This Curse Is Just Awesome-Chapter 237 - Global University Tournament (7)

The 100m final was over.

The hundreds of thousands of people in the stadium were almost completely silent.

Chen Yu slowly stopped and adjusted the position of the camera. He turned around and looked at the other dumbfounded players.

"What are you all looking at me for? Come off the stage after the competition! The 200m final is about to begin. Hurry up and go, hurry up..."

The players left the field one by one.

Only the real champion, the Level 6 fighter, was staring at Yu Chen with reluctance.

"Why aren't you off the field yet?" Chen Yu asked with a frown.

"I... I also took part in the 200m..."

"Oh, that's fine. Get ready for the starting line." Chen Yu waved his hand and returned to the starting line. He checked the remaining bullets in the sniper rifle and quietly waited for the 200m players to come on the field.

Three minutes later, the eight athletes were ready to go.

Chen Yu raised his long rifle. "Take your positions."

"Ready!"

Bang!

The sound of gunfire rang out!

Chen Yu held the sniper rifle in his left hand and carried the camera on his right shoulder. Then, he took the lead and rushed out!

The audience: "..."

Dong dong dong dong--

Every time his footsteps landed, a small hole would be created in the grass.

Soon, with this burst of power, he reached the important line with an absolute advantage. Then, he squatted on the ground and used the camera to capture the 'latecomers'...

Level 6 martial artist: "..."

After the 200-meter final.

The 800-meter final began immediately.

Chen Yu was once again superhuman. He carried the camera and took the lead.

And the entire audience had given up watching the athletes. They only stared at Yu Chen who was running outside the track.

Many media reporters also focused their cameras on Chen Yu.

And so, a strange scene appeared.

Chen Yu was focused on photographing the athletes.

The reporters were focused on photographing Chen Yu.

All the way to the finish line..

After the 800m final, before the 3,000-meter event began, the director walked onto the field with a bitter face. "That... Chen Yu, come here for a moment."

"What's wrong?" Chen Yu went forward in confusion.

"Well..." The supervisor tried his best to phrase it. "You're a photographer..."

"Yeah." Chen Yu nodded. "Didn't I take a good picture?"

"...No... It's not bad. You're a photographer, not an athlete..."

"Ah, what's wrong?"

"You... can't run faster than an athlete."

"But the roller coaster is broken." Chen Yu pointed at the broken track in the distance.

"Then you can't run so fast." The supervisor scratched his ears and cheeks. "A few of the athletes were wounded and left on the spot after the competition. They didn't even want the prizes."

"Then... Then I can't do anything about it." Chen Yu spread his hands aggrievedly. "I'm a photographer. If I want to take photos of athletes, I must run faster than the athletes. Otherwise, how can I take photos of all the athletes behind me?"

The supervisor was speechless. "..."

Chen Yu remained silent. "..."

The two looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.

The supervisor said, "How about... I give you another task..."

...

Just like that, Yu Chen, as a failed cameraman, was sent away.

The supervisor sent him to the indoor stadium to be responsible for some work that did not require running.

For example... the table tennis referee.

"Supervisor, I don't know table tennis, and I don't know the rules." Chen Yu was disappointed. "Why don't you let me be the cameraman?"

"No, you will have to say goodbye to the camera in the future."

"But I don't know the rules, how can I be the referee?"

In his previous life, he had only seen table tennis on television, and had never actually played it.

"You don't have to understand the rules. You just have to make a fool of it. We'll start when the bell rings." The supervisor was very busy. He pushed Chen Yu directly, threw out a list of matches, and left the stadium.

Chen Yu held the sniper rifle in his left hand and the list of matches in his right hand. He turned around to look at the players warming up and sighed deeply.

"What kind of f*cking sports meet is this..."

In the table tennis hall, the audience was also full.

However, there were too few people.

Chen Yu estimated that there were no more than 3,000 people.

Coincidentally, he actually saw Duan Ye here.

Naturally, Duan Ye also saw him. He held the racket and came over. "Brother Yu, why are you here?"

"To be a referee."

"D*mn! That's good. With your help, I'll definitely win the championship."

Ring, ring, ring--

Just as Duan Ye finished speaking, the bell that represented the start of the match rang.

"Brother Yu, it's starting."

"Okay..."

Chen Yu braced himself and walked to the table under the spotlight. He was so worried that he was seeing stars..

Kacha, kacha...

A few shutter shots were heard, causing him to come back to his senses. He quickly picked up the battle list and read, "The first group, * * * * against... Duan Ye, ten goals to determine the winner."

"I'll be the first one?" Duan Ye rubbed his hands excitedly, raised his racket, and jumped in.

* * * * player followed closely behind.

"Hmm..." Chen Yu pondered, raised his sniper rifle, and aimed at the ceiling. "Listen to the sound of my gun. After the gunshot, the game begins."

"Referee." * * * * player asked, "Then who will serve?"

"Right!" Chen Yu slapped his forehead. "There seems to be a rule of first serve. You guys rock, paper, scissors. Whoever wins will serve first."

The audience: "..."

Duan Ye: "Brother opposite, what are you going to play?"

* * * * : "Ah?"

"I'm asking you, what are you going to play?"

"I... I want to play rock."

"Let's begin."

Then, the two of them punched.

* * * * out of the rock, Duan Ye played paper.

* * * *: "..."

Duan Ye raised his head. "Little fellow, I knew that when you said that you were talking about rock, you were actually thinking of scissors. Then, you thought that I would also think of this level, so you chose to play rock. But you didn't expect me to intentionally play paper on the third level!"

* * * *: "..."

Duan Ye: "Have you admitted the difference in IQ?"

* * * *: "..."

Chen Yu could not help but let out a 'bang' and pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle. "That's enough. Stop blabbering. Let the match begin."

"Okay." Duan Ye proudly took a ping-pong ball, but he was suddenly stunned.

He remembered that he did not know how to play ping-pong at all...

At the end of the world, every day in addition to training is learning, have not seen any table tennis video, completely confused.

"So... How do you serve..."

Learning from the opponent's posture, holding the racket, Duan Ye looked at Chen Yu, begging for a little help.

Chen Yu also looked to Duan Ye, also praying to get a little help.

Duan Ye: "..."

Chen Yu: "..."

Duan Ye: "..."

Chen Yu: "You're fighting with him. Watch me dry my hair."

Duan Ye: "Ah..."

Pinching the ball in his hand, Duan Ye's brows furrowed.

He began to regret it.

If he had known earlier that he would lose to his opponent in rock-paper-scissors...

He would have let his opponent give him a demonstration..

"Whatever, isn't it just a first serve? So what if I give him a point for free?"

With this thought in mind, Duan Ye gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, and tossed the table tennis ball high up into the air with his left hand.

The audience immediately held their breath and focused.

* * * * player's body bent slightly, and his gaze was fierce.

Chen Yu broke out in cold sweat...

Whoosh --

The ball flew high up into the air, flying, flying, flying...

It was as if it had grown wings and never fell down again...

The audience: "..."

* * * *: "..."

Duan Ye: "..."

Chen Yu: "Where did you throw it?"

Duan Ye raised his head in a daze and looked at the ceiling. "That's not right."

Chen Yu roared, "Re-serve!"

On the other side, when * * * * heard this, he could not help but frown.

According to the rules, the other party had made a mistake in serving. It should be counted as a loss of points, and then it would be his turn to serve...

'Could it be that the rules of the match have changed?'

He did not know either, and he did not dare to ask. All he could do was quietly wait for Duan Ye to serve the second time.

'Is it still my turn to serve?'

Duan Ye picked up the second ball in puzzlement.

'If I also fail this time, it should be counted as a loss of points. Then, it would be the other party's turn to serve...'

'Yes.'

'It should be like this...'

'Sigh, there's no time left. Otherwise, I could have asked Brother Yu about the rules just now...'

As his thoughts ran wild, Duan Ye held the racket in his right hand and threw the ping-pong ball away once again.

This time, with experience, he threw it very low.

In less than a second, the spinning yellow ball fell down.

'It's a loss of points anyway.'

'Let me show you how it's done!'

As this thought flashed through his mind, Duan Ye suddenly opened his mouth and swallowed the ping-pong ball in one bite.

Kacha!

He bit it to pieces...

The entire audience was instantly shocked. "..."

* * * * was also shocked, and his face was filled with shock.

"..."

Chen Yu, on the other hand, fell into deep thought.

If his memory was correct, the way to play table tennis should be to play, not to eat...

However, Duan Ye had just said that he could win the championship.

Even if he was bragging, to be able to say this proved that he should know the minimum rules...

'So...'

'This is how table tennis is played in the world of martial arts?'

Chen Yu tentatively raised his hand. "Duan Ye... gets one point?"

Duan Ye: "!"

* * * *: "!!!"

The audience: "!!!"

Duan Ye came to a realization. "So this is how ping-pong is played..."

The entire audience was dumbfounded. "So, for fun, the officials changed the rules to play like this..."

Clap...

Clap clap clap...

Clap clap clap clap clap...

No one knew who was the leader, but the entire audience burst into thunderous applause.

Chen Yu, who was feeling apprehensive, immediately relaxed. "Looks like I was right."

Duan Ye also relaxed. "I actually guessed right."

* * * *: "..."

...

An hour later.

Duan Ye obtained the championship of the table tennis match as he wished.

This was because no other player could eat a ball as ruthlessly and quickly as he did.

When they arrived at the venue of the finals, although they had encountered an opponent who was equally ferocious when it came to 'eating a ball,' Duan Ye's heart and soul directly gnawed away at the racket and the table, instantly shocking the entire stadium!

To ascend to the peak!

To hang a gold medal that symbolized honor...

When it was evening, the sports events had all ended.

Chen Yu and Duan Ye were still nostalgic for that exciting confrontation, unable to extricate themselves.

Chen Yu: "What a satisfying and passionate match!"

Duan Ye wiped the wooden dregs by his mouth. "Yeah..."

...

That night.

In the office of the President of Beijing University, an urgent red-stamped document was sent to the president.

When he opened it, there were only two lines of words on the letter.

"Bahuang Yi failed to guide."

"The Beast Tide is coming!"