The two familiarized themselves with the arena.

The football field was detached from the turf and paved with dirt, and an iron cage was built in the middle, with a height of 1.5 meters.

The iron cage has two functions, one is to facilitate the runner to run up after falling off the back of the bull to avoid the impact of the bull.

In addition, high-definition camera equipment is placed inside the cage, and there will be a cameraman squatting inside to shoot the clearest and most exciting first perspective.

The location of the major media and broadcast stations is on the outermost part of the football field, Liu Wei turned around and found the logo of CCTV5 broadcast station.

O'Neill comforted Liu Wei as he walked, "Liu, don't be nervous, they don't know your strength, but I know very well that you will definitely get the highest prize in the first round!"

Liu Wei nodded.

In fact, he didn't panic at all, even if there was an accident on the field, he had the ability to subdue the rampaging bison.

After turning around the arena, Liu Wei already had a feeling of competition.

Blood boil.

Tomorrow this venue will be the hottest.

Coming out of the venue, Liu Wei went back to the hotel, and O'Neill went to catch up with his old buddies and fans.

Today is a relatively relaxed day for Liu Wei, and he also took this opportunity to take care of his spirits.

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"Liu, open the door, Liu!"

Very early, O'Neill rang the doorbell in Liu Wei's room.

Liu Wei opened the door in a daze, turned around and climbed onto the bed again.

O'Neill pulled his shoulders and said, "Liu, it's time to clean up, the game officially starts at ten o'clock, and it will take us half an hour here!"

Liu Wei got up and walked to the bathroom.

O'Neill took his arm and asked, "How do you look at my outfit today?"

"Oh! not bad, cool!" Liu Wei said perfunctorily.

He admired O'Neill's fashion.

With a floral shirt on the upper body, trousers on the bottom, pointed leather shoes on the feet, a big gold chain hanging around his neck, he walked to the mirror in the bathroom with sunglasses in his hand, put on sunglasses, and was funny in front of the mirror, twisting his flexible and fat body.

He has always considered himself a soul dancer.

Liu Wei didn't bother him, and changed into a game uniform after washing.

Amateur riders who participate in the Bonus Qualifying do not have professional race gear, they are dressed as Western cowboys, and they need to place in the Bonus Qualifying before a sponsor contacts them to provide professional gear.

Actually, there is no difference.

Just looking decent, his clothes are emblazoned with the logos of major sponsors, proving to the media and television viewers around the world that he is a professional rider.

The word "career" still carries a lot of weight.

Arriving at the Billings Crown Football Stadium at nine o'clock, the passage was already filled with echoes of the crowd's shouting.

Liu Wei took the live broadcast phone, "Brothers, I'm the last to play, and when I enter the waiting area for the players in a while, I will hand over the live broadcast phone to O'Neill and let him show you the scene!"

"Shark, please!" Liu Wei finished the preparation activities and handed over the live broadcast phone to O'Neill.

O'Neill came out of the VIP aisle, walked to the VIP audience seats, the first row of the football field, and used the live broadcast phone in his hand as a camera, shooting the scene back and forth.

In the camera, the scene was full, there were no absences, and there were many spectators crowded in the lanes.

Their faces were plastered with various wild symbols, and their hands were raised to dance to the dynamic music of the scene.

The swingarms on both sides of the football field are working, which means that the game is about to begin.

After a while, the figure of the host appeared on the big screen on both sides, with a suit and leather shoes, a left-hand card, and a microphone in his right.

The voice is loud.

The sound of sound echoed through the venue.

The host's speech and echo were superimposed, adding to the excitement of the scene.

"OK! The Billings stop of the National Pro Bull Riding Tour starts now, and the camera is handed over to our professional commentary from ESPN!"

The footage of the big screen shifts to the live commentary seat.

Several commentators with headphones were discussing with each other, and when the camera turned to them, they stopped discussing and looked at the camera with a smile on their faces.

"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the National Pro Bull Riding Championship, where we have Billings on the final leg of the tour, and today we have a heavyweight commentator named Chris Heavis, who set the record for the highest score in the National Pro Bull Riding Championship.

Chris, say hello to the audience!"

Chris sits in the middle and waves and smiles at the camera.

The commentator on the left asks, "Chris, the championship game you set the record was in 1998, I remember you were 27 years old at the time, and you scored 96.5 points in that game, did you ever think that more than 20 years later, you are still the record holder for the highest score in the PBR?"

Chris shook his head, "I haven't thought about this problem, PBR is developing very fast, and its influence is getting stronger and stronger, and every year it gathers excellent riders from all over the world, and their strength is very strong, maybe the competition system is getting stricter and stricter, so the judges will not be as open as before when scoring!"

"Chris has a point!" The commentator on the right asked, "Although today is only a prize qualifying match, and the main race will start in two days, the passion of the audience has been fully released, perhaps this is the charm of the bull riding competition."

Chris, who do you like the most out of the 32 amateur riders who competed?"

Chris analyzed seriously: "First of all, it must be Wade, Johnson's cousin, Johnson, we all know, last year's champion, a very experienced player.

I've heard that his cousin Wade is competing in the prize money qualifying to challenge him, so the brotherhood in this competition will be a highlight!"

The other was Liu Wei, the last competitor, a Chinese who had never had a Chinese rider in the National Professional Bull Riding Championship. ”

The commentator on the left laughed: "They are better at table tennis and badminton!"

The narrator on the right laughs.

Chris still behaved very professionally and analyzed carefully, "Liu Wei's agent is O'Neal, O'Neal is too familiar to us, and when I heard that it was he who recommended it, I became interested in Liu Wei."

I went to check Liu Wei's relevant information, although I only found some, but it was enough to prove his strength.

He has subdued tigers and lions with his bare hands!"

The commentator, who was sitting on both sides laughing, instantly lost his smile and shook his head, "Chris, is what you said true?"

"How is that possible?"

The two commentators dug out the information of the contestants, and carefully looked at Liu Wei's registration information, judging from all aspects of the physical data, they could not be compared with professional riders.

That's it?

Can you take out a tiger with your bare hands?

The two of them still didn't believe it.

Chris smiled: "I don't believe it either, I hope it's a rumor on the Internet!, but I'm very interested in this Chinese rider, and my sense of movement tells me that he's not that simple!"

After some analysis of the commentary seat, the live music stopped, and the big screen switched to two screens, and the small screen was the commentary seat.

The big picture is a player who has been riding on a bull, the player holds the hemp rope holding the bull's balls with his left hand, and holds another hemp rope in his right hand to tie his left hand to ensure that he is completely stable, so as not to easily get rid of the bull when jumping.

The bull was locked in a cramped cattle pen and was already restless, and the staff held the iron gate with both hands and was ready to herd the cattle at any time!

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