Ye Fei led more than a hundred fans and ran on the marathon track.
Cameraman Zhao Dacheng is indeed a person who is very good at finding bright spots. When he pointed the camera at Ye Fei and the others, at first he thought they were just a group of players who accidentally ran together.
But after watching it for a while, he overturned his idea in his heart.
This is not an accident at all, but more than a hundred people came here all for one player. These people gathered around this young player like stars holding the moon.
And this young man kept running, occasionally communicating with the people around him.
"Damn, who is this person? Why is he more attractive than those big stars?" Zhao Dacheng had a question mark in his heart.
But it was game time now, and even if he asked the questions in his mind, no one would explain it to him.
His camera just focused on this group of people.
He knows that this is what the audience likes to see, and this is the highlight of the game.
"I didn't expect that the most outstanding person in this competition was not the big stars, nor the entrepreneurs and big names in the fashion industry, but a young man from China, surrounded by more than a hundred people. If this made the news , without even thinking about it, it will definitely make everyone’s eyes pop. No, the camera can’t be moved first, let’s take a look before talking.”
His lens did not move, and he carefully looked at the group of people below through the lens.
Suddenly, he saw a player next to the young man whose legs were weak and about to fall. But at this moment, the young man reached out and grabbed the player's leg. The player forcefully pulled him up again with his arm, and then said a few words to him. The player smiled and rushed forward while holding his breath.
"Fuck, that's awesome. This young man is absolutely amazing. Not only is this guy moving forward, but he can also lead a group of people around him to help and comfort each other. Although the ultimate purpose of the game is to compete, but being able to There is a trace of human touch revealed in the competition, which is definitely the biggest surprise of this competition. No, the camera will not move for now, give them more."
Zhao Dacheng is also an honest person, and the camera will not move at all times, focusing on the young man at all times.
In front of the TV and computer.
It’s true that some people are happy and some are sad.
Many people were furious when they saw that the cameraman kept focusing on a young man instead of their idol.
"What are you doing, you damn photographer? Change the lens, change the lens quickly. Where is my idol Nicholas Khaki? Give him, give him a lens."
"Emma, is the cameraman asleep? Man, it's time to change the camera. What's the point of giving the camera to this young man?"
"This young man... looks so familiar. Let me think about it, holy shit, this... isn't this Ye Fei?"
"Ye Fei? Are you talking about the Ye Fei who made medicinal porridge a while ago?"
"That's right, it's him. He's a truly awesome figure in China. This shot is worth it."
"Damn, even though I want to see my idol, I don't have any problem with the camera being pointed at Ye Fei. Hey, he... Emma, did you see it? Did you all see it? Someone almost fell down just now. Oh no, it was Ye Fei who helped him up while running, so he didn't fall down."
"Ye Fei... I heard that this guy is very aggressive towards his fans before, and I thought it was a joke. But after seeing it today, I realized that it is true. He can still take care of his fans during the game. This kind of person is really Too little."
"Suddenly I look back and see you again, and from then on I became a loyal fan! Ye Shen, I love you!"
"A man of God, he is, no, just because this guy is so loyal to his fans, I must become his fan, this is such an honor."
"A show, this is just a show, it must be for others to see."
"Nah, I'm happy to put on a show. Which other celebrities don't even put on a show? What else do you want to say?"
Everyone was moved by Ye Fei's unintentional little action.
As a person, it is not that you can win the championship or first place that others will remember you, but that you can do things that touch others unintentionally, and others will be more deeply impressed by you.
Ye Fei was still running with a group of fans, passing celebrities one after another.
Zhao Dacheng's camera above did not move at all, and followed Ye Fei and his group almost the entire time.
Many people still had objections at first, but gradually everyone got used to it.
This game is like a special game between Ye Fei and his fans.
They ran, they joked, they encouraged each other, and they surpassed one player after another.
Gradually, they moved closer and closer, surpassing many celebrities.
At this moment, everyone saw Ye Fei and his fans pause, because the audience also discovered that the people running in front of Ye Fei and the others were no longer people in the entertainment, fashion and financial fields, but a group of real long-distance runners. professional.
Seeing this situation, it can be said that 60 to 70% of the people were heartbroken, and many people began to rejoice in the misfortune.
"Damn it, I'm dead, Ye Shen is dead, there are all professional long-distance runners in front of me."
"Wori, it's completely over now, how can you still run? No matter how powerful Ye Shen is, he can still surpass those amateur players, but it is really difficult to surpass the professional players in front of him."
"Ah, these professional players, I really want to kill them. This is just to waste Ye Shen's time. Ye Shen, don't be discouraged, come on!"
"Hahaha, it's really funny. It's an international marathon competition, and it's a race with no restrictions. Of course, anyone can participate. What's wrong with these professional runners? It's normal for them to participate. In fact, I think this is the real marathon. Professional-level confrontation is something to watch. The twenty or thirty kilometers just now were purely for entertainment. If you don’t believe me, the second half of the race is definitely much more exciting than the previous one.”
"Damn, although what you said makes sense, I still hope that Ye Shen can get the ranking. My Ye Shen, hold on."
"Hey, as I said just now, there is no comparison between amateurs and professionals. Ye Fei is indeed outstanding among amateurs, but so what? You still have to kneel when you meet professional players. This is not a matter of popularity. , but is determined by strength.”
"I like Mo Bendelia from the United States. This woman is really very strong. She has won the marathon championship twice. I am optimistic about her this time."
"Mobendelia is dead. After all, her peak period has passed. I still like James Riley. It's the new year. There is no problem in outrunning Delia."
"I like Jay Yuan, but it's a pity that I didn't finish in front. But it's great that my idol can participate in this marathon."
"Zhang Junjie is not bad either. Although he looks very thin, his courage to challenge a marathon is a sign of courage."
… …
It can be said that people support everyone, but now that it has reached this level, there are still many people discussing the final champion, and most people generally believe that the champion this time will be among those foreigners.
Just as people were talking, something happened in the camera.
All of Ye Fei's fans couldn't run anymore, and they were all gasping for air. Some of them were even worse, as if they were about to fall down at any time.
"Is it over? I made you run so fast just now. Are you tired now?"
"These people have no experience running marathons. How can they run like this in long-distance running? You just start to exert force, and then you completely wilt."
"Just wait for Ye Fei and his fans to be eliminated."
"Damn it, don't curse my Ye Shen, be careful of me risking your life with you."
"Sister, this is not a matter of risking one's life or not, but a fact."
Ye Fei's fans really couldn't run, but they knew that Ye Fei could still run, because this guy didn't even break out a drop of sweat or even take a long breath, which shows that he retained his strength.
"Ye Shen, chase him! For the sake of all those who support you, for the sake of China's face." A fan was supported by another person, looked at Ye Fei, and said with a wry smile.
"Yes, Ye Shen, run, we can only accompany you here."
"Ye Shen, you will always be our Ye Shen. You bring us surprises every time. I hope this time will be no exception, okay?"
A middle-aged man in his forties patted Ye Fei's shoulder, pointed in front, nodded fiercely, and said: "Run, brother!"
Ye Fei: "..."
"You are already very good. I am proud of you. You are right. Here in our country, the championship must not be taken away by outsiders. You wait for me and I will share it with you when I get the championship."
After saying that, Ye Fei rushed forward.
In fact, these fans didn't pay attention to Ye Fei's words, because they all understood that although Ye Fei was not tired now, it would be too difficult for him to defeat those professional athletes.
But when Ye Fei disappeared from their sight for a few moments, these people were all stunned.
"Damn it, Ye Shen has a clockwork on his leg, right?"
"That's awesome, my Ye Shen, charge! Kill!"
"Ye Shen... Charge! Kill!"
"The breeze blew the waves, and the dust covered the hills. I was weak and went to the world, telling everyone not to underestimate the heart of a champion. The seeds pushed away the boulders, and the ants moved the giant elephants. I was weak and stood In the hurricane, I tell everyone not to underestimate the heart of a champion..."
Ye Fei rushed out, and behind him, all the fans sang again.
This time they sang "Champion's Heart" by the most famous band in China, the White Leopard Band!
The wind is the legend of the sky, and the rain is the legend of the ocean.
Ye Fei decided to become a marathon legend today!
He ran forward like crazy, the wind in his ears was like a passionate war song!
A black man appeared in front of him. This man ran very fast, and his two strong legs were sonorous and powerful every time he stepped out.
He was also chasing the runners in front. There was only two meters left between them. He thought that as long as he worked harder, he would be able to complete a big leap.
But just when he was thinking this, suddenly, a figure rushed past him.
black people:"… … .."
Damn it, lightning!
Yellow lightning!
(End of chapter)