The swimming competition was quite formal, unlike in the school playground, where a bunch of events were held at the same time, and the broadcast said that the projects were all crowded together to read the name and report the results, and no one listened carefully.
At this moment, the stands were crowded with people, just looking at the eight players in the middle, and the commentary also added a lot of nonsense because of the sufficient time.
Although Jiang Kuo spent almost a year failing to recognize all the people in his class, let alone other classmates, there are still quite a few people who know him.
Duan Feifei could see at a glance that more than half of the people who were shaking back and forth on the screen of many people's mobile phones were Jiang Kuo, who had pulled a large multiple.
He really wanted to do this too, the screen was really clear, and there were too many people behind him, so I was a little embarrassed.
But it doesn't matter, isn't it because the figure is very good, isn't it because there is a zipper on the back, I don't know how many times I've seen it, I've touched it, and...
Did you know he has a red period under his swimming trunks
I don't know.
I know.
But I don't tell you.
"Judging from the figure," Ding Zhe held the camera, "Xiao Lu is completely defeated, he just doesn't know who can swim faster."
"It must be rich and fast," Sun Jimin looked at the camera. "With his standard swimmer's body, Xiao Lu still looks too solid."
Duan Feifei couldn't help but leaned back on the chair and laughed.
"Why hasn't this group started yet?" Liu Fat asked.
The first group started very fast, the players came on the court, threw the towel, then it started, and then it ended, maybe the atmosphere of the second group was ignited, and the camera brother was around them for a while. past.
After Jiang Kuo turned around to wait for the start, Duan Feifei also heard the disappointed voice of the girl behind him: "Why did you turn around?"
"Turn back!" another girl whispered, "Turn back, turn back, turn back..."
how! Doesn't the front look good
Such a beautiful body with such a beautiful face!
"What I photographed, what I photographed." Another girl said, "It's very clear."
Duan Feifei heard Ding Zhe smiling lowly beside him.
He turned his head and glanced at Ding Zhe: "What silly music? Are the voices recorded?"
"Your sentence is also recorded." Ding Zhe said.
"Fater said that Jiang's money is so coquettish. That sentence is also recorded." Dong Kun said.
"I didn't say he was so sassy!" Liu Fatty defended, "but he is so sleazy."
"Let Jiang Youqian hear that he will swim with you in the water." Sun Ji said.
"I'm not afraid, I can float, I already discovered it when I was in the hot spring," Liu Fatty said, "I'm more buoyant than you."
"Also," Duan Feifei said, "I didn't go to play in vain, and I also summed up an experience."
The whistle for the game over there sounded.
The players walked to the starting stage amid the cheers of the audience, doing their final preparations.
Jiang Kuo was on the third road, and Lu Haobo was separated from him by the fifth road.
Duan Feifei stared at Jiang Kuo, and out of the corner of his eye swept Lu Haobo.
When he was in the high jump, he didn't have any idea of winning Lu Haobo, so he didn't bother to care about him at all.
But Jiang Kuo felt different when he competed, especially when he knew that Jiang Kuo had absolute champion strength.
Although Lu Haobo was the champion of the 100m freestyle last year, he is still the favorite to win the championship this year, but he has seen Jiang Kuo swimming. The ease and lightness that has been professionally trained is not comparable to Lu Haobo. He was able to win the first place last year because of All the players are like the first group of the big wild geese flying south, not everyone.
Jiang Kuo tilted his head, moved his neck, shook his arms, and stood on the starting platform.
These small movements once again set off a wave of fluctuations.
"Sao is still Jiang Youqian Sao, it looks like the real thing," Liu Fatty sighed with emotion, holding up his mobile phone, "Some people are born with that kind of aura."
"Are you fucking praising or scolding," Dong Kun said. "You're confusing me."
"Write your poems." Liu Pang said.
Several people were talking, and all the players over there bent down and were ready to set off.
Jiang Kuo bent down, shook the table back and forth slightly, and adjusted his posture.
The whistle sounded, and the eight players set off in a very uneven diving position.
If it was said that it was impossible to judge who is the real master just by looking at the figure before, the action of entering the water has already made it clear to everyone at a glance.
When Jiang Kuo jumped into the water, Ding Zhe couldn't help shouting: "Fuck!"
It seemed that there was no effort at all in the easy jump, and the moment he entered the water, he surpassed the two competitors who were slanting into the water.
Although Lu Haobo was not ugly when he entered the water, his distance was obviously not as wide as that of the river.
In the underwater gliding stage, Jiang Kuo's speed was obviously not on the same level as this group of people.
When the arms are forward and the waist and abdomen slide with the legs, it is like a smart dolphin.
The Mermaid show begins.
This section of underwater gliding made the audience boil. When Jiang Kuo's arms split the water, the screams and whistles filled the swimming pool felt like it could lift the top.
Duan Feifei's eyes stayed on Jiang Kuo, his stretched arms seemed relaxed, and only when he fell would he feel the power, making his looming body appear like an arrow hidden in the water under the rising water.
"Fuck! Fuck!" Ding Zhe held up the camera, completely ignoring the post-processing of the video, and yelled repeatedly as if he had lost the ability to speak, "Fuck! Fuck!"
Duan Feifei could no longer tell what the people around him were shouting, and his ears were full of Ding Zhe.
However, although Ding Zhe was very excited, his hand was still steady, and the camera was chasing Jiang Kuo all the time. In contrast, he had no idea what was being recorded on the screen of the mobile phone held around him.
Duan Feifei could see that the mobile phone held by a girl in front was too close to be able to find Jiang Kuo through the camera in the excitement, and finally put the mobile phone down and decided to watch it with the naked eye.
Hey, that's right.
How good is it to see with your eyes, are you afraid that no one else will take pictures
Duan Feifan dared to guarantee that, at most, when this group of games was over, the school forum would be full of Jiang Kuo.
Without Jiang Kuo, Lu Haobo would be the most attractive in this group.
It's a pity, God is looking at him unhappy.
When Jiang Kuo swam halfway across the pool, Lu Haobo was already thrown out by him by two positions. Although Lu Haobo was also one position faster than the third, in front of Jiang Kuo, who was like an underwater cloud-piercing arrow, His second is nothing to watch.
It was about 50 meters away, and many people had already stood up with their mobile phones in their hands.
Ding Zhe also stood up: "Fuck, see how he turns around, fuck."
Turning around was not very interesting in previous games. After all, it is not a professional. Even if you can turn around, it is not beautiful enough. In many cases, the speed will be greatly reduced because of the turning.
And now Duan Feifei is also looking forward to it. He has never seen Jiang Kuo turn around underwater.
Jiang Xiaojian swam to a position less than two meters away from the edge of the pool amid cheers, plunged into the water, flipped forward lightly, and then kicked his legs firmly.
The body rushed out like a dolphin again.
"Ah—" Duan Feifei roared along with the audience.
Then he blew the whistle in tacit agreement with the model group.
I don't know if Jiang Kuo can hear it in the water.
There is no suspense in this group of competitions, and even the entire 100-meter freestyle event has no suspense. Jiang Kuo has already opened the three positions of last year's champion, and still looks like swimming easily.
It's like an exhibition game with a wide river.
Lu Haobo is still trying his best to pull, he can now maintain his second place, otherwise, with his character, he will not be able to hang on his face.
But Jiang Kuo's unexpected strength was a huge blow to someone with an unstable mentality like him. The distance between him and the third one had already been chased by others.
In the final sprint stage, everyone's shouts are not structured, just shouting.
After the last stroke of Jiang Kuo's arm, he reached out and touched the wall, and the audience shouted and applauded.
He pulled up the swimming goggles by the pool while cheering, wiped his face, and glanced at the stands.
Duan Feifei quickly jumped a few times among the jubilant audience, and waved over there, although he thought it was impossible for Jiang Kuo to see.
But in the next second, Jiang Kuo also waved at this side.
The people around suddenly tacitly agreed that this was Jiang Kuo saying hello to his garden classmates, and immediately collectively waved their arms like a concert scene.
Then Lu Haobo and the third place touched the wall almost at the same time, showing that Lu Haobo was slightly faster, Duan Feifei followed everyone to applaud, cheering for the players behind.
The player in the lane next to Jiang Kuo touched the wall and stretched out his hand to Jiang Kuo, grabbing the line of the swimming lane, Jiang Kuo gave him a high five, the man said something again, and Jiang Kuo smiled.
"Let's go." Ding Zhe stood up and pushed Duan Feifei.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei looked at him.
"I'm going to interview after the game." Ding Zhe said, "Why can't I have an exclusive interview with Jiang Youqian?"
"Reporters from the Student Union won't sit in the stands at all," Duan Feifei stood up and walked with them to the locker room, "The only hope for you to be exclusive at this speed is that Jiang has money to play. Big names don’t accept interviews with others.”
"Hey?" Dong Kun laughed, "If you say that, there is still a lot of hope."
The student union reporter was indeed at the door of the locker room, but they didn't see Jiang Kuo.
The other contestants came out wearing towels, but Lu Haobo, a pushy person, didn't come out, which made Duan Feifei suddenly a little nervous.
"Here." Dong Kun took out the sports meeting work card in his pocket and handed it to him.
"Huh?" Duan Feifei was stunned.
"Reporters can't enter the locker room," Dong Kun said. "Our staff can enter. Ding and I only have this one. You should cherish it."
"You, the lowest-ranking staff member, still have this privilege?" Duan Feihan immediately hung the sign around his neck.
"What's the matter," Dong Kun glanced at him, "Going in and mopping the floor for the athletes has to be a staff member."
Duan Feifei patted him with a smile, lowered his head and walked into the locker room behind the other two teachers who walked in.
There are three large compartments in the locker room. Duan Feifei went all the way to the innermost one, only to see Jiang Kuo who had just finished flushing and changed into his clothes.
"What's wrong with you?" When Jiang Kuo looked up and saw him, because there were other players around, he could only pretend to be calm, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but tick it up.
"Ding Zhe is still out there trying to grab your exclusive interview," Duan Feifei whispered with a smile, "Why don't you go out?"
"I saw the reporters from the student union before," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't want to do any interviews."
"Where's Ding Zhe's?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Let him make up whatever he wants." Jiang Kuo said.
"Okay." Duan Feifei looked around with a smile, and suppressed his voice, "Lu didn't go out either, did you see him?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo nodded and glanced at a small room next to him with the door closed.
"Not finished yet?" Duan Feifei heard the sound of water splashing inside.
"You're not happy." Jiang Kuo said.
"He came for the championship," Duan Feifan said softly, "it came close to third in the group."
Jiang Kuo wiped his hair with a towel, and whispered as he walked out, "His idea is a little too optimistic. He won't be a winner if I don't pass him twenty meters."
"What you said made him fight with you on the spot." Duan Feifei said.
"Then he can't do it," Jiang Kuo put the towel over his head and walked out with his head lowered, "he also beat you all over the floor..."
"What do you mean!" Duan Feifei laughed, and went over to wrap his arms around his shoulder and shook it, "Don't learn a little from them!"
When he walked out of the locker room, Duan Feifei didn't stay with Jiang Kuo, he took a few steps slower. Jiang Kuo blocked his face and didn't want to be discovered by reporters. Jiang Kuo.
But before he took two steps, Duan Feifei saw Lu Ning running over.
Lu Ning is indeed an excellent counselor who cares about students. He recognized Jiang Kuo with his head covered at a glance, and ran over all the way.
Duan Feifei grabbed her hand when she was about to reach for the towel: "Don't don't don't... He's hiding from reporters."
"Ah!" Lu Ning shrank his neck exaggeratedly, "It's dangerous, I almost called his name... But where are you going? Shouldn't he wait in the rest area for the athletes to receive the award?"
… It is indeed the case.
"I'll go back to the stands and sit for a while." Jiang Kuo said.
"Then you shouldn't be watched?" Lu Ning laughed.
Ding Zhe walked over quickly and pointed the camera at Jiang Kuo: "It's too late, they have already found out that it is you, and now you will be interviewed by me immediately."
Jiang Kuo lifted the towel and looked at him.
"Did you belong to the swimming team before?" Ding Zhe asked.
"...you should ask him why you swim so fast," Dong Kun said, "and then he will tell you, I used to be on the swimming team."
Ding Zhe turned to look at Dong Kun: "Then you come?"
Dong Kun immediately clenched his fist and raised it in front of Jiang Kuolian. As the other two reporters came over, he said, "Okay, thank you for accepting our exclusive interview."
Jiang Kuo was silent for two seconds: "... You're welcome."
The reporter who arrived later was stunned when he heard Dong Kun's words, but did not give up: "Hello Jiang Kuo, we are student union reporters, we..."
"I'm sorry." Jiang Kuo said.
The reporter looked at him, waiting for him to say the following.
But after a pause, he didn't speak again, but turned around and walked back, almost running back to the locker room.
"Have you picked it up?" A reporter chased after two steps but didn't catch up, looking back at Ding Zhe.
"That's necessary." Ding Zhe raised his head proudly, "Wait for me to contribute."
Lu Haobo finally came out of the locker room, attracting the attention of the reporters, and they all surrounded him.
Duan Feifei and the others returned to the auditorium to sit, and he couldn't keep running to the locker room. Everyone knew that he was not from the student union.
The next game soon started again.
The enthusiasm of the audience ignited by the second group of games continued, and everyone entered a state of cheering again.
In contrast, Duan Feifei was already heartbroken.
Even the sound of cell phone messages can be heard amid the commotion.
[JK921]I'm so hungry
[Instructions are as follows] There are buns in the canteen outside. Do you want to eat them? Let Dong Kun bring them in for you.
[JK921]OK, I want milk
[Instructions are as follows]Wait
Duan Feifei got up and walked around the leisure area of the gymnasium, bought buns and hot dogs in the small supermarket, and got a can of milk.
"A condolence item?" Dong Kun asked.
"Just give it to him." Duan Feifei said.
"A treat at night," Dong Kun said, "I'm hungry too."
"Please." Duan Feifei smiled.
Today's swimming competition is still very exciting. Several freshmen are very good. Compared with last year's competition, the overall level of excitement has improved a lot. However, including breaststroke freestyle and relay, there is no second one except Jiang Kuo. Turn the audience into screaming chicken players.
Lu Haobo's games this year should be regarded as a depressing trip. The best result in the previous event was the second. Today, he could have been the first in the swimming competition, but he only took the third place, and Jiang Kuo won the first place. deflagration.
Duan Feifei all sighed for him.
In the evening, Duan Feihan invited a group of people to eat.
Because a group of people in the sports meeting participated in the project, everyone expressed that they were hungry and tired, so Duan Feifei chose the buffet at home.
On the way there, Jiang Kuo was sitting in the car leaning against him, half asleep and half awake.
"Are you tired?" Duan Feifei glanced at him.
"Tired," Jiang Kuo sighed, "I haven't been swimming at this intensity for a long time, and now I'm exhausted."
Duan Feifei smiled.
Jiang Kuo squinted at him: "What do you mean, there is a smile in such a smile."
"No." Duan Feifei laughed even harder.
Jiang Kuo snorted.
"Your tattoo has been visited by the whole school today." Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"How can there be a whole school." Jiang Kuo smiled, "It's all in the first and second grades."
"Look at the school forum now, the video should have been posted," Duan Feifei said, "Ding Zhe ran out of power for the camera today."
"What about you?" Jiang Kuo leaned against the car door and looked at him.
"What?" Duan Feifei glanced at him.
"Do you still have electricity?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"...How dare you say that I have a smile in my smile?" Duan Feifei sighed.
"Think too much," Jiang Kuo hooked his mouth, "I said your phone still has power?"
"My phone and I have electricity." Duan Feifei said.
"Fuck." Jiang Kuo laughed.
When Duan Feifei stopped and waited at the red light, he turned to look at Jiang Kuo, reached out and touched his face.
"Why?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"No," Duan Feifei said, "I just think you're too handsome today."
"Aren't you handsome?" Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows.
"He's also handsome," Duan Feifei looked at him, "but I haven't been this handsome in a long time."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo tilted his head.
"Very arrogant and handsome," Duan Feifei squeezed his hand, "I think about how to say..."
Jiang Kuo looked at him expectantly.
Duan Feifei thought for a long time without finding the right words, and finally cleared his throat: "Wild boy."
"Damn!" Jiang Kuo choked with laughter, "I'm still waiting to hear what you have to say! Anyway, a college student! After a long time, a wild boy will come..."
Duan Feifei followed and laughed for a long time. He didn't pay attention when the green light came on. He was forced by the car behind him twice before he hurried out.
But it is.
There are no good words for college students to describe Jiang Kuo, who has not seen him for a long time.