Chapter 230 Feng Qing, Do You Regret It?
The editor-in-chief was so wronged that he died.
Because the organizing committee made an mistake last time and took a photo of a black cat.
This time, I learned my lesson and went straight to the photos taken by the External Propaganda Department of Chengying College!
They gave this one!
(Gu Yan was not here, it was holiday again, and the college’s external publicity department made a mistake and accidentally posted the winning photo of the admissions ambassador.)
Cheng Yun encountered a playback accident again and was extremely depressed.
What an evil thing!
Something happened as soon as this Zhong Yuan was introduced!
She reacted quickly and said hurriedly, "There seems to be some problem with the data. Please ask the on-site camera to give a close-up of contestant Zhong Yuan!"
However, the on-site camera could not capture Zhong Yuan.
Feng Qing's team was discussing tactics and could only take pictures of his back.
Sudden! Cameras captured the super-large banner in the stands.
The camera zooms in!
I saw a picture of a super pure, super cute little beauty with long black hair and straight hair printed on the banner.
There are big characters on the side: Jong Won Fan Club.
Zhong Yuan!
Love it!
Crazy fan!
The camera just stopped moving.
Care from the cameraman: Here you go, the player you want is Jong Won. This should be the person on the banner! (I tried my best to find shots for you.)
Then, the commentary live broadcast room fell into an eerie silence.
The director was completely petrified.
Okay...I'm superficial!
The editor in charge got the photo right!
That's what live broadcast is like, even if there is a small accident, it still has to continue broadcasting.
As long as I'm not embarrassed, the only person who's embarrassed is you.
Cheng Yun suppressed the shock in her heart and said with a smile, "He came out after being called for it. Player Zhong Yuan is very popular. There is a banner hung up by their college in the stands."
"Really, there is no argument between male and female...haha!"
The smile was forced, and it was obvious that he was belittling himself.
Cui Qusheng didn't even know what to say.
He had seen what Zhong Yuan really looked like.
This photo has obviously been tampered with and artistically beautified, and it only looks like 90% of the person.
Speaking of which, a few months ago, when Zhong Yuan suddenly appeared on the list, the South China Military Region also wanted to poach him.
However, his commander is too protective.
Warnings were made one after another on the phone, and they were also posted on WeChat Moments. They fought hard against whoever dug them, but in the end they had to give up.
At this time, Cheng Yun noticed that a substitute appeared on the roster of Feng Qing's team.
Zhang Rui, who owned the poisonous mist, was actually replaced.
She was replaced by a player named Chen Xu.
Cheng Yun immediately changed the subject and said, "It's unbelievable that Feng Qing's team actually let a substitute come on when facing last year's championship!"
Cui Quyun smiled and said, "Maybe they want to preserve their strength. This time their team does not have Su Wanying, and the team's treatment pressure is huge."
This sentence is already a disguised hint that Feng Qing's team is not as strong as the opponent and is likely to lose the game.
However, what surprised everyone was that the Kyoto University affiliate also sent a substitute to play.
Their ace, Su Zhe, was watching the game in the dugout, showing no intention of participating.
Cheng Yun said, "Both teams are on the bench. I would like to ask Director Cui whether Beijing University's arrangement is too underestimating the enemy?"
Cui Qusheng said calmly, "The best result in Chengying College's history is ranked eighth. In addition to Su Zhe, there are two top players in the team at Beijing University who are ranked close to the top 100 on the youth list!"
The lineups of the two teams were immediately displayed on the screen.
The First Team Affiliated to Beijing University:
Liu Jingyu, temporary captain, attack department, ranked 106th on the youth list.
Zeng Lina, control department, ranked 119th on the youth list.
Li Zhenning (substitute), defense department, ranked 334th on the youth list.
Zhu Jianqiang, Department of Medicine
At the same time, the list of the first team of Chengying College was printed on the side.
Feng Qing, captain, medical department, ranked 82 on the youth list.
Zhong Yuan, attack type, ranked 137th on the youth list.
Chen Xu, Assistant Department
Xie Yihan, Department of Control
Comparing the two sides, the gap immediately emerged.
Even if Zhong Yuan is ranked 137th on the list, he is only in his first year this year and has huge potential. The two people who went to Beijing University are ranked higher than him.
If Beijing University sends Su Zhe to play again, it will be a bloodbath at the pace of Chengying Academy!
Not sending him on the field is actually giving Feng Qing face!
Speaking of which, Beijing University and Feng Qing have something to do with each other.
His mother, Feng Zhuzhen, graduated from Beijing University.
Back then, the Xu Neng College affiliated to Beijing University tried every means to recruit Feng Qing.
I don’t know how many generous offers were offered, and the door of the Academy of Sciences was almost broken, but Feng Qing just refused to go.
Ask him, why don't you come to Beijing University with us?
He actually replied: Because it’s too close to home!
Isn't it nice to be close to home? You can go home and reunite with your mother from time to time!
Of course it’s not good! Why do you think I want to go to school?
Not just to escape from the house!
In this way, Shangjing University Affiliated lost its genius. Of course, Shuimu Academy couldn't get him either, so he was finally relieved.
At this moment, the leader of the team affiliated with Shangjing University greeted Gu Yan from a distance in the rest room.
At the same time, he looked at Feng Qing with a faint smile on his face.
Feng Qing, do you regret it?
If you had chosen to study at Beijing University, the glory of the championship would have been within your grasp!
You don't need to worry about your teammates' insufficient attack power at all, and you don't need to care about your luck in the draw.
Your team is the strongest!
It's a pity that you chose a third-rate school like Chengying College...
The team leader withdrew his gaze and said to the players who were about to take the field, "Don't hold back, don't underestimate the enemy. Just perform as you normally do in training!"
"Yes! Leader!"
Acting captain Liu Jingyu shouted the slogan.
"Affiliated to Shangjing University! Come on! We are the strongest kings!"
On the other side, the rest area of Chengying College looked a little negative.
Chen Xu never expected that he would be sent to play against the best team in the country.
After studying in the academy for four years, I was ready to work as a clerk in the Logistics Department, but I unexpectedly got the opportunity to appear in front of the bosses of the military region!
"Ah...if I hold you back, don't blame me! I don't have many attack capabilities..."
Zhong Yuan said, "Senior Chen, your support ability is very strong and perfectly matches my ability. With you here, I can exert my original strength." (Although it has been discounted in half)
Chen Xu's face turned red and he said awkwardly, "You don't have to comfort me like this, I...I'm not nervous at all!"
Zhong Yuan said, "I'm not trying to comfort you. I'm telling the truth. It doesn't matter if you are nervous, the fight will be over in one go anyway."
"When the battle starts later, you immediately use locking and transmission on everyone on the opposite side. Just leave the rest to me."
Chen Xu was surprised and said, "Are you sure?"
"My conduction ability will disperse your attack. Your attack will be divided into four by me! After dividing the opponents who could have been defeated, none of them may be defeated!"
Zhong Yuan pondered, "In other words, if the transmission is applied to one of your own, you can share the fatal attack."
Ah this...