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Chapter 727 God's Arrangement
Chapter 727 God's Arrangement
Conn Track and Field Center is located in the east of the urban area, where track and field events are often held, and it is a well-known track and field venue.
Today, the Apolis one-kilometer race will be held here. The participating citizens are divided into dozens of groups, and the preliminaries will be held in two days.
Peter Bowker's group is at the front, so he has to start the game very early. There are advantages to starting the game early, for example, you don't have to worry about yourself because you see others doing well.
Naturally, there are disadvantages. The earlier you appear on stage, the higher the attention will be. With tens of thousands of eyes watching you, can you run out of your own rhythm?
The appearance of the entire Timberwolves team caused a climax on the scene. Countless people focused on it, and the game was not so important.
The TV station responsible for organizing and broadcasting the game was overjoyed upon hearing the news and organized many reporters to interview the Timberwolves players present.
Bai Jidong is the focus of attention, but he only has one mouth, so the reporters who didn't interview him shifted their targets to other people.
Before, the reporters of the TV station thought that their event was held too grandly, which attracted public attention. After the interview, they found out that they came for Bai Jidong, and Bai Jidong came to cheer for a friend.
As for who that friend was, Bai Jidong didn't say anything, the reporter was very curious and asked him many times.
"He has nothing special, he is just an ordinary contestant. I don't want to put pressure on him. If he gets good results, I will tell you who he is." Bai Jidong said.
"Bai Lang, where are your friends?" Hada looked around, but couldn't find anyone who was suspected to be Bai Jidong's friend.
Bai Jidong smiled and said: "It's still early, let's watch the game first."
Olowokandi suddenly discovered that there is a bonus for this competition, "No.1 has a bonus of 20 yuan. If I knew it earlier, I would have come to participate. This is not a small amount of money."
"No, this competition is aimed at ordinary people, and professional athletes cannot participate." Bai Jidong said according to the competition rules he knew.
Olowokandi pouted, "I'm not a professional track and field athlete, I'm an NBA player, and I'm not good at running at all."
"Olo, you're being a bit cheeky. Although your fast break speed is as slow as a turtle, it's still much faster than these ordinary people." Smith said.
Since Weber retired, the No. [-] Brotherhood has existed in name only, and the two have become less and less "unite" and have been fighting back and forth all day long.
The first round of preliminaries began, there were eight people in total, and the speed of one of the black boys made the NBA players present gasp.
"This fucking amateur citizen?" Hardaway's metaphor was inappropriate, "This kid can run faster than me!"
"Ahem... Penny, it's no big deal if you run away." Bai Jidong slapped Hadaway lightly.
The strength of this little black brother crushed everyone, more than half a circle faster than No.2, and he advanced without any suspense.
The others were also very fast. After one round, the overall average speed was faster than Bowker's best result.
"It's not good, it seems that Peter may really fall to No.1 at the end." Bai Jidong looked worried, "Are these guys really amateurs?"
Ukic said sarcastically: "The most important thing in this fucked up world is shady scenes. I don't believe that the contestants are all amateur citizens. They must be semi-professional offline enthusiasts, competing in the name of amateurs. After all There is a bonus of 20."
"Rocco made a lot of sense, and I also think there's a dark side to it," Spanoulis said.
Vashabek said lightly: "It seems that the United States not only has a free air, but also wonderful rules."
"Black is beautiful, Bonu." Bai Jidong smiled.
After a while, Kenzad and Bowker came together.
"Is he the Peter you said?"
Bai Jidong's teammates cast curious glances at Bao Ke, wanting to know what is so special about this person whom Bai Jidong values.
Peter took the initiative to walk towards Bai Jidong, which surprised the audience, and at the same time realized that he was Bai Jidong's friend.
"Thank you for watching my game." Bowker said excitedly.
Olowokandi laughed loudly and said, "White Wolf can't be wrong with anyone he likes. Come on, get No.1, and we'll treat you to dinner!"
Bowker's smile became stiff, No.1?He never thought he could get No.1.
Just as Bai Jidong was about to speak, Smith habitually yelled at Olowokandi: "Stop joking, Michael, you can qualify for the top three, and Peter, as long as you get the top three."
top three?Bowker didn't dare to hope too much, the priest kept telling him, just do your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself.
Everyone's encouragement and expectations made him deeply apprehensive, and he was afraid of their disappointment after seeing the results.
"Peter." Bai Jidong said, "You are the one competing, just do your best, and I will cheer for you."
People with more sensitive nerves and quicker reactions can hear Bai Jidong's implication: don't care about grades, just run out of your level.
This means that he may not get a good ranking, but as long as he runs as hard as he can, he will have no regrets.
"Yes! I will try my best!" Bock nodded firmly, signaled to the priest, and then went to the activities alone.
Bai Jidong looked at Bao Ke, and said to Kenzad: "Father, how are you doing these days?" "Very good." Kenzad said.
"How is Peter?"
Kenzad said very well again, and then went to see how Bock was getting ready.
"White Wolf, how did you know them?" Hadaway asked strangely.
Bai Jidong laughed and said, "If you have to talk about how we met, then I can only say that this is God's arrangement." Hardaway snorted, "Aren't you an atheist?"
"Sometimes I doubt whether God really exists. When I encounter some things that I can't understand, I can only regard it as God's arrangement." Bai Jidong said.
Bowker, who competed in the fourth round, was already warming up when the third-round heats began.
Alstom came to the scene and analyzed Bowker's state today through data.Then, Alstom told Bowker that today was his best day this month.
"If you want to say which day you have the opportunity to break your own record, it is today." Alston said encouragingly.
The first place in the third round of preliminaries was a tall and thin white man. He ran the best time of the day, and then someone recognized him as the No.6 of the Minnesota one-kilometre national championship not long ago.
Bowker jumped a few times, stretched his body alive, and walked to the field.
Bai Jidong came to his side, "Peter, come on."
Bock nodded and looked at Kenzad: "Father, do you have anything else to say to me?"
"Peter, this is your competition, and it is also your destiny. You have to catch up with your destiny, and you have to catch up with its footsteps."
"Peter." Bai Jidong stopped him, "The result is not important, just enjoy the process, my family and friends will support you with me."
"Thank you, I'm very honored! Thank you very much!" Bowker said.
Bowker walked onto the track and field. He was on the seventh track, surrounded by some taller and stronger players. It seemed that he was the weakest one on the field.
The audience felt that Bai Jidong's friend must be very powerful, so they were full of anticipation for this round of preliminaries, and some people whistled, hoping that he would win the championship with an overwhelming advantage.
Bowker already knew how to relieve stress, he lowered his head, recalling the priest's words.
It has nothing to do with other people, and it has nothing to do with rankings.
This is my game.
For this moment, he practiced hundreds of times in the past month.
Bowker lowered his body, and the referee raised his pistol, gesturing, and the long-awaited moment was coming.
Bowker was fully prepared and ran to his best condition.
At the moment of the gunshot, Bowker was ready in advance, and the moment he stepped out was almost in sync with the gunfire. At this moment, Bowker was the fastest person on the field.
Then what?Bowker's second step was not steady, and the balance was shaken accordingly.
At this time, it is most correct to stop and start again.
However, if he stops here, can he find such a good rhythm, so he continues to run.
After taking the third step, his body couldn't support it anymore, and he fell forward.
There was an uproar!
Is this my fate?
Falling short, countdown No.1.
Decadent emotions are about to invade his body.
"You can't give in!" Kenzad's roar woke Bowker awake.
Bowker looked back at him, and Kenzad yelled, "God is watching you, run! Do you hear that? Run!"
Bowker's emotion welled up in his eyes, and he ran with red eyes.
Kenzad roared excitedly: "Yes, go and chase your destiny! Go and chase it, don't feel ashamed, just run!"
"Run~!"
Bowker was last in the fourth round of preliminary rounds.
He tried his best and bled all over the place, but the result did not change, he was the last one.
No one laughed at him because he was Bai Jidong's friend, he got applause from the whole audience.
"Sorry, Father, I have shamed the church." Bowker burst into tears.
Kenzad grabbed his shoulders with both hands, "Son, you make me so proud, you are the light of Catholicism in Apolis."
Bao Ke turned to Bai Jidong and Alston, "Sorry, the result hasn't changed, I wasted a month of your time."
"No, I should thank you, I saw a great game." Bai Jidong said.
Alston said: "You are still very young, come back next year, as long as you keep training, I believe you will be the fastest one."
"Why are you crying?" Bai Jidong saw that Chu Meng's eyes were red.
Chu Meng rubbed his eyes and said, "I feel sorry for Peter, if he didn't fall..."
"Yeah, it's a pity. After preparing for so long, he actually made a mistake at the start. It's really incomprehensible." Bai Jidong looked at the sky.
For such unexplainable things, he will attribute it to God's arrangement.
Bowker came last, but no one laughed at him for it. He was the player who received the most applause today.
God, if you really exist, and you've put so much effort into doing this, what are you trying to tell me?
Bai Jidong looked at Bao Ke's back, recalling this failed but still great game.
"Is that what you want to tell me?"
Bai Jidong clenched his fists and said in a tone that only he could hear: "All right."
(All right)
Using English is not for pretentiousness. When I write this, I think of the male protagonist of Hacksaw Ridge facing endless gunfire and gunpowder when he is faced with a choice (retreat with his comrades or risk his life to stay and save others) Firmly stated: All right.
(End of this chapter)
Conn Track and Field Center is located in the east of the urban area, where track and field events are often held, and it is a well-known track and field venue.
Today, the Apolis one-kilometer race will be held here. The participating citizens are divided into dozens of groups, and the preliminaries will be held in two days.
Peter Bowker's group is at the front, so he has to start the game very early. There are advantages to starting the game early, for example, you don't have to worry about yourself because you see others doing well.
Naturally, there are disadvantages. The earlier you appear on stage, the higher the attention will be. With tens of thousands of eyes watching you, can you run out of your own rhythm?
The appearance of the entire Timberwolves team caused a climax on the scene. Countless people focused on it, and the game was not so important.
The TV station responsible for organizing and broadcasting the game was overjoyed upon hearing the news and organized many reporters to interview the Timberwolves players present.
Bai Jidong is the focus of attention, but he only has one mouth, so the reporters who didn't interview him shifted their targets to other people.
Before, the reporters of the TV station thought that their event was held too grandly, which attracted public attention. After the interview, they found out that they came for Bai Jidong, and Bai Jidong came to cheer for a friend.
As for who that friend was, Bai Jidong didn't say anything, the reporter was very curious and asked him many times.
"He has nothing special, he is just an ordinary contestant. I don't want to put pressure on him. If he gets good results, I will tell you who he is." Bai Jidong said.
"Bai Lang, where are your friends?" Hada looked around, but couldn't find anyone who was suspected to be Bai Jidong's friend.
Bai Jidong smiled and said: "It's still early, let's watch the game first."
Olowokandi suddenly discovered that there is a bonus for this competition, "No.1 has a bonus of 20 yuan. If I knew it earlier, I would have come to participate. This is not a small amount of money."
"No, this competition is aimed at ordinary people, and professional athletes cannot participate." Bai Jidong said according to the competition rules he knew.
Olowokandi pouted, "I'm not a professional track and field athlete, I'm an NBA player, and I'm not good at running at all."
"Olo, you're being a bit cheeky. Although your fast break speed is as slow as a turtle, it's still much faster than these ordinary people." Smith said.
Since Weber retired, the No. [-] Brotherhood has existed in name only, and the two have become less and less "unite" and have been fighting back and forth all day long.
The first round of preliminaries began, there were eight people in total, and the speed of one of the black boys made the NBA players present gasp.
"This fucking amateur citizen?" Hardaway's metaphor was inappropriate, "This kid can run faster than me!"
"Ahem... Penny, it's no big deal if you run away." Bai Jidong slapped Hadaway lightly.
The strength of this little black brother crushed everyone, more than half a circle faster than No.2, and he advanced without any suspense.
The others were also very fast. After one round, the overall average speed was faster than Bowker's best result.
"It's not good, it seems that Peter may really fall to No.1 at the end." Bai Jidong looked worried, "Are these guys really amateurs?"
Ukic said sarcastically: "The most important thing in this fucked up world is shady scenes. I don't believe that the contestants are all amateur citizens. They must be semi-professional offline enthusiasts, competing in the name of amateurs. After all There is a bonus of 20."
"Rocco made a lot of sense, and I also think there's a dark side to it," Spanoulis said.
Vashabek said lightly: "It seems that the United States not only has a free air, but also wonderful rules."
"Black is beautiful, Bonu." Bai Jidong smiled.
After a while, Kenzad and Bowker came together.
"Is he the Peter you said?"
Bai Jidong's teammates cast curious glances at Bao Ke, wanting to know what is so special about this person whom Bai Jidong values.
Peter took the initiative to walk towards Bai Jidong, which surprised the audience, and at the same time realized that he was Bai Jidong's friend.
"Thank you for watching my game." Bowker said excitedly.
Olowokandi laughed loudly and said, "White Wolf can't be wrong with anyone he likes. Come on, get No.1, and we'll treat you to dinner!"
Bowker's smile became stiff, No.1?He never thought he could get No.1.
Just as Bai Jidong was about to speak, Smith habitually yelled at Olowokandi: "Stop joking, Michael, you can qualify for the top three, and Peter, as long as you get the top three."
top three?Bowker didn't dare to hope too much, the priest kept telling him, just do your best and don't put too much pressure on yourself.
Everyone's encouragement and expectations made him deeply apprehensive, and he was afraid of their disappointment after seeing the results.
"Peter." Bai Jidong said, "You are the one competing, just do your best, and I will cheer for you."
People with more sensitive nerves and quicker reactions can hear Bai Jidong's implication: don't care about grades, just run out of your level.
This means that he may not get a good ranking, but as long as he runs as hard as he can, he will have no regrets.
"Yes! I will try my best!" Bock nodded firmly, signaled to the priest, and then went to the activities alone.
Bai Jidong looked at Bao Ke, and said to Kenzad: "Father, how are you doing these days?" "Very good." Kenzad said.
"How is Peter?"
Kenzad said very well again, and then went to see how Bock was getting ready.
"White Wolf, how did you know them?" Hadaway asked strangely.
Bai Jidong laughed and said, "If you have to talk about how we met, then I can only say that this is God's arrangement." Hardaway snorted, "Aren't you an atheist?"
"Sometimes I doubt whether God really exists. When I encounter some things that I can't understand, I can only regard it as God's arrangement." Bai Jidong said.
Bowker, who competed in the fourth round, was already warming up when the third-round heats began.
Alstom came to the scene and analyzed Bowker's state today through data.Then, Alstom told Bowker that today was his best day this month.
"If you want to say which day you have the opportunity to break your own record, it is today." Alston said encouragingly.
The first place in the third round of preliminaries was a tall and thin white man. He ran the best time of the day, and then someone recognized him as the No.6 of the Minnesota one-kilometre national championship not long ago.
Bowker jumped a few times, stretched his body alive, and walked to the field.
Bai Jidong came to his side, "Peter, come on."
Bock nodded and looked at Kenzad: "Father, do you have anything else to say to me?"
"Peter, this is your competition, and it is also your destiny. You have to catch up with your destiny, and you have to catch up with its footsteps."
"Peter." Bai Jidong stopped him, "The result is not important, just enjoy the process, my family and friends will support you with me."
"Thank you, I'm very honored! Thank you very much!" Bowker said.
Bowker walked onto the track and field. He was on the seventh track, surrounded by some taller and stronger players. It seemed that he was the weakest one on the field.
The audience felt that Bai Jidong's friend must be very powerful, so they were full of anticipation for this round of preliminaries, and some people whistled, hoping that he would win the championship with an overwhelming advantage.
Bowker already knew how to relieve stress, he lowered his head, recalling the priest's words.
It has nothing to do with other people, and it has nothing to do with rankings.
This is my game.
For this moment, he practiced hundreds of times in the past month.
Bowker lowered his body, and the referee raised his pistol, gesturing, and the long-awaited moment was coming.
Bowker was fully prepared and ran to his best condition.
At the moment of the gunshot, Bowker was ready in advance, and the moment he stepped out was almost in sync with the gunfire. At this moment, Bowker was the fastest person on the field.
Then what?Bowker's second step was not steady, and the balance was shaken accordingly.
At this time, it is most correct to stop and start again.
However, if he stops here, can he find such a good rhythm, so he continues to run.
After taking the third step, his body couldn't support it anymore, and he fell forward.
There was an uproar!
Is this my fate?
Falling short, countdown No.1.
Decadent emotions are about to invade his body.
"You can't give in!" Kenzad's roar woke Bowker awake.
Bowker looked back at him, and Kenzad yelled, "God is watching you, run! Do you hear that? Run!"
Bowker's emotion welled up in his eyes, and he ran with red eyes.
Kenzad roared excitedly: "Yes, go and chase your destiny! Go and chase it, don't feel ashamed, just run!"
"Run~!"
Bowker was last in the fourth round of preliminary rounds.
He tried his best and bled all over the place, but the result did not change, he was the last one.
No one laughed at him because he was Bai Jidong's friend, he got applause from the whole audience.
"Sorry, Father, I have shamed the church." Bowker burst into tears.
Kenzad grabbed his shoulders with both hands, "Son, you make me so proud, you are the light of Catholicism in Apolis."
Bao Ke turned to Bai Jidong and Alston, "Sorry, the result hasn't changed, I wasted a month of your time."
"No, I should thank you, I saw a great game." Bai Jidong said.
Alston said: "You are still very young, come back next year, as long as you keep training, I believe you will be the fastest one."
"Why are you crying?" Bai Jidong saw that Chu Meng's eyes were red.
Chu Meng rubbed his eyes and said, "I feel sorry for Peter, if he didn't fall..."
"Yeah, it's a pity. After preparing for so long, he actually made a mistake at the start. It's really incomprehensible." Bai Jidong looked at the sky.
For such unexplainable things, he will attribute it to God's arrangement.
Bowker came last, but no one laughed at him for it. He was the player who received the most applause today.
God, if you really exist, and you've put so much effort into doing this, what are you trying to tell me?
Bai Jidong looked at Bao Ke's back, recalling this failed but still great game.
"Is that what you want to tell me?"
Bai Jidong clenched his fists and said in a tone that only he could hear: "All right."
(All right)
Using English is not for pretentiousness. When I write this, I think of the male protagonist of Hacksaw Ridge facing endless gunfire and gunpowder when he is faced with a choice (retreat with his comrades or risk his life to stay and save others) Firmly stated: All right.
(End of this chapter)
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