The white moonlight that makes us cry

In this National Games, in addition to a few national players and provincial groups, there are also club athletes participating in the name of sports associations.

Clubs such as Sword Wolf and Dragon Yin have dispatched many outstanding talents.

Especially in the fencing event, the Sword Wolf Club has sixteen contestants alone.

Long Yin was even more miserable.

There is a player surnamed Li in epee, and only Ruan Shu in foil.

However, the boss behind Longyin has high hopes for Ruan Shu.

The news spread to the Internet and caused a wave of discussion.

After all, the exposure of the previous chat records is well known.

Netizens expressed that the world is too small.

[What if Cui Youji meets Ruan Shu on the field? ]

[That's too embarrassing]

the other side.

The competition is in full swing.

In the first round, Cui Youji's opponent Yiguan came from the Sword Wolf Club.

I heard that the opponent's strength is even higher than Ke Xiangyu's.

During the live broadcast, the commentator talked about a long list of Yiguan's rich competition experience, which made the audience sigh.

This time Ke Xiangyu was not qualified to participate in the National Games and was not present.

Before Cui Youji went on stage, he received a WeChat reminder from Ke Xiangyu.

[Be careful, Yiguan is very good at psychological tactics]

CYJ: [How do you come to the same club as him to tell me the whole story]

Ke Xiangyu: [It's pleasing to you, but it's not pleasing to him]

Cui Youji is happy.

呲——

The whistle sounded.

The referee announces the players to enter the field.

Cui Youji and Yiguan walked up the kendo respectively and raised their swords in salute.

Xia Dang in the audience watched this scene, gnawing on the bun with Erlang's legs crossed.

He wasn't worried about this round at all.

Cui Xian felt a little apprehensive.

He has only been here for a few days, and although he has watched the live broadcast of the National Championships before, he has never seen Cui Youji's swordsmanship live after all.

"You said, can it work with a guitar?" Cui Xian turned around and asked Xia Dang.

Xia Dang said leisurely: "Let's put it this way, if Cui Youji can't win, I'll chop off his head and kick it for you."

Cui Xian: "..."

Yi Guan is a long-established foil ace athlete of the Sword Wolf Club.

It is said that he was a graduate student in the Department of Psychology of a certain 911/[-] university before he officially changed his career to become an athlete.

Therefore, when Ke Xiangyu said that he was very good at psychological tactics, he was not aiming at nothing.

As soon as he played, Yi Guan seemed to be a different person, completely different from Wen Jing's appearance, and began to attack ferociously with his sword.He was like a racing bull, not giving Cui Youji any chance to breathe.

But Cui Youji had already prepared for this, a defensive counterattack, and scored a point.

There was instant thunderous applause in the arena.

The commentator said excitedly: "Now we see that the game is a 1V0 situation. Player Cui used a big lunge and a neat counterattack action to successfully regain the initiative of the game..."

Yi Guan did not have any mood swings because of this short-term loss.

He still played steadily, like a ghost snake waiting for an opportunity, watching Cui Youji's next move closely.

Cui Youji held his breath and concentrated, and attacked with a sword.

Narrator: "Good guy! Contestant Cui successfully stabbed Yiguan in the left chest again, leading by two points! As a star-turned-professional athlete, he showed an unimaginable speed and agility advantage..."

The fans in the audience all clapped their palms red.

Cui Xian couldn't help clenching his fist hard.

But it's only been two rounds now, so it's too early to be happy.

not far away.

The coach of Yiguan's Sword Wolf Club's face darkened slightly.

"This kid is too aggressive."

Even though he knew it was a bait thrown by Yiguan, the coach was still worried.

Cui Youji's strength does not seem to be underestimated, and his mental state is also very strong. Will he really eat this set?

The game continues.

In the next round, Yiguan narrowly lost another point in the same way, as if he was out of shape today.

Some viewers couldn't stand it anymore, and let out a disappointing sigh.

Cui Youji gradually got a taste for it.

This is probably Yiguan's "psychological tactics".

He probably wanted this way to relax his vigilance, and then seize a certain moment to wait for an opportunity to fight back.

I have to say that Yiguan's prediction is quite reasonable.He knew that he lost to Cui Youji in strength, and he had to find another way to win.

But the only thing he didn't expect was that Cui Youji was not just a star college student who had a smooth sailing since childhood.

In the ten rounds of fast games, Yi Guan was stunned and couldn't find any slack and mistakes from Cui Youji.

He started to panic and tried his best in the second half.

But it still doesn't help.

The huge disparity in strength is like Mount Tai overwhelming, forcing Yiguan to be out of breath.

4V0

5V0

6V0

......

At this point in the game, there is no suspense about winning or losing.

The narrator stared blankly.

He had never seen such an easy fencing match...

Because of the fast speed, fencing has always been the most eye-catching and saliva-intensive event for them.

And this game is even faster!

It seemed that it was just a trance, and it was about to end.

Yiguan's face under the mask was dripping with sweat, and his eyes had lost their light.

He didn't expect that one day he would be backlashed by psychological tactics.

In front of absolute strength, there is no heresy!

But even so, he did not give up lightly.

Give it a go even at the last minute!

Commentator: "Player Yiguan did not choose to admit defeat! He still insisted on finishing the game. This spirit is worth encouraging..."

As soon as the result of 10V0 came out, the arena erupted.

Yiguan staggered off the stage.

This was only the preliminary round, and he was dismissed.

Originally, with Yiguan's strength, he could have entered the final.

The coach sighed, regretful in his heart, patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, you have tried your best."

As fate would have it, who would have thought that he would meet such a strong opponent as Cui Youji in the first round.

offstage.

Fans screamed with excitement.

They are proud of their brother.

However, some industry insiders who have watched the National Championships feel that this scene is extremely familiar.

It seems that Cui Youji treated his opponents like this before...

10v0.

In fencing competitions, it is an extremely rare record.

But Cui Youji did it almost every time.

What does this mean?

His true strength is far stronger than they expected!

......

National team on the other side.

Zheng Zhihuai and several other team members couldn't help applauding.

"Cui Youji really gives us a face!"

Cui Xian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Cui Xian didn't know why he was so nervous.

He should give his nephew more confidence.Xia Dang did a good job at this.

The preliminary round is over, and the rematch is in the afternoon.

The news of Cui Youji's first victory in the first battle was spread on the Internet, which caused a lot of repercussions.

In particular, the live broadcast of his game was edited into clips and widely disseminated.

In the video, the young man in a white fencing uniform instantly kills his opponent with a single sword, and his chic posture reveals his crispness.

Just like AI, so perfect that it doesn't look like a real person.

Netizens called him so handsome.

[To the extent that I thought he was a peerless handsome guy without seeing his face]

[lick face]

[It turns out that watching handsome guys fencing is such a joyful thing]

[Modama! ]

noon.

Xia Rubing returned to the office after dinner, and saw the video sent by her father.

He clicked.

The background sound is very loud.

The screen shakes.

The young man got closer and closer until he took off his mask and casually stroked his messy hair back.

The wet black grape eyes, filled with the icy water vapor in summer, make people inexplicably reminiscent of a deer lost in the foggy forest.

He smiled at the camera and said, "Why are you filming me?"

Xia Dang's happy voice came: "I'll send it to my son."

Maybe Xia Dang just did it unintentionally and didn't think much about it.That's how he is as a father, and he likes to share his life with his son.

In the past, Xia Rubing often received photos of foreign players, some with blond hair and sexy, and some with muscular muscles.

But there has never been one like this one. Xia Rubing was stunned and stared at the phone screen for more than 20 times.

The clear male voice with a smile, "Why are you shooting me?" made calluses in his ears.

"Professor Xia, are you there?" The student knocked on the door.

"Well... I'm here."

Xia Rubing stood up in a panic and turned off the phone, putting the black screen face down in the drawer.

Student: "Can I come in?"

"The door is not locked."

After saying this, Xia Rubing regretted it.

Because when the students pushed the door in—

He suddenly felt the dampness on the seat stool.

Tick, tick.

A few wisps of liquid dripped down the trousers to the feet.

The top of the suit pants was completely soaked.

There's more gushing out in Grunt.

His face changed suddenly.

Just watched a video... Did the disease break out without warning?

The student moved his homework and asked him where to put it.

Xia Rubing casually pointed to a corner, picked up the coffee cup on the table, and pretended to be nonchalant, shaking the spoon and stirring, intending to cover up the constant sound of water.

The student didn't doubt it, but just twitched his nose, and said strangely: "Professor Xia, do you smell something?"

Xia Rubing said calmly, "Maybe the office hasn't been ventilated for too long."

"Oh......"

The students are gone.

The door was closed but not locked.

Xia Rubing stood up with difficulty, feeling her trousers sticking wetly to her thighs, which made her very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he had anticipated this situation and kept a change of clothes in the office at all times.

He walked to the door in a rather twisted posture, clicked it, and locked it.

Finally safe.

Xia Rubing leaned against the door panel and slid down feebly.

The office windows are bright and clean, and sunlight shines in through the gaps in the curtains, forming two distinct boundaries on the white wall.

But he hid in a dark corner and curled up into a ball, hugging his knees, whimpering silently like a trapped animal.

This kind of life... How long will I have to endure?