The football turmoil did not cause a big public opinion at home and abroad, which made His Majesty Zhu Fugui very pleased.

This shows that the propaganda mouth that pulled a handful of and urine back then has matured.

On the invisible front that the Son of Heaven personally supervised back then, now the comrades of the Daming Rites Department and Jinyiwei can already take charge alone.

So the Daming men's football team returned home in the Olympic Games, and this matter has passed.

Zhu Fugui focused his energy on other projects.

In the indiscriminate fighting match, Daming's seeded fighter Huang Feihong lived up to expectations, winning ten out of ten fights and submitting his opponent nine times, becoming the first world-class martial arts champion in human history.

The photo of him riding on a foreigner with a weight of 200 pounds and his big fist falling like raindrops is called one of the masterpieces of this Olympic Games.

However, in interviews with Chinese and foreign media such as [Voice of Daming] and [London Reuters], Huang Feihong modestly said that he is definitely not worthy of the title of "the strongest man on earth".

He said: "Everyone will encounter mountains on the road of growth, some peaks you know you can climb with hard work, but some peaks will forever be called the unbearable weight of your life."

And Mr. Li Chunfa is such an insurmountable mountain for me.

Maybe I could only have succeeded with a small surgery, but I don't think competitive sports are all I have in life. ”

Such a humble and appropriate answer won the applause of the audience.

His magnetic Yuepu was also transmitted to the other side of the ocean through transoceanic radio waves, which is called a business card of "Daming Power".

Another Olympic highlight, the men's 100-meter race, came to an end.

Hong Tianfu, a player from Lahua, won the gold medal with a time of 12 seconds.

This result was 0.2 seconds ahead of the second-place Daming player Wu Peng, and the third-place Briton Sheikyi was 0.5 seconds.

Of course, there is no time-lapse camera technology these days, so there is no way to be too precise about the results.

However, on the photo of crossing the line, the image of Hong Tianfu, who has long hair, taking the lead in hitting the line, is still very clear.

Zhu Fugui really didn't expect that Hong Xiuquan's brother's son could run so well.

Zhu Fugui thought that running fast was the tradition of the old Zhu family.

But if you think about it carefully, the foot strength of the old Zhao family is not much worse than that of the old uncle Yongli.

Aixin Jueluo's few people are also quite sloppy.

I also pity my old uncle Chongzhen for being too good-looking, taking root under his feet, and letting his ancestors hang himself with him.

It seems that running fast is also a necessary skill to be an emperor.

However, Zhu Fugui, as the son of this year's big tomorrow, no longer needs to practice low-level things like running.

In addition to football, Zhu Fugui also signed himself up for the men's 200-meter freestyle and 50-kilometer cycling competitions at this Olympic Games.

Escaping by land, riding a bicycle, encountering a river, and swimming are essential skills for home travel.

Of course, there are deeper reasons for choosing these two projects.

Swimming is a big hobby of Zhu Fugui.

Zhu Fugui is a person with a wide range of hobbies.

For example, I like to eat caramel-colored braised pork and read books on the side of the road......

Another is that I like to swim the Mississippi River in the winter.

Every winter, Zhu Fugui has to go to Xinyu for winter swimming, which can be regarded as an elegant thing to enjoy with the people.

This contest is for the same purpose.

And swimming is no better than running.

The Daming athletes who participated in the competition did not have to worry about being over the long live.

After all, freestyle is such a big wave, it is good to barely see the side lane, and it is basically impossible to see the movement of Banzai Ye.

This can be regarded as relieving some pressure on the Daming players.

Swimming is about participation, but cycling, Zhu Fugui is bound to win the championship.

Although the Ming Dynasty is called an empire on four wheels by foreign countries, bicycles are still the first choice for most workers to commute to and from work, so bicycles can be regarded as the quintessence of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Fugui is confident that he will win this gold medal because he has special cycling skills.

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On the day of the 200-meter freestyle competition, countless spectators gathered by the open-air swimming pool of Sun Moon Stadium.

Naturally, there are no standard pools in this era.

It is a cement pond, then covered with mosaic tiles and filled with disinfected tap water.

And it's not a standard pool length of 50 meters, so it's dug 200 meters directly.

Anyway, in today's Silicon Valley Olympic Village, there are not many other things, but there are many empty spaces.

Emperor Daming's personal participation in the competition obviously aroused strong interest from journalists and spectators in the East and the West.

Brother Abdul, who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, also came to join in the fun.

He wore a pair of black trousers, revealing a mixed fermented wort belly, a beard with chest hair, and then asked the deceased to wrap himself in a beautiful headscarf with a tarpaulin.

And Zhu Fugui is not so particular.

As soon as they appeared, the shiny eight-pack abs, solid and reliable pectoral muscles, and the looming huge things all led the scene to resound with the screams of European ladies: "OMG! ”

As the referee's whistle sounded, the eight participating athletes jumped into the water.

Zhu Fugui swam forward with all his strength.

Although the body transformed by special light is not as perverted as Lao Li, it also makes Zhu Fugui, who often stays all night, drinks excessively, eats lazy, and never exercises, has an athlete-like physical fitness.

He slapped the water desperately, stirring up a large number of waves.

I don't know how long I swam, Zhu Fugui slapped on the hard tile, and then I knew that the swim was over.

Hurriedly smacked his fingers underwater, it really hurt so much.

This startled the lifeguards on the shore.

They were highly nervous throughout the whole process, and they were afraid that the Long Live Lord would sink.

Fortunately, Banzai Ye quickly came out of the water.

Drops of crystal sweat in the sunset, across the perfect body, look like diamonds.

It wasn't until this time that Zhu Fugui knew that he had actually won the silver medal!

The first place is Zhang Shun, a Daming athlete, probably because the name is good, this young man has extraordinary strength, and he is one and a half ahead of Zhu Fugui and touches the wall.

The young man was delighted and surprised.

Zhu Fugui immediately stepped forward to congratulate him and gave him a bear hug.

However, soon, Zhu Fugui discovered something speechless.

The game was eight people......

There is no third runner-up......

Looking up, several other athletes were dragged aside for cardiopulmonary resuscitation!

One of the guys with a head wrapped around his head was already like a shroud, revealing black hair all over his body, and his stomach was like Dong Zhuo, who was almost a sky lantern, who else could it be if he wasn't his dear Abdul brother?

Fortunately, Abdul was pressed twice on the stomach, spit out a large mouthful of water, and slowly regained consciousness.

After asking the staff, Zhu Fugui understood what was going on.

It turned out that when he was swimming with his head covered, the scene was in serious chaos for a while.

First, the black runners of the Taipingi country in lane 3 were the first to start fluttering and sinking to the bottom.

Then, the Tongliao Mongolian runner in lane 5 also had leg cramps, and Xia Ji swam for eight times.

The Tinjnis in lane 3 caught the Swede in lane 2 and refused to let go after two Gustav fists.

And the Mongolian players in Tongliao were not to be outdone, a mandarin duck scissor foot coiled the buoyancy of the big belly, and the old brother Abdul who rowed forward with a good swim.

The drowning manpower is very powerful.

What's more, the Mongols had a natural blood suppression of the caliphate.

Abdul was strangled by the scissors and couldn't break free even though he spit out the grape juice overnight.

Fortunately, at this time, the power of money clanged.