Chapter 366: This Is Our Captain!
"Solkidson?"
Standing on the runway with a javelin in one hand, looking at the former's back, Jimmy Sarri couldn't help but spit out a name out of his mouth.
"What?" The big black man standing in front of Jimmy seemed to hear something, turned his head and asked strangely.
"It's nothing, it should be an illusion."
Jimmy Sari shook his head and did not answer, and then looked back at the day, but his expression was full of solemnity.
The referee on the side of the javelin field was also a little surprised, and muttered: "Why does the whole person feel different?" This grip is so stable! â
Everyone inside and outside the stadium was looking at the day, and at this moment, the eyes that were slightly closed during the day suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed away.
Keep your eyes on the front and pull out the running stance!
It is slightly different from the posture of the test throw, which makes the person fit more closely with the javelin on the shoulder.
'Tear up! â
took a long breath, and the whole body suddenly bloomed with a momentum, and the right hand holding the spear tightened a little, and then rushed out!
Jimmy Sari's face fell, and his pupils contracted suddenly.
In his mind, he remembered a scene from his college days in Europe, where Jimmy's father had commissioned Sol Kidson to train him for a while because his hobby was javelin.
Solkidson's athletic posture and every javelin thrower was etched in his mind.
Gradually, in Jimmy's eyes, Daytime's figure actually merged with the javelin general.
"Impossible!"
As Jimmy Sarri shook his head to shake this somewhat unrealistic idea out of his mind, his pupils, which were staring at the day, widened suddenly.
At this moment, the day had already rushed to the final stage of the runway, the center of gravity of the body was lowered slightly, and a pair of eyes were as sharp as eagle eyes.
The right hand holding the javelin adjusts, and the muscles of the whole body begin to surge, transferring the inertia of the body to the right hand, and then the power of the right hand is all poured into the javelin.
The use of the maximum strength into the spear is the greatest characteristic of Sol Kidson!
'Whoosh! â
Javelin piercing the sky!
"It can't be!" At the same time that he threw his spear during the day, Jimmy Sari's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Solkidsson, this is Solkidsson!" â
From the grip, to the final javelin throw. Every move during the day, including details, is none other than the trick of the famous Saul Kiddson.
"Solkidson?"
The referee in the distance frowned when he heard this, and recalled the previous day's actions in his mind, and after a while, a touch of surprise appeared on his face: "It turned out to be Sol Kidson!" â
"Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?" The referee's eyebrows were spread out, and there was a smile in his eyes: "I didn't expect that I would also have a day of distraction!" â
"It's amazing how young people are now."
The spear has not yet landed, and the old referee can judge one or two from the momentum of the javelin before.
Qingle stood in the rest area, looked at the spear that had not yet landed, and then looked at the back of the day for a long time, and after a long time, he actually laughed out loud.
"Have we all been lied to by you? What a bad taste! â
'Zra! â
The head of the gun was glowing with coldness, colliding with the concrete floor, making a screeching sound, because the force was so strong that you could even see the sparks that were splashed.
"Why do I feel like the designer seems to be a little awesome this time?"
The nearly 100 students gathered outside the javelin field had already fallen silent, and just as the two referees stepped forward to measure the distance, a murmur sounded in the crowd.
"Maybe it's a violation again"
"'Day-sunshine' studio designer, eighty-eighty-three meters!" The referee almost roared the final result.
'Eighty-three meters is a number that explodes over this javelin field! â
The previous retort stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking, and the owner of the voice smiled and retracted his head.
Stunned, everyone is stunned!
This was thrown by the previous designer who had no grades?
"That's only 87 centimeters less than the world youth record!" Someone screamed.
The students, who had been shouting for a day not to be ashamed, took a step back and put themselves in the crowd.
During the day, the designer really didn't slap his face overnight, and it was a slap in the face!
"I'm sorry, I thought about it, the record of our Huaguo college students should still be created by us Huaguo."
Daytime walked up to Jimmy Sarry, put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile.
Jimmy Sari's face turned red and black, and he was silent, and after a while, he looked at the day with a little reluctance and asked, "Do you know Mr. Sol Kidson?" â
"He was my idol and teacher." Bai Bai blinked and whispered.
"See!" Where the members of the studio were during the day, Si Cong said with a faint smile on his face: "This is our captain!" â
"Yes!"
Everyone responded firmly, and their faces were full of pride.
'This is their captain!' â
In the crowd outside the javelin field, Yu Yan's pretty face flushed with excitement, and her big watery eyes shone with crystal light.
That charming look made all the boys around me stupid!
"Yu Yan!"
"This reaction shouldn't be on you."
At this moment, a group of three people approached from a distance, and everyone gave way wherever the three of them went.
Nie Guangji was wearing a navy blue gown, and his whole figure was outlined very slender. A gold-rimmed glasses frame the bridge of the nose, and the short hair makes the whole person exude a connotation and sunny temperament.
Behind him were two boys who seemed to be followers.
Seeing Wang Yuyan at a glance in the crowd, this Nie Guangji approached straight and said loudly.
"Xiao Nie?"
Yu Yan shouted softly.
"The champion of the javelin competition of the Central People's University Games is Mr. Bai from the 'Day-Sunshine' studio, and the effective throwing distance is 83 meters!"
The loudspeaker began to broadcast: "The runner-up is Mr. Jimmy Sarry of the Huaguo Muller Architectural Design Institute, and the effective throwing distance is 80 meters!" â
"The third runner-up is Mr. Qingle of Central China Architectural Design Institute, and the effective throwing distance is 77 meters!"
The broadcast was repeated three times.
"The first three places were occupied by the designers again."
A group of athletes participating in the competition heard such discussions, and they covered their heads with their hands, and 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped past in their hearts.
But after seeing that Nie Guangji heard the sound of the circular broadcast, the whole person was also stunned, and then took out his right hand in his pocket and pushed the frame of his glasses:
"So that's the case, is it really a demon?" After a pause as he spoke, he looked at Yu Yan in front of him: "Should it be said that it is worthy of being the Cun ZĂ i who can attract our first love goddess?" â
'Whew! â
At the same time as the voice sounded, Wang Yuyan's pretty face turned red, and a pair of small hands fiddling with the corners of her clothes actually looked a little twisted.
Nie Guangji looked at Yu Yan through his glasses and sighed lightly.
The previous sentence was just a temptation, but I didn't expect it to come to such a positive conclusion!
"The designer has a girlfriend during the day, do you know Yu Yan?" Nie Guangji's eyes were fascinated, and he said again.
The words fell, and he didn't care about Yu Yan's reaction, Nie Guangji stood up straight and looked at the white day in the javelin field.
There was a pause for about ten seconds, and then he only saw Nie Guangji take steps towards the day