Gene Game

74 The Fated Result (2)

Her expression is calm, her gait is both brisk and steady, and she feels like she is in a quiet lake surrounded by jungle, in a crowded stadium.

    Liu Yi didn't dare to look any further. He turned his back and dragged the Yali in front of him: "Stare, and tell me the result at any time."

    "Boss, have you ever been so nervous when you were pointed at by a gun?"

    After thinking for a while, he replied: "I really haven't."

    Ben wanted to say a few words to ease the tension. The prelude to "Swan Lake" began, and he shut up immediately. Everyone has heard the same melody many times, and it is normal to be impatient. Some parents suggest that they take their children to leave, and the venue is chaotic.

    These are disadvantages.

    Even if it is oneself, it is not easy to play the original level in this situation, let alone her? In the end, off-field factors still had a big impact.

    A family had already walked to the entrance of the stadium, and their parents had already left, but the child stopped and then dragged her parents back abruptly. I don't know when, the lingering conversation and noise on the venue disappeared, only the sound of music can be heard in the ears, and the steps of the girls on the carpet. The sleepy coach on the sidelines suddenly rallied and stared intently, as if he had seen something rare.

    "Head," Yali sounded at a loss, "I don't quite understand, but I suggest you look back and see for yourself."

    Liu Yi immediately turned around. In just a few seconds, he knew the reason for the changes in the field. That... is it really Lu Fei? Her jumping and spinning posture is not particularly perfect, which is indistinguishable from Meng Xinyi, but it feels completely different. It is not a difference in temperament or performance skills, but a difference that is unclear and invisible to the eyes.

    As if something came from her dance call, Liu Yi could only think of this.

    Whether it is sniping, Yali's good fighting skills, or Lu Fei's rhythmic gymnastics, Liu Yi sees it as essentially the same. They are all human skills. Taking the current Lu Fei as an example, her long hair, eyes, neck, shoulders and arms, chest and waist, legs and slender feet, everything is moved according to her will and wishes. Understanding shows.

    Thousands of exercises, and record each one, continue to sum up, learn from, improve every action, experience all kinds of accidents, repeat, fail, repeat again, fail again, training accumulated over time And continue to be proficient until the final mastery.

    Every project is like this. Humans strive to challenge their own limits. There is no room for trickery, and there is no supernatural power. Some people with outstanding talents would get such a description as the ancestor grandpa appreciating food and eating, Liu Yi can accept this at best.

    At the technical level, she has not exceeded his cognition. Although she has a good talent and has been trained for several months with AL intensive training, she is still only the best among amateur players. This is the objective law. But...Looking at Lu Fei on the court, he was shaken. There is something beyond the limits of human beings, and beyond that, it can't be explained.

    She is no longer beautiful or elegant, or similar words, although she is indeed worthy of these descriptions.

    She feels shocked. Liu Yi now has the most practical experience of the so-called touching the soul, and even time has stopped.

    I used to think that "expressiveness" is a very subjective criterion. The so-called artistic score is purely based on the judge's mood. Now even this idea has been overturned. Compared with her, even professional athletes are more proficient in technique, but they will never be better at performance than her.

    The tune is simply written for her. The last note disappeared, and when Lu Fei bent over to pay tribute to the audience and the referee respectively, Liu Yi said silently in her heart.

    Then, as calm as when she entered the arena, with no expression of satisfaction, and no intention to brag, she left the carpet with the two little girls in the same group.

    Everyone watched them, in fact they were watching her retreat to the corner of the stadium, or someone in the referee's stand first patted a few hands, and then the audience awakened like a dream, whether it was the girl who participated together or the parents who came to help, applause It swept everyone in an instant.

    By now, Liu Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. Because of the hot weather, sweat was all over my back, making it sticky and uncomfortable. Yali slapped him harder than ever: "This time it's stable."

    The trials are still going on, but the rest of the time, both the players and the referees, are just going through the process. There is no one who can beat Lu Fei in this training hall, Liu Yi believes so firmly. The two exchanged tacit glances. She raised her arms and made a gesture of raising her gun to aim, and then opened and closed her mouth slightly.

    In, she was telling me this. If it weren't for all people around, Liu Yi just wanted to hold her in his arms enough.

    After an extremely long hour, finally waited until the last group of players retired. The trials lasted for the whole afternoon. Except for the few who knew hopelessly, most families waited until now. Seeing the staff running around with the blank paper that recorded the score, Liu Yi felt nervous. Is the scoring fair? Nothing will happen again, right? It's all here, if Lu Fei wins the process but loses the result, he doesn't guarantee what he will do.

    In the middle of the referee's bench, Coach Wang from No. 1 Middle School stood up, and the noisy training hall was suddenly quiet. The parents looked at the fifty-year-old man more attentively than the boys looked at Tao Ying. Coach Wang looked around the entire arena with great patience, until the suspicious whispers reappeared in the crowd, he slowly said: "Now announce the result."

    Don't sell it anymore, hurry up, Liu Yi feels that his will has been exhausted.

    "Before that, there is one other thing to be notified in advance," Coach Wang said. "As for the admission of No. 1 Middle School, all the referees have unanimous opinions. There is one in total."

    Liu Yi held his breath, if possible, really wanted to stop his heart. If he had a gun in his hand and was just waiting to be fired after aiming, there would be no doubt about the misfire.

    Coach Wang smiled and turned to the girls' queue: "Congratulations, Lu Fei, I will report on August 31. See you on the campus of No. 1 Middle School."

    Lu Fei walked out of the queue, trembling slightly, bending her knees to the referees, and thanking them upright. Tao Ying took the lead, and her little sisters gathered around Lu Fei in cheers, holding her up and throwing her into the air. Yali shook his fist: "I decided to make an exception for you. Set a date, call more people, and have a drink!"

    Obviously he didn't do anything, but there was a kind of exhaustion all over his body. If it weren't for the Yali shoulders, Liu Yi would sit down. Thinking of something, he found Meng Xinyi in the team. The girl froze in place like a stone statue, there was no hysterical yelling, but tears flooded her face like a flood that opened the gate.

Deserve it. The matter ended here, Liu Yi straightened his collar and walked out of the stadium quickly. Behind him, Lu Fei got rid of her sisters and chased it out lightly.