Chapter 48: Pay attention to the Olympic spirit
October 3rd, the third day of Golden Week. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Spring rain, summer fire, autumn moon, winter snow, four people walking on the way to school.
"I have a problem. β
Qiu Yue raised her hand.
So the three maidens looked at her.
"Huh?"
"Isn't it a holiday, what are you going to do at school?"
Akizuki said she didn't understand this.
Said to be a good Golden Week, but it turned out that I had to go to school only two days later?
Of course not.
"Oh, it's because of the school sports day, referred to as the school sports meeting, go over and take a look. β
Xia Huo replied as he ate his snack.
The school sports day is held every year, held in November, with the intention of cultivating students' sports awareness, and there are also generous awards, scholarships and so on.
If the student is interested, the school will also help him to train in the direction of athletes.
Chunyu explained it to Qiuyue a little, and she quickly understood.
There are still problems, though.
"Isn't it from November? Why did you go back today?"
"Oh, go see everyone's training, and by the way, make a cameo appearance as a referee, explain the rules to the young students, and so on. β
Xia Huo replied.
She is athletic and an idol for her students in this regard.
Even because of the restriction of the entry project, otherwise everyone would not have fun.
That's why she made a cameo as a referee.
Talking and laughing all the way, it didn't take long for me to arrive at school.
The school sports grounds, gymnasiums, and everywhere are students training for the school athletic meet.
Many people relax as soon as they have a holiday and think about having fun all day long.
But for these children with dreams, it's not okay to think about playing, and if you don't work hard, how can you realize your dreams?
The arrival of Miss Xia Huo immediately caused a sensation.
The little girls ran over one after another, squeezing aside the spring rain, the autumn moon and the winter snow.
"Senior Sister Xia Huo, I love you......"
"Sister Xia Huo ......"
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"Senior Sister Xia Huo, this time I won the gold medal, so date me!"
"I want it too. β
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The little girls chirped crookedly around Xia Huo and said something, and even confessed very boldly.
This made the winter snow on the side unhappy for a while, and it was clear that the summer fire was hers......
Xia Huo smiled and looked at the girls around him with a subtle expression.
All of them are still too naΓ―ve.
As a senior, you have to be a bad guy and let them know the cruelty of the world.
So like a spring rain, he made a look.
Chunyu nodded to show that she understood, and went directly to the girls in the second and third grades of high school.
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"Okay, okay, let me see how good everyone is, um, volleyball to one, um...... It's better than seven balls, whoever gets seven points first wins, first grade vs. second grade, I'll be the referee, start now. β
Xia Huo sat on a high seat, holding an ice cream and eating it.
And in the first and second years of high school, two little girls with a total of four on one side immediately began to fight.
Of course, it's playing, not fighting.
I don't know if the little girl in the first grade of high school is really good, or the little girl in the second grade of high school is releasing water.
Soon, the sophomore year of high school was beaten and lost 4:7.
Just as the two little girls in the first year of high school were celebrating their victory, the little girl in the second year of high school walked up to Xia Huo and said something.
Then, Xia Huo said to the two first-year girls.
"You two, because the sophomores disagreed with the last ball, let's play it again. β
"Huh, why?"
"That is, if you have any objections, you can watch the replay of the game video, and decide according to the situation in the video, why do you have to play again if you haven't watched it?"
"It's just, it doesn't make sense. β
Two little girls objected.
In this regard, Miss Xia Huo, who was the referee, just said a word.
"Because we have to pay attention to the Olympic spirit, because the Olympics is a sporting event, and everything about the Olympics is something we learn. β
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Then, there is no then.
As if they had been humiliated, the two first-year girls in high school, with a perfect match, slapped hard, and pumped the ball into the boundary of the sophomore, and the sound of "touching" was as if the ball had exploded.
Win!
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Inside Gymnasium 1.
The first floor is a weightlifting field, the second floor is a gymnastics field, the third and fourth floors are martial arts arenas, and the fifth floor is a warehouse.
Gymnasium on the second floor.
Miss Xia Huo sat on the referee's table with our ****-like delicate expressions, and Chunyu and Dongxue also sat there together.
A few first-year girls almost perfectly completed a set of movements of medium to high difficulty.
However......
"6 points. β
"6 points. β
"7 points. β
Well, maybe it's that the three referees are too demanding, so the little girls don't make much sense.
Then in the second year of high school, the difficulty of the action is basically the same, but the perfection is not comparable.
However......
"7 points. β
"7 points. β
"8 points. β
So what's going on?
The girls in the first year of high school were a little overwhelmed.
But the little girl in the third grade of high school came into play.
With the same difficulty, the perfection is almost the same, and even slightly worse than the girls in the first grade of high school.
However......
"8 points. β
"8 points. β
"9 points. β
"That's not right, referee!"
The first-year girls immediately quit and gathered in front of the referee's table.
"It's the same difficulty, and we make the least mistakes, so why are we scoring so low?"
"It's okay to have a low score, but it's obviously the same, why are the seniors' scores so high?"
"Forget about the high, why is it increasing in turn?"
"That's it, just because we're the first year of high school, and the seniors are sophomores and juniors?"
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"Stop, stop, listen to me. β
Xia Huo stood up, and then, again, showed that subtle smile.
"Because, we have to pay attention to the Olympic spirit!"
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On the third floor, a fencing warm-up match is currently underway.
Similarly, Miss Xia Huo was invited to be the referee.
At the invitation of Miss Xia Huo, Chunyu personally went into battle.
"So, let's go. β
Summer Fire gave the signal for the start of the game.
So Chunyu and the other party attacked each other, and they won and lost each other.
Of course, with the strength of Chunyu, this is of course just a play.
In fact, Chunyu is also forbidden to participate, especially in such competitions.
Halfway through the game, Miss Xia Huo gave Chunyu a look, and Chunyu gave a look back to show that she understood.
"Pause!"
Xia Huo raised his hand and shouted.
The little girl in the first grade of high school immediately stopped.
And the spring rain suddenly burst out, and it clicked more than a dozen times in a row towards the little girl at a super fast speed, and the indicator light kept flashing.
It took a while for the little girl to react, and Xia Huo raised her hand and said.
"Okay, equal portions!"
"It's not scientific!"
The little girl immediately objected.
However, Xia Huo is still as subtle as our **** expression.
"We have to pay attention to the Olympic spirit!"
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On the fourth floor, a boxing warm-up match is currently being held.
But it's all boys here, so I didn't let Chunyu play.
It turns out that even among boys, Miss Xia Huo's popularity is very high.
So I was lucky enough to be invited to be a referee.
A junior in high school and a junior in his second year of high school compete.
At the beginning of the game, the freshman boy had the upper hand and basically pressed the opponent to play.
After a few rounds, Xia Huo made a ruling.
"This sophomore in high school won. β
"Eh, why?"
"It's simple, because we want to be about the Olympic spirit. β
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The freshman boy wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end, he still said a sentence.
"Senior Sister Xia Huo, you stole my dream. β
"No, no, no, I can't steal your dreams. β
Xia Huo shook his head.
Then he sighed, turned around and said.
"This is just a piece of advice to you, there are too many unfair things in the world, now it's just a warm-up game, no matter how I judge, for you, there is no loss, but later, when it comes to those formal competition occasions, you encounter referees with ulterior motives, blow black whistles, deliberately press points, etc., this is the real obstacle to your dreams, at that time, will you still be able to stick to your dreams as always?"
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"You have to remember that in this world, there is no fairness, you don't go to other people's troubles, but you can't stop others from making you trouble, so, work hard, so that your ability is so strong that others can't find trouble if they want to start, whether it's volleyball, or gymnastics, fencing, boxing, or even table tennis, badminton, basketball, swimming, etc., take out all your strength, give me a hard pull, whoever dares to disobey will beat them until they obey, and then tell them loudly that the championship is yours, if you don't accept it, hold it for me, understandοΌβ
"Understood. β
"Be louder. β
"Understood!"
Everyone roared.
In this regard, Xia Huo is very satisfied.
"What's your slogan?"
"The championship is ours, if you don't accept it, you will hold it for me!"
"Good, keep the momentum up and keep training. β
"Yes!"
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ββThe dividing line at the end of the textββ
This is a small theater.
Reporter Jun played by a certain author: "What, the recent Olympics, really made us look forward to it, turned into depression, turned into anger, became disappointed, disappointed in some referees, disappointed in the fairness and justice of this so-called grand event for all mankind, the author Jun also felt very aggrieved, so today's episode, the subjective consciousness is very strong, if there is anything wrong, you can point it out, but I hope not to spray randomly, thank you for your cooperation, this is the end of today, thank you." β
(To be continued)