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The already solid and inexplicable atmosphere in the entire waiting area became more tense because of Shen Wuyun's arrival.

The auditorium on the other side was extremely enthusiastic, with all kinds of shouts and cheers one after another, but this enthusiasm could not be conveyed, and it reached the waiting area 50 meters away.

It seemed that the air here was so stiff that water could condense, and the cold breath was engulfed and distributed to all the players, carrying tension and hidden anxiety.

Shen Wuyun focused his attention on the opposite commentary stage from beginning to end, paying attention to the movement of the game, and didn't care about the undercurrents around him.

On the contrary, Wang Pang sensed something was wrong from the non-existent scrutiny of the other players, and felt a little uneasy.

He didn't know how to describe it, he always felt that the other three contestants were a little... ready to move?

The three contestants exchanged messages with their eyes many times, and it seemed that some agreement had been reached in the end. All the doubts and scrutiny were dissolved in the action of one contestant standing up first.

The contestant had a wheat complexion, he stood up and walked into Shen Wuyun with a friendly smile on his face.

Shen Wuyun had already noticed when someone was approaching, and when he turned his head, he saw a smiling face.

"Hello, my name is Clinton, and I am contestant number three."

"Hi, I'm Shen Wuyun."

"I know you, last year's world champion in the pool group."

Shen Wuyun nodded, he was not interested in whether Clinton understood him.

He waited for Clinton to turn away so he could focus on the progress of the game, but he waited for a while and found no sign that Clinton wanted to leave.

Shen Wuyun: "?"

The doubts in Shen Wuyun's eyes were too obvious. The man with wheat complexion was going to make a detour, but when he saw this, he said bluntly: "You are very strong, but we will not give up."

Tentative.

Shen Wuyun quickly understood that Clinton came here to test him, but this test soon turned into a declaration of war.

Is Clinton the only one who wants to test him?

Shen Wuyun's eyes swept across the two seemingly indifferent behind Clinton who were doing their own things one by one.

how is this possible.

Shen Wuyun smiled, impatience was concealed in his polite words, "Thank you, then see you on the field."

After finishing speaking, Shen Wuyun stopped talking to Clinton, but turned his back and continued to pay attention to the movements of the staff.

Clinton also didn't like to make fun of himself, and when he received Shen Wuyun's rejection signal, he didn't make any more entanglements, but simply turned around and left.

As soon as Clinton walked to the other side of the waiting area, the other two contestants rushed forward together, their lips moved constantly, probably asking Clinton about the conversation he had with Shen Wuyun just now.

Wang Pang moved his eyes quietly and saw this scene.

He moved his eyes to Shen Wuyun who was standing still in front of him again, bent over and reminded in a low voice: "Xiao Shen, those three athletes seem to be discussing you."

Shen Wuyun didn't shift his gaze, he said lightly, "I know."

Wang Pang wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth. His eyes met Shen Wuyun's faint expression, and it seemed that he didn't need to say anything for a moment.

In the end, Wang Pang still didn't say anything, and continued to keep silent.

He thought of Shen Wuyun who jumped down from the top of Yuhu Peak in Tianmen Mountain, passing through the narrow Tianmen Cave with an indomitable momentum, like a sharp goshawk flying obliquely.

An eagle that is destined to fly high, why should it care about the vulture that it competes with before it takes off.

Wang Pang's uneasy heart suddenly calmed down, and the young man in front of him probably had such magic power.

No matter how nervous and unstable, as long as he sees Shen Wuyun, he can restore his calm, as if he believes that he can solve everything easily, this kind of thinking is inexplicable but very reasonable.

He is able to do everything that others cannot do, and create a miracle.

The game still has more than ten minutes to start, and the staff are running around in a hurry to prepare for the start of the game.

The noise in the auditorium seemed to be sound-proofed. Even though it was very lively, it just couldn't be transmitted to the waiting area.

It was a rare quiet moment.

It was rare for Wang Pang to have time to carefully observe Shen Wuyun's side face. He traced it carefully, from the full and smooth forehead, to the eyelashes, nose bridge, lips, and then to the slender side neck.

Every inch is enough to make people sigh that it is a beauty made in heaven.

It seems that he has not put all his attention on Shen Wuyun's appearance for a long time. Compared with Shen Wuyun's own charm, his appearance is almost the most insignificant advantage.

The light radiating from his body from the inside to the outside attracts people around him to rush towards him.

Wang Pang unconsciously raised a smile on his face, he was very grateful that he would choose to return to China, and he could meet Shen Wuyun.

No matter how ridiculed the outside world is, there is no need to stop for those who are destined to pass by their own world.

If you are naturally good, go for good.

No one can stop you except yourself.

The voice of the commentator on the opposite side adjusting the microphone and headset brought Wang Pang's drifting thoughts closer, and he woke up from the trance.

On the opposite side, the commentator sat down on the swivel chair on the commentary platform, adjusted the height of the microphone twice, and the simultaneous interpreter next to the commentator was also in place.

The narrator cleared his throat, "Ahem," making sure there was no problem, he gestured OK to the staff waiting beside him.

The staff under the commentary stage nodded slightly, and walked through the auditorium to the studio on the other side.

Soon, the camera next to it was turned on, and the red light was surprisingly bright.

The staff coming and going also stopped their hurried pace, and the rhythm began to slow down.

Only then did Wang Pang realize that the match had officially begun.

"Gentlemen and ladies, our game is about to start, so allow me to introduce the rules of this game first." The commentator looked at the time and tried to speak.

Excited skateboarders also stopped their constant shouting and encouraging voices. These mixed sounds that could shake the eardrums gradually faded away, leaving only the rubbing sound of banners of different colors being rippled by the wind.

"After the competition in the previous two seasons, our last qualifying competition will have the last four contestants competing for Olympic qualification, and their order of appearance will be determined according to their ranking in the first season..."

The narrator's commentary continued, but some fans stopped listening.

There was commotion in the auditorium, and the audience who chased all the way clearly knew that there were only three contestants in the front, where did the fourth person come from?

"what's going on?"

"Who knows? Could it be that there is something shady about the qualifying round?"

"Isn't it, so unfair? Suddenly a player is airborne?"

Other staff quickly noticed the movement in the auditorium, and quickly arranged for someone to run to the side of the commentary stand to remind the commentator.

The commentator received the news, looked at the crowded auditorium over there, did not continue the introduction of the previous sentence, but explained another sentence.

"Because of the arrangement of the organizing committee, the number of participants has changed to a certain extent. Due to the previous mistakes of the organizing committee in arranging the competition, the contestant can only be forced to participate in the bowling event. Due to the difference between the street style and the bowling pool Because of the incompatibility, it is temporarily decided that this player will compete with the three players with the highest points ranking at present, and if he wins, he will be able to get a pass ticket for the street competition."

The commentator is straightforward and straightforward, and will not evade official answers. In order to avoid self-defeating, he can only tell the truth.

There was another exclamation in the audience, they didn't expect the rules to change like this.

Thinking about it this way, the audience looked at Shen Wuyun more lovingly, this child is quite pitiful.

The commentator paused, and glanced from one end of the auditorium to the other. Seeing that the commotion in the auditorium had gradually calmed down, he continued to say: "Our game will start soon, and the first contestant is already making preparations." .”

The order of appearance of the contestants for this match was shown on the giant LED display next to the commentary stand. Since Shen Wuyun had not participated in the points competition before, he was the last one to appear on the field.

The first one to appear was a skater from Brazil. Facing the name displayed on the electronic screen, Wang Pang bowed his head and entered an emergency query on his mobile phone. Finally, he told Shen Wuyun about the relevant information found in the encyclopedia.

"Xiao Shen, this player also participated in your last World Championship, but he only got No.7."

"He seems to be nothing special, and there is not much information in the entry." Wang Pang looked at the phone, and finally concluded one by himself.

The Brazilian skater was visibly nervous. His hand that put down the skateboard shook slightly, and the owner of the hand seemed to be trying to stabilize his emotions.

He kicked his legs to accelerate, gliding around the playing field along the arc of the bowl, and kept sliding on various obstacles in the bowl.

Under the sunlight, the gray cement-soil bowl pool, which originally looked cold, has warmth and strength because of the passionate sliding of the skaters.

When the time was up, player number one finished the game.

The number two player enters the field.

Wang Pang checked the information as usual, "Hey, No. 5 ranks No.[-], just a little bit!"

In Shen Wuyun's eyes, the movements of these players seemed to be slowed down. He could clearly see every move of them, every change of foot position, and he could even find areas worthy of improvement.

However, in 10 minutes, the second player also finished the game.

The progress of the game seemed to be pulled by a pair of invisible hands, surprisingly fast.

The alternation between the contestants was carried out in the quiet watching of the audience.

Clinton was skater number three, and it was his turn.

Taking advantage of the gap between Clinton and the competition bowl, Wang Pang checked his mobile phone again.

Wang Pang's surprised voice came from next to his ear, "This Clinton didn't even participate in the World Championships! He seemed to be delayed for some reason and missed the game."

"I read online entries saying that his moves are fierce, sharp, and merciless..."

Wang Pang was still chattering.

Before Clinton slid down the bowl pool, he took a deep look at Shen Wuyun, his eyes were determined to win.

This is his last chance to qualify for the Olympics, and he won't miss it again!

Shen Wuyun watched quietly all the time.

After Clinton slid down the bowl, he went straight to the herringbone ridge, and he accelerated to slide up.

The moment he rushed out of the herringbone ridge, Clinton pinned his foot on the surface of the board, took the board away from the arc, and slid down with his hands on the board.

Clinton let go only when he was a short distance away from the curved surface on the other side of the herringbone ridge, and his legs protruded naturally, falling down onto the herringbone ridge.

The impact of the jump and landing did not bring Clinton much influence.

His movements were very steady, and he didn't slow down after landing, and even kicked his right foot to accelerate-he left foot in front.

Clinton began to slide along the wall of the bowl, and the continuous raised curves made him feel like he was stepping on a surfboard and moving with the waves of the sea.

Even Wang Pang has to admit that Clinton's strength is indeed extraordinary, and his moves are also amazing.

With the comparison of Clinton, the level of the first two skaters will be slightly inferior.

Clinton finished his last move and walked out of the bowl.

Shen Wuyun followed the instructions to the place where he entered the pool.

This Chinese youth has an eye-catching aura, and everyone's eyes seem to be glued to him, moving as Shen Wuyun moves forward.

All the other skaters have room to maneuver, but he doesn't, he only has one chance - and that's to win.

Only by defeating everyone can he get a fair chance to compete with the world's top skaters on the same stage.