"Then next, my good sister Feifei will compete in the five-kilometer race. Who do you think you are optimistic about?"
Shen Qingcheng held up her mobile phone and faced the starting line. She was a lively girl. Not only was she beautiful, she also used her beauty to make money.
In addition to teaching students at Xiaole Learning, she is also a contract anchor of Douyu Live and is very active in the dance area.
In addition to dancing in the dormitory on weekdays, I also imitated the nightclub style of live broadcast celebrities, but it has always been tepid.
In this joint sports meeting of the three schools, Shen Qingcheng did not forget to increase the popularity, live broadcasting the entire event, and took the audience in the live broadcast room to watch a wave of beauties.
"Oh shit, this girl in red is so pretty!"
A rocket lit up in the live broadcast room, and the level 35 boss TN.xingxing sent a gift and left a message.
"Thank you, Mr. Xingxing, for the rocket! Oh my god, Mr. Xingxing actually came to my live broadcast room. I am your fan girl!"
Shen Qingcheng shouted excitedly. Not only was she happy about the gift, she had also been in the live broadcast circle for a while. Everyone knew the name of Liu Xing, the king of anchors. Being able to come to her live broadcast room to leave messages for gifts, apart from anything else, the traffic It must have caught on.
Maybe we can also interact with the big boss?
Shen Qingcheng fantasized while giving live explanations to Liu Xing.
"The one in red is contestant No. 9 from the University of Finance and Economics, and the number 13 in blue is my good sister Feifei..."
At the same time, the flag on the podium was raised high to indicate that the referee could blow the whistle.
Game start.
Contestant No. 9 in red rode swiftly, and running next to her was... the photographer!
What's going on with this photographer?
Have you never seen him shoot like this?
Contestant No. 9 was photographed alone throughout the entire process, and no other contestants were allowed to look at it.
And it’s too close, right?
The teachers and students of the three schools were all in a daze, watching the red No. 9 contestant and the photographer running side by side in the direction of the sun. The sunlight shining on them actually tasted a perfect match.
"Damn it! I knew it!"
Liu Xing stared at the photographer for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh hard, showing an expression of realization.
After giving Shen Qingcheng 2 more rockets, he left a message: "After the race is over, go and follow No. 9 and the photographer. The photographer will interview the contestants at the end of the game. I want to listen to what they are saying!"
Shen Qingcheng nodded. She looked familiar to the photographer. Isn't this Gu Yun?
She couldn't help but curl her lips. Who would be a capable man to follow a woman? Running the entire distance with a woman in public, sweating and panting, is it indecent and shameful?
On the host stage, Zhong Leyi also saw this scene, and she was also a little strange.
But it is indeed the photographer's responsibility to follow him, and there seems to be nothing wrong with photographing the defending champion.
Until Gu Yun took out a bottle of water from the camera bag and handed it to the girl in red next to her, and the latter confidently took a sip of water during the competition. Zhong Leyi's calm tone couldn't help but start to waver.
"Don't be afraid of the strength of your opponents. My brothers and sisters are saluting you. Go ahead bravely! Female 5,000-meter athletes, the sun will celebrate your victory and the applause will ring out for you!"
After reading the five-kilometer cheering draft, Zhong Leyi bit her lip. Can the No. 13 player in the blue suit behind him work harder? Can he pass the annoying red suit in the front?
Li Feifei, the player in blue, is also full of bitterness.
When she was standing at the starting line, she spotted Gu Yun who was taking photos beside her.
At first she was overjoyed, thinking that Gu Yun had come specifically to follow her and take photos of her. Ever since they said goodbye at the bar, Li Feifei had been very excited and sent a lot of messages to Gu Yun. She even put down her posture and started to play the same role-playing as at that time.
Li Feifei often recalls that confusing night, when she seemed to be named after an animal.
And she was happy with it, enjoying wonderful happiness in this kind of role-playing.
"When a puppy meets a human it likes, it will turn over and expose its soft belly."
"I think it's the same when I meet you. I'm that puppy."
But Gu Yun never replied.
She also gave Gu Yun a lot of excuses. She was busy with work and it was not easy to start a business. Not to mention that she had lost so much money, so she might not be in the mood.
Shen Qingcheng also advised Li Feifei many times that men are not worth it. He might still be in debt. Why are you always taking the initiative?
Seeing Gu Yun and Red No. 9 Yan Yan smiling, Li Feifei clenched her teeth and her eyes were red.
The job of photography is to take the first shot, right?
No matter what, I want to win this game!
The figure of blue number 13 ran faster and faster, getting closer and closer, until it gradually surpassed red number 9.
"Exceeded, exceeded! Damn it, blue is awesome! Look how the photographer handles it!"
Liu Xing left crazy messages in the live broadcast room and watched the excitement.
A new first place appeared. In order to prevent Zhong Leyi on the host stage from discovering something was wrong, Gu Yun could only speed up and ran to Li Feifei's side.
I adjusted the camera image and continued to follow the sports style of the first place player.
Wen Jue was angry now.
Gu Yun, what do you mean by taking pictures of others?
When you went to the bar to cuddle with this girl, after I found out, I didn't care about it.
In front of me, you have to chase and take pictures of others? Didn’t you just do it for fun before? Running side by side looks cool, right?
Then why did you come to me to offer me water in the first place?
Wen Jue took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing, and began to exert force in the later stages.
I also want to win this game!
The blue athletes overtook the red No. 9, and even Zhong Leyi's voice when announcing the cheers was filled with joy.
"The power of mankind was revealed at that moment, and hard work became the starting point of life at that moment. We know that victory is not far away. We raised our heads and looked ahead, and the finish line was already vaguely visible!"
Come on, running blue girl!
There were many people on the field who wanted the blue girl to win, and cheers came and went.
Human beings will always be moved by the scenes in novels that change fate against fate, but life is not a novel, life is extremely real.
Faith can only make people persevere to the finish line. Solid daily training, scientific pace, and accumulated hard power are the only chips to win the championship.
Things went counterproductive.
After Wen Jue exerted his strength in the later stages, Li Feifei was pulled further and further away until Wen Jue crossed the finish line.
"Let us congratulate contestant No. 9 from Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics."
Zhong Leyi's broadcast was smooth and emotionless. She didn't know why, but she didn't like No. 9 in red.
After the game, in the corner of the playground, during the interview session.
"Contestant No. 9, how did you feel after winning the championship in the women's five-kilometer race?"
Gu Yun was followed by many admiring spectators. He had a student union press card hanging on his chest, holding a microphone and asking questions to Wen Jue with a serious look on his face.
"It should be very calm. The opponent is very strong. Although it puts some pressure on me, the result is good. I have proved myself."
Wen Jue was still breathing heavily and was very tired after running five kilometers, so he gave an official answer.
"So, I would like to ask player No. 9, you were once behind the blue player No. 13. What was the force that allowed you to adjust your state in the end and overtake your opponent to win again?"
"Well, I keep thinking in my mind, there is a scumbag running in front of me right now. I have to run quickly to catch up with him and grab his collar..."
"Blow his head off!"
Wen Jue wiped his sweat, raised the microphone in Gu Yun's hand, and answered loudly.
