San Fu

The swimming competition is quite formal, unlike in the school playground, when a bunch of events are held at the same time, when the broadcast says that the names of the events are reported and the results are crowded together, no one listens carefully.

At the moment, the stands are crowded with people, just looking at the eight players in the middle, and the commentary has a lot of nonsense because of the sufficient time.

Although Jiang Kuo spent almost a year and failed to recognize all the people in the class, let alone other classmates, there are still quite a lot of people who know him.

With a glance, Duan Feifei could see that Jiang Kuo, who was shaking back and forth on the screens of many people's mobile phones, was greatly multiplied.

He really wanted to do this too, the screen was really clear, and there were too many people behind him, so he was a little embarrassed.

But it doesn't matter, isn't it just that the figure is very good, isn't it that there is a zipper on the back, I have seen it countless times, touched it, and...

Did you know there's a little red period under his swim trunks?

I don't know.

I know.

But I won't tell you.

"Looking at his figure," Ding Zhe held up the camera, "Xiao Lu is completely defeated, but I don't know who is the fastest swimmer."

"It must be rich and fast," Sun Ji looked at the camera. "He has a standard swimmer's figure, and Xiao Lu still looks too solid."

Duan Feifei couldn't help leaning back on the chair and laughing.

"Why hasn't this group started yet?" Liu Fat asked.

The first group started very quickly, the players came on stage, threw towels, and then it started, and then it ended, maybe the atmosphere of the second group came out, and at this moment the big cameramen surrounded them and came over for a while past.

After Jiang Kuo turned around and was about to start, Duan Feifan also heard a disappointed voice from the girl behind: "Hey, 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!

"I got it, I got it." Another girl said, "It's very clear."

Duan Feifei heard Ding Zhe laughing very lowly beside him.

He turned his head and glanced at Ding Zhe: "What are you doing silly? Have all the voices been recorded?"

"Your sentence is also recorded." Ding Zhe said.

"Fatty's words that Jiang is rich and flirtatious are also recorded." Dong Kun said.

"I didn't say he's flirtatious!" Fatty Liu argued, "But he's really flirtatious."

"Let Jiang Youqian hear it and let you swim together in the water." Sun Ji said.

"I'm not afraid, I can float, and I discovered it when I was in the hot spring," Liu Fatty said, "I'm more buoyant than you."

"It's okay," Duan Feifei said, "It's not a waste of time to play, and I have summed up a lesson."

The whistle blew over there to prepare for the game.

The contestants walked to the starting platform amidst the cheers that erupted instantly from the audience, making final preparations.

Jiang Kuo was on the third road, and Lu Haobo was separated from him on the fifth road.

Duan Feifei stared at Jiang Kuo, and glanced at Lu Haobo from the corner of his eye.

During the high jump, he didn't have any intention of winning against Lu Haobo, so he didn't bother to talk to him at all.

But Jiang Kuo felt different when he was competing, especially when he knew that Jiang Kuo had absolute championship strength.

Although Lu Haobo was the champion of the 100-meter freestyle last year, and he is still the favorite to win the championship this year, he has seen Jiang Kuo swim. The professionally trained ease and lightness are not comparable to Lu Haobo. Last year, he won the first place because of all The contestants are all like the Wild Goose Flying South group in the first group, everyone is not good.

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 real," Fatty Liu sighed while holding up his phone, "Some people are born with that kind of aura."

"Are you fucking praising or scolding?" Dong Kun said, "You confuse me so much."

"Write your poems." Liu Fat said.

While several people were talking, all the contestants over there bent down, ready to go.

Jiang Kuo bent down, held the table with his hand and shook it slightly back and forth, adjusting his posture.

The whistle sounded, and the eight contestants set off in a very uneven posture for entering the water.

If 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!"

With a seemingly effortless leap at all, the moment he entered the water, he surpassed the competitors who entered the water in the next two lanes.

Although Lu Haobo didn't look ugly when he entered the water, it was obviously not as wide as Jiang Kuo.

In the underwater gliding stage, Jiang Kuo's speed was obviously not at the same level as this group of people.

With your arms forward and your waist and abdomen leading your legs, you look like a smart dolphin.

The mermaid show has begun.

This section of underwater gliding made the audience boil. When Jiang Kuo's arm split the water, the screams and whistles filled the swimming pool, which felt like it could blow the top off.

Duan Feifan's gaze stayed on Jiang Kuo all the time. His outstretched arms seemed relaxed, and he felt the strength only when he fell, making his body faintly visible under the splash of water like an arrow hidden in the 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 his language ability, "Fuck! Fuck!"

Duan Feifei couldn't tell what the people around him were shouting, and Ding Zhe was all over his ears.

However, although Ding Zhe was very excited, his hand was still steady, and the camera was always chasing Jiang Kuo. In contrast, the screens of the mobile phones held around him no longer knew what was being recorded.

Duan Feifei could see the mobile phone held by a girl in front because the focus was too close, so she couldn't find Jiang Kuo through the lens in excitement, and finally put down the mobile phone and decided to watch it with the naked eye.

Hey, that's right.

How good it is to see with your eyes, are you afraid that no one else will take pictures?

Duan Feifei can guarantee that at the end of this group of competitions, the school forum will be full of Jiang Kuo.

Without Jiang Kuo, Lu Haobo would be the most attractive in this group.

It's a pity, God looks at him unhappy.

When Jiang Kuo swam halfway through the pool, Lu Haobo had already been thrown out by almost two positions. Although Lu Haobo was almost one position faster than the third one, in front of Jiang Kuo who was like an underwater arrow piercing the clouds, His number two is no longer worth seeing.

It was about to reach 50 meters, and many people had already stood up holding their mobile phones.

Ding Zhe also stood up: "Fuck me, see how he turns around, fuck me."

Turning around was not a big deal in the previous games. After all, they were not professional. Even if they could turn around, they were not beautiful enough. In many cases, their speed would be greatly reduced due to turning around.

And now Duan Feihua is also looking forward to it, he has never seen Jiang Kuo turn around underwater.

Amid the cheers, Jiang Xiaojian swam to a position less than two meters away from the edge of the pool, plunged into the water, made a light forward flip, and then kicked steadily.

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 several members of 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, even the entire [-]-meter freestyle event. Jiang Kuo has pulled away the three positions of last year's champion, and he still seems to be swimming with ease.

This is like an exhibition game by Jiang Kuo.

Lu Haobo is still rowing desperately, he has to protect his second place now, otherwise with his character, he will not be able to hold his face.

But Jiang Kuo's unexpected strength was a huge blow to someone with an unstable mentality like him. He was already one body away from the third, but he had been chased to half a body.

In the final sprint stage, everyone's shouts have no rules, just shouting.

Jiang Kuo reached out and touched the wall after the last stroke of his arm, and the audience shouted and applauded.

Amidst the cheers, he pulled up the swimming goggles while holding the edge of the pool, wiped his face, and glanced at the stands.

Duan Feifei quickly got caught in a bunch of jumping spectators and jumped a few times, waving to the other side, although he thought it was impossible for Jiang Kuo to see it.

But in the next second, Jiang Kuo waved his hand in this direction too.

The people around immediately acquiesced that this was Jiang Kuo saying hello to his classmates in the garden, and immediately waved their arms collectively like a concert scene.

Then Lu Haobo and No.3 touched the wall almost at the same time, showing that Lu Haobo was a little faster, Duan Feifan applauded with everyone to cheer for the players behind.

The player next to Jiang Kuo touched the wall and stretched out his hand to Jiang Kuo while holding the lane line. 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 Feifan.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei looked at him.

"I'll do the post-match interview." Ding Zhe said, "Why can't Jiang Youqian give me an exclusive post-match interview?"

"Reporters from the Student Union won't sit in the stands at all," Duan Feifei stood up, and walked to the locker room with them, "The only hope for you to be exclusive at this speed is Jiang Youqian. Big names don’t accept interviews.”

"Huh?" Dong Kun laughed, "If you want to say that, there is still a lot of hope."

The reporter from the student union was indeed at the door of the locker room, but Jiang Kuo was not seen.

The other contestants came out wearing towels, and Lu Haobo, who likes to show off, didn't come out, which made Duan Feihua suddenly a little nervous.

"Here." Dong Kun took out the sports meeting work card from 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, and Ding and I only have this one. You should cherish it."

"You, the lowest-ranked staff member, still have this privilege?" Duan Feifei immediately hung the sign around his neck.

"What's the matter?" Dong Kun glanced at him, "It must be a staff member to mop the floor for the athletes."

Duan Feifei patted him with a smile, lowered his head and walked into the locker room behind the other two teachers who were walking in.

There are three large compartments in the dressing room, and Duan Feifei went all the way to the innermost one, only to see Jiang Kuo who had just finished flushing and changed into clothes.

"What about you?" When Jiang Kuo looked up and saw him, because there were other players around him, he could only pretend to be calm, but the corner of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"Ding Zhe is still out there trying to grab an exclusive interview with you," Duan Feifei said with a smile, "Why don't you go out?"

"I've seen 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?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded, and glanced at a small room with a closed door next to him.

"Not finished washing yet?" Duan Feifei heard the sound of water splashing inside.

"Not happy." Jiang Kuo said.

"He came for the championship," Duan Feifei said softly, "and he almost finished third in the group."

Jiang Kuo wiped his hair with a towel, and whispered as he walked out: "His idea is a bit too optimistic. He won if I didn't surpass him by 20 meters."

"When he heard your words, he fought you on the spot." Duan Feifei said.

"Then he can't," Jiang Kuo covered his head with a towel, lowered his head and walked out, "He will also beat you to crawl all over the ground..."

"What do you mean!" Duan Feifei laughed, went over and put his arm around his shoulders and shook, "I don't want to learn something from them!"

When he walked out of the dressing room, Duan Feifei didn't go with Jiang Kuo, and took a few steps slower. Jiang Kuo blocked his face and didn't want to be discovered by the reporters. Jiang Kuo.

But within two steps, Duan Feifei saw Lu Ning running over.

Lu Ning is worthy of being an excellent counselor who cares about students. He recognized Jiang Kuo with his head covered at a glance, and ran all the way over.

Duan Feifei grabbed her hand when she was about to reach out to grab the towel: "Don't, don't, don't...he's hiding from the reporter."

"Ah!" Lu Ning shrank his neck exaggeratedly, "It's so dangerous, I almost called his name... But where are you going? Shouldn't he be waiting in the athlete's rest area to receive the award?"

...that is indeed the case.

"I'll sit in the stands for a while," Jiang Kuo said.

"Then you can'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's you, now you accept my interview immediately."

Jiang Kuo lifted the towel and looked at him.

"Excuse me, were you on 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 that 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 Kuo's face, and said at the same time as the other two reporters came over: "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 he did not give up: "Hi Jiang Kuo, we are reporters from the student union, we..."

"Sorry." Jiang Kuo said.

The reporter looked at him, waiting for him to say the next thing.

But after he paused for a while, he didn't speak again, but turned around and walked back, almost running back to the locker room.

"Did you pick it?" A reporter chased after two steps but failed to catch up, looking back at Ding Zhe.

"That's necessary." Ding Zhe raised his head proudly, "You wait for my submission."

Lu Haobo finally came out of the locker room, attracting the attention of the reporters, who all surrounded him.

Duan Feifan and the others returned to the auditorium and sat down. He couldn't keep running to the locker room. Everyone knew that he was not from the student union.

The rest of the game soon started again.

The enthusiasm of the audience ignited by the second group of matches continued, and everyone entered the state of cheering again.

In contrast, Duan Feifei was already at peace.

Even the sound of mobile phone messages can be heard in the noise.

【JK921】I'm so hungry

[Instructions are as follows] There are small breads at the canteen outside, do you want to eat them? Let Dong Kun take them for you

【JK921】OK, I need milk

【Instructions follow】Wait

Duan Feifei got up and walked around the leisure area of ​​the gymnasium, bought buns and hot dogs in the small supermarket, and took a can of milk.

"Condolences?" Dong Kun asked.

"Just give it to him." Duan Feifei said.

"Tonight treat," Dong Kun said, "I'm hungry too."

"Please." Duan Feifei smiled.

Today's swimming competition is quite exciting. There are several freshmen who are very good. Compared with last year's competition, the overall level of excitement has improved a lot. Let the audience become screaming chicken contestants.

Lu Haobo's sports meeting this year should be regarded as a depressing trip. The best result in the previous event was second. He could have won the first place in today's swimming competition, but he only took third place, while Jiang Kuo took the first place. Deflagration.

Duan Feifei sighed for him.

In the evening, Duan Feifei treats guests, and a group of people go to dinner.

Because a group of people participated in the sports meeting, everyone expressed that they were hungry and tired, so Duan Feifei chose a buffet.

On the way there, Jiang Kuo sat leaning in the car, half asleep and half awake.

"Tired?" Duan Feifei glanced at him.

"Tired," Jiang Kuo sighed, "I haven't swam at this intensity for a long time, and now I'm exhausted."

Duan Feifei smiled.

Jiang Kuo glanced at him sideways: "What's the point? There's something in the smile."

"No." Duan Feifei laughed even harder.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue.

"Your tattoo has been visited by the whole school today." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"There is no whole school." Jiang Kuo smiled, "They are all in the first and second grades."

"If you look at the school forum now, all the videos should have been posted," Duan Feifei said, "Ding Zhe ran out of battery for his 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 am smiling?" Duan Feifei sighed.

"Thinking too much," Jiang Kuo hooked the corner of his mouth, "I said, is your phone still charged?"

"My mobile phone and I both have electricity." Duan Feifei said.

"Fuck." Jiang Kuo laughed.

Duan Feifei turned to look at Jiang Kuo when he stopped at the red light, and reached out to touch his face.

"What?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"No," Duan Feifei said, "I just think you are too handsome today."

"Aren't you usually handsome?" Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows.

"He's also handsome," Duan Feifei looked at him, "but I haven't been this handsome for a long time."

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo tilted his head.

"The arrogant kind of 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 but couldn't find the right words, and finally cleared his throat: "Wild boy."

"Damn!" Jiang Kuo choked with laughter, "I'm still waiting to hear what good words you have! At least a college student! A wild boy will come after holding back for a long time..."

Duan Feifan followed suit and laughed for a long time. He didn't pay attention when the green light came on. He was forced out twice by the car behind him.

But it is.

College students don't have any good words to describe Jiang Kuo who hasn't seen him for a long time.