"Good morning, audience friends! This is the scene of the 72nd National College Kendo Competition in Dieli, and I am the commentator Mu Yinze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now the Guanyue Gymnasium is playing the first round of the individual competition. The 100 players who stood out in the first round have all entered the field, and the battle is about to start. My colleagues and I will accompany you throughout the entire journey to enjoy this kendo event.

The number of commentators in this tournament has reached an unprecedented 247, and more than one team is in charge of commenting for each game, so you can choose your favorite channel to listen to it with your glasses. And don't miss the commentary on the main channel, where my partner and I will choose the best scenes from 50 matches based on the results of the real-time voting.

Okay, without further ado, let's turn our attention to the highest-voted competition at the moment - Long Ming, the leader of the kendo club of Yuxun University of Technology, against Lin Tianshen, the leader of the kendo club of Kulomadi University. ”

The waste wood commentator took over the conversation: "We can see that in the face of Long Ming, the invincible kendo genius in the last competition, Lin Tianshen's expression was quite solemn, and he cautiously approached Long Ming. Well, Lin Tianshen was asking for Long Ming's phone number, and Long Ming kicked him over with an expressionless face......"

On the screen, Long Ming kicked Lin Tianshen to the ground and stomped on his stomach, and her fanatical fans on the viewing platform stood up and waved flags, cheering, and the referees who were frightened by this tragic scene tried to go up and pull the fight, and the scene was extremely lively.

"Ahem, in view of the stalemate between Long Ming and Lin Tianshen, let's take a look at the second-ranked match first."

The waste wood commentator took out the handkerchief he bought after the first battle to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead, and was ready to quickly cut the picture to the duel between Qin Xin and Gao Ride, he looked down at the small picture in the studio, and quickly understood the reason why the number of votes in this game soared at a terrible rate.

Amid the whistles in the gymnasium, Gao Ride, who threw away the bamboo sword and stripped off his protective gear, was calmly taking off his uniform from the kendo club of Yisi University. Yes, the sensor protector can be taken off on its own, even though no one has ever done so in previous competitions.

Do you just want to see people undressing on the main screen? The scrapwood narrator roared angrily at the voters in his heart.

Fortunately, it was not difficult for the organizers to manipulate the voting results, and the waste wood commentary quickly brought a bloody mainstream showdown to the top.

Gao Ride obviously didn't take off his clothes for the sake of being live, and the uniform was quickly thrown to the ground, but unfortunately he also wore a nondescript No. 9 jersey under the uniform, which was obviously a few years old, the fabric was white and yellow, and the cuffs and hem were full of threads.

He kicked the protective gear components scattered under his feet out of the ring, leaving only the helmet, and then picked up the gray-white bamboo sword and folded it into two sections and inserted it into the ring, about seven meters between the two broken swords, almost the width of a football goal.

After doing all this, Gao Ride turned to Qin Xin and said, "I heard that you used to be a forest ranger. ”

Qin Xin nodded, this matter is not a secret, most of the swordsmen from Dongming Forestry University are forest rangers.

"I used to be a member of the football club." Gozhde's toes lifted the helmet on the ground and it shook like a football. After finding his senses, he dribbled the ball and ran in a small area in the ring, pulled the ball horizontally, made a sharp stop with the ball, and rolled his helmet quickly, but never left the small circle under his feet, as if attracted by some kind of magnetic force. He hadn't played in a long time, but his footwork wasn't rusty, and he could even be called skillful. Something that has been put a lot of effort into is not so easy to forget.

Qin Xin stared at Gao Ride for a while, then raised his hand to call the referee outside the sideline of the ring and said, "Referee, the opposing player is obviously playing handsome, I request to change the forest venue to perform my outstanding forest movement skills." ”

The referee looked at him badly: "Are you sure this is a reasonable request from the player?" ”

Qin Xin raised his voice: "The opposite side broke the sword used in the game, and took off the protective helmet to kick the ball, you didn't say anything for a long time, are you sure this is a reasonable performance of the referee?" ”

The referee opened his mouth, but couldn't find a reasonable answer for a while, so he simply ignored him.

At this time, Gao Ride ran over and ran around Qin Xin with the ball dribbling. After going around twice, he dribbled back and forth in front of Qin Xin again, his upper body dangling exaggeratedly, performing various feints, and a tanuki face flickered far and near.

"You look manic, Old Qin." He ran around Qin Xin again, "I'm experienced in a hundred battles, it's normal to be relaxed on the field, are you so manic, are you sick?" ”

Qin Xin said word by word: "This is a kendo competition." ”

Gao Ride smiled: "I know this is a kendo competition, but some people don't know." I was also told that as long as I completed the task, no one would care what I did in the game. You see, I ran over, I ran over, I ran over again......" He lowered his head and dribbled, jumped left and right, and finally returned to Qin Xin, "Are you afraid?" ”

"Lao Qin, I've seen a lot of people like you, what kind of competitive spirit is you talking about with righteousness, if I don't hold a sword, you won't take advantage of people's danger. I just don't hold a sword, are you afraid? I ask you, are you afraid?! Gao Ride suddenly shouted in his throat, a strong volley, the helmet with the wind is the cold face of the referee outside the field, this person's face seems to be very elastic, and the helmet bounced back to Gao Ride's feet.

"I'm sorry, I saw that your expression was too serious, so I couldn't help but kick it." Gao Ride turned his head and covered his face and knelt on the ground as if he was about to roll the referee explained.

"Pick up the sword." There was a dangerous sound behind him like a ticking time bomb pointer.

Gao Ride turned his head and saw Qin Xin's angry eyes as he wished.

"Pick up the balls."

The green field was scorched by the blazing sun, and the No. 9, who had a single chance in the last game but took the ball all the way out of the sideline, lowered his head and approached the coach in the shadow of the corner.

"Who told you to grab the ball?" The coach stretched his neck, his face pressed to the tip of No. 9's nose, and with a loud question, the heat and smell in his mouth conspired to make an impact, "How many times have I told you before you go on the court, you just need to use your ability to make them foul and punish the opponent's main force!" What ball do you grab? Now that you've lost the game, are you satisfied? ”

No. 9's hands holding the ball were trembling slightly: "Coach, this is a football game." ”

The coach sneered: "Heh, football? You think you made it to the school team by kicking the ball? Tell me about football? What are you! He pushed No. 9's shoulder hard, and No. 9 was caught off guard and the soccer ball he was holding fell to the ground.

The sun was scorching on the back of his neck, and No. 9 stepped on the turf to leave the green field step by step, an inexplicable thirst made his throat smoke, and then a cold breath stopped not far in front of him.

A middle-aged man in a blue tracksuit handed him half a popsicle.

"Little ghost, do you want to play kendo?"

He took the half of the popsicle in a daze, it was ...... New to PE teachers?