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The music is on, the French president, the French president, the French president? Dumeg raised his head and spoke into the microphone the sire of a French Gallic rooster.

"What did he just say?" Situ Nan asked Laura, after Mr. President said a word just now, the audience burst into applause.

"The promise of the Olympics - faster, higher, stronger! It's good to say! Laura applauded, as her early study abroad experience in France had familiarized her with French.

At this moment, she has an idea that the William Foundation will also take care of sports charity in the future.

Faster, higher, stronger?

It turned out that this slogan was only from this Olympic Games, Situ Nan pouted.

The year 1924 marks the 30th anniversary of the recovery of the Olympic Movement and is an important year in the history of the Olympic Games. The headquarters of the IOC is also located in Paris, and the French have also created the Olympic Village, introducing the slogan "Faster, Higher, Stronger", creating a precedent for raising the flag of the IOC, the host country, and the next host country. The United States is isolated in the Americas, and apart from the United Kingdom, the French have the greatest international influence.

French track and field athlete Georges? As soon as Andrei took the oath on behalf of the athletes, the Games began.

There was no live broadcast, no broadcasting, the vast majority of people could only watch the results after the games, there was not even a medal ceremony, and all the medals were not sent to the participating countries until after the Games, when the athletes had left Paris.

It was a little different from the sports event that Situ Nan was familiar with, but he still watched it with relish, applauding the wonderful table like an ordinary audience.

The next day, while watching the tennis match, Barton approached Situ Nan menacingly: "Bastard, you played tricks on me yesterday, didn't you?" ”

"Yesterday? What happened yesterday? Situ Nan looked at Barton blankly, this guy's face was a little dark, remembering Barton's funny appearance yesterday, Situ Nan couldn't help but laugh.

Situ Nan's calm eyes were impeccable, and Barton glanced at it. I didn't find any clues, my face looked a lot better, and I said stupidly: "It's okay!" I seem to have found a friend in this area yesterday, maybe I recognized the wrong person. ”

"Since it's here. Let's watch the game together! There will be exciting games later. Situ Nan warmly invited Barton, and he sold all the seats nearby, so the surroundings were quite empty.

"No! I still have a game, let's see how I teach the Italians! Barton refused, and was about to play a football game, so he had no time to chat with Situ Nan and left in a hurry.

"Barton. Say hello to the spaghetti for me! You can do it! Situ Nan shouted at Patton's back.

"Spaghetti? That's a good name! Barton paused slightly, and walked away with a smile.

The Eve Manor Olympic Stadium is large and can accommodate 30,000 spectators and is divided into several areas, with an athletics track on the outside and a well-manicured lawn on the inside, which can be used for football, rugby, discus, javelin and more.

Athletics is really not an Asian stage, at least not yet. Whether it's athletes from South China or China. They were all defeated in running, and they were defeated in the preliminaries, and they were out early.

"! It's infuriating! ”

Situ Nan slammed the telescope on the ground. He scolded angrily that in just one day, he had seen 10 Chinese athletes being eliminated.

"Actually, they've done their best." Zhang Bang persuaded first.

At the end of the day, he saw black and white athletes walking like flying, and Asian athletes chasing after him, but he was still left behind a long distance, and he also felt a little frustrated in his heart, but he knew that the team members had done their best.

After all, the strength is there, and the players temporarily drawn from Nanhua are really not a little bit behind the professional athletes of others.

"Hmm." Situ Nan nodded. His face looked a lot better, and he just vented the depression in his heart just now, and he didn't blame Zhang Bangxian and the athletes.

As the main sponsor of this event, Situ Nan also understands the reason, so he does not have any goals, in his words, he is determined to participate. By the way, the international stage of the Guò Olympics advertised South China, so that more people know that there is such a country.

When it was the turn of American football to play against the Italian team, Situ Nan saw the voice of Barton's bull, he did not play, but kept roaring on the sidelines as a substitute, looking at the appearance of teeth and claws, as if he wanted to play.

"What a bastard!" Situ Nan smiled while holding the binoculars. Young Patton was as strong as an ox, and it would be a waste not to play.

Sure enough, one of the hapless guys on the U.S. team was knocked off the ground and couldn't get up, and was replaced by Patton.

The momentum of the thirties Barton is not lost to the twenty guys at all, and when he gets the ball, he goes on a rampage like a crazy bull, and the opponent is dripping together, and the people in the field are on their backs, and the players in different clothes are like two giant beasts fighting to the death.

Every run, every fall, every sprint caused the harsh applause of the audience, which made people's blood boil.

"It's really a man's sport! It's really exciting! Situ Nan said excitedly.

Just now he saw that Barton guy was knocked to the ground as soon as he finished passing, he quickly got up, continued to rush forward bravely, and finally connected a few people, collided with the opponent's last defender, and both fell to the ground, scoring.

"That bastard has a hand! Don't die! Situ Nan's fist waved in the air, put down the binoculars, and drank saliva to moisten his dry throat.

From the very beginning, Situ Nan roared and shouted from time to time, no different from a street worker, completely subverting the imagination in Zhang Bangxian's heart, and it was the first time he had seen Situ Nan's fanatical side.

"Did we sign up for rugby?" The game was over, and Situ Nan, who was still unsatisfied, asked Zhang Bangxian.

"Nope!" Zhang Bang said first.

"Oh!" Situ Nan was a little disappointed, and said to himself, "In the future, if we want to promote the development of physical confrontation sports, men must have a strong physique like a beast, which is conducive to cultivating the martial arts of the young generation of Chinese." ”

Zhang Bangxian nodded, thought deeply, and interjected: "However, tomorrow our football team will play against the Polish team!" His words aroused Situ Nan's interest.

"Poland? Football? Situ Nan suddenly thought of Dai Chuanxin's guy, nodded, and a trace of expectation flashed in his eyes: "Okay!" Come back tomorrow, I hope Xiaoxin's fingers are long enough! ”

The next day, Situ Nan showed up on time to watch the football match between South China and Poland. This was a big focus of the event, at least for Situ Nan and the hundreds of Chinese in France who wanted their team to defeat the Poles and destroy the superiority of white Westerners. How to say. Poland is also white European.

Before the game, Situ Nan specially went to visit the members of the South China football team, he is the deputy head of the delegation, and has the right to enter and exit freely, but this vice captain is not very responsible.

"Xiaoxin, this is a good job of killing the Poles. The Poles, like us, have only just been founded. Poland is not at a good level, so we have a relatively high winning percentage. If anyone goes soft, I'll let him swim back by himself! ”

Situ Nan threatened.

"Kill the Poles! Let the whites see how awesome we are! Dai Chuanxin shouted.

As the captain, it is incumbent upon him to stand up, and this is a good opportunity to make a name for himself.

"Kill the Poles! Let the whites see how awesome we are! Those team members stood up and shouted, their momentum was like a rainbow, and there was murderous aura in their eyes, like an army that wanted to be ashamed and stoic.

Situ Nan's heart sank. Immediately laughed. He saw iron and blood in the eyes of these people, and his whole body exuded the unique temperament of a soldier.

They were originally soldiers, except for a few footballers recruited from elsewhere. The other team members are all from the army, all of them participated in the war two years ago, and have been tested on the battlefield, such a team may be unsatisfactory in technology, but the will to work is absolutely top-notch.

Except for the soldiers sent by Hitler at the Berlin Olympics ten years later, there should be no team as iron-blooded as this South China team.

Against a team like Poland, which had just recovered from the war, the two sides were technically evenly matched, and the final result depended on the will of both sides.

It was rare for Situ Nan not to hold a telescope in the audience this time, but to sit on the bench next to him, and the coach of the Nanhua team is also a soldier. It's just a retired soldier from Germany, and his specific identity is an instructor at the South China Military Academy.

The German staff brought football, a traditional European sport, to South China, where it became popular in the South China Army, and in a certain way, the South China football team continued the German style of precision and rigour.

"Mr. Russ, do you think our lad will win?" Situ Nan asked the stereotypical German coach.

"Of course." The German coach, Lars, looked up in disbelief. As we all know, Germany's inability to participate in the Olympics deeply pierced the heart of Russ, a Prussian soldier. Since organizing the football team last year, he has made the game a battlefield.

The game began, and in the anticipation of tens of thousands of spectators, the Polish team, which was the first to get the ball, began to attack. Judging from the reaction of the audience, they were all optimistic about the Polish team, so most of the applause was given to the Polish team, which was also white, rather than Nanhua, who did not know from which ravine it collapsed from.

The tall Polish team gave the Nanhua team a dismount first, frequently attacking the door of Nanhua, and making several threatening shots.

If it weren't for Dai Chuanxin's quick reaction, the door of the South China team would have been penetrated by the Poles.

From a technical point of view, the Poles were stronger, and they used their tall bodies to press the South Chinese players, taking advantage of a lot.

The audience also cheered for them, and the shouts of tens of thousands of people still put a lot of pressure on the Nanhua team who had just entered the game, and some of them shrank back and couldn't let go, but the opponent seized the opportunity and scored goals.

Russ couldn't sit still, standing on the sidelines and shouting loudly, the players gradually found the feel of the game, but the shape was still not in their favor.

By half-time, they were still behind.

Back in the locker room, Lass's face was dripping, Dai Chuanxin pressed his lips, looked at Situ Nan with some shame, and blamed himself for why he didn't save the ball just now?

"You guys are like, why don't you give the Poles a hard drop of color? This is the battlefield! Put away the so-called bullshit elegance! ”

Russ gritted her teeth, a grim face. Speaking of which, the Germans and the Poles also have a lot of enemies.

"That's right! The Poles are your father-killers, be ruthless! Teach them a lesson! Otherwise, people will still treat you as the sick man of East Asia! Got it? ”

Situ Nan sneered, "Whoever wants to go home and pick up the child!" (To be continued) RQ

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