Ye Wenyu said a fair word: "This is not fair."

Zhang Deqing said very gentlemanly: "Miss Ye, this gentleman himself thinks it's okay, are we..."

The rich second generation also smiled and said, "Sister Ye, I think I am good, so let's wait and see."

Zhang Shidong grabbed a piece of cantaloupe and was chewing it. After wiping his mouth, he said, "You have already made all the requests you made. Is it time to get me?"

"What other requests do you have to make?"

Zhang Shidong picked up another piece of dragon fruit, took a bite and said, "It's more difficult, otherwise what's the point. One person is carrying a thirty kilogram of weight on his back, and wore a five kilogram of weight on his swimming limbs. He held his breath and made a box, and put it on his base for ten minutes. He deserved it if he was holding his breath in less than time. This would be fine for our professional athletes, right?"

As soon as he said that, everyone in the professions took a breath. How could this be done? Not to mention the danger, everyone has never been exposed to it on weekdays. It’s okay to swim, there is no danger. The remaining two items are life-threatening.

Zhang Shidong burped, as if he was full, so he lit a cigarette: "You don't think you're having fun enough, so I'll add some weight to you to make it more exciting. Why? Just have this courage to come out and play, so go home as soon as possible and throw yourself into your mother's arms to have breastfeeding. Girl, why don't you go with me and have sex? The uncle is so happy. How about performing a show for you?"

Ye Wenyu gave him a blank look: "Get out, is this lady such a casual person?"

Zhang Shidong shook his head: "You are really not a human being when you get up casually."

Ye Wenyu laughed and scolded: "Get out."

Under the gaze of everyone, and under the stimulation of Ye Wenyu with some disdainful smile, Zhang Deqing raised his head and said, "Come on."

Zhang Shidong: "Then let's say it first. If anyone breaks the rules first, I will not rub the sand in my eyes, so don't say I'm not polite."

No one took his threatening words seriously or cared about them. Everyone happily prepared for the next game, standing on the shore with red wine, wearing towels to taste their heads and discussing their weight.

Zhang Shidong didn't take off his clothes, looking behind the weight-bearing equipment. He walked with Zhang Deqing to the ten-meter jumping platform. Thirty kilograms of weight-bearing is nothing, and ordinary people can carry it. The key is to jump down from a height of ten meters. After falling into the water, can it float up? Will it be pulled directly under the water and choke on the water. Professional athletes also shook their heads on the shore. Such training is indeed dangerous, but as long as Zhang Deqing controls his breathing, there should be no problem with his physical fitness, as for whom...

In order to show himself, Zhang Deqing looked at the slow Zhang Shidong and took the initiative to walk forward from behind the stage: "I'll come first. I'll wait for you below."

Standing by the platform, Zhang Deqing took a deep breath, spread his arms, and after adjusting his breathing, his body stretched straight forward and jumped forward. His whole body was like a javelin. His arms returned to both sides of his body, and fell from the air and pierced into the water. He splashed a lot of water. Everyone held their breath until Zhang Deqing emerged from the water, took off his backpack on his body and threw it to the shore, put his hands on the edge of the pool to accept everyone's cheers. However, the cheering time was a little short and turned into an exclamation. He turned around.

When I was just about to see Zhang Shidong walking forward from the stage casually and jumping down the air. He even played a wave in the air and made a tumbling move. He broke the water splash with his hands and fell into the water perfectly. Given that he had heavy equipment on his body, the splashing water was ignored by everyone. Everyone knew the quality of the jumping platform. Fortunately, he only compared the courage. Even if you jumped down, he was qualified. So some people directly turned the result of this competition into a draw.

"This second level is not like Zhang Deqing can't finish it. Butterfly swimming itself is the most tiring swimming posture. It's still a 400-meter long distance. It's just a 20-kilogram weight. It's been a weight-bearing training, but it's at most two kilograms. It's a 50-meter or 100-meter sprint. It's probably not possible to complete it." A male athlete who also focuses on butterfly swimming but only looks at the results in China was doing analysis. The people next to him nodded, and the young men and women holding wine glasses nearby didn't care about so many, and it was exciting to watch.

Zhang Shidong's clothes were soaked, and Ye Wenyu walked to him: "Take off the clothes and reduce resistance."

Zhang Shidong put on the weight-bearing equipment: "Don't, I'm afraid that if you take it off, you will fall in love with me, and you will have sex with me soon."

Ye Wenyu spat: "Bah, you are so shameless. There are so many good figures here. How good can you be? I really think that anyone wants to look like a piece of flesh."

In fact, she was able to see Zhang Shidong's beautiful figure through the wet clothes. She was very well-informed and manly. Women would like men with good figures. She felt it when touched by herself, but she still didn't understand why the other party insisted on not taking off her clothes.

At the beginning of the competition, Zhang Deqing wanted to take a sensation, but after getting into the water, it was hard to standardize the posture, let alone playing speed. With five kilograms on one arm, the whole body was pressed in the water. It felt like it was like the limit training to the end. It felt like it was like the feeling that the arms could not lift their legs and could not splash. In this state, let alone four hundred meters, it was hard to say whether they could swim for 100 meters.

Butterfly swimming, the most beautiful swimming posture, the best swimming posture to show the male strength of a man. When you see the shaking muscles on the back when the swimmer surfaces, you will feel that you are about to be conquered by him.

Zhang Shidong's speed is not fast, and his movements are barely standard. If he doesn't have the weight on his body, everyone would think that this guy is not bad, and he is a good person to swim in his amateur, but now he has the weight on his body, and there is a comparison between Zhang Deqing next to him, the gap between the two sides was narrowed at the first time. When he reached the side for the first time fifty meters, Zhang Shidong was only one position slower than Zhang Deqing.

By the time of one hundred meters, the two were already level, and Zhang Deqing's arms were getting less and less powerful. He didn't know how he swam down 150 meters. He looked up and saw that he could no longer see people next to him. He thought he was leading, so he gritted his teeth and insisted on swimming 200 meters.

My head was buzzing and my limbs were cramped. When I went back like this, I had to find at least a professional masseur and physiotherapist to deal with it. It would be difficult to train for half a month. This time, it was time to beat him. How many times did that kid swim, one hundred, one hundred and three?

After reaching the side of the two hundred meters, Zhang Deqing lay directly on the swimming lane rope next to him, shook his ears, but what he heard was the shouting of the people next to him: "It's only 200 meters, why are you here to do? Swim quickly, they're almost 250 meters."

"Ah!" Zhang Deqing was shocked. As soon as he stopped, his body was no longer in control. It was impossible to swim again. He supported himself under the water and looked into the distance. He really saw Zhang Shidong swimming towards him 'slowly'.

"It's three hundred meters, you won." Some girls don't care about so many, they just cheered for the strong. Seeing Zhang Shidong swimming in a T-shirt and winning the domestic championship, they all excitedly followed him by the swimming pool and cheered him on the speed of Zhang Shidong swimming.

When everyone thought he would stop the same, the completely unprofessional technique only gave him a little impact, allowing him to continue swimming.

There were bursts of screams at the scene, and Ye Wenyu screamed red in a red voice: "Zhang Shidong, I love you so much, you are so awesome. Ah!!"

Zhang Shidong?

When someone hears this name, he feels it is very familiar. He is sure that this is not a person from a certain circle, but why does it sound so familiar?

When Zhang Shidong finished swimming for 400 meters, Ye Wenyu jumped out of the water and threw herself on him and used the warmest kiss to vent her excitement. When the body and body contacted her, Ye Wenyu felt the tension of the muscles of the other party's body after high-intensity exercise. If it weren't for the laughter and bursts of teasing from the people around her, she would have felt that she could be so excited that she would give up her blood here, and she had always cherished it, hoping to meet a body that she liked and dedicated to men.

Zhang Deqing went ashore with a pale face. Under the sarcasm of several rich second-generations, he clenched his fists and wanted to regain his face in the last item. You know, he likes to dive on weekdays, and sometimes he will deliberately hold his breath without equipment. The skin underwater can still receive some oxygen. Controlling his emotions is the key, but it is a bit irritating for ten minutes. His limit is only more than seven points, and that is, if he still has some spare energy, it is not impossible to fight. The athlete's strong lung capacity and good psychological qualities that have received professional training give him absolute confidence to defeat the other party.

Zhang Shidong, who was pressing Ye Wenyu to take advantage of him a lot under the water, took off his weight after going ashore, took the cigarette in his mouth and exposed the clothes he had stuck on his body. Then he was scrupulously cleaned up by Ye Wenyu, who was shy and sucking pure oxygen in his face. Compared with his relaxed state, Zhang Deqing was solemnly wearing a mask and sucking pure oxygen. The high and low judgment was made.

"Come on, you can suck a little too, it will help hold your breath for a while."

Zhang Shidong waved his hand, brought a glass of red wine, drank it all, grabbed a handful of red and big cherries, and vomited while eating, which was like telling everyone that I am not in a hurry, I can wait for you to prepare everything, as for me, I can do it anytime and anywhere.

If you want to be angry, is there anyone so angry? This guy is so shameless that he can not speak or look at him. He can make people angry with his seemingly random actions. The rich second generation shouted at Zhang Deqing: "How long will it take for you to be? Look at them."
Chapter completed!