Chapter 280 Red Romance
You don’t have to believe in Chinese football, but you can always believe in Chinese fans.
Dozens of fans dressed in red faced hundreds or thousands of Japanese spectators.
Just like Xie Bingran was alone, facing the encirclement and suppression of seven Japanese players...
However, when "Defend the Yellow River" played, hundreds of Japanese audiences were already overwhelmed by bursts of boos.
It turned out that before Xie Bingran started running, the small sea of red in the stands had already helped her win a resounding victory.
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Two Japanese uncles who looked like "security guards" rushed up quickly, waving their arms and using Japanese "jiriguala" to dissuade.
The leading fan, with a smile on his face, said "I don't understand what you are talking about"...
The two Japanese uncles were so anxious that they shouted "STOP" in broken English.
They cross their arms to form an "X" in front of their chests, hoping that the "foreigner" in front of them will understand their meaning.
The fan uncle smiled, and at the end of the entire "Defend the Yellow River" section, he waved back at the right moment, causing the group of fans behind him to stop.
The two Japanese security men were relieved, wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and seemed to say "thank you" in Japanese.
At this moment, in the stands opposite, the group of Japanese spectators in white booed openly.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, the two Japanese security men hurriedly talked nonsense into the intercom and signaled to their colleagues on the opposite side to also quickly tell the Japanese audience to "stop their uncivilized behavior."
Looking from a distance.
Two Japanese security men were communicating with the Japanese audience in the stands opposite.
Judging from the posture, it is roughly "remaining restrained and watching the game in a civilized manner".
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There was a pause in the sound.
The boos from the opposite side seemed a little weaker.
But in an instant, two reckless Japanese young people stood up, with arrogant faces and bared teeth. They shouted insulting words like "Baga" at the stands...
On top of the stands here.
The leading fan's eyes narrowed, as if he was suppressing his inner fire.
He turned around and said to the people behind him:
"Brothers, we still have to act like a big country and not be like this small country!
We must also show grace, show goodwill, and show friendship first and competition second! ”
The two Japanese security men couldn't understand what he was talking about, but looking at his kind and restrained smile, they probably guessed that he was helping to stabilize the situation, so they couldn't help but feel grateful.
The fan uncle paused and then said:
"For the sake of grace and kindness, let us sing the song of friendship!
Get ready~”
The next moment, the loud singing echoed again:
"Big knife!
To the Japs
Cut off the head..."
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There should be very few Japanese people who can understand what the other person is singing.
Maybe it's just a way of cheering and motivating, to build momentum.
But the Chinese viewers who were watching the live broadcast could clearly distinguish the bloody spirit conveyed by the fans from the slightly blurred background sound.
So on such a special day, under the auspices of such a special game...
Through television, the Internet, and the radio, some collective emotions that had been dormant for many years seemed to wake up at this moment.
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CCTV Sports Channel broadcasts live footage of Japan’s JSports.
In the footage, the host of the sports channel who was responsible for the broadcast and commentary stopped introducing the players and left his voice to the scene.
So the faint singing voice in the background was spread through the live broadcast signal.
In official situations, some words cannot be explained.
But not saying it is enough.
And when Xie Bingran's cold, determined and beautiful face appeared on the TV screen, countless people in the country got to know this eighteen-year-old girl for the first time.
The time, place, scene, and atmosphere where she appeared all contained too many unusual and unspeakable vocabulary, emotions, and spirit...
As a result, her appearance became particularly dazzling, and the mark she left was particularly profound.
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Under the neat and loud singing of the fans, the "boos" of hundreds or thousands of Japanese spectators in the opposite stands seemed so unorganized and undisciplined that they were instantly collided and disintegrated.
In the stands, Nie Fei and Wu Feifei could not hide their emotions.
Xu Chen looked at the stands opposite and found that some scattered spectators in other stands were converging towards the area where the fans were.
After a while, at least twenty or thirty people merged into the small red ocean.
Wu Feifei said in confusion: "How come there are still Japanese audiences joining?"
Nie Fei said: "Maybe they are Japanese Chinese or other Chinese audiences."
Wu Feifei: "I've thought about it all."
She suddenly remembered the scene during the National Games, looked at Xu Chen and said:
"Uncle, these fans are not arranged by you, are they?"
Xu Chen smiled and said:
"I really don't have the ability."
On the day of September 18th, a one-to-seven siege...
Such a situation related to "national justice" was really not something Xu Chen could deliberately arrange.
For Xie Bingran.
This is like a huge test and a grand ceremony.
And this kind of test and ceremony cannot be arranged deliberately by any individual...
Wu Feifei lowered her head and looked at Xie Bingran who was running on the field, and said in a low voice but seriously:
"Brother Bing, come on..."
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Tonghai University, Xiaohuang Building Lecture Hall.
In addition to the freshmen from the advertising department, there were actually more freshmen and seniors from the same college.
Due to Senior Bai Miao's relationship, this "East Asian Youth Games" has attracted some attention in the college. And under the topics of "nine to eight" and "one to seven" yesterday, it has naturally become known to more people.
Hearing that some students organized a live broadcast event in the lecture theater, students who had no classes rushed over.
On the TV lens projected on the screen, they met Senior Bai Miao as they wished, and they also met today's protagonist for the first time.
The one who has pushed Bai Miao out of the top spot under the age of 20 since his debut half a year ago. Now the number one domestic women's hurdler, 918 faces Xie Bingran who "breaks out of Osaka".
In addition to their awareness of strength, many boys looked at the short-haired girl and couldn't help but think that her appearance was really tough and not like the mainstream aesthetic of soft and sweet.
So this uniqueness adds an unexpected attraction.
And the cold and gloomy temperament between her delicate brows and eyes made a group of girls feel a little off guard.
"This young lady is so cool..."
Many people took out their mobile phones and began to search for some scraps about her.
So I heard someone ask:
"Why is she called 'Brother Bing'?"
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Brother Bing has not officially registered at the university.
But at this moment, Huahai Normal University naturally accepted her as a student.
The school's various publicity measures have been fully launched since yesterday.
Originally, there were one or two posters of Dong Jiajia and Xie Bingran posted on campus. And yesterday afternoon, Xie Bingran's competition posters were hung on the two main streets of the school headquarters.
This morning, in the school's "Siqun Hall" and "Yinti Building", students' "Live Broadcast Watching and Cheering" activities were also specially organized.
In this university that Xie Bingran had not yet had time to truly set foot in, almost overnight, she had become well-known to everyone.
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Chenfeng Science and Technology Park, auditorium.
Xu Zhiquan arranged to purchase a huge projector, and Wu Yue arranged to install it overnight.
Today, hundreds of employees gathered together...
Naturally, there are also a bunch of Brother Bing's brothers such as Li Rui, Zhao Feng, and Fang Tao.
Li Rui made a special call and also called Li Qiang and a group of Bing Ge's friends from junior high school.
Xu Zhiquan didn't have any airs or rules. He sat on the floor next to Li Rui, Zhao Feng and others on the rostrum.
A group of rough guys started to light up cigarettes among each other.
Fang Jun, who was sitting below, stood up and walked to the podium expressionlessly, sitting down next to Mr. Xu.
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Osaka, Nagai Stadium.
On the eight tracks, eight players have already taken their stand.
They are all professional athletes, and they are all in the golden age of seventeen, eighteen or twenty, and their body lines are full of strength and youthful beauty. They adjusted and confirmed the starting blocks under their feet, then stood up to make final preparations.
Pat the body vigorously to activate the physical cells and spiritual will.
The seven Japanese players are all wearing light white sports vests.
Xie Bingran stood on the eighth track, and the red uniform of the national team was particularly eye-catching.
The track ranking is based on the previous group stage and semi-final results.
The best positions are naturally the fourth and fifth lanes in the middle, which are occupied by popular Japanese players Kaoru Akabane and Miyoshi Tada.
Both of them have also broken under 12 seconds, and they are also the absolute strongest in Asian women's short track events.
Xie Bingran made it to the finals, but his results in the group stage and semi-finals were not too impressive.
Perhaps there is also room for selfishness and secret manipulation by the host country. The only "foreign player" was placed on the eighth track at the edge, just like a foil for the seven Japanese players.
Perhaps, as many Japanese media have hyped and discussed in the past two days, they have regarded today's game as a purely internal competition within Japan.
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Above the venue, the Japanese broadcast from the host was heard.
Start introducing the players on each track one by one...
Every time after introducing a Japanese player, while she waved to the camera and the stands, bursts of cheers and applause erupted from the stands.
That was naturally the few Japanese spectators uniformly dressed in white in the stands on this side.
They waved red and white national flags and cheered excitedly.
When Kaoru Akabane in the fourth lane and Sankichi Tada in the fifth lane were introduced, the cheers and applause became even louder.
At the National Games, Xie Bingran broke the National Games record and also surpassed the time of 12.93 seconds of senior sister Feng Youping, the gold medalist of the previous Asian Games.
At this moment, Kaoru Akabane, who is on the fourth track, has a PB (personal best) of 12.88 seconds, which has also reached the top level in Asia.
And Colorful Sanji is almost the same as her.
It's no wonder that the entire Japanese audience has such enthusiasm and confidence in these two players.
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Over the loudspeaker, the host from Japan finally introduced the eighth track.
And when he pronounced the words "Xie Bingran" in a poor accent, the Japanese audience in the stands next to him immediately let out a burst of malicious boos.
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Xie Bingran's delicate face was projected onto the large LED screen above the stands by the camera lens.
Her eyebrows were cold and there was no sign of any emotion.
At this moment, a few passionate and loud songs floated from the small red ocean again:
"Sister, move forward boldly!
Go forward, don't look back!
The road to the sky!
Nine thousand nine hundred, nine thousand nine hundred and nine! ”
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The song comes from "Red Sorghum".
The Japs arrived at Qingshakou, and Jiuer brought out "Eighteen Miles Red" sorghum wine for the warriors.
Drink heavily and stride forward.
A rough and violent anti-Japanese tragedy.
Desolate, passionate, and tragic.
The people who dare to live and die are the color of blood.
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Wu Feifei looked moved, but said jokingly:
"Uncle Fan, you really know how to do your job..."
Nie Fei blinked and whispered:
"This is so romantic."
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In the stands, the group of Japanese spectators in white booed constantly.
Perhaps they had no idea what the rough-looking men opposite were singing.
But it doesn't matter at all whether they know it or understand it.
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In a moment of absolute silence, the starting gun sounded.
At a moment when everyone holds their breath...
Hongying.
Suddenly, a dragon appears with a spear.
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When that red light runs across the track.
When the seven white clothes were thrown off, they collapsed.
When everyone once again remembers what month and day it is today.
Time, place, people...
This moment.
Destined to be carved into a piece of history.
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In the stands, the small red sea set off waves of carnival.
This group of rough-looking Chinese uncles no longer had the same steps as before when they sang. They hugged and shouted with their own postures and voices.
In the stands opposite, the few white-clad Japanese spectators were in disarray and chaos.
Dumbfounded, incredulous.
Nani? ! !
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Wu Feifei was screaming and Nie Fei was wiping tears.
Xu Chen is smiling.
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On the loudspeaker, the obviously confused Japanese host finally began to announce the results in a slightly shaky tone.
The Chinese name "Xie Bingran" that he couldn't pronounce well, but he had to try to pronounce it as accurately as possible.
Bai Miao, Dong Jiajia and other teammates have already rushed onto the track and hugged their "little junior sister" vigorously.
The seven Japanese players behind him, Kaoru Akabane and Sankichi Tada... put their hands on their hips and applauded for the champion, sincerely or out of necessity.
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Xie Bingran was surrounded in the middle with a calm expression.
She turned her head slightly and looked in the direction of a certain bleacher.
Wu Feifei suddenly stood up: "Brother Bing is looking at us!"
Nie Fei seemed to have thought about something clearly and said with a smile:
"She is looking at Xu Chen..."
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In that little red ocean, the carnival continues.
The depression and anger they had accumulated in the football match the day before were released at this moment.
Xie Bingran ran between the courts, followed by his teammates.
Brother Bing slowly came to the red ocean area and raised his head slightly.
The leading fan took a huge national flag from behind, shook it with all his strength, and handed it to Xie Bingran.
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Ladder classroom, auditorium, Siqun Hall...
In front of countless TV sets, computer and mobile phone screens...
A celebration carnival is sweeping across the country.
On the CCTV Sports Channel, the host responsible for the broadcast and commentary suppressed his emotions and said in a deep voice:
"Please remember this day and what month it is.
Remember this moment, it belongs to each of us.
Remember this audience, they traveled thousands of miles throughout the night.
Please remember this name and use your strongest method...
Xie Bingran..."
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Dear adoptive fathers, don’t blame me for being slow to update. I don’t dare to write all the plots of Bing without my heart. The pressure of deleting, editing, and revising is so great.
It’s the end of the month, please give me a monthly ticket...
(End of chapter)