after falling asleep

Chapter 515 23. Rest, take a break

Mu Su rummaged through the corpses one by one to pick up storage rings, and then walked towards the finish line in a calm manner.

Cheering Zhongmu Su hit the line, and then slipped to the standby point.He is now like a humanoid charcoal, staying here can only be humiliating.

Halfway through, I went forward to interview him with the video camera on my shoulders.

"Who should I talk to?" Mu Su looked at the camera, then at the cameraman.

The cameraman who was resisted consciously raised the microphone and asked, "Congratulations on winning your first gold medal in the first Olympic Games. What do you think?"

Mu Su hurriedly imitated a normal athlete, panting slightly with his hips crossed: "How I feel... I feel that they fell down before I put any effort into it."

The cameraman asked another very sharp question: "Mr. Mu Su, the current Olympic record for the 100-meter sprint is 9 seconds, but in the finals you actually spent..."

The cameraman clumsily took out his mobile phone from his pocket and took a look, then continued: "3 minutes and 15 seconds, do you think your champion is not worthy of the name?"

Musu's dark face drooped instantly, and he pushed the cameraman, with a bad tone: "Which reporter are you? Which TV station? What's your name? Who are your leaders? Will it be?" Talk? Will you talk!"

The cameraman was almost pushed off the camera and lost his temper: "I think that as a 100-meter sprint race, the real core should be a fair and competitive race of ten people, rather than a life-and-death fight at the beginning. Whoever survives will be the champion."

"it is good!"

"Yes."

"We want to watch the game, not the explosion."

"Fair play!"

There was a lot of approval on the live broadcast page of the official website, and then it was drowned out by more rebuttals.

"Well said." Mu Su nodded approvingly, "But it's still meaningless."

Holding eight storage rings in the palm of his hand, a bright silver pistol emerged.Musu raised his gun, wanting to understand this guy who offended him.

"I'm sorry, I'm not good. I hope Mr. Mu Su can forgive me."

The moment the gun was raised, the cameraman decisively bowed his head and apologized.

Mu Su sized him up suspiciously, put away his pistol and strutted away.

Carrying the cameraman's camera at the beginning of the track, he took pictures of the corpses of the players, and then turned to take pictures of the referee team who were talking quietly.

Back in the live broadcast room, Bai Yansong said with a smile: "Now the referee team has some headaches. Only Musu successfully completed the competition, and the runner-up and third runner-up cannot be decided."

A leaderboard appeared between the two commentators, on which Musu's ranking had risen from 96 to 18, and the effect of 10 points was immediate.

After waiting for a while, the referee team discussed and reached a conclusion. Bai Yansong, who received the news, said: "After the referee team's judgment, His Highness Rabbit and Archangel Raphael are ranked second and third. Congratulations!"

Huang Jianxiang nodded: "They are arranged in the order of death."

"Speaking of which, I would like to congratulate Mr. Huang Jianxiang."

Huang Jianxiang asked curiously, "Congratulations, what did I do?"

Bai Yansong laughed loudly: "You bought 100 red crystal musu to win, and now you have won the bet, but you have to treat yourself."

Huang Jianxiang coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "Let's watch the replay next. We will continue to broadcast the final of the 200-meter sprint of the Hell City Olympic Games for you later."

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As soon as Mu Su returned to the presidential suite, all his companions watching TV looked at him and laughed.The transparent bridge yelled, "Why did you burn it?"

Musu didn't answer, and wanted to go to the bathroom to clean up.Wen Xiang said loudly again on purpose: "I thought you could hit nine in one, but it turned out that you were just lying on the ground and pretending to be dead."

Mu Su's eyes widened: "What is pretending to be dead... This is called strategic feigning death!"

"Then it's still pretending to be dead."

Musu blushed, and the veins on his forehead burst out, arguing, "Strategic feigning death can't be considered feigning death... feigning death... playing tactics, can that be called faking?"

Then there were difficult words, such as "the field is the battlefield" and "the winner is king", which caused everyone to laugh, and the presidential suite was full of joy.

Kalian leaned over, looking like she wanted to touch Musu but didn't dare to touch her, her big eyes were teary.

"It's all burnt..."

Kallen sucked her nose hard, and when she exhaled, she blew out a small snot bubble.

"Puchi-"

Kallen didn't hold back, she clutched her stomach like an idiot and giggled herself.

"It's okay, it can't be used anyway." Mu Su patted his crotch, and the charred pieces fell down, revealing the indestructible shorts behind.

He sneaked into the bathroom in a dark way, and the sound of running water came out after a while.

After laughing, Karen wanted to sneak in, but found that the door was locked from the inside, puffing out her mouth in a sullen mood.

"After a while, Mu Su walked out of the bathroom. Everyone looked sideways, and suddenly bumped into the black eyes as deep as the sea. Those eyes were as deep and vast as the depths of the ocean, with firmness and confusion The complex temperament of the time. His face will slowly pass by with the long river of time, but those eyes are always so bright and clear. When his smile emerges, it is like the morning sun bursting out; and when it is gloomy, it is like hiding behind dark clouds The unstoppable daylight.

"The tall and straight body is simply wrapped in a towel, and the broad chest is highlighted. The 24-pack abs make everyone swallow their mouths. Kalian, Transparent Bridge, and Wen Xiang blushed, their eyebrows were full of spring, and their breathing became slightly rapid."

"Jun Moxiao's eyes are full of jealousy and hatred, and his heart is full of unwillingness. He wondered why Musu is so handsome, outstanding, intelligent and wise, and he is almost 50 and has not touched a woman's hand..."

Lord Grim's hands were trembling uncontrollably, his pale lips were nunnuo.He knows exactly what this is...

Mu Su Su Biography Chapter 3!
"Please don't pretend to be a narrator to dub us, and hahahaha..." Transparent Bridge patted the sofa cushion a few times and laughed, "And what the hell is a 24-pack abs?"

"And without me." Chi Shen rarely joined the topic and said with a smile.

Several people sang together, and Musu shouted unwillingly: "I am the champion! Is this how you welcome a champion!"

Karen touched Musu's wet hair on tiptoe.

"I don't even have a medal." Transparent Bridge muttered vaguely, chewing on a snack.

This refers to Musu's pain.I don't know why there is no award ceremony and no medals in the sports meeting.

Musu beeped softly and sat down in the empty space of the sofa, followed by Karen who squeezed in.

"Here." A bag of snacks was handed over from the transparent bridge next to the shoulder on the right side, and he asked without turning his head against the TV: "By the way, I saw your head exploded, why are you still alive?"

Mu Su was proud: "I am the child of destiny, and a mere bullet wants to hurt my skin?"

"speak English."

"I was rewarded with a life in the first round of the death tournament."

"Is that so..." Transparent Bridge was thoughtful.

On TV, two commentators are introducing ten runners in the 200-meter dash.

Musu let out a long breath of satisfaction.After playing a monkey show for a long time, I was finally able to see other monkeys.

(End of this chapter)