Go!"

The students of Law Class One all stood up, with the class monitor Yu Youwei leading the name-calling and the other students shouting "Go." The momentum was so great that it directly drowned out the other noisy cheers.

Lin Yang was even shouting until his face was red and his neck was thick, with the veins on his forehead popping out.

And Wu Yueer did not let everyone down; wearing a small white vest, her long legs strode with great vigor, as if she were stepping on Wind-Fire Wheels, and she successfully won a gold medal with a momentum that left everyone else in the dust.

Those two braids swaying in the wind—who knows how many boys' hearts they swayed into.

Eyes glowing with wolfish hunger stared fixedly at those straight, well-proportioned long legs.

Shen Yan vaguely heard someone in a nearby class saying, "Our school actually has a beauty of this caliber."

"You are too ignorant. You don't even know Wu Yueer from Law Class One? Her personality is fiery and spicy; she is simply a rose with thorns."

"A rose with thorns is still a rose. I could play with those legs for a lifetime."

"Heh!"

Before long, Wu Yueer returned to the spectator stands with the gold medal, and her classmates offered their most enthusiastic applause one after another: "Yue'er, you were truly too cool just now!" "Awesome!" "Congratulations, congratulations, our class's first gold medal."

Wu Yueer waved her hands triumphantly, then came to Shen Yan's side, high-fived him, and said, "Go for it! The gold medal is yours for the taking."

"That's a must!" Shen Yan revealed a confident smile.

Immediately following, the men's 100-meter track and field final officially began.

"On your marks, get set!"

"Bang!"

At the same time the gunshot rang out, Shen Yan, who had been bracing himself on the ground, dashed out in the lead with an inhuman reaction speed.

"Shen Yan!"

"Go!"

"Shen Yan!"

"Go!"

The students of Law Class One did not hold back their enthusiasm, shouting crazily at the top of their lungs to cheer for Shen Yan.

Even students from other classes, those little fan girls of Shen Yan, also defected, completely ignoring the instructions of their respective colleges, and cheered for Shen Yan with all their might.

"Brother Rice Noodle, go!"

"Brother Rice Noodle, I love you!"

"Shen Yan, you are the best!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Yang was dumbfounded. Good heavens! Without realizing it, Shen Yan had actually become so famous in school; there were little fan girls everywhere.

This is how we should be!

Zhu Baoping said with a bit of jealousy on the side: "With old Shen's popularity, he could get whichever girl he likes in a matter of minutes."

"Indeed, Xiao Chuchu can't take her eyes off him over there," Lin Yang hinted.

Zhu Baoping turned his head to look, and sure enough, her eyes were practically glued to Shen Yan.

However, he didn't say anything. The falling flower has intentions, but the flowing water has no heart; Xiao Chuchu and Shen Yan were like two parallel lines that could never intersect, with not a shred of possibility.

Sooner or later, he would move Xiao Chuchu and eventually win the beauty's heart.

At this time, Shen Yan, who was sprinting on the track, tilted his head and glanced at both sides. Feeling he had exerted a bit too much force, he began to consciously slow down his rhythm, yet in a way that made it impossible for others to notice anything amiss.

Even so, the moment he crossed the finish line, the numbers on the stopwatch were still shocking.

10.37 seconds.

Breaking the historical record for the 100-meter dash at Hangzhou University.

The sunlight shone on that slightly panting face; it was so dazzling, so eye-catching, and little stars began to appear in the eyes of countless little fan girls.

Immediately after, the beautiful announcer on the podium began to announce this inspiring news.

"Congratulations to student Shen Yan of Law Class One for breaking our school's 100-meter track record with a time of 10.37 seconds. An additional cash prize of five hundred yuan is awarded as encouragement."

Ha! He hadn't noticed at all that there were extra perks for breaking the record.

Shen Yan shook his head, not paying too much attention to it, and walked slowly to the podium to receive his award.

The college leaders were already prepared. When the medal was awarded, the five-hundred-yuan red envelope was also presented together. As for the cash prize for the points, it would be awarded uniformly after the sports meet ended.

Returning to the spectator stands, the classmates once again offered their most enthusiastic applause: "Shen Yan, you really brought glory to our class," "Shen Yan, buddy, I don't admire walls, I only admire you," "Awesome."

Shen Yan just smiled modestly.

Zhu Baoping, however, looked at that bright red envelope with burning envy and said, "Old Shen, after this competition, you've already pocketed five hundred in red envelopes, plus ten yuan per point, and twenty points for the gold medal, which is another two hundred yuan. Shouldn't you treat us since you've gotten so much money for nothing?"

Shen Yan could easily guess his little scheme, only saying he would see about it later, as for when exactly this "later" would be.

Heaven knows!

Yu Youwei and the other girls also came over to offer their congratulations; Yu Youwei said that Shen Yan hid his abilities too well, that he clearly had such great athletic talent yet had stubbornly kept it hidden all this time, never having participated in a single sports meet, and if it weren't for the fact that gold medals could add academic credits this time, she might never have known Shen Yan possessed this talent in her entire life.

Wu Yueer thought to herself that Shen Yan was hiding far more than just this, and what was being shown now was merely the tip of the iceberg, but Wu Yueer did not want everyone to know too much, lest some vixen fall deeply in love with Shen Yan and create a romantic rival for herself.