Chapter Twenty-Four: The Style of That Brick (Part II)
Many people don't know that throwing bricks is also a technical job, and if you want to hit the target from a long distance, skill, experience and a little luck are indispensable. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
And Mei Jianyu has such ability and self-confidence, and can accurately hit the target from dozens of meters away, because this is a unique skill he has practiced since he was a child.
Mei Jianyu is a little ruffian when he is a child, in the words of others, he is a "stinky hooligan", and he likes to bully girls the most. Often bring a few sandbags, guard in the school playground, as soon as a female classmate comes out to move, he will throw it according to the key parts of the female classmate, and watch the female classmate tremble like a flower, and has been beaten by many female classmates for this, but most of the girls are weak, and the beating is just like a mosquito bite in Mei Jianyu's opinion, and it can also have "intimate" physical contact with female classmates, Mei Jianyu don't mention how cool it is.
His ability to throw sandbags was honed over the years.
It wasn't until later that a fierce and incomparable female classmate, after being smashed by Mei Jianyu several times to the critical and sensitive parts, and after the warning was ineffective, she directly chased him with a knife used for the morning exercise of the elderly and cut eight streets, and finally saw blood, so that Mei Jianyu hung a bottle in the hospital for more than half a month, which made this little hooligan stop a lot.
The brick he threw at Song Qiu's head was fast and ruthless, and he didn't need to look at it anymore to know that Zhun Bao was a concussion, and if he was lucky, he would become a vegetative person, so it would be a big profit for Mei Jianyu.
Bricks were thrown like wind and thunder.
The crowd exclaimed.
Song Qiu had already seen Mei Jianyu's movements clearly, his expression did not move, he gently inhaled a breath of air, the sleeves of the wide sportswear were blown out without wind, and he stepped out suddenly, instantly opening up the distance from Luo Zhiyuan, who was originally neck and neck.
This sudden acceleration caused the bricks that were flying straight towards him to fall into the air.
Luo Zhiyuan saw Song Qiu rushing out, a few meters ahead of him, stunned, and the pace under his feet stagnated slightly.
As soon as the speed slowed down, the brick that was about to miss just caught up with Luo Zhiyuan, and hit him on the head with a "bang".
The brick and the head collided and shattered in half, which shows the strength.
Luo Zhiyuan's body shook, but he didn't faint. He covered the bleeding wound with his hand, glared angrily in the direction where the brick was flying, and shouted angrily, "Who did it!
The black-clothed bodyguards who secretly followed Luo Zhiyuan rushed into the crowd violently, Mei Jianyu was so frightened that he was sweating like rain, and wanted to turn around and run away, but he was afraid that the black-clothed bodyguards would see the clues, and he lost his ground for a while.
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After surpassing Luo Zhiyuan, Song Qiu had no opponent in front of him, and he took the lead in hitting the line and reaching the finish line within a few minutes.
The studio of Jiangcheng TV was silent, Ma Cheng and Feng Peipei looked at each other speechlessly, and no one expected this ending. Especially Ma Cheng, he praised Luo Zhiyuan and belittled Song Qiu, and as soon as he released some cruel words, he was slapped in the face in an instant, and he felt that his face was burning hot.
Can you win the championship if you start ten minutes late, or a young man who doesn't belong to the marathon circle, where did this god come from?
It's not just the two of them, it's a question that everyone wants to ask.
"Anyway, we still want to congratulate Song Qiu for winning the championship of this Jiangcheng Marathon. After sorting out his mood, Feng Peipei took the lead in adjusting.
“...... Congratulations, congratulations. Ma Cheng said bitterly, the mouth was like holding the indissolvable coptis, and the bitterness was boundless.
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"Oh my God, I got the message. The spectators waiting at the starting point of the marathon raised their mobile phones and shouted, "Who do you guess the champion this time is?"
"Look at your expression, isn't it Richard Jefferson?" someone asked in surprise.
"Of course not. The man holding up the phone smiled meaningfully, not saying who had won.
"Cut, what is the sale, it's not Richard Jefferson, of course it's Luo Zhiyuan. The audience who was concerned about the latest news of the marathon said self-righteously that in his opinion, the champion this time was either Richard Jefferson or Luo Zhiyuan, but he didn't expect Luo Zhiyuan's strength to be so strong, even if he started five minutes late, he could defeat the world-class celebrity.
"Neither!" The man holding the mobile phone couldn't bear it himself, and directly revealed the mystery: "It's Song Qiu! It's the kid who said he was going to leave ten minutes late!"
"What! You're not going to get fake news, are you?"
"How is it possible, you see, it's all reported on the mobile news. The man turned on the news on his phone.
"Really, my God, just the young man in King Adi and Nike shoes just now?"
"In the future, if my son who practices sports is clamoring to buy sneakers and sportswear, I will let him see this young man, and I won't believe the words in the advertisement that good sports equipment can produce good results. This is a parent exclaiming.
The old man who had made a bet with Jian Hongyu couldn't believe it when he heard the news, he looked around smartly and found that the woman in red was not nearby, so he crept down a riverside path and slipped away.
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There is a thousand-year-old locust tree in Jiangcheng, which is more than ten zhang high and more than six meters wide, and it takes dozens of people to hug it. The branches of the locust tree are luxuriant, the leaves of the emerald green and round are arranged in an uneven and orderly manner, densely packed, the pavilion is like a cover, and the end is the atmosphere is magnificent. Legend has it that after Lu Zu attained Taoism, he traveled here, stroked his young branches, and said with a smile: "I came from the north and walked 1,680 steps, and I should protect you to live enough for 1,680 years." ”
The ancient locust tree was handed down from the Tang Dynasty, and after thousands of years of war, I don't know if it is really Lu Zu's spirit, blessed and guarded, that is, when China was in trouble, the Japanese enemy plane bombed Jiangcheng into a thousand holes, and the surrounding forests were almost all burned, but this ancient locust tree was not damaged at all, and it was always unmoved.
After the opening of the Chinese country, this ancient locust tree was recognized as the city's business card by the Jiangcheng government, and several military district guards were sent to guard it all the year round, and many major activities in Jiangcheng were to be held here. The Jiangcheng Marathon over the years is no exception, all of which end at Jianning Street next to the ancient locust tree.
At the top of the ancient locust tree, which is covered with green leaves and horizontal branches, a woman in a red robe somehow avoided the guards, climbed to the top of the treetops, and was leaning against the thick trunk of the tree, looking at the marathon award ceremony at her feet.
Who is this woman not Jian Hongyu?
Jian Hongyu stood on one finger the small blue and white porcelain bowl, like an acrobat performing acrobatics, spinning the small bowl on her finger dripping and rotating.
"The last few steps are not martial arts, they should be using the Dao method, and it seems that he is a qi practitioner. Jian Hongyu said to herself: "It's interesting, I can't see the source of the exercises, I don't know which junior it is." ”
She turned her head and saw the sneaky old man in the crowd who wanted to sneak away from a distance, smiled, and the beautiful smile made the surrounding green leaves dim for a moment, and said softly: "If you lose the bet, you want to pay the bill?"