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The swimming competition is quite formal. Unlike when on the school playground, a bunch of projects are held at the same time. The radio said that the project name is entrusted and the results are all reported together. No one listened carefully.

At this moment, there were crowds of people in the stands, looking at the eight contestants in the middle. The commentator also talked a lot more nonsense because of enough time.

Although Jiang Kuo took almost a year to recognize all the people in the class, let alone other classmates, there are still quite a few people who know him.

Duan Feifan could see at first glance that many people were shaking back and forth on their mobile phones. Most of them were Jiang Kuo, who was largely pulled.

He also wanted to do this. The screen was really clear, and there were too many people behind him, so I was really embarrassed.

But it doesn't matter, isn't it just a good figure? Isn't it just a zipper on the back? I've seen it many times, I've touched it, and...

You know his swimming trunks bsp;                                                         

I know.

But I won't tell you.

"From the figure," Ding Zhe held up the camera, "Xiao Lu was completely defeated, I just don't know who swims faster."

"It must be money quickly," Sun Ji looked beside the camera, "Little Lu still looks too solid as a standard swimmer."

Duan Feifan couldn't help but lean on the chair and laughed.

"Why haven't this group started yet?" Liu Pang asked.

The first group started very quickly. The players came on the court, threw the towel, and then it started, and then it ended. Perhaps the atmosphere of the second group appeared was ignited. At this moment, the camera brother surrounded them and came over for a while.

After Jiang Kuo turned around and was about to wait for the start, Duan Feifan also heard the disappointed voice of the girl behind him: "Hey, why did you turn around?"

"Turn back!" another girl whispered, "Turn back, turn back, turn back..."

What! Is the front look bad? Such a beautiful figure and such a beautiful face!

"I took what I took." Another girl said, "It's very clear."

Duan Feifan heard Ding Zhe laughing lowly next to him.

He turned his head to look at Ding Zhe: "What's the stupid thing? Have you recorded the sound?"

"Your sentence has also been recorded," said Ding Zhe.

"Pang'er said that Jiang is so slutty, and that's why he's also recorded his words." Dong Kun said.

"I didn't say he's so sexy!" Liu Pang defended, "but he's so sexy."

"Let Jiang Youqian hear you swing in the water together," said Sun Ji.

"I'm not afraid, I can float up. I've already discovered it when I was in the hot spring," said Liu Pang, "I'm more buoyant than you."

"That's fine," Duan Feifan said, "I didn't go there for a while, and I also summarized an experience."

The whistle sounded over there to prepare for the competition.

The contestants walked to the departure table with a burst of cheers from the audience and made the final preparations.

Jiang Kuo was in the third road, and Lu Haobo was separated from him, and on the fifth road.

Duan Feifan stared at Jiang Kuo, and Yu Guang swept Lu Haobo.

When he jumped high, he didn't have any idea of ​​winning against Lu Haobo, so he didn't bother to pay attention to him.

But Jiang Kuo felt different when playing, especially when he knew that Jiang Kuo had absolute championship strength.

Although Lu Haobo was the champion of the 100-meter freestyle last year and is still a favorite to win this year, he has seen Jiang Kuo Swimming. The ease and lightness that have been trained by professionally is not comparable to Lu Haobo. Last year, this pussy was able to win the first place because all the players were like the first group of the Big Geese flying group, and no one can do it.

Jiang Kuo tilted his head, moved his neck, shook his arms, and stood on the departure table.

These small movements caused a wave again.

"It's still Jiang Youyou's rich and slutty, it looks like it's really like it," Liu Pang said with his phone, "Some people are born with that kind of aura."

"Are you fucking praising or scolding?" Dong Kun said, "You made me so confused."

"Go to write your poems." Liu Pang said.

As several people were talking, all the players over there bent down and ready to set off.

Jiang Kuo bent down, swayed the table slightly back and forth, and adjusted his posture.

The whistle sounded, and the eight contestants set out in a very uneven water-entry posture.

If we could not tell who was the real master just by looking at the figure before, the action of entering the water could already make everyone clear at a glance.

When Jiang Kuo jumped into the water, Ding Zhe couldn't help but shout: "Fuck me!"

It seemed that he had no effort to jump easily, and the moment he entered the water, he had surpassed the two players next to him who were slapped into the water diagonally.

Although Lu Haobo was not ugly when he entered the water, the distance was obviously not as good as that of Jiang Kuo.

During the underwater gliding stage, Jiang Kuo's speed was obviously not on the same level as this group of people.

When your arms are forward, your waist and abdomen are sliding with your legs, you are like a smart dolphin.

The performance of the handsome man fish has begun.

This underwater sliding made the whole audience boil. When Jiang Kuo's arm split the water, it was filled with the screams and whistles from the swimming pool. It felt like it could completely lift the top.

Duan Feifan's gaze has been on Jiang Kuo. His stretched arms seem to be relaxed. Only when they fall down will he be surprised to realize the strength, making his body faintly visible under the splash of water like an arrow hidden in the water.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Ding Zhe held up the camera, completely ignoring the post-processing of the video, and repeatedly shouting as if he had lost his language ability, "Fuck! Fuck!"

Duan Feifan could no longer tell what the people in front, back and left were shouting, and his ears were full of Ding Zhe being fucked.

However, although Ding Zhe was very excited, his hands were still stable, and the camera was always chasing Jiang Kuo. In contrast, he didn't know what was recording on the screen of the mobile phone held around him.

Duan Feifan could see the phone held by a girl in front of him being excited because she was pulled too close to her anxiety and could no longer find Jiang Kuo through the camera. Finally, he decided to watch the phone with his naked eyes.

Alas, that's right.

It’s so good to see with your eyes, are you still afraid that no one will take pictures?

Duan Feifan dares to guarantee that at most, Jiang Kuo will be the whole school forum after the end of this group of competitions.

If it weren't for Jiang Kuo, Lu Haobo would be the coolest one in this group.

What a pity, God is unhappy when he sees him.

When Jiang Kuo swam halfway through the pool, Lu Haobo was already thrown out of two positions by him. Although Lu Haobo was close to one position faster than the third, in front of Jiang Kuo, who was like an arrow piercing through clouds underwater, he had no idea what he was the second.

It was about to reach fifty meters, and many people were already standing up with their cell phones.

Ding Zhe also stood up: "Fuck me, let's see how he turns around, fuck me."

Turning around didn’t have much attention in the previous competitions. After all, they were not professional. Even if they could turn around, they were not beautiful enough. In many cases, the speed would be greatly reduced by turning around.

Now Duan Feifan is also looking forward to it. He has never seen Jiang Kuo turn around under the water.

Jiang Xiaojian swam to a place about two meters away from the edge of the pond in a cheer, plunged into the water, flipped forward lightly, and then steadily kicked his legs. His body rushed out like a dolphin again.

"Ah--" Duan Feifan roared with the audience.

Then he blew a whistle with the role model group at the same time.

I don’t know if Jiang Kuo can hear it in the water.

There is no suspense in this group of competitions, and there is no suspense in the entire 100-meter freestyle event. Jiang Kuo has opened up three positions of last year's championship and still looks relaxed.

This is like a Jiang Kuo exhibition match.

Lu Haobo was still trying hard to pull. He had to protect himself from his second place now, otherwise with his personality, he would be unable to hold on his face.

But Jiang Kuo's strength beyond his expectations was a huge blow to a heartbroken and unstable person like him. He was originally one position away from the third, but he had already been chased by someone half of his body.

In the final sprint stage, everyone's shouting was nothing, just shouting.

After Jiang Kuo's last stroke of his arm, he reached out and touched the wall, and the audience shouted and applauded.

Amid the cheers, he pulled his swimming goggles up by the pool, wiped his face, and glanced at the stands.

Duan Feifan quickly got caught in a group of jumping audiences and jumped a few times, waved to the other side, although he felt that Jiang Kuo could not see it.

But the next second Jiang Kuo waved at this side.

The people around him immediately agreed that Jiang Kuo was saying hello to his classmates in the garden, and immediately waved his arms together as if they were at the concert.

Then Lu Haobo and the third place touched the wall almost at the same time, showing that Lu Haobo was a little faster. Duan Feifan applauded everyone and cheered for the contestants behind him.

The contestant next to Jiang Kuo touched the wall and stretched out his hand towards Jiang Kuo on the swim lane line. Jiang Kuo hit him with a palm. The man said something again, and Jiang Kuo smiled.

"Let's go." Ding Zhe stood up and pushed Duan Feifan.

"Hmm?" Duan Feifan looked at him.

"I'll go for a post-match interview," Ding Zhe said, "Why can't I have an exclusive post-match interview with Jiang Youqian?"

"The reporters of the People's Student Union will not sit in the stands at all," Duan Feifan stood up and walked to the locker room with them. "The only hope you want to have the exclusive speed is that Jiang Youqian is a big shot and will not accept interviews from others."

"Hey?" Dong Kun laughed, "If you want to say that, there is still a lot of hope."

The student union reporter was indeed at the door of the locker room, but he didn't see Jiang Kuo.

Several other contestants came out wearing towels, and no one like Lu Haobo, who likes to show off, made Duan Feifan suddenly feel a little nervous.

"Give it." Dong Kun took out the sports meeting work permit in his pocket and handed it to him.

"Hmm?" Duan Feifan was stunned.
To be continued...