Shocking! This student is phenomenal!

Chapter 407 The Mantis Bullies the Cicada, Su Jiang Follows Behind

They actually said our cafeteria doesn't even eat pigs. Don't they know I have tens of thousands of yuan in the cafeteria?

How am I supposed to eat this?

Are all the college and graduate students in our country worse than pigs?

But those few people from South Korea were still muttering to themselves:

"Don't even mention how good the food is. I feel like all the middle-aged women in these cafeterias have Parkinson's disease. Their hands shake so badly that a big spoonful of food can be shaken down to just a tiny bit."

"What? I also discovered that as long as they call those older women 'sister,' their hands stop shaking. Could this be some kind of miraculous treatment for Parkinson's disease in China?"

"How could that be? I heard that in Mandarin, 'older sister' means 'unnie'."

"Bullshit! Those old ladies are all so old, how could they be unnies! It must be some kind of speech therapy; Chinese medicine is amazing."

"That makes sense! Let's go back and try it. My grandma had Parkinson's."

Then a group of Koreans, speaking broken Mandarin, started calling each other "sister."

This left Ding Cheng and his mother, along with the group of Koreans, somewhat bewildered.

Are these guys out of their minds?

They called each other "sister" so happily.

Korean men really do have some flaws. My idol Su Jiang is much better—handsome, sunny, and full of manly spirit.

With her eyes glazed over, she placed another large piece of king crab leg on Su Jiang's plate: "Su Jiang, eat more!"

Ding Cheng was speechless. He had to tell his dad about his mom and Uncle Wang today!

Su Jiang nodded and calmly continued eating the king crab's large hoof.

Anyway, someone will pay for it.

"Why not eat it if it's free?" he thought, and handed Lin Wanqing a crab leg as well.

But his ears were always on these people from the Korean country.

I want to know what they came to Kyoto for.

Finally, when we were halfway through the meal...

These kimchi dishes touched on some key points.

"What place do you think we can get in this year's Asian University 100-meter Sprint Championships?"

"The top three are definitely secure. Right now, Asia is mainly dominated by China. Japan can compare with us, but the other smaller countries don't have any outstanding people."

"That's true, but the prize money is really big if we get first place this time. I kind of want to get first place."

"Well, the strength of China and Japan should not be underestimated."

As they talked, some of them began to look worried.

Suddenly, one of them slapped the table in surprise.

"I've got an idea!"

"What method?" The others crowded around, asking curiously.

"That's definitely a good idea."

The man continued to pique the interest, speaking with a smug expression.

"Tell me, tell me!" The rest of the kimchi were also tempted and their hearts were itching.

"I ask you, isn't the prize money for first place significantly higher than that for second and third place?"

"Yes! The prize money for first place is more than ten times higher! It's said that some tycoon got carried away and came in to motivate everyone to win first place."

"Yes, in the past, when our South Korean country participated in competitions, we always came in second or third place; we never got first place. There's a reason why they motivate us like this."

Hearing everyone chattering, the one who had been eating kimchi earlier, looking rather smug, said:

"Yeah, that's great! Why don't we just give up on second and third place and create a number one from among us?"

"How was this made?"

Everyone was immediately dumbfounded.

Everyone wins the race based on their own ability, so how do we know that?

"Hehe, you guys don't understand the essence of sports in our South Korea: it's about using a group of people to block other teams' top athletes, helping one of our own athletes break through!"

"During the group stage, everyone should try to disrupt those outstanding players from China and Japan."

"There's a Chinese idiom called 'Tian Ji's Horse Racing,' and I think we can use that too! For example, we have eight or nine sprinters participating in the race."

"Then let's use four or five of our players who have the least chance of making it to the finals to disrupt others during the group stage and semi-finals."

"For example, deliberately starting prematurely disrupts someone else's rhythm and mindset, or even tempts them to start prematurely as well. Isn't that like replacing someone else's best horse with our worst one?"

After this person's explanation, everyone immediately understood:

"oh!"

"I'm familiar with this move. When we're figure skating, don't our skaters always have long legs?"

"Even though we might get scolded, with a bonus of more than ten times the amount, if we split it among ourselves, each of us can get a large sum of money!"

"Damn, I should get plastic surgery! I want to turn myself into a handsome guy!"

"Brother, with your looks, this money isn't enough. You need at least five more bonuses like this."

The people from South Korea burst into laughter as they spoke.

It feels like all that money is beckoning to them this time.

The group toasted each other, ate meat heartily, and were having a great time.

Su Jiang and his group were getting annoyed by the noise.

Ding Cheng's mother was utterly disgusted: "These Korean idiots, they eat like they're at a market, as if this is some kind of street food stall!"

Su Jiang quietly pondered their conversation. It seemed that something different was about to happen at this All-Asian University Games.

I just don't know where the competition will be held.

Since I've overheard it, I should intervene a little.

Chinese people cannot suffer losses.

Su Jiang was already very disgusted by the last Winter Olympics.

None of these female and male contestants from South Korea are serious.

His hands are incredibly black.

Perhaps this time I should double-cross them.

Anyway, these idiots from South Korea don't know that they are fluent in 13 languages.

When they say something, I can understand it completely.

So, originally they were in the shadows while China was in the light, but now it's different; I'm in the shadows while you Korean dogs are in the light.

I'll smear you bunch of bastards!

The mantis bullies the cicada, while I, Su Jiang, am left behind.

After the meal ended.

Su Jiang declined Ding Cheng's mother's invitation to go swimming together.

It's so cold outside that I need to wear a jacket, and you're talking about swimming?

LSP's intentions are quite clear.

I guess she was trying to take advantage of the situation while swimming.

Adhering to the principle of rejecting LSPs and starting with myself, Su Jiang simply took a group photo with them.

Then I went home.

He didn't sing live today.

Instead, he called Shen Chunlin directly.

Because of the urgency of the matter, he needed Shen Chunlin to arrange for him to participate in the Asian University Games as soon as possible.

Shen Chunlin was squatting on the toilet. The weather had been cold lately, and he was feeling a bit irritable.

Seeing that it was Su Jiang calling, he answered it immediately.

"Su Jiang, what's up?"

"Principal, I want to participate in the Asian University Games. Where are the competitions held?"

Su Jiang asked directly.

"What? You want to participate in the sports meet? Are you kidding me? Do you even know who you are now?"

Shen Chunlin trembled at Su Jiang's words.

The urge to defecate that had just started was suppressed again.

You should know that Su Jiang is now a science and technology talent that the country's top leadership is paying close attention to.

If this happened during a sports meet, even a slight sprained ankle or a broken bone could take a hundred days to heal.

I can't afford to be the principal; Wang Delin will be the first to come after me.

"Principal, don't worry, I'll just run a sprint, nothing will happen."

"What big deal can happen in a few seconds?"

"If you don't agree, should I go ask Kyoto University?"

Shen Chunlin: ......

"Okay, okay, this event will be held at Tsinghua University. I'll arrange it for you."

After hanging up the phone.

Shen Chunlin was furious.

Damn that old sixth brother!

What's so great about participating in a sports meet? And they're even trying to intimidate me by bringing up Kyoto University!

My temper flared up instantly.

My constipation has gotten worse...

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