Inside the BBC live room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The host Ralph Dimo and the broadcaster Graeme Hunter stared at the big screen in the live broadcast room in amazement, speechless in shock.

At this time, on the big screen, Feng Quan was playing the picture of celebrating around the field wearing a five-star red flag after winning the men's 100-meter sprint championship.

Although, another guest broadcaster, Derek Raymond, did not look at Dou Fengquan as much as Graeme Hunt before the finals, and predicted that "he will put Bolt in a hard fight". However, when Feng Quan actually won the championship, Derek Raymond still felt a little incredible. Still, he got back to normal before the other two people in the studio.

"Ahem!" After coughing lightly twice, Derek Raymond smiled and said, "Hey, Mr. Hunter." Could you please share your thoughts on this moment? ”

As soon as Derek Raymond's words fell, he saw the "anger" in Graeme Hunt's eyes, and rushed straight to himself. Still, he looked at the other with a smile on his face and did not flinch in the slightest.

After taking a deep breath and calming down his emotions, Graeme Hunt spoke:

"I don't have much to say right now. After all, the competition has just ended, and the top six athletes have not yet undergone a post-competition drug test. So, I think there's a lot of uncertainty right now, and we won't be able to determine their final position until tomorrow's test results are announced. ”

After taking a sip of coffee on the table, Graeme Hunt continued: "I think about tomorrow when Ursain will be on the podium again in the 100m as he has done in previous races. ”

Although Ralph Dimo did not speak, he nodded his head in agreement with Graeme Hunt's words.

"Oh!? Mr. Hunt, can I understand what you say. You've already decided that the young Chinese must have taken it...... Something special? ”

"Hey, Derek, what do you mean by that!? Do you have to go against me? Graeme Hunter said angrily as he looked at Derek Raymond and was about to leave the table in anger.

Although Ralph Dimo was also helpless at this time, in order to avoid the unhappy result of the show he hosted, he immediately pressed Graeme Hunter, who had stood up, back to his seat.

And it just so happened that on the big screen at this time, the picture of Qifeng preparing to be interviewed by Chinese reporter Xia Rina began to be played again. So, in order to avoid unnecessary conflict again, Ralph Dimo hurriedly played a round and said: "Okay, Graeme, Ralph, now that Chinese kid is being interviewed, let's hear what he has to say." ”

Immediately afterward, Ralph Dimo beckoned to a yellow-skinned, dark-haired young man outside the studio and motioned for him to enter the studio.

"Hey, Lin, please help us translate it next, your compatriots have said those acceptance speeches." Ralph Dimo said.

At the beginning, when the young man surnamed Lin relayed the conversation between Feng Quan and Xia Rina in English, his expression was still very calm. However, when Feng Quan returned to Xia Rina's last question, a look of embarrassment immediately appeared on the face of the young man surnamed Lin.

In fact, Ralph Dimo, who has extremely rich experience in live broadcasting, should have discovered his abnormal condition, but because he had already experienced it in reconciling the contradictions between the two guests, he ignored this.

So, Ralph Dimo frowned and urged: "Lin, didn't you hear clearly what your Chinese compatriot said just now?" ”

In desperation, the young man surnamed Lin had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "What Feng Quan said at the end just now was: 'Those 'brick beasts' who once thought that I could only get on the podium with the help of illegal drugs, I'm sorry I disappointed you. After Sister Na's interview is over, I will immediately go to the drug testing center and line up for the first drug test......"

As soon as the young man surnamed Lin finished speaking, he saw Graeme Hunter's face becoming darker than Bao Gong......

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Looking at Fengquan, who had already been surrounded by a group of reporters, and then looking at the reporters around him who had come over with a "slap", Usain Bolt's heart couldn't help but feel a burst of "vinegar".

Sighing helplessly, Bolt secretly said in his heart: "Hey, if there is no Chinese appearance, the person who now enjoys the 'treatment' of the stars holding the moon must still be me......"

"Hey, Yousaien, were you surprised by the loss to that young Chinese?" A British journalist asked.

Bolt shrugged his shoulders helplessly, spread his hands and said, "If you had asked me this question a few minutes ago, I think I would have told you: 'Hey, man, are you kidding?' How could I possibly lose to that little guy'. ”

After a slight pause, Bolt pointed to the big screen in the stadium with his right hand and continued: "But now you can also see, my time is 9.63 seconds, and that Chinese kid ran 9.60 seconds. At the end, Bolt also made an expression of disbelief.

"His result today is almost as good as the world record I hold. I don't know how he did it, but the fact now is that he won, I lost, it's that simple. As for the ...... accident", Bolt paused again, then pointed in the direction of Joan Blake, who was not far away, and then continued: "Two months ago, Joan had already 'surprised' me once (alluding to the Jamaica Olympic trials two months ago, when I lost to Blake), and today's accident is undoubtedly bigger......"

After that, Bolt didn't care about the reporters who wanted to continue asking questions, so he quickly walked to Fengquan, who had already broken through the reporters' siege and blockade.

"Hey! Man, congratulations on being the first person to beat me at the Olympics. As he spoke, Bolt also stretched out his right hand to Feng Quan's front at chest height.

"Thank you for your blessings, Usain. Thank you very much for allowing me to enjoy such a wonderful game. With that, Feng Quan shook his right hand with Bolt at the same height.

Even after losing the race, Bolt showed what he should be as the "king of sprints".

Listening to Feng Quan's words, Bolt smiled and nodded, and then said: "Chinese boy, the name of 'King of Sprinting' will belong to you for the time being, but in Moscow in August next year, I will definitely take back my honorable ...... from your hands" (to be continued.) )