The School Beauty's Super Rogue-Chapter 796 - 793: Netizen Qin Ling

"Is there any news about the ’Ice Skating Empress’ on the internet?"

Lewis leaned close to the translator, looking like he was stirring up trouble.

Kevin glared angrily at Lewis, but the latter ignored him completely, forcing Kevin to turn his gaze to the translator.

The translator was a bit angry, usually being mocked by you like dirt is one thing, but now you’ve lost the competition and still dare to be so arrogant.

Though I’m of Huaxia descent, I still have a temper.

So, he took out his phone and pulled up a series of gif images, "These are the works of netizens."

Lewis looked, grinning brightly despite his dark face, snatched the phone, and held it up.

Everyone clearly saw that the image in his hand was from the moment Kevin nearly slipped.

However, the background had been changed to the stage of figure skating.

Moreover, as Lewis flipped through, more and more images appeared.

The backgrounds in the images changed: be it a ballet stage, an opera house, or women’s gymnastics...

With their strong photoshop skills, netizens made Kevin experience what it’s like to be a laughingstock in gifs.

The explosive spread wasn’t any less than the legendary "Neymar rolling."

"I’ll kill you both, you’re both dead!"

Kevin laughed hysterically, his face truly contorted with rage.

"Lewis, Zhou, enough!"

The coach stepped forward, scolding sharply, but with a smile in his eyes, clearly also amused by the gifs earlier.

While everyone chatted, the big screen displayed the results of the third match.

Start, finish.

The entire process made Kevin feel like he was on a roller coaster.

Fortunately, the result wasn’t that hopeless.

The third group’s performance was mediocre, with first and second places advancing with times of nine seconds flatly and nine seconds flatly, respectively.

As for third and fourth places, they didn’t matter anymore since Kevin’s score was enough to qualify for the finals.

"Yes!"

Kevin clenched his fist and shouted, venting his anger.

Lewis was full of regret: "This group’s people are really not competent enough!"

Surviving the ordeal, Kevin felt joy mixed with anger.

He suppressed his emotions, looked at Lewis with a face as dark as storm clouds, "Despicable black ghost, just cry your heart out on the stands during the finals, I’ll crush that yellow-skinned monkey beyond recognition!"

...

There are many events in track and field, and since the time span isn’t long, the schedule is quite tight.

For sprints, two hours after the semifinals ends, the most thrilling finals will occur.

As usual, men’s sprint has always been the most watched event worldwide.

This year is no exception.

The semifinals just ended, and forums worldwide were bustling with activity.

Of all the countries, the most intense discussions were in Huaxia.

First and foremost, thanks to the large number of netizens.

Moreover, the results were just too outstanding.

Advancing to the finals as the first in the group?

Counting on fingers, this seemed like a first-time occurrence for Huaxia.

Not only that, if we were to trace back, the last time an Asian advanced to the finals as the first from the semifinals was over thirty years ago.

In other words, Qin Hao’s race became the pride of Huaxia and even Asia.

It truly slapped the face of those internationally who talk about "racial theories" casually.

Calling Huaxia People, Asian people useless in sprints?

Sorry, Qin Hao is here to slap you in the face.

"My current mood is simply indescribable."

"Bro, it’s not just you; everyone feels the same."

"Sigh, how many years we’ve been humiliated, mocked by those black folks claiming yellow people aren’t good enough."

"Today, we finally have a chance to hold our heads high, it feels great!"

"You guys cut the nonsense, give you one minute, I want all the info on Qin Hao!"

"Girls, please show respect to our idol, call him ’God Qin!’"

"’God Qin’? That’s a great title. Just now, aside from mentioning his sister, did God Qin mention any other family? So, God Qin is still single?"

"Another quality male god is born, sisters, rush to get him!"

Actually, speaking of girlfriends, it’s a misunderstanding from his female fans’ wishful thinking.

Qin Hao doesn’t refuse to mention it; he simply can’t.

Whether in Shanghai or the Provincial City, so many women are at home, who knows if the ladies are watching TV?

If he mentioned any woman’s name during this interview...

Qin Hao felt that his later life would be very unfortunate.

Hence, he just deliberately didn’t mention it.

The girls didn’t know this, all clamoring to marry Qin Hao.

Even the renowned online female tycoon Sister Fang declared, "You little girls don’t compete. I’ve set my eyes on God Qin."

Netizen A: "Sister Fang, I know you like flaunting your wealth, and you’re rich, but... capturing God Qin isn’t something money can buy!"

Netizen B: "Exactly, exactly, God Qin is so handsome and talented, he wouldn’t care for your filthy money!"

Netizen C: "Sister Fang, it’s fine if you play around with celebrity young pups, but you want to monopolize sports stars too, it’s too unreasonable!"

Sister Fang responded gracefully, "Girls, your resistance is a bit intense, but I can responsibly tell you, there’s nothing in the world that money can’t solve. God Qin doesn’t fancy my tens of millions? Then I’ll add a few billion more..."

Amidst the fierce debates of women, the netizen known as Foodie Ling’Er bubbled up again: "You all think... bro... God Qin is too ideal. His talent and dislike for money are true, but, being a womanizer is his biggest flaw..."

The moment these words were spoken, many female netizens exploded in anger.

"Where’s this tramp coming from, daring to call our God Qin a womanizer!"

"Just a girl who can’t get him, trying to defame!"

"Talk as if you know God Qin well? Where’s the ’I have a friend’ series?"

Bombarded by the sharp words of netizens, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

In a safe house somewhere in Shanghai, Qin Ling gritting her teeth, "You women with such low quality, still dream of being worthy of my brother? All of you go eat poop!"

Qin Ling, after all, is a tender-hearted girl, a bit weak in fighting with online trolls.

So, our Qin Hao’s doting sister, could only look at the various discussions from the safe house, not daring to speak.

Wang Weiyin, though old, has quite a young heart.

Ever since his young grandson introduced him to the internet.

With a spirit of progressing and learning, he started tinkering with his phone, exploring the internet.

After a few years, the studious Wang Weiyin truly became a netizen.

Of course, as a big figure in sports, he wouldn’t engage with common netizens, mostly just reading news sparingly.

After the semifinals ended, having mocked his political rivals, Wang Weiyin, afraid his seniors wouldn’t like it, found an excuse to go to the restroom, actually hiding in the corridor to check his phone.

He wanted to see Qin Hao’s reputation online.

After browsing a few major forums, he turned off his phone with an immense smile: "Just one semifinal, and Qin Hao became a new star in the sports world? Moreover, judging by the heat, he seems to have a hint of becoming the track and field superstar?"