Section 255

There was even more yearning in his eyes.

Looking at everything in front of him, he sighed:

"Friends, this is the real rhythm of nature! It's so wonderful!"

Seeing Lu Yu's smile, the audience in the two live broadcast rooms couldn't help but take a breath and were extremely shocked.

At this time, you actually still have the time to look at the scenery?

There is no one left...

"I'm shivering, host, are you really not afraid?"

"Nervous anchor!"

"Across the screen, I'm almost paralyzed, and you're still reciting poetry?"

"In this situation, I want to recite a poem!"

"God! Come and save this man! He's crazy!"

"Oh my God, this guy is still smiling?!"

…

At some point, the fierce offshore wind began to become more powerful, colliding with the slowly approaching low-pressure cyclone, creating extraordinary sparks!

The next second, while the audience was talking a lot, a wave of about 5 or 6 meters high suddenly appeared in the screen.

The huge waves are like a bottomless abyss, rushing toward the fishing boat!

Seeing this scene, Lu Yu became even more excited. He hurriedly turned back to the cockpit, fiddled with the rudder, controlled the fishing boat, and sailed to the planned wave point.

After adjusting the predetermined position, he glanced at the countdown on the system.

As expected, the countdown has started and is ticking by second by second.

So, Lu Yu couldn't help but hurriedly found an iron rod in the tool box under him, stuck it on the rudder, picked up the surfboard, and climbed to the top of the cockpit, preparing for this unique baptism!

now.

The huge dark blue curtain formed by the waves makes the sky look inferior!

The majestic momentum is self-evident!

Holding the surfboard in one hand, Lu Yu stood in the wind and rain, pointed at the huge wave in front of him, and said happily: "Brothers, the best wave this year is coming!"

Chapter 228 Pop Up, beautiful backhand wave sliding!

That's right.

The best wave is coming!

As soon as he finished speaking, the surging waves suddenly lifted the rickety fishing boat!

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable force suddenly struck from the bottom of the sea, completely changing the trajectory of the fishing boat and deflecting it to Lu Yu's right.

In the face of this kind of natural force, the power of the old diesel engine is not worth mentioning at all, and there is no room to fight back.

In an instant, this sudden scene made all the audience's eyes widen and they were stunned in place.

After a while, the barrage in the live broadcast room erupted in full force after a brief period of silence!

"Fuck!"

"What a big wave!"

"It's so fucking scary!"

"Involuntarily started to turn away from the screen!"

"Brothers, the screen of my mobile phone is wet..."

"Upstairs 66666 (manual funny)!"

…

Time is running out.

The best opportunity to start is fleeting.

With no time to pay attention to the barrage, at the moment when the fishing boat was about to capsize, Lu Yu put the surfboard under his body, then instantly jumped up and rushed towards the huge wave, using the swell of the wave to glide.

Soon, after stabilizing his balance, he performed an almost perfect Pop UP, stood up straight, and started his performance!

Pop Up.

Technical term for extreme surfing.

It is also one of the most classic starting and riding formulas.

Refers to the technical process of a surfer changing from lying down to standing.

A perfect Pop UP can not only stabilize the body in the starting stage, but is also highly ornamental. The so-called riding the wind and waves is nothing more than that, right?

In the live broadcast, Lu Yu stood leaning on the huge waves.

The surfboard under my feet was like a sharp knife, cutting through the rolling waves and shooting out beautiful water splashes, which attracted the audience in front of the screen to cheer again and again!

So and so.

This and that.

"Surfing", which has always been a mystery to people, was finally put in front of everyone very intuitively at this moment!

"What a surf!"

"I'll go, the anchor is really good at playing!"

"Dead on the spot series!"

"Fuck, it feels so good!"

"Mengxin said that I might not dare to try to kill me..."

"Wood Kilbun should give the host Super Rocket x 1! - It feels like a water skateboard, but it looks really cool!"

"The all-powerful Blind Monk gives 10 energy drinks to the anchor as a gift! - Feather God's latest torture tool, it doesn't cost 998, it only costs 88, and it can be delivered to your home with free shipping!"

"The old Indian turtle dove gives the anchor King Kong Jump × 1! - Anchor, you have never disappointed me..."

…

Moving forward at great speed along the parallel line between the huge waves and the sea surface, Lu Yu stood up with his left foot in front and his right foot behind.

With a beautiful backhand wave, he started swimming freely.

At this time, the distance between the huge wave and his left shoulder was less than half a meter, and it would topple him at any time!

The sea wants to be calm but the wind doesn't stop.

The wind wants to be calm but the waves don't stop.

Driven by the strong wind, water splashed around him.

Various sounds, coming from multiple sources, made his ears buzz.

However, compared with this flying-like speed experience, any discomfort seems not so important.

The next second, the camera gradually zoomed away from Lu Yu's feet.

It was not until the beautiful picture of the black huge waves wrapped around the red and blue figures was completely presented in front of the audience that it stopped completely!

Under the wide perspective, this spectacular scene made all the audience in the live broadcast room shout!

"Isn't it spectacular?"

"Ride the wind and waves!"

"Mom, I want to play surfing, the kind that doesn't care about my life!"

"Upstairs 2333333"

"Too TM6, cool!"

...

At the same time.

National Weather Service of the United States.

Meteorological Observation Center.

In the huge office hall, people come and go, and it looks like a busy scene.

As a senior meteorological monitor, Thompson is sitting in front of the computer at this moment, carefully recording various data of this Pacific storm.

"OK... isovalue line, standard isobaric surface..."

However, in the next second, an inadvertent glance suddenly made him discover a very unusual change.

On the computer screen, the real-time image fed back by the high-tech satellite seemed to have captured something.

"What the hell is this?"

Seeing this, Thompson hurriedly operated the computer and enlarged the image bit by bit.

The National Weather Service's ocean monitoring satellite is very advanced.

It can present images with a maximum resolution of 0.01-0.05 meters.

Under extreme conditions, it is enough to describe anything happening on the sea level.

Weather changes, ships coming and going, and even newspapers in the hands of crew members can all be seen clearly.

Soon, as the picture became clearer and clearer, Thompson's mouth opened wider and wider.

Not long after, the whole person was completely stunned.

"Oh my God..."

Muttering, Thompson gestured to Peter, the leader who was patrolling.

"What happened?" Peter asked.

Thompson swallowed his saliva and replied tremblingly: "I found a person in the center of the storm!"