Chapter 44 World College Tournament (Part 2)

The 100m final is over.

The scene of hundreds of thousands of people is close to silence.

Chen Yu slowly stopped, adjusted the position of the camera, and turned to look at the other stunned players.

"What are you looking at me for? You'll end after the competition! The 200-meter final is about to begin. Hurry up, hurry up..."

The players left the field one by one.

Only the true champion, the sixth-level warrior stared at Chen Yu "reluctantly".

"Why don't you end?" Chen Yu asked with a frown.

"I...I also participated in the 200 meters..."

"Oh, that's it, prepare for the starting line." With a wave of his hand, Chen Yu returned to the starting line, checked the remaining bullets in the sniper rifle, and quietly waited for the 200-meter runners to play.

Three minutes later, the eight athletes were ready to go.

Chen Yu raised his spear: "Everyone is in your place."

"Prepare~"

"boom!"

Gunshots resounded!

With a sniper rifle in his left hand and a camera on his right shoulder, Chen Yu rushed out first!

The audience: "..."

"Boom, boom, boom-"

Every time the footsteps fall, a small hole must be stepped on the grass.

Soon, with this explosive blessing, he reached the key line with an absolute advantage. Then he squatted on the ground and used the camera to capture the "latecomers"...

Sixth-level warrior: "..."

After the 200m final.

The 800-meter final will begin immediately.

Chen Yu was superhuman again, and took the lead with the camera.

And all the audience gave up watching the athletes and only stared at Chen Yu, who was running off the track.

Many media reporters also put their cameras on Chen Yu.

So, a strange scene appeared.

Chen Yu concentrated on shooting athletes.

The reporters focused on taking pictures of Chen Yu.

all the way to the end...

The 800-meter final was over, and before the 3000-meter event started, the supervisor walked onto the court with a bitter face: "Who is that...Chen Yu, come over here."

"What's wrong?" Chen Yu stepped forward in confusion.

"That..." The supervisor tried his best to say: "You are the photographer..."

"Yes." Chen Yu nodded: "Am I not good at taking pictures?"

"...no...not bad. Mainly you're a photographer, not an athlete..."

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"You...you can't run faster than an athlete."

"But the scooter is broken." Chen Yu pointed to the broken slide in the distance.

"Then you can't run so fast." The supervisor scratched his head and scratched his cheeks: "Several players were hit and left on the spot after the competition, and they didn't want any prizes."

"Then...then I can't do anything about it." Chen Yu grieved and spread his hands: "I am a photographer and I want to photograph athletes. I must run faster than the athletes, or else how can I take pictures of the athletes behind."

The supervisor was speechless: "..."

Chen Yu was silent: "..."

The two looked at each other, silent for a long time.

The supervisor said: "Or... let me change the task for you..."

...

In this way, Chen Yu, as a failed cameraman, was kicked out.

The supervisor assigned him to an indoor gym for jobs that didn't require running.

Like... a table tennis referee.

"Director, I don't know how to play table tennis and I don't know the rules." Chen Yu was disappointed: "Why don't you let me be the cameraman."

"No, you will also say goodbye to the camera in the future."

"But I don't know the rules, how to referee?"

In his previous life, he had only seen table tennis on TV and never actually played it.

"You don't need to understand the rules, you just need to be fooled anyway. It starts when the bell rings." The supervisor was very busy, he pushed Chen Yu directly, threw out a list of battles, and left the venue.

Holding the sniper rifle in his left hand and the battle list in his right hand, Chen Yu turned to look around at the warm-up players and sighed deeply.

"What kind of shit sports meeting is this..."

In the table tennis hall, the audience is also full.

But there are far fewer people.

Chen Yu visually estimated that there would be no more than 3,000 people at most.

Coincidentally, here, he actually saw Duan Ye.

Naturally, Duan Ye saw him as well, and came over with his racket in his hand: "Brother Yu, why are you here?"

"Be the referee."

"Fuck! That feeling is good, with you helping me, I will definitely win the championship."

"Ring-ring--"

As soon as Duan Ye finished speaking, the bell that represented the start of the game rang.

"Brother Yu, let's begin."

"Um……"

Chen Yu bit his head and walked to the table under the spotlight. Worrying eyes shine with gold stars...

"Crack clap..."

A few shutter shots came, which made him come back to his senses. He quickly picked up the battle list and read: "The first group, *** battle... Duan Ye, ten goals will determine the outcome."

"Is it me first?" Duan Ye rubbed his hands excitedly and jumped in with his racket raised.

***Players follow.

"Hmm..." After pondering, Chen Yu raised his sniper rifle and aimed at the ceiling: "Listen to the sound of my gunshot. After the gunshot, the game will begin."

"The referee." The *** player asked, "Then who do we serve?"

"Yes!" Chen Yu slapped his forehead: "It seems that there is a rule to serve first, you rock paper scissors, whoever wins will serve first."

Audience: "..."

Duan Ye: "That old man opposite, what are you doing?"

***:"what?"

"Ask you, what happened?"

"I...I figured out the stone."

"let's start."

Then, the two punched.

*** out of the stone, Duan Ye out of the cloth.

***: "..."

Duan Ye raised his head: "Sample, I knew you were talking about stones, but actually came up with scissors. Then you thought about this layer, and you missed the stone, but I didn't think I was in the first wave. On the third floor, the cloth was deliberately released!"

***: "..."

Duan Ye: "Have you acknowledged the difference in IQ?"

***: "..."

Chen Yu couldn't help but with a "bang", he pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle: "Okay, don't beep, the game starts."

"Okay." Duan Ye took a table tennis ball proudly, but was suddenly taken aback.

He remembered that he didn't know how to play table tennis at all...

In the end of the world, in addition to cultivating and studying every day, I have not watched any table tennis videos, and I am completely at a loss.

"So...how did the serve come from..."

Learning the opponent's posture and clenching the racket tightly, Duan Ye looked at Chen Yu, begging for a little help.

Chen Yu also looked at Duan Ye and also prayed for a little help.

Duan Ye: "..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Duan Ye: "..."

Chen Yu: "You're fighting him, watch me dry."

Duan Ye: "Ah..."

Holding the ball in his hand, Duan Ye frowned.

I started to regret inside.

I should have known that I lost to the opponent in guessing just now...

Let the opponent give him a sample...

"Well, isn't it just the first to serve? What about giving him a point for nothing?"

With this thought in mind, Duan Ye clenched his teeth, stomped his foot, and threw the table tennis ball high with a flick of his left hand.

The audience immediately held their breath.

*** The player's body is slightly bent, his eyes are sharp.

Chen Yu was in a cold sweat...

"Whoosh-"

The high-flying ball, fly, fly, fly...

It was as if wings were attached and never fell again...

Live audience:"……"

***: "..."

Duan Ye: "..."

Chen Yu: "Where did you throw it away?"

Duan Ye raised his head and looked at the ceiling: "No way."

Chen Yu shouted: "Reissue!"

Hearing this, the *** on the other side could not help frowning.

Because according to the rules, the opponent made a mistake in serving, and it should be counted as a loss, and then it was his turn to serve...

‘Did the rules of the high school competition change? ’

He didn't know, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only wait quietly for Duan Ye to serve the second time.

'Is it my turn to post? ’

Duan Ye picked up the second ball in confusion.

'If it fails this time, it should be considered a loss of points, and then it's the other party's turn to send...'

'Um. ’

'This should be……'

'Oh, it's too late, or else I could have asked Brother Yu about the rules just now...'

Thinking wildly, Duan Ye patted with his right hand and threw the table tennis ball again.

With experience this time, he threw very low.

In just a second, the spinning yellow ball fell.

'Anyway, lost points. ’

'Look at me giving you a kick! ’

Thoughts flashed in his mind, Duan Ye suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the ping pong ball in one bite.

"Crack!"

Bitten to smash...

The audience immediately showed panic: "..."

*** was also taken aback and saw ghosts all over his face.

"..."

Chen Yu was lost in thought.

If his memory is not wrong, the game of table tennis should be playing, not eating...

But Duan Ye just said that he can win the championship.

Even with the bragging factor, being able to say this proves that he should know the minimum rules...

'so……'

‘This is how table tennis is played in Gaowu World? ’

Chen Yu raised his hand tentatively: "Duan Ye... get a point?"

Duan Ye: "!"

***: "!!"

The audience: "!!!"

Duan Ye suddenly said: "It turns out that table tennis is played like this..."

The audience was stunned: "It turns out that for fun, the officials changed the rules to play like this..."

"Snapped……"

"Clap clap."

"Clap clap clap..."

I don't know who took the lead, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

Chen Yu, who was in a queasy mood, immediately relaxed: "It seems that I guessed right, bulls criticize bulls."

Duan Ye also relaxed: "I actually got it right, bulls criticize bulls."

***: "..."

...

after an hour.

Duan Ye won the table tennis championship as he wished.

Because no player can eat the ball as hard and fast as he eats.

At the final scene, although he encountered an equally ferocious opponent who "eats the ball", Duan Yefu was so heartfelt that he directly ate the racket and shattered the table, instantly shocking the audience!

To the top!

Hang a gold medal of honor...

When the time comes to evening, the sporting events are all over.

Chen Yu and Duan Ye are still nostalgic in that wonderful showdown and cannot extricate themselves.

Chen Yu: "It was a hearty and passionate game!"

Duan Ye wiped the wood slag around his mouth: "Yeah..."

...

that night.

In the office of the president of Jingcheng University, an urgent red-headed document was delivered to the president.

When I opened it up, there were only two lines on the letter.

"Eight Desolate Yi failed to guide."

"The beast tide is coming!"

...

ps: This chapter is an update for the leader of "Blue Sky and White Clouds Love Sleeping"!

I still owe 56 chapters, coming soon.