I love beans and I have become popular with extreme sports

Shen Wuyun was holding the skateboard. He didn't use Chen Mo's black skateboard, but a custom-made skateboard carefully selected by Fang Zhuo.

The streamer-like black and pink skateboard shines brightly under the sunlight, and the smooth spray paint pattern runs through from the beginning to the end, revealing a low-key coolness.

The unique charm of skateboards has attracted countless people to be crazy about it. The double-up skateboard, which is less than one meter long, has condensed the efforts and painstaking efforts of many skateboarders.

It carries their dreams.

Shen Wuyun walked to the pool area and put down the custom-made skateboard for him.

For the past two months, he has been working with this skateboard, trying to establish a tacit connection with it.

It is the kind of natural connection that floats from the brain along the blood vessels to the leg muscles, as if you are integrated with the skateboard, and you are born to slide freely.

As soon as Shen Wuyun stepped on the skateboard with his right foot, a familiar feeling came from the bottom of his feet, and he knew that this tacit understanding had been well established.

The countdown of the game started, Shen Wuyun took advantage of this gap to look at the auditorium, his eyes glanced at one after another of the eagerly waiting spectators, and his eyes were precisely locked on the last row.

Yu Xiaofei and the others sat in the last row, which was probably chosen by Liu Guocheng. The last row was high and had a good view, so they could see all the players' movements more clearly.

Shen Wuyun's far-sighted gaze collided with Coach Wu's gaze. Coach Wu smiled meekly at him, and his lips moved, as if he had said something.

Shen Wuyun blinked, the distance was a bit far, in fact, he couldn't see Coach Wu's mouth clearly, but this did not prevent Shen Wuyun from understanding his words.

Coach Wu sat in the crowded auditorium, only seeing the young man standing at the entrance of the pool.

He knew that Shen Wuyun couldn't hear it at this distance, so he just opened his mouth and said, "You can do it."

But seeing the light in Shen Wuyun's eyes, Coach Wu knew that Shen Wuyun understood.

The referee standing on the stand next to the bowl pool had already raised his gun, Shen Wuyun looked away from the audience and focused on his eyes.

"Three, two, one..." The referee counted down loudly in the empty playing field, and the echo circled around the auditorium to the waiting area.

Shen Wuyun kicked the ground with his left leg, his muscles swelled, and there was strength about to explode inside.

"Bang!" A cloud of loose and fluffy white smoke rushed up from the gun, and seemed to have lost its motivation, and soon drifted into the air.

Shen Wuyun's eyes were firm, staring at the sunken curvature of the bowl pool in front of his eyes, and he never let go of the referee's movements from the corner of his eye.

Almost at the moment when the referee fired the gun, Shen Wuyun moved his body, kicked his feet back on the ground, and slid from the edge of the bowl into the center of the bowl.

Although he didn't focus on practicing bowls in the first two months, his solid foundation in sports still laid a good foundation for him.

The moment Shen Wuyun fell into the bowl, he knew where the center of gravity should be placed, and the grip on his feet was stable enough to maintain his balance.

Like muscle memory, the body moves one step before the brain is functioning.

The wind feeling of any kind of sports before is different. Sliding down from the bottom of the bowl is soft and vigorous, with a gentle coolness, not so rigid and icy.

Shen Wuyun stared closely at the volcano in front of him.

He didn't control the speed, and continued to move forward at the speed of sliding down the arc of the bowl.

Relying on his inertia, he stepped on the skateboard and slid directly up the volcano, leaping into the air at the crater.

The height of the volcano is at the same height as the upper end of the bowl pool, and almost every corner of the site by the bowl pool can be clearly seen from the moment the volcano takes off along the wall and stays there.

The staff stopped what they were doing, but looked up and stared at him.

When Shen Wuyun slid up the volcano, he squatted down, and when he jumped up at the crater, he grabbed the front of the skateboard with his hand.

The height of the jump is high enough, and the slanted tail of the board is still a certain distance from the crater.

After Shen Wuyun flew over the crater, he immediately lowered his center of gravity, leaned forward, and the skateboard slid down the volcanic rock wall.

Shen Wuyun's line of sight intersected with the staff's line of sight one by one, and with the downward movement, the line of sight gradually moved down.

The props made of rough cement, some fine particles have obvious bumps to the skaters.

Sink

Wu Yun stepped on the skateboard, and the strong control over the skateboard under his feet allowed him to ignore the small bumps.

In just tens of seconds, Shen Wuyun slipped past the volcano.

"Beautiful!" The narrator exclaimed without restraint, "Contestant No. [-]'s center of gravity is too stable, and there is no slight deviation in the whole movement. It is no exaggeration to say that the skateboard seems to grow on his feet." ! In addition to the stability of the posture, the movements are also very standard!"

The commentator's voice stopped, but Shen Wuyun's movements didn't stop.

In front of the volcano is the herringbone ridge stretching on both sides of the stone color.

Shen Wuyun slid on the herringbone ridge, twisted his hips at the gray seam where the two sides of the herringbone ridge meet, and the bridge at the front of the skateboard connected the two wheels directly to the seam.

Then the front foot pressed down, and the whole person fell down again.

The narrator continued to explain at this time: "Oh, it's a good move! A move of F/SS|mithTail! This move is usually used on the wall of the bowl, and player No. [-] uses it on the herringbone ridge. This idea Very ingenious."

In fact, there is no need for commentators to explain and supplement. All experienced game fans present can see that this action has hardly appeared in any previous games.

The other two skaters were not confident about their rankings when they heard the commentator's continuous praise.

Clinton, who returned to the waiting area, turned his neck, glanced at the two restless contestants beside him, and said calmly, "What are you panicking about? It’s not necessarily good enough.”

When Clinton spoke in a blink of an eye, Shen Wuyun took advantage of the acceleration of the curved surface of the bowl, stepped on the tail of the board, and jumped up. He tightened his legs and quickly pressed against his abdomen, and the skateboard jumped over the lover's sofa.

The bright white sunlight hit Shen Wuyun's face, and in other people's eyes, there were colorful colors.

Shen Wuyun's jumping range was not large, he landed his rear wheel on the upper end of the lover's sofa, the front wheel was tilted up, his feet were compacted, and his strong abdominal muscles allowed him to control the skateboard under his feet without slipping.

Shen Wuyun used snake steps to twist his lower body, turning the skateboard a full ninety degrees, and the front board landed on the lover's sofa with a "click".

Shen Wuyun's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and he paused for a second. Before the downward slope in his line of sight became distorted, he stepped on the tail of the board with his left foot, brushed his right foot upwards, and jumped to the ground.

The two skaters looked at Shen Wuyun head-on, and their expressions changed almost as soon as Shen Wuyun stepped on the board.

Clinton looked at the obvious emotional changes of the two skaters in front of him and sensed that something was wrong.

Looking back, Shen Wuyun easily twisted his waist, the edge of the skateboard and the lover's sofa fit like a buckle and the base, and they were stuck together tightly with a "click".

Clinton's calm mood, which he managed to maintain with great difficulty, suddenly became like an ever-expanding bubble, which could be easily pierced with a little force.

He could no longer control his momentary astonishment, and almost immediately revealed his inner emotions, "He, how could he—"

At the end, Clinton slammed to a stop and swallowed the words back in his throat.

The commentator uncontrollably let out an exclamation, which was very clear in the empty and quiet competition scene, but it didn't attract the attention of others, and the others were all staring at Shen Wuyun's movements intently.

"Wow! An unbelievable move! Contestant No. [-] actually chose to be a bull on the lover's sofa. It's a very bold idea, but we have to admit that the effect of the move is amazing! I almost want to Overwhelmed by his demonstrated ability."

The narrator made no secret of his love and appreciation for Shen Wuyun's actions.

The audience was also shocked by Shen Wuyun's operation. No one thought that this movement was not difficult. Let alone the commentator's opinion, they may not be able to do this movement even if they practice it for a month.

Some enthusiasts waved their hands excitedly, while looking for the camera in their backpacks, they shouted at the people beside them: "I'm stupid, did you see that? That action—doing bullshit on the lover's sofa!"

"I see," the person beside him nodded helplessly, "I'm not blind yet."

The enthusiast couldn't find the camera, and shook the people around him in a hurry, shouting incessantly: "Did you take a picture? Damn, I forgot to record it! I want to go back and learn by myself."

The people around him were so noisy by the fans that they had no choice but to withdraw their arms held by the fans, and pointed in the opposite direction.

"Hey, did you see the camera? All the games have been filmed, so you can just go online to capture them."

The enthusiast turned his head and saw the flashing red light on the opposite side, realized his gaffe, and smiled embarrassedly, "Forget, forget."

Such a conversation ended, and the two looked into the bowl again.

They managed to recover from the bulls just now, and Shen Wuyun began to slide onto the edge of the bowl pool again, twisting his body and stuck the front wheel of the skateboard on the edge of the bowl pool.

At this time, his speed has not slowed down, and he directly uses the bridge to cross the edge of the bowl.

There was another exclamation.

Shen Wuyun stepped on the tail of the board, twisted in a snake step, pointed the head of the board to the ground of the bowl pool, and slid down along the curved surface.

A tiger slope ahead has been waiting for Shen Wuyun's presence.

Shen Wuyun's expression remained unchanged, he directly accelerated and rushed up, the speed was very fast, even the friction of the uphill did not slow down the speed of the skateboard much, he jumped into the air.

Unlike in the system space, even if the pain caused by the injury is one-to-one real, the wound and pain will gradually heal, not like in reality, the injury is really painful and bleeding.

But Shen Wuyun didn't have any fear, he knew very well that the tingling that radiated from his heart inch by inch came from excitement.

Gram

Linton's eyes were fixed on Shen Wuyun all the time, he was always confident in his own strength, so what about the world champion, it wasn't because he missed the match.

But the reality severely trampled all his ego and arrogance under his feet.

Clinton knew that after this series of actions, Shen Wuyun's score would only be more than him, not less than him.

But he just didn't want to believe it, even if it was just a few minutes of self-deception.

It seems that as long as he believes, he is completely lost.

But Clinton's ideas can't change the final result.

The last action in Shen Wuyun's plan ended, and the timer ticked, indicating that the time was up.

The judges scored without changing their expressions, trying not to reveal a single cent.

The scene was silent for several minutes, waiting for the final ranking to be displayed on the electronic screen.

Shen Wuyun put the skateboard away and put it in the skateboard bag.

In the eyes of outsiders, he doesn't seem to care about the results of this game.

The electronic screen was silent for a few seconds, and the final results and rankings were quickly displayed.

No.1 only has the results of this competition, with zero points, and the rest of the players all show the final points of the whole season.

In the end, it is the number that is punched on the screen that determines whether the skaters can participate in the Olympic Games.

There is only one skater with zero points.

Shen Wuyun packed up his things, put his backpack on his back, and looked up to scan the rankings.

Expected.

Clinton ranked first in points and qualified for the Olympic Skateboard Bowl Competition.

Clinton hadn't left yet, he walked in front of Shen Wuyun, and Shen Wuyun's pace faltered just as he was about to leave.

Clinton gritted his teeth: "You don't have to be complacent, I will defeat you one day."

According to the regulations, Shen Wuyun was also qualified to participate, but the event of the competition was street style.

"I'm really sorry," Shen Wuyun smiled slightly, with a distant smile, "My goal is not here."

The author has something to say:

It's too late again, I knelt down to ORZ first

There is another chapter tonight, this chapter is from yesterday~