Chapter 25 Inspirational Theater for the Disabled

A few wisps of autumn wind leaked through the dense foliage, and Jian Hongyu, dressed in a bright red robe and fluttering, like a celestial person, jumped directly from the canopy of the tree without shocking the world. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

She reached out and took out a wad of brand-new bills from her wide sleeve pocket, and counted them no more, no less, exactly ten thousand.

The corners of Jian Hongyu's lips turned up and said, "It's not bad that this 10,000 can be exchanged for a water show." ā€

The slender jade-white fingers flicked upward, and the unrestrained red banknotes flew all over the sky.

Jian Hongyu showed a lazy look between her eyebrows, but the fingers of her right hand poked out like lightning, quickly writing something into the empty air.

A green glow bloomed on the fingertips, leaving traces wherever the fingers passed.

In just a moment, the cyan strokes that seemed to be scribbled at random converged into a talisman.

It is the secret technique on Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the Heavenly Master Rune!

The talisman shimmered in the air, like a beating heart.

Suddenly, the green mangs dispersed, and the talisman disappeared suddenly.

A gust of wind was set off where the talisman disappeared.

The wind chased the falling bills, making them rattle.

"Pick up money~"

I didn't see Jian Hongyu raise her voice, and the voice spread like this.

There was an instant commotion in the crowd of people, who were almost as small as ants.

"Look, a lot of money!" someone shouted as he pointed to the red banknote that Jian Hongyu had thrown down.

"Pick up the money, pick up the money!"

Someone in the crowd was flushed with excitement.

A group of people chased after the banknotes in the direction where they were scattered.

The place where the money flew was the direction in which the old man had slipped away.

The old man walked secretly on the remote riverside path, thinking that he was unaware.

Suddenly, there was a commotion of noise, the sound getting closer and louder, and the old man looked back and was dumbfounded.

A crowd of people swarmed in, like an unstoppable wave, straight for where he stood.

"Hey, what are you going to do! There are old people here, pay attention to ......" Before the old man could finish his words, he was rushed aside by the crowd with only red money in their eyes.

The trail was covered with slippery dirt, and the old man was stumbled and squeezed down the dirt road, unsteady, slipping under his feet, and rolling into the lake with a grunt.

"Help! Gollum...... Help! Gollum...... Save...... Gollum ......"

The old man struggled desperately in the water and cried for help, and for a while he didn't know how many mouthfuls of river water he had poured down.

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In the Jiangcheng studio, Feng Peipei broadcast with a complicated face.

"Two hours, twelve minutes and eight seconds. ā€

"It's not a great result or the best result of the year. But if you know that this time was achieved ten minutes after a late start, you will understand how terrible it is. If you deduct the ten minutes of departure that night, then the world record that had been in the dust for many years has been broken today. ā€

"Song Qiu, an athlete that no one has ever heard of before today. ā€

But today, if you don't know his name, it only means that you are not a qualified marathon enthusiast. ā€

"He is no longer just the hope of our marathon in China, but the future of the whole world marathon!"

Ma Cheng sat next to him without saying a word or refuting.

How to refute?

The 10 minutes that people opened were a new world record!

Even if you don't cut those ten minutes, this result also broke the record of the Jiangcheng Marathon.

That's strength.

Make you irrefutable strength!

The broadcast screen cuts to the award ceremony.

The process of the award ceremony went quickly, and when the mayor of Jiangcheng City awarded Song Qiu a heavy trophy and a reward of 10,000 yuan, the smiling mayor patted Song Qiu's shoulder heavily to show encouragement.

This was followed by the regular on-site press conference.

"May I ask you Song Qiu, you are not well-known before, you have never participated in any marathon events, and you are not even a professional athlete registered by the National Sports Bureau, why did you win the championship in one fell swoop when you participated as an amateur this time?" a reporter raised his hand and asked.

"Uh...... Because I study hard and make progress every day?" Song Qiu scratched his head.

"Huh?"

"I grew up in the remote mountainous area of Bashu, and I had to walk five hours back and forth to school every day, so in order to save time, I ran back and forth, and over time, I ran faster and faster. Song Qiu opened his mouth and began to make up nonsense, although he is indeed a Bashu person, but he can't get along with the remote mountainous areas, oh, no, there are indeed a lot of mountains, but they are not remote at all. Although it's not good to make up nonsense, it's impossible for him to say that he has met a god and his body has become different from that of mortals, right? If he dares to say this, the medical car parked next to the track will directly tie you up and send you to Qingshan Mental Hospital.

A sensual female reporter sat in the audience and listened to Song Qiu's answer, she didn't know what she thought, her eyes were full of tears, she covered her mouth and sobbed quietly: "It's so touching, what a disabled fighter." ā€

When Song Qiu heard this, his eyes widened like a bulging goldfish.

Hey, hey, miss, you're running a string of games, what kind of fighter with a disability, that's the Paralympic Games next door, I'm an inspirational little story of people who are endless......

Mayor Jiangcheng sat next to Song Qiu, and he patted Song Qiu's shoulder again as if encouraging, and praised: "Young man, you are very good. ā€

The audience burst into warm applause at the right time.

The interview continued in a warm and friendly atmosphere, and soon came to the last question.

The question was asked by a reporter from the Chuhe Daily.

When the mayor of Jiangcheng heard the name of this newspaper, he deliberately glanced at it more, this newspaper is the industry of Yuantu Group and has a lot of influence in Jiangcheng.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song, but I might have to ask a more intimate and personal question. The young reporter came up very politely and said very politely.

"It's okay, excuse me. Song Qiu nodded.

"I received news here that you were expelled from Jiangcheng University, and it is said that you usually behave well, but you were expelled because you offended the people in power in the school?" the young reporter said in surprise, shocking those around him.

Jiangcheng University is the best university in Jiangcheng and even in the entire Central China region, if such a scandal really occurs, it will be a huge blow to the prestige of Jiangcheng, Jiangcheng University, and even the entire education circle of Huaxia!

Song Qiu was stunned, he didn't expect someone to ask such a question at this time.

He tilted his head and thought for a moment, then replied, "Yes." ā€

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Mei Jianyu wanted to hide in the crowd and escape, but he did not escape the search of the black-clothed bodyguards whose eyes were sharper than the goshawk.

Mei Jianyu, whose legs were weak, was framed by two big men in front of Luo Zhiyuan, who had just bandaged his wounds.

Luo Zhiyuan slapped Mei Jianyu's pale face vigorously and asked viciously, "You say, how should I repay you?"