I'm an almighty star

Chapter 331 Referee, I want to report, Mo Bai cursed while running

As he said that, Zhou Song accelerated instantly!
However, Mo Bai, who was leading the way, had already felt it.

The moment Zhou Song accelerated, Mo Bai also accelerated slightly.

"Damn it, you still dare to fight with me!"

Seeing that Mo Bai was also speeding up, Zhou Song cursed and continued to speed up.

However, after running for a while, no matter how fast Zhou Song increased his speed, Zhou Song still fell behind Mo Bai.

Even after Zhou Song tried to sprint at a speed of [-] meters, he couldn't surpass Mo Bai.

"Is this guy still human?"

"Damn it, Zhou Song rushed like this, but he still can't outrun Mo Bai."

"It seems that we have met our opponent."

The other marathon runners who followed were dumbfounded.

Before, they had always underestimated Mo Bai, thinking that he was just an amateur runner. Even if he could run, could he outrun marathon runners like them?

But looking at it now, with Mo Bai's momentum of running ahead in one breath, this physical fitness is beyond their ability.

"Everyone, everyone still maintains their own rhythm, this Mo Bai is very difficult."

Captain Liu Ping said to the other team members: "Zhou Song, you come back too, don't chase."

Discovering that Mo Bai is strong, Zhou Song, the captain of the marathon national team, quickly made strategic adjustments.

Such a person can only rely on time and perseverance to procrastinate.

In fact, the real champion of the marathon has always relied on this, rather than relying on tactics that disrupt the rhythm of other players.

However, Liu Ping and the others dare not fight Mo Bai, but Mo Bai will not let them go.

"Hehe, buddy, why don't you run away?"

"Come after me, come on."

"That's the end of the day. Aren't you a professional marathon runner? Why can't you even beat me as an amateur?"

While running, Mo Bai teased Zhou Song on the sidelines.

"you……"

"Captain, this guy is swearing."

Watching Mo Bai swearing some rubbish, Zhou Song's face flushed.

"Don't pay attention to him, he is irritating you."

Liu Ping said calmly.

"Ok, I know."

Zhou Song nodded.

Although tens of thousands of horses were flying in his heart, Zhou Song just ran on his own at the moment.

But how could Mo Bai let Zhou Song go.

You know, when I signed up for the competition, these dozen or so professional athletes also said the same thing about me on Weibo.

Although they were overwhelmed by their army of 10,000+ fans, these athletes have already been severely punished.

But this kind of repair is not as enjoyable as playing it yourself.

Seeing that Zhou Song was silent, Mo Bai continued.

"Hurry up, buddy, you're running like a turtle."

"No, the tortoise can also run faster than you."

"Is it too late? It's embarrassing for a man if he can't do it. Otherwise, I'll take you to the big health care and have a good time."

"What are you doing looking at me like this, just say what you want to say, come on, let's talk about why you can't do it..."

Who is Mo Bai?

Although Mo Bai can't be called a bad guy, he definitely can't be called a good guy.

What's more, Mo Bai wrote a lot of novels, and he talked trash, but he just came out of his mouth.

A series of classic national curses almost made the next dozen or so professional marathon athletes become green and red for a while.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Unbearable."

"Captain, I can't take it anymore."

A group of professional athletes have never been scolded like this face to face.

How could a group of marathon runners have been so humiliated during the competition?

Although they don't want to hear these trash talks, these trash talks are passed on to their ears from time to time.

"Hey, what happened to them?"

"It seems that something is wrong."

Looking at the live broadcast, the guest "He Yang" frowned.

He suddenly found that the emotions of his juniors had changed.

This can be seen from the rhythm of running.

It used to be very even and orderly running. Although there is no obvious change now, He Yang, the former captain of the national team, has already seen that several juniors are a little out of order.

This is a red flag.

The marathon is not about speed, nor is it about violence, but about physical endurance and perseverance.

The 42-kilometer race is completely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

And even if it can be done, you have to make a strict game plan for yourself during the game.

Especially when running, running at a constant speed and regularly is the most energy-saving strategy.

But now, how does He Yang feel that these juniors feel a little top-heavy.

This kind of pace is not to mention running 42 kilometers, even if you run a few kilometers, you may be too tired to run.

"Referee, number 01211 is cursing."

Although he didn't want to ignore Mo Bai, just hearing a few words of this kind of trash talk would make his whole mood unstable.

And once the mood is unstable, it will directly affect his own game.

Unbearable, Zhou Song appealed to the referee monitoring the game.

"Contestant 01211, may I ask, were you swearing just now?"

The monitoring referee did not interrupt Mo Bai's game, and asked while riding a battery car.

Since the marathon is an outdoor competition and because the competition involves a 42-kilometer field, there are more marathon referees than all competition referees.In addition to the start and end referees of the competition, there are more than 200 monitoring referees along the way.However, monitoring referees is just monitoring data to ensure the safety of the game, etc., and will not keep track of certain contestants.

"I do not have."

Mo Bai didn't stop either, shaking his head in denial while running.

"Then how did they say you cursed people?"

"Then you'll have to ask them."

Mo Bai's face was neither red nor out of breath.

Only ghosts will admit such curse words.

"Hello, contestant 03345, do you have evidence that contestant 01211 cursed people?"

"..."

Zhou Song vomited blood directly.

This is a competition, where does Lao Tzu have any evidence?
Could it be that we have to bring a tape recorder to the game?

"That means it's gone?"

Seeing that Zhou Song had no evidence, the monitoring referee wanted to leave.

"No, we have evidence. The team members behind me can prove that he cursed people."

Zhou Song said.

"Excuse me, Mr. Referee, I want to explain, they are all brothers of the same team."

Mo Bai added.

Undoubtedly, such witnesses are of no use at all.

In fact, not to mention being a member of a team, even if it is not a team, witnesses are not the key evidence.

Everyone knows witnesses can be faked.

In the absence of physical evidence, all witnesses cannot be used as a basis for judgment.

Needless to say, in the face of such a situation, the monitoring referee would never deal with such unsubstantiated swearing.

Then, riding a battery car, he left.

"Hehe, I will still sue."

"Come on, you go ahead, I think you should surrender if you can't win."

"What are you doing staring at me like this again, I'm so scared..."

Seeing the referee leave, Mo Bai started his trash talk show again.

He already knew.

This kind of scolding on the playing field is simply impossible to be dealt with.

Actually can't handle it.

Not to mention marathons, basically all sports in the world will have a lot of trash talk.

As for some swearers being dealt with, it is because these guys are brain-dead and publicly swear words.

(End of this chapter)