Fog Era

Director Xin is even more silly.

The director of the Provincial Sports Committee who has never seen him directly, this time chatted with him very cordially and enthusiastically. Even the director of the Provincial Sports Commission is not the protagonist. A leader who is not a low-ranking leader from the State Sports General Administration is equally amiable when talking with Director Xin.

As the competition progressed, as Shi Tiexin participated in more projects, this enthusiasm became more and more intense.

Until, Director Xin asked a question.

"The national sports team is about to go to the Olympic Games. Leader, look, can you fight for the opportunity to let Tiexin catch up with this opportunity?"

"This..." The expression of the head of the General Administration Slightly changed.

Director Xin excitedly said: "This is a great opportunity to lead! As long as the iron heart is on the international arena, that one hundred percent can win glory for the country, and it will surely be scared witless of those foreigners! when the time comes, who dares to say that our Chinese people are weak and weak? Who dare to look down on the sports career of our Donghua country?!"

That was Shi Tiexin participating in the Javelin project.

As the leaders of the General Administration watched the javelin upward and upward, they gradually became excited.

But with the inevitable downward movement of the javelin and thrust into the ground, the head of the General Administration finally calmed down, and finally said ambiguously: "Xiaoxin, you have cultivated such a sports talent for the country. It’s really hard for you..."

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On Monday, Fengming No. 1 Middle School was still in class, and Ling Xing saw that he had rushed to the broadcasting station and quickly turned on the broadcasting equipment. , Loudly said to the microphone: "Teachers, all students!"

Classmates——

Classmates——

Broadcast sound on campus Reverberating in the middle, every student in the classroom, every teacher in the office, stopped their activities after hearing the broadcast, and lifted the head to look towards the window.

"The final news is sent back from the front line of the game!" In the campus radio station, Ling Xing saw the press release, both eyes were shining: "After three days of hard work, our school Sports athletes have achieved very impressive results in the North Jiangsu Provincial Games!"

"Our school sports team has performed in ten events including the men’s 100-meter and 110-meter hurdles. , Won the provincial championship!"

"Among them, men's javelin, discus, shot put, long jump, high jump, set a new national record in five events, setting a new national record!"

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At this moment, all the students buzzed and discussed, and the originally silent campus suddenly became as noisy as a vegetable market.

But the teachers did not stop it, because they were also excited about the discussion, and everyone wanted to vent their emotions.

"And in the men’s 100 meters, men’s 400 meters, men’s 1,500 meters, men’s 5,000 meters, and men’s 110 meters hurdles, Shi Tiexin," Ling Xing saw took a deep breath, and then loudly said: "Break the world record!"

"Wow!" The scream burst out instantly, deafening, and swept the entire campus.

Ling Xing in the studio heard the boiling sound outside. She looked up and saw the stationmaster teacher constantly gesturing to her to calm her emotions. She gasped hard and gasped again, trying to suppress the boiling emotions, preparing for an accurate and objective report.

But when the mouth is open, when facing the microphone, all the forcibly suppressed emotions explode after all. Seeing that Ling Xing snapped his speech, he grabbed the microphone and let out a shout: "teachers, classmates, we don’t have to bow our heads in front of foreigners in Donghua country anymore! Our own man, stand up It's—!"

When the foreign bus drove to the gate of the school, what Shi Tiexin heard was the joy of the school.

The Elite Class and the teachers of the key classes kept the students in the classroom firmly and strictly prohibited students from going out to prevent trampling and chaos after a large number of students gathered. The students can only stick their heads out of every window, and the people from far away point to this side and shout loudly.

Where did the trash class hustlers care about what the teacher said, they rushed out a long time ago and huffed around. Someone took the lead, so students in other classes couldn't help but follow suit. Nearly a thousand students were immediately blocked at the school gate, so that the bus could not enter the school gate at all.

Shi Tiexin walked out of the car door, and there was an even louder cheer outside.

Liu Shufeng rushed up and hugged Shi Tiexin's leg, trying to lift him up to the sky. But he hugged twice, his face flushed, and he didn't move.

Zhou Xiong also rushed up and hugged the other leg, working hard with Liu Shufeng from left to right. But Shi Tiexin took root under his feet, and the two of them still shook the tree.

The two closed their hands in embarrassment, and they could only eagerly pat Shi Tiexin's shoulder. Other students also stretched out their hands, wanting to pat and touch the idol's body.

Shi Tiexin doesn't quite understand why these students are so enthusiastic.

In the main world line, victory or defeat is a personal matter. People admire powerhouse and admire powerhouse, but generally speaking, they don't oversee the winners.

But the students here are different. Their eyes are so bright, they look at themselves as if they are watching a triumphant hero.

Have I done anything worthy of their admiration?

Shi Tiexin doesn't understand, but he feels this fiery atmosphere, and his heart can't help but warm.

"Students, don’t squeeze, don’t be messy, and avoid trampling." The voice of Ling Xingjian resounded on the campus radio station. At this time, only the school’s loudspeaker could do something: "Everyone Don't get too excited. Student Shi won't go anywhere. Everyone can see him every day, so you don't need to be busy asking for autographs."

The crowd is no longer crowded.

"Everyone evacuate some, and let the athletes who return home in triumphant victory go home!"

The crowd let out a way.

The voice of Ling Xingjian has a wonderful appeal. A few simple sentences will eliminate many possible dangers invisible, and Shi Tiexin has a greater understanding of the power of rhetoric.

Looking at the eager classmates on both sides, Shi Tiexin strode forward and walked into the gate of Fengming No. 1 Middle School.

"Big, brother, iron!"

"Big, brother, iron!"

"Big, brother, iron!"

Whether it is a trash class or an Elite Class, the chanting voices resounded across the sky.

Ling Xingjian looked through the window of the radio station. What she saw was awe-inspiring, her eyes shining brightly. Fang Qingjue looked through the Elite Class window. What she saw was calm and determined, and she was secretly nodded.

Shi Tiexin himself, one after another, his eyes focused on him, and a cheer rang in his ears. He saw it, but saw his own vision system.

Godsend golden light smelting liquid: 520 points.

The level of the North Jiangsu Provincial Games is higher, and each item is given more. The ten items give a total of 380 golden light points. In addition to the remaining one hundred and forty points, five golden-bright and dazzling tickets are stacked together. This world line is really a treasure for me to brush golden light!

More than five hundred points of golden light, what else is bicycle, and the free method is entirely a matter of sprinkling water!

By the way, isn’t it about to start the Olympic Games?

It is understood that the Olympic Games is the most influential and competitive sports event in this world. If you can win the championship in the Olympics, wouldn't it be rich?

No, no, I have to quickly ask about the Olympic Games.