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Time in the swimming pool seems to have frozen.

In the audience of Jinghai University, many people's mocking and sneering expressions stiffened on their faces, like a vivid wax statue.

No one could have imagined this outcome.

Even Liu Yang didn't expect it.

No one knows what words to use to describe this situation.

Marvel?

No, the word seems too prosaic to describe the magic and greatness of this reversal.

The news reporter in charge of covering the game bit his glasses and thought for a long time, and finally hesitated to type a word on his laptop - against the sky.

Hao Baicun's eyes were about to pop out.

According to him, only the world's best swimmers can catch up to the 20-meter gap within 100 meters.

What is the best swimmer in the world?

It's the kind of player who has a chance to win gold at the Olympics.

He didn't know what was wrong in between.

Or are you still dreaming?

pinched his thigh hard, and Hao Baicun, who was swishing and inhaling the cold air, desperately found that this was the reality.

In fact, his estimate was not wrong.

It takes the world's best athletes to surpass one of the country's top college swimmers by 20 meters in 100 meters, and Hao Bocun underestimated his athletes.

In today's race, for example, Song Qiu swam a staggering 47.18 seconds to complete the 100 meters.

What does this time mean?

So far, the world record in the men's 100m freestyle is 46.91 seconds, while the Asian record is only 47.65 seconds.

This is a result that is close to the world record and far exceeds the Asian record!

The most important thing is that Song Qiu's swimming style is still a dog planing style that is inefficient!

It's a pity that there are not many TV stations for the University Games, and there are many key events today, so this game is not broadcast live, not even video, and the referee of the technical station responsible for recording the results only records the final total results, so although many people feel strange and think that Song Qiu's speed is too fast, they don't know how long Song Qiu really took to do so.

Song Qiu put his arms on the edge of the pool wall, and with a whoosh, his body dehydrated and jumped onto the shore.

Taking the swim towel handed over by the assistant, Song Qiu draped it on his back.

Walked under the stands of the spectator at Jinghai University and calmly looked up at them.

Suddenly, Song Qiu suddenly raised his arms, his eyes were proud, and although he was under the stands, he was like a king in King's Landing, looking down on his subjects.

How's it going, losers?

There I am.

Invincibility!

In the face of Song Qiu's provocative actions, the audience at Jinghai University was silent. The scolding and boos that had never stopped before suddenly disappeared as Song Qiu took the lead in hitting the line to win the championship, as if someone had sealed their mouths with duct tape.

In the audience, someone couldn't stand Song Qiu's eyes and this weird atmosphere, and stood up and left with a blushing face.

Like dominoes, as the first person left, more and more people stood up, glared at Song Qiu hatefully, and left the table angrily without saying a word.

Suddenly, there were only scattered spectators left in the auditorium of Jinghai University.

Seeing this scene, Referee Qin, who had been shocked and stunned, barely remembered his duties as a referee, worried that Song Qiu's actions would trigger a mass incident, coughed twice, walked to Liu Yang's side, and reminded: "Coach Liu, it's time for your players to go to the podium to receive the award." ”

Liu Yang screamed excitedly as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and rushed towards Song Qiu.

The other team members and staff of Jiangcheng University also seemed to wake up suddenly, followed Liu Yang to open his arms, and rushed towards Song Qiu.

"Champions, we are champions!"

Liu Yang hugged Song Qiu and shouted excitedly.

A group of people swarmed over and gathered around Song Qiu.

I don't know who shouted "Lift up", including Liu Yang, everyone lifted Song Qiu in the air.

"One, two, three!"

Song Qiu was thrown high.

"Champion!"

Song Qiu laughed and fell from the sky and fell into the hands of everyone.

"One, two, three!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Qiu was thrown up again.

"Champion!"

Members of the Jiangcheng University swimming team shouted.

"Champion!"

In the stands, students from Jiangcheng University also joined the swimming team in the audience, shouting loudly, and the shouts shook the stadium.

"Champion!"

In addition to Jinghai University, other audiences were also infected by this warm atmosphere, and they were even more shocked and admired by the miracle reversal created by Song Qiu, and chanted loudly in the tune of Jiangcheng University, and the audience in the natatorium was boiling!

"Champion!"

"Champion!"

"Champion!"

The audience shouted like crazy.

The incessant applause, screams, and cheers almost knocked off the roof.

Song Qiu was in the air, spreading his arms and shouting, "We are the champions!"

The scene of Jiangcheng University's celebration fell in Hao Baicun's eyes, his face was like a rusty blade, blue and yellow, very ugly.

He suddenly remembered the bet with Liu Yang, and his face became even more ugly.

With a flick of his sleeves, he turned around and walked out, not planning to attend the next award ceremony at all.

In addition to not wanting to face the fate of the loser, he wanted to avoid Liu Yang more often.

Fortunately, there are also solo matches.

Hao Baicun thought so.

But when he thought of Song Qiu's shocking reversal, Hao Baicun's face was covered with a heavy haze.

......

......

On a hill not far from Jinguan Academy, the old man in sheepskin and fur that Meng Ziqing had once met stared at the very thick and old sandalwood chessboard on the stone table, and gently pulled out a sunspot from the chess box.

The middle finger and index finger held the frosted chess piece in the air, the old man frowned, thought for a long time, looked up at the flowing clouds on the horizon and the lush green Qingcheng Mountain under the flowing clouds, and finally made up his mind and slapped the chess pieces heavily on the chessboard.

"One hundred and seventeenth son, thirteenth of thirteen. The old man straightened his back, looked down at the chessboard with satisfaction, and said to himself, "Well, that's right, it seems that they should be on this step." ”

It is very strange that he is playing chess by himself, but he seems to be helping others to fall.

If Meng Ziqing was here, she would have seen that this game of chess was the game where she dropped the chess pieces that day, but for some reason, it was replayed by this old man in a sheepskin coat in Jinguan City, thousands of miles away.

The old man looked at Qingcheng Mountain again, and said with an indifferent expression: "This move is not good, nor can it be regarded as bad, Jiang Fenghan, how should you deal with it?"

He turned his gaze to the direction of the Jinguan Academy, narrowed his eyes, and said softly, "In order to balance the strength of both of you, I have specially matched you with a good partner." ”