Chapter 015: Who Snatched My Microphone
After the opening ceremony, Kong Zhendong and Guo Bing were idle.
Because of the attention of the leaders, the organization of this inter-school sports meeting is still very rigorous.
The fifth-grade group of Shunyi No. 3 Primary School has set up many groups.
There is a clear division of labor as to who is responsible for serving tea and water to the athletes, who is responsible for accompanying the runner and cheering and cheering, who is responsible for helping the athletes run and check the records, and who helps the referee team record the results.
even organized a few glasses boys who usually write good essays to write a report on their grades and handed them to the radio station to brush up on their prestige.
It's a pity that the plan can't catch up with the changes, and the competition in the games is not only on the performance of athletes, and idlers Kong Zhendong and Guo Bing were quickly arrested to fill in the gaps.
He Liang, the man with glasses, complained to Guo Bing and said, "Brother Bing, go and help, we can't get a single piece of our propaganda draft?" ”
Guo Bingqi said: "You kid tease me, you can't broadcast what you write, look for me, I'll write a ball?" ”
Kong Zhendong said with a smile: "If you can write well, you will have a future in the future!" ”
He Liang pulled Kong Zhendong and the two of them to the vicinity of the broadcasting station on the side of the rostrum, and said hurriedly: "It's not for you to write, Brother Bing, it's up to you to fight your way!" ”
Kong Zhendong was curious: "Is there such an exaggeration~Zhang~?" ”
Before he finished speaking, Kong Zhendong was stunned by the scene in front of him, students of fifty or sixty heights, short, fat and thin figures, wearing eight or nine kinds of school uniforms, surrounded the radio station.
On the broadcast station, although there are student anchors from four schools, there is only one external audio, so there is also a battle for microphones.
Kong Zhendong spent his youth with his father practicing in a sports school in his last life. Kong Zhendong in this life has stayed in the countryside of Northeast China before, and he has never seen such a big scene!
Guo Bingqi said: "In previous years, the battle report groups of several schools also fought hard, but there was no such meeting? ”
He Liang said: "It's not because of this year's Asian Games year, the leadership attaches great importance to it, in previous years, the county education committee and the sports committee came to participate in the opening ceremony, and this year it is the leader of the county and the leadership of the capital education commission, put it outside, who is not the mayor of the city!" ”
The children of the Imperial City Roots, even if they are in their early tens, are very clear about these ways!
In this year's Asian Games year, the country's enthusiasm for sports is unprecedentedly high from top to bottom. Leaders at all levels also love to participate in various sports activities.
The principals of various primary schools also hope to win the jackpot in front of the leaders of the capital this time.
If you want to be brilliant, the athletes' results are the best, but unfortunately, the results of these children are stereotyped, and the principals of each school know it, and there are no particularly brilliant seedlings. So if you want to be brilliant, you have to make a fuss about the broadcast script.
Winning the championship is naturally a celebration. But the runner-up can also send encouragement drafts. It is also a pity to be eliminated and encouraged.
Therefore, the competition in front of the broadcast station is no less popular than on the track and field.
Kong Zhendong thinks that this is probably the headline grabbing or dominating the layout in later generations.
Kong Zhendong and Guo Bing glanced at each other. What to do? I can only rush in!
He Liang organized a few glasses men to hurry up and write. Guo Bing took a piece of paper and rushed in!
Sit and rush, right thrust! Muscle man, fat girl!
After five levels and six generals, Guo Bing finally arrived at the bottom of Ye Xiaoya's broadcast station.
Jumping up with all his might, the manuscript paper was handed upwards.
I'm X, in the process of rushing forward, part of the manuscript paper has been torn off, and this fragment is useless!
Kong Zhendong learned the lesson of Guo Bing, crumpled the manuscript paper into a paper ball, and rushed towards the crowd.
Kong Zhendong didn't have Guo Bing's physique, so he could only use his dreamy steps and move forward dexterously.
If foreign table tennis masters see this, at least vomit half a liter of blood: how many days and nights of dreamy footsteps have we studied, and they are actually used on this occasion?
After killing two back and forth, Kong Zhendong and Guo Bing both succeeded and failed once, and their physical strength was almost consumed.
Kong Zhendong frowned and said: "He Liang, what you wrote is not good, we finally rushed in, and the little girl read it out, except for the school class, it is almost the same as others, and I can't remember it at all!" ”
He Liang stiffened his neck and said: "This manuscript is not all written like this, XX primary school XX class XXX, won XX in the XX just now, make persistent efforts, create good results and so on, it's all like this!" Otherwise, how do you write it? ”
Kong Zhendong was also speechless, at this time, even if he took out the classic "Grosso inherited Cannavaro, he is not fighting alone", I am afraid it will sound out of place.
"I can help with that!" It was the soldier Li Jun who said this.
The half-month military training of middle school students has ended, but on such a large-scale occasion as the intercollegiate sports meeting, their group of officers are still coordinated by the county and stayed behind to help maintain order.
Li Jun walked over, picked up a piece of manuscript paper and began to revise it, and said with a smile: "I am a correspondent for the leader of the army. In the past few years of major disarmament, the leaders said that I could not rise in rank, and insisted that I be demobilized, otherwise, I would really be reluctant to leave! ”
Kong Zhendong also noticed that Li Jun was only in his early twenties, but he was already at the level of deputy battalion. It's no wonder that the level rose quickly at a young age, and it turned out to be the person around the leader.
Li Jungai's manuscript paper was handed over, and Kong Zhendong looked at it: "Xu Xiaohui, Class 3 Xiaowu (1) of Shunyi, with vigorous steps, rushed to the finish line like a sword, buried all the records in the past, and wished him a faster future!" ”
It's not a very advanced manuscript, but at the moment, it's still enthusiastic and unique.
Kong Zhendong said with a smile: "Your pen is good, quickly change a few more articles, let's have a series of bombing!" ”
Li Jun said with a smile while revising the draft: "No matter how much I write, do you have the physical strength to hand it in?" First of all, I declare that I am a maintenance order, and it is okay to be lazy to help you write, but it is a violation of discipline to help you rush inside. ”
Guo Bing was tired of being a dog, and he also doubted that Kong Zhendong had any ability to carry out serial bombing.
Kong Zhendong said with a smile: "Originally, I couldn't help it, but when I saw Brother Jun appear, I immediately thought of it." Guo Bing, you go borrow a table tennis racket. He Liang, you only have one task. ”
He Liangqi said: "What do you want me to do?" ”
Kong Zhendong smiled mysteriously: "You rub Brother Jun's manuscript into a paper ball, it must be round enough, and it must be elastic enough!" ”
Guo Bing took the racket in place, and He Liang also made five paper balls wrong.
Li Jun said thoughtfully: "You don't want to put the paper ball on it, do you?" This is a very poor accuracy. It makes no sense to fall into the crowd! ”
Kong Zhendong smiled: "It's not like a badminton racket or a tennis racket. It's with reverse glue and sharpens it like a serve. ”
The voice fell, Kong Zhendong came to the back of the crowd, threw the paper ball high, and then slipped the ball with his backhand.
The paper ball rotated at high speed, crossed the crowd of five or six meters, and flew down on the table in front of Ye Xiaoya.
The paper ball is still spinning at high speed.
Ye Xiaoya looked up in surprise and saw Kong Zhendong raising his racket.
Ye Xiaoya smiled knowingly, immediately opened the paper ball, and broadcast it.
The first paper ball, which did not attract much attention.
But Kong Zhendong's successes immediately made the students who couldn't hand over a manuscript to each other make a loud noise.
The noise of the broadcasting station quickly attracted the attention of the leaders of the rostrum!