Chapter 743 Shocking the World! The Big Brother’s True Biography [2 more]
Chapter 743 Global Shock! The True Biography of Senior Brother [2 updates]
"Oh my god, no one can break the world record he set at that time. Has his injury healed?" The commentator became more and more excited, "What good results will he achieve in the preliminaries this time?"
Athletes and spectators from various countries have different thoughts.
Sheng Chenxing is so famous in the sports world.
Even after he retired from the competition, the legend never ended.
He retired from the game due to injury and was remembered by many people.
No one thought that he would appear in the International Games.
After the brown-haired young man was shocked, he was more indifferent.
He sneered softly: "Are you going to hold on? There is no one left for this project in Daxia, so they called Sheng Chenxing back."
"When his injury relapses again, I'm afraid he will have to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life."
But I have to admit that when he and Sheng Chenxing competed on the same stage, the pressure the other party brought to him was huge.
But now, Sheng Chenxing has swept away his depression and returned to his high-spirited appearance.
The brown-haired young man also felt a little unsure.
The athletes are in their respective positions.
The referee looked serious and gave the order.
With a "bang" gunshot, several athletes exploded instantly.
At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room began to increase exponentially.
Even people who have never cared about sports competitions have clicked in.
What comes into view is a bright and bright Daxia red.
[Holy shit, shit! Did you see that Shengshen’s starting reaction is faster than others! 】
【Exceeded! Still keeping distance!】
【First! First! First!】
Scores are refreshed randomly.
"9 seconds 70! Sheng Chenxing ran 9 seconds 70!" The commentator spoke very fast, "This is a good result for the first place in the preliminaries!"
The athletes in the preliminaries will not give their best, but the finals are crucial.
But five years later, Daxia Empire once again reached the men's 100m final.
Sheng Chenxing once again proved to the world that he is still worthy of the title of Daxia Flying Man after his comeback.
The audience was shocked.
[Everyone who scolded him in the beginning owes him an apology!]
[We must apologize! Athletes train so hard, who hasn’t been injured yet? Why should all his efforts and achievements be rejected because of an accident? 】
[I never scolded him. I even went to Weibo to comfort him after he retired from the game due to injury. Now that he can stand on the court again, I really want to cry. 】
[Actually, Shengshen, you don’t need to prove yourself anymore, and those who should scold you are not worth caring about. You have always been our pride.]
[I only care about Shengshen’s legs. If you run so fast, will the injury recur? 】
Media from various countries also gathered around.
Sheng Chenxing naturally accepted the interview with Daxia TV first.
He smiled and waved his hand: "Thank you for your concern. I am fine. I met a miracle doctor and cured my leg."
"I believe in her and can't wait to stand on the field. As long as I can still run, I will keep running. See you in the finals."
He did not complain about the abuse and injustice he suffered over the years, he just faced it with a smile.
【Crying...】
[See you in the finals! It doesn’t matter if you don’t have that medal, you are the best!]
[Sheng Shen Chong! Swell the faces of those keyboard warriors! 】
Coach Qian’s eyes were hot.
He held Sheng Chenxing's shoulders and wanted to say something, but only a sob came out of his throat.
Being first in the preliminaries this time means a lot to Sheng Chenxing.
Si Fuqing stepped forward and said with a smile, "Senior Sheng, congratulations."
"It's just the preliminaries." Sheng Chenxing was a little embarrassed, "The key depends on the finals. This time the opponents are not weak, so I'm quite worried."
Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You will definitely succeed."
**
The news quickly spread throughout Daxia.
The hot search exploded immediately.
#成成星, first place in the men’s 100m preliminaries#
#神神comeback#
# oweSheng Chenxing an apology#
Si Fuqing looked at the comments from netizens and stretched: "I did another good deed. I'm so happy."
On the other side of the sofa, Yu Xiheng rubbed her head: "Thank you for your hard work, Qingqing."
"I have to go to bed early these days." Si Fuqing said cheerfully, "I want to play a few games of tennis."
While her senior brother is away, she has to show her true ability.
At the same time, the new list of supplementary entries will be announced on the website.
Many Musi fans paid more attention to the event because Si Fuqing participated in this international sports meeting.
The Muses originally just took a look at the supplementary list. After all, ball sports have nothing to do with track and field.
Until they saw Si Fuqing's name appearing under the tennis category.
Mousse: "..."
[A certain female star, can you honestly explain why you went to play tennis? 】
【???I think she is not going to play tennis but to hit someone with her racket.】
[Coaches: Okay, Qingqing is like a brick. Wherever there is a shortage of people, we can move it! It’s our tennis team’s turn to win the gold medal today!]
[…It’s so true, I already have a premonition that coaches from other teams are coming to grab people.]
Facing the mousse who once again ran to the studio and cried, Sang Yanqing said: "..."
How many surprises does her artist have that she doesn't know about?
**
Early the next morning.
Today is the tennis qualifier, and Si Fuqing has drawn a seed player.
International ranking 19.
Tennis matches are best-of-five sets.
A set must be won by winning six games and leading the opponent by at least two games.
Coach Ning of the women's tennis team frowned: "This is not easy to play. The opponent keeps restraining our playing style. This game is difficult."
Coach Luo nodded and suddenly said: "But you didn't train Fuqing, so how do you know her playing style?"
Coach Ning: "...You can shut up if you don't know how to speak."
"Oh." Coach Luo touched his nose and watched the game quietly.
Twenty minutes later, the two fell into a huge silence as they looked at the number 6:0.
One set is over.
Si Fuqing came out and explained: "I have controlled my power this time, and the opponent is also very powerful."
Coach Luo looked at her blankly.
Is this called power of control?
Controlled the power and won six games in a row?!
After Si Fuqing took a sip of water, she came on stage again.
This time it took a little longer.
Twenty-five minutes later, it was another fresh 6:0.
Daxia has already won two sets.
Si Fuqing once again said: "Is it okay this time?"
Coach Luo: "..."
"Fu Qing, give the ball!" Coach Ning, who finally came to his senses, went crazy, "Etiquette! Our international etiquette!"
In the Daxia Empire, there is really no such thing as filling zeros, unless the opponent keeps provoking.
Coach Ning thought that this was Si Fuqing's first time on the court, and no matter how well he played, he wouldn't beat the opponent to nothing.
After all, Daxia is not very strong in tennis, and has never defeated his opponent.
Who would have thought that Si Fuqing won six games in one fell swoop.
Si Fuqing raised his head: "Ah?"
Coach Ning looked at her expressionlessly: "If you go back with zero, your head will be shaved."
Si Fuqing: "...???"
Three seconds later, she spoke slowly: "Isn't this the tradition of the table tennis team?"
"Oh." Coach Ning said calmly, "Our fine traditions in Daxia will naturally be implemented in all teams. The tennis team has now learned to learn from them."
Si Fuqing: "..."
Okay, I'll be honest with you.
She felt sorry for her hair. It was not easy to maintain it for such a long time.
But she really doesn't know how to give the ball away.
Si Fuqing hesitated for a moment: "How to give in?"
Coach Ning: "..."
He looked at her with hatred: "Aren't you a movie queen? If you want to make a sports film and television drama in the future, how can you do it if you don't know how to play handicap?"
"Just find a way to let the opponent score, don't let it go too far, and don't let too many people see it."
Si Fuqing suddenly realized: "I understand."
Coach Ning was very pleased: "Okay, the next game has started, let's go."
Si Fuqing stepped forward with her tennis racket in hand.
Coach Ning held a glass of water and took a sip slowly.
The next second, he watched the girl shine the ball on the net.
"puff--"
Coach Ning squirted out a mouthful of water.
According to the rules of tennis, if the first serve fails, there will be a second chance.
Coach Ning was about to remind Si Fuqing in a low voice not to be so obvious.
But before he could say a word, he saw Si Fuqing hit the net for the second time.
Two service errors resulted in the opponent gaining one point.
Coach Ning felt deep despair: "...I don't think you understand."
He asked her to give up the ball, not to hit it on the net!
Who can't see this?
Si Fuqing also felt that her handicap was really bad, so she was going to practice it hard.
She was embarrassed to look at Coach Ning's expression, coughed slightly, and tried to remember how her senior brother had given her the ball before.
Netizens who watched the live broadcast were laughing so hard in front of the screen.
[Si Fuqing: Sister gave in.]
[Coach: Smile.]
[Hiss...what a high-quality handicap.]
[The soul gives way, there is nothing wrong with it.]
[Sister Si, what about your acting skills? You’ve already won two queen’s awards, and you’re going to be awarded the Grand Slam queen’s award this year. How come you’re so bad when you go on stage? 】
Off stage.
Tan Jingmo clicked his tongue.
This way of handing over the ball is something Si Fuqing can do.
Beside him, Raphael touched his chin, frowning and looking back at the game just now.
He suddenly said: "Hey, the way she handed the ball reminded me of something very familiar."
Tan Jingmo glanced at him lightly: "What's wrong? Where do you feel familiar?"
Tsukimi also looked at Raphael and narrowed his eyes.
Could it be that Lao Liu suddenly became wise and wanted to recognize the younger junior sister?
Could it be that both she and the second child would lose this bet?
This is not good.
Yuan Mingchi smiled meaningfully, meaning: "This is too obvious a concession. She has no acting skills, but it does not match her identity."
Hearing these words, Raphael suddenly clapped his hands: "Yes, that's right, Lao Wu is right, have you all forgotten? Isn't this how the senior brother gave the ball to the junior sister in the past?"
Exactly the same.
Such a shabby and humiliating handicap was truly inspired by the senior brother.
Si Fuqing: I really know how to thank you :)
I'm counting on the big brother. He's about to appear. Come get a monthly ticket.