I love beans and I have become popular with extreme sports

This scene was like a dream, and people almost couldn't believe their eyes. Shen Wuyun's eagle-like figure connected the entire mountain range like a thread.

This Chinese youth really did it?He really successfully passed through the Tianmen Cave?

The rare red plum blossom rain was also pouring at this time, as if the heavens were amazed by Shen Wuyun.

Wang Pang rubbed his eyes to confirm that there was no fog in his eyes, and then he raised his head to stare at the red figure above.

Really successful?Through the Tianmen Cave?

The commentator's voice sounded at the right moment, answering Wang Pang's question, "Shen Wuyun's skills are good enough, which allows him to cross Tianmen Mountain, but this step is not over yet, and the final safe landing is also extremely important, which is a high incidence of accidents." stage."

All the spectators and players present turned their attention to the young man on the electronic screen.

After Shen Wuyun passed through the Tianmen Cave, his bright and eye-catching figure was blocked by thick rock formations, and he could only be seen through the footage taken by the drone.

Experienced people know that safe landing, as long as the parachute is opened smoothly, more than half of the success is achieved.

But the question is can he?

James swallowed unconsciously in the viewing area, his heart full of inexplicable emotions.

He clenched his fists, hoping that Shen Wuyun would land smoothly, but secretly had a trace of expectation in his heart, it would be fine if he had an accident.

These complicated emotions were intertwined, making him restless, and stared at Shen Wuyun for several minutes unconsciously.

Xiang Guo glanced at James, saw his clenched fists, and mocked at the corner of his mouth, "Haha."

James heard Xiang Guo's sarcasm, and his originally complicated mood was immediately covered by anger and annoyance.

He stared at Shen Wuyun with wide eyes, as if he wanted to stare at a hole in that red flight suit.

As long as something happened to Shen Wuyun, as long as Shen Wuyun failed to land, he could immediately get up to make this little boy Xiang Guo look good, and let him taste his own fists.

But the premise of all this is that Shen Wuyun did not succeed.

There was a hint of expectation on James' angry face, and he muttered in his heart, fail, fail, fail...

But his hope was destined to be in vain.

"There are still 2 minutes before the flight suit's limit time to stay in the air. With Shen Wuyun's grasp and ability to deal with the airflow, he will definitely be able to land successfully."

As soon as the narrator finished speaking, the huge inflatable long parachute in the dense forest opened, blooming like a small red flower in mid-air.

The parachute descended melodiously from the sky, and finally sank into the dense forest. Under Shen Wuyun's standard operation, the air collapsed on the ground.

The scene was silent for a while, and the timer beside the auditorium was beating silently, and finally it ticked to freeze the number at the end.

Two and a half minutes.

This crisp ticking sound seemed to be some kind of button, turning on an invisible switch.

Suddenly, there was a burst of orderly applause from the auditorium, which spread from one end of the auditorium to the other like a surging sound wave, without stopping.

Some spectators screamed uncontrollably, and they swore that this was definitely the best wingsuit flight they had ever seen!

Successfully crossed the Tianmen Cave in two and a half minutes!Is there anyone else in this world who can do it?

Wang Pang's heart that had been hanging in the air was finally let go, and he let out a long breath of relief, with a sincere smile on his face.

James's tightly clenched fist seemed to have suddenly lost its muscles and bones, and it loosened the moment Shen Wuyun retracted the parachute.

James didn't want to believe it. He could have deluded himself that the timer had malfunctioned, but the fastest speed displayed under the timer—220km/h—clearly made him realize that it was true.

He looked at the surprised audience around him, and for a moment, James felt as if he had lost the whole world.

Xiang Guo no longer cares about James's activities, he has to admit that Shen Wuyun officially replaced James' position in his heart after this day.

He wants to say that Shen Wuyun is the most powerful person in wingsuit flying in his heart.

The game time of all the players who have completed the game will be entered into the system by the computer, sorted according to the length of time, and finally put on the electronic screen.

Even if there is no input from the system, everyone understands that Shen Wuyun is the undisputed number one.

But the narrator still quietly waited for the system to enter, until the electronic screen became bright white, and soon black fonts were displayed.

Shen Wuyun's writing in Chinese and English firmly occupies the No.1 position, and there are small crown patterns next to his name, which makes people know who the highest honoree of this competition is at a glance.

"I announce that the champion of this Tianmen Mountain Wingsuit Flying World Championships is Shen Wuyun from China! Let us give him the warmest applause!" sounded.

Even in the warm applause, Shen Wuyun didn't change his expression too much.

He is always so indifferent, so calm, as if there is nothing to be surprised about.

There was really nothing to be surprised about, Xiang Guo looked at the young man led by the staff to receive the award, and smiled.

The glory and applause he has received today are all due to his hard work day and night in the past.

What had been a mountain of pressure from the monopoly of competition by Western athletes suddenly dissipated.

Xiang Guo thought that because every time the list of wing suit flying competitions was full of foreigners' names at a glance, he resolutely embarked on this road this year despite the opposition of his family.

Looking at his ranking, his nose suddenly felt a little sour, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

The podium was very lively, and many reporters surrounded it one meter away from the podium. As soon as the person in charge handed out trophies and medals to the top three contestants, the reporters swarmed forward.

Shen Wuyun accepted the interview with a heavy golden trophy in his hand.

A Chinese female reporter squeezed in the front with her petite body, holding up the microphone and asked: "I won the championship for the first time in the Wingsuit Flying World Championships. What are your thoughts at this moment? What are your thoughts?" Did you tell anyone else?"

She also seemed to be extremely excited, and she spoke very fast, but Shen Wuyun could still hear her clearly.

Surrounded by screams and flowers, Shen Wuyun smiled, "I want to say to all those who are not optimistic, there are only dangerous people, and there are no dangerous sports."

"Whatever a foreigner can do, I will prove to the world that the Chinese can do it too!*"

The last sentence was resounding, and Xiang Guo opened his eyes wide, staring closely at the young man standing on the podium.

His red flight suit hadn't been changed yet, and the five-star pattern shone like a reflection.

This piece of red is the most suitable color for him, and it is a natural glory.

"I still want to tell you," Shen Wuyun turned his head and looked exactly at the young man whose eyes were full of surprise.

"Dear audience friends, our Wingsuit Flying World Championships has officially ended, thank you for your company! See you next time——"

The narrator's final concluding speech was still going on, and the audience's excited conversation was still ringing out, but these mixed and lively voices gradually faded away, as if they were covered by a film and blocked in another world.

In the world inside, Xiang Guo could only hear one person's voice, and Shen Wuyun's voice, which was exceptionally clear.

I heard him say: "The end of extreme sports: one is death and the other is fear. When you don't have these two things in your eyes, and you don't compromise with any of them for the things you like, then you must see the boundless starry sky and freedom in your eyes." .*"

"Those who look up at the starry sky should not be ridiculed." These words passed through bunches of baby wheat and laurel, passed through layers of crowds, and passed through large tracts of trees into Xiang Guo's ears.

For a long time, the family's incomprehension and opposition, the audience's disappointment, and the emotions caused by the oppression of Western players seemed to have a breakthrough.

The emotions that have been suppressed all the time wanted to vent, and he suddenly wanted to cry, so he cried.

Tears rushed down from Xiang Guo's eyes, the pride and unyieldingness of the young man finally revealed his inner softness at this moment.

"You're right," Xiang Guo still had tears in his eyes, but he smiled happily, "Those who look up at the starry sky should not be laughed at."

"I remember." Xiang Guo replied softly, the distance between him and Shen Wuyun was quite far, but I think he just knew, he must understand.

It was as if something grew out of his heart, this thing was full of strength and warmth, at least enough to support him to go on firmly.

Xiang Guo turned his head and yelled at James, who had a slumped and frustrated expression, "James."

James looked up, and saw the Chinese boy who was thin in his eyes touching his upper and lower lips, "You bastard."

James blinked, and suddenly froze.

"I'll beat you next time." Xiang Guo raised his head, something flickered in his eyes.

James felt as if there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart that was constantly expanding, as if it was about to burst, but in the end it only filled his entire atrium.

He opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

"Hmph," James sorted out his emotions for a moment, then regained his arrogance again, "Then come on, I'll wait for you."

Shen Wuyun on the other side didn't know about the conversation between Xiang Guo and James. After answering the reporters' questions briefly, he walked out of the encirclement of the crowd.

Wang Pang carefully put away the trophies and medals in Shen Wuyun's hands, and looked at them with a casual smile, these are all treasures!

It was four or five o'clock in the afternoon when we got home, Shen Wuyun didn't eat the plane meal, and now his stomach is empty.

Shen Wuyun took out an egg and dried noodles from the refrigerator, randomly chopped tomatoes, and finally cooked a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes.

Fortunately, there is also bean paste that can be adjusted, and it is not unpalatable.

He flew around non-stop to participate in the competition, and finally had a time that was completely his own to stop and rest.

Shen Wuyun didn't want to waste it, so after eating a simple dinner, he collapsed on the sofa and turned on the TV at will.

The channel on the TV is still on the sports channel that Shen Wuyun watched last time, and it is broadcasting related events of the already ended Winter Olympics.

"The snowboarding event that ended on February 2th has attracted widespread attention in China, and the champion is Patrick from Norway..."

The familiar name revived Shen Wuyun's originally lazy nerves instantly, and he looked at the TV.

The male host on TV nodded seriously, "That's right, snowboarding looks really cool, and it has set off a wave of learning among young people..."

The male host talked for a while, and the female host brought the topic back to the snowboarding competition in the Winter Olympics, "Patrick won the championship game is also very exciting, let's watch the replay together."

As soon as the TV screen turned, it turned into a snow-capped mountain full of snow.

The scene was very quiet, only the voices of the staff preparing to chat with each other could be heard.

As soon as the signal for the start of the competition sounded, a beautiful figure jumped out of the U-shaped snow track in a perfect arc.

Shen Wuyun could recognize it just by looking at his back, it was Patrick whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

As he promised, he set foot on the field of the Winter Olympics as promised.

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*From Zhang Shupeng

*from Liu An

Sorry for the late update woohoo