The surfing champion who learned from the merman [rebirth]

The morning sun poured through the shutters, casting shadows on the floor in front of the window sill.

The sunlight crawled inch by inch to the bed by the window, and then moved to the face of the sleeping young man.

As if feeling the sun, the young man's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Seeing that this person would wake up soon, but he retracted into the quilt again, rolling himself into a cocoon baby.

Not long after, the cell phone beside the pillow rang.

The piercing ringtone woke the young man up. He lazily stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and only touched the phone after a week of groping.

After turning off the phone, Shiman opened his hazy eyes and looked at the ceiling in a daze.

Where is this?single-apartment?

The young man scratched his slightly curled hair: "It's broken again?"

The matter of fragments was the truth he knew after he tried drinking for the first time.

But I don't have the habit of going crazy after drinking, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

"How did I get back yesterday?" Shi Man yawned and said.

There are some fragments in his mind, it seems that Lesser sent himself back, and then...

Shi Man's tone was a little helpless: "No way, you still have sex dreams at such an age?"

Although it doesn't mean anything to have a sexual dream as an adult, but just after seeing that guy Yan Mo, he had a sexual dream of having sex with him.

And this dream gets weirder as it goes on, and the plot direction is basically a fantasy blockbuster.

Shi Man still remembered the tactile changes that occurred when Yan Mo pressed the skin on his body, from soft skin texture to hard scales.

These scales are so slippery that they can't be gripped at all.

Have you ever heard of riding a horse or riding a fish?

In his dream, he tried the feeling of riding a shark, but it was not a pleasant feeling, the kind where there was nowhere to cry.

In the middle and late part of the dream, Yan Mo's face turned into that of his pet.

So Shiman was sure that it was a strange dream.

Speaking of the merman, Shi Man was a little curious whether he would bump into his pet when Laisert sent him back yesterday.

Shi Man lifted the quilt and wanted to get up from the bed, but suddenly found that his legs gave way and fell into the bed again.

"Huh? Why is there no energy?" The young man frowned slightly and said to himself, "Could it be because of excessive exercise?"

This feeling is a bit like the sore feeling of lactic acid accumulation after excessive exercise.

Isn't it just a surfing competition, which can actually cause yourself to have more serious consequences than after overtraining.

Shi Man thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because of drinking."

He has always been big-hearted, and he didn't take these things to heart.

When he walked to the living room, he found that the merman who was supposed to be in the fish tank in the living room had disappeared.

"What if? Why disappeared?" Shi Man leaned over with some doubts: "I remember leaving him food for a few days."

Shi Man glanced at the place where the feed was placed, and found that none of the food he had prepared for the sharks had been touched.

He went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, and the food inside had not been touched.

At the beginning, he was afraid that the sharks would not eat the fish feed, so before Shi Man left, he deliberately filled the refrigerator at home, but he didn't expect that the sharks didn't even touch the food here.

"That means he left after I left?" Shi Man asked suspiciously.

That merman was full of mystery, let alone the other party's identity surpassed his scientific common sense, and the merman suddenly appeared in the bathroom, and now disappeared out of thin air, Shi Man was not surprised at all.

Forget it, maybe one day that guy will suddenly appear in front of him again.

Thinking of this, Shiman got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

However, a reflective object in the corner of the bathtub suddenly dazzled his eyes.

The white light was a bit dazzling, flashing his eyes slightly closed.

The young man stretched out his hand to cover it, then walked over suspiciously: "Huh?"

It was a scale the size of a thumb, and it was very beautiful with a golden luster.

Shi Man picked it up and looked at it: "Is this a shark's scale?"

This scale was the same as he remembered, and it was exactly the same as the scale on the tail of the fish in the dream.

Especially when Man touched it, he was very familiar with the smooth but cold touch.

A picture flashed in Shiman's mind.

The handsome merman clasped his chin and said, "I bit you last time, should you help me this time?"

The following scene is not suitable for children, the young man's face turned red.

"It really is a dream, and mermaids can't talk." Shi Man quickly changed his mind and said, "It seems that Ruo left me a souvenir."

Then, he picked up the water glass and was about to rinse his mouth, but he hissed when he opened his mouth.

"Why does the corner of the mouth hurt?" Shi Man touched his lips and observed carefully through the mirror.

There was a small cut on the lower lip, and the corner of the mouth was slightly split.

He said to himself: "Is the corner of the mouth cracked because of the dry weather recently?"

The scales next to the sink reflect a soft luster, as if answering the youth's question.

Shi Man rested at home for two days, and by the way, filled out the registration form for the national surfing team.

Hua Guo's work efficiency is very high, and Shiman's results are impressive and conspicuous, so he received a call from the surfing team not long after signing up.

A crisp female voice came from the phone: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Shiman?"

"Ah."

"You have passed our preliminary selection." The other party said politely: "Please arrive at the Haitang Bay Winter Training Base in Sanwan City at [-] am next Wednesday for the final selection."

The selection of the national team cannot be completed with a single form.

After obtaining the admission qualification, there will be an on-site interview and assessment.

Of course, Shi Man didn't know what the on-site interview and final assessment would be like.

"Do you need me to bring anything?" Shiman reminded.

"Just bring your ID." The other party paused for a while before continuing: "You can also bring your luggage. After the final selection, you can go directly to the winter training base."

"Thank you." Shi Man said with a smile.

After hanging up the phone, he thought that he might be away for a longer time this time, so he packed up and prepared to say goodbye to his father and the friends in the yard.

Surfing winter training base.

In the conference room, several coaches were having a meeting, but the atmosphere was not very good.

"Who are these people?" The gray-haired coach asked angrily, shaking the documents in his hand.

"Coach Su, there are actually many first-level athletes here." The younger coach next to him said.

"Level one?" Coach Su shook the list in his hand: "There are quite a few first-level athletes among those who were brushed off."

"Equestrian? A first-class athlete in track and field?" His voice suddenly rose: "Why do I want these? Do I have to teach them how to swim first?"

The more Coach Su said, the more angry he became: "If I hadn't insisted on using my surfing certificate and surfing results to recruit a large number of people, they would have forged a lot of related accounts!"

Everyone else looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to touch the bad luck again.

Coach Su calmed down: "My request is very simple, just give me athletes for water sports, such as windsurfing."

As soon as the words came out, a coach next to him opened his eyes and pulled out a piece of paper: "Yes, yes, this is transferred from the National Windsurfing Youth Group."

"Oh?" Coach Su said with interest, "What's your name?"

The coach turned to the column of names: "Time is full."

"Shiman? Why does it sound familiar?" Coach Su stroked his chin and said, "Shiman, windsurfing..."

He slapped his thigh suddenly: "I know who he is!"

Coach Su's voice was so loud that everyone around him was startled.

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you: "Who?"

"When it comes to windsurfing and surnames, there is no other one in the world." Coach Su clicked his tongue twice: "I don't like these second generations the most. Don't know if he can have half of his father?"

Coach Su is a foreign coach hired by Hua Guo. Although he is a foreigner, he still belongs to Chinese descent.

Back then when he was abroad, he got to where he is now by step by step.

He has been a surfing coach in country M for many years, and the younger generations there will rely on the experience of their parents to always cut corners and play tricks during training.

So his overall impression of all the second-generation bodies is not very good.

"The tiger father has no dogs." The coach next to him hurriedly smoothed things over: "There is also a student who came back from studying in country M, and he is a seed player."

"Seed player?" Coach Su became interested.

"The information shows that he has been surfing for six years and grew up by the sea." The other party said while looking at the entry form, "And his best result was the silver medal in the Surfing Masters in Cornwall last August."

Other coaches whispered: "Masters? That's a competition where you can only sign up for the top [-] points."

"Isn't it? I heard that the wave height in Cornwall last year reached ten meters, and the difficulty increased a lot."

"Masters?" Coach Su took the information from the opponent's hand.

There are photos posted on the registration form. The boy in the photo is well-behaved and quiet, not at all like someone who plays the extreme sport of surfing.

Coach Su raised his eyebrows and said, "Ji Du?"

At this time, Ji Du, who was talked about at the surf base, had just arrived in this world for three days.

It may be due to bad luck, his points in the last world have just been cleared.

It's a lean time now, and even the rooms they live in are cheap hotels.

But for him, this kind of hotel is considered a very good equipment, after all, he was in a state of living and sleeping in the last world.

Ji Du sat by the window, looking at the things in his hand.

The whole picture looks very quiet and beautiful.

At this time, the boy suddenly burst out laughing: "World No. [-], C-level plane, technological development degree is C."

His tone was full of contempt, and even a bit superior.

A certain voice suddenly sounded: "Host, I remind you, don't underestimate the enemy just because it is a C-level plane."

But Ji Du didn't care: "Come on, no matter how powerful it is, I will be in danger of coming to the end-time plane."

His voice should be of the clear type, but it was mixed with a bit of viciousness.

This stark contrast gave him a different taste.

Looking at the scene of heavy traffic in front of him, Ji Du sighed: "Hey, I haven't seen such a peaceful feeling for a long time."

Then he asked, "System, what is the mission of this world?"

"Replace Shiman, the son of luck, and obtain the energy of this world." The system said flatly.

"Son of Luck?" A curious look appeared on the young man's face: "I don't know what he will be like compared to the Child of Luck in the previous world?"

"C-level plane, nothing special." The system said indifferently, and then added: "There are too many weapons and equipment beyond this world's technology, all of them are locked."

"Hey, you can't do this!" Ji Du was a little unhappy: "It's all sealed and you're playing a fart!"

"This plane world is for sports competitions, so there is no need for these." The system explained.

"Sports competition?" Ji Du's eyes lit up: "But at least give me a few! At least I can exchange points for it."

"Which do you need?"

Ji Du thought for a few minutes and said, "The virus booster from the last world should be useful."

The author has something to say:

Merman still has a lot of wildness, similar to the kind that can do whatever they want...

Aman will annoy Yuruo very much in the future...