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Chapter 217 Explosion of Experience Points
The moment the gong sounded, the atmosphere at the scene became extremely strange.

There were thousands of people present, and everyone had their own expression.The joy, anger, sorrow and joy are written on the faces of each different person, like a big drama.

Of course, there is only one main theme: tragedy!

The University of Science and Technology, which is playing at home, occupies the vast majority of the seats in the audience. It is difficult for these animals who are used to winning and cheering to accept such a reality.Watching the game today, I was holding the happy mood of abusing the opponent, and most of the time, the development of things was in line with their imagination.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment...

Several families were happy and some were sad. Rongda’s animals were ecstatic, hugging each other in twos and threes. It was hard for them to imagine that the Rongda school team, which had been rotten all along, was so close to the championship this time.

If Rongda had been a frequent visitor to the finals, they would never be as excited as they are now!
They vented, celebrated, and shouted Han Qiu's name, while their opponents could only stare at them depressedly: I figured it out, whose territory is this?Don't take it too far, okay?

It's hard to imagine that the basketball gymnasium of the University of Science and Technology will become a celebration place for the visiting team...

All the players of the University of Science and Technology were stunned, looking at the 2-point gap on the scoreboard, as if they were having a nightmare, and they refused to believe it for a long time.

"What are you doing with your head down? Didn't we just lose a game? Can't we lose?" Looking at the desolation of the crowd, Lin Mufeng said suddenly: "The game is not over yet, we still have a chance!"

"However, the next game will be their home game." Several players muttered in low voices.

"Wrong, it's not their home game." Lin Mufeng said lightly: "Have you forgotten the price they paid for the match with Jiaotong University? Disqualification from the next home game. And their next home game is of course void!"

The eyeballs of all the members of the University of Science and Technology brightened up: "Could it be that the next game will still be played with us? Then we must not be more polite, press to death!"

Lin Mufeng shook his head: "It's not clear whether we will continue to play here. Maybe the organizing committee agrees to let them find a neutral venue. In short, it won't be at Rongda's home court. What do you have to be afraid of?" of?"

Lin Mufeng didn't realize that from his last sentence, he could feel the slight difference between him and Han Qiu.He said, "What do you have to be afraid of?" If it were Han Qiu, he would definitely say, "We have nothing to fear."

Just a simple change of one word, but it means a lot...

Han Qiu was so tired that he was out of breath. He felt that all the muscles in his body were as weak as cotton bags. It was only with the help of his teammates that he had the strength to enter the lounge and sit down on the chair.

"Han Qiu, come out, there are reporters from newspapers and TV stations wanting to interview you." Coach Liu happily greeted Han Qiu outside the door: "Great opportunity, you're going to be famous!"

At the same time, he kept greeting the reporters of the media and asked them to wait for a while.

Han Qiu is tired from walking now, so how can he have the energy to be interviewed?So he replied bluntly: "I'm not free now, I'll talk about it later!"

What?The reporters outside the door were all stunned.In their opinion, with their status, to interview a student who plays basketball is already a huge honor. How can ordinary people have such an opportunity?Even last year's MVP, Lin Mufeng, who has infinite fame, only showed a small face in the newspaper and didn't even have a chance to speak, let alone an exclusive interview.After all, in the eyes of Rongcheng citizens, sports in this city are just a piece of cake. What they care most about is entertainment and celebrities.

A mere school basketball game can occupy a small corner in the already tasteless sports section, which is basically the same, unless it represents Rongcheng and wins the championship and runner-up in the national competition, otherwise, it will always be just a tofu piece.

Therefore, they are willing to give a student a small interview page, which is already a realm that others can't reach even if they pray to gods and Buddhas. They feel that Han Qiu can only be grateful.

Who knows, this guy is still playing airs?
Several reporters exchanged glances with each other, feeling incredible, and turned to leave.Seeing that the situation was not good, Coach Liu kept on saying good things carefully, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and scattered around courteously.

At the same time, he did not forget to yell at the door: "Han Qiu, come out quickly, don't make the reporters wait in a hurry?"

The coach urged him several times, thinking it was for his own sake. Han Qiu felt that he should go out and deal with it, but he heard several reporters discussing it unpleasantly there.

"This guy doesn't know how to flatter!"

"Yeah, don't weigh it, what an honor it is for him!"

"Hey, this kind of person is someone who throws a bone and doesn't know how to wag his tail. It's boring!"

Han Qiu smiled coldly, sat still on his chair, and shouted directly to the outside: "Coach Liu, tell these prostitutes, sir, I am not happy to reward you today, let them pick up another customer."

The faces of several reporters were cloudy.

The beads of sweat on Coach Liu's forehead are about to come down, my ancestor, you are too powerful, you really dare to say anything?

"Han Qiu, hurry up, everyone has been waiting for you here for a long time!"

"I didn't keep them waiting, so I told them that they can go back." Han Qiuman said nonchalantly, "Also, tell them by the way, I won't use it anymore, I don't have time!"

A few reporters turned their heads and left with anger on their faces. Coach Liu put on a smile all the way, saying all the good things, it's useless!Had to walk back resentfully.

"Han Qiu, Han Qiu, you are too young, how can you offend these pens?" Coach Liu sighed deeply with a bitter face: "These people can call black as white, and white as transparent. How many people now pay money when they meet in order to let reporters say something nice, but you are good enough to offend people directly! Maybe tomorrow's newspapers and TV will show your image as heinous."

"Just say good things when you put money in them. Isn't this a prostitute?" Han Qiuman said indifferently: "Whatever they do, I want to see what they can write about me. After all, their newspapers and TV, browse How many are there, I don’t know yet.”

Coach Liu shook his head helplessly: Young man...

The next day, Han Qiu bought a copy of "Rongcheng Daily" at the school's newsstand for the first time. After searching through several pages, he finally found the sports section.To his surprise, the photo of his brow bleeding was actually posted on the headline of the sports section.

"Men Playing Ball Bleeding on the Spot, Calling Playing Ball Really Fighting? "

"Our newspaper reported on the 10th that we saw a heart-wrenching scene in the finals of the Rongcheng Division of the latest National University League. The man in the picture is named Han Qiu, a student at Rongcheng University. Rough, I didn't expect him to bring such roughness to the finals.

The basketball court is a place to learn and compete. It should be based on the spirit of entertainment and happiness, with the purpose of responding to the national fitness of the State Sports General Administration. How can it be brave and ruthless?If all the students played like Han Qiu, the pure and noble Olympic spirit would be desecrated.The author witnessed yesterday's game scene with his own eyes, which was shocking and filled with emotion..."

Seeing such content, Han Qiu didn't feel sad at all. On the contrary, he just wanted to laugh, admiring Comrade Prostitute's writing style.A whore is a whore, you can play in any position, bull!

After reading the newspaper, Han Qiu went to Rongda’s forum to have a look, and was immediately overwhelmed by a large amount of celebration news... No one here is discussing the so-called national fitness activities, and no one is talking about blasphemy The pure and noble Olympic spirit, and no one said that watching yesterday's game was shocking and filled with emotion.No, there is emotion. The scene of Han Qiu with blood dripping from the corners of his eyebrows, raising his hands and looking up at the sky has become a classic in the eyes of many people...

It seems that only open and free public opinion can see the truth!
Han Qiu closed the forum, ready to play games and equipment.

At this time, he suddenly thought that a lot of leftover materials were used this time, and many equipment items with little durability left were consumed in this battle. Now, the battlefield should be cleaned up.

Han Qiu spent a long time organizing his sports backpack...

The result of sorting out is that the experience value of the sports backpack has skyrocketed a lot!

As a result of the skyrocketing, there is only one last step away from being promoted to the fifth level...

The fourth level has been reborn, what kind of awesome method will the fifth level be?Han Qiu felt itchy in his heart, wishing to experience it right away.

At this time, his QQ was loud, and when he clicked on it, it was from Murong Wei.

"I didn't expect to see you in "Rongcheng Daily". How are you doing? Are you healed?"

"It's just a little skin injury, it's not a problem. By the way, you still pay attention to the Rongcheng Daily every day?" Han Qiu felt that there were not many young people who read newspapers every day these days, so they just sat in the office Leading cadres, in a panic, have a cup of tea, a cigarette, and a newspaper for half a day to pass the time.Unexpectedly, Murong Wei still likes to read newspapers?

"I'm fine staying at home every day. Why don't I read the newspaper?" Murong Wei said a little wronged: "Of course, I also often watch TV. Tonight, I will broadcast Ouyang Feifei's fan meeting live."

"Ouyang Feifei, what are you doing? I don't know you." Han Qiu replied, "If there is a fan meeting for Murong Wei someday, I'll go to the venue as soon as possible."

"Hate!" Looking at the two words sent by Murong Wei, Han Qiu felt a strange feeling in his heart.A dignified and elegant girl said "hate" to a boy, the taste in it... the bones can be called crisp!
(End of this chapter)