282: C282 The Swimming Championship Began!

C282 The Swimming Championship Began!

"I saw it with my own eyes. Could it be fake?!"

"Those sports geniuses were all delayed by you guys who distorted the truth and didn't know the truth!"

The man glared at the other customers in the shop and cursed.

"Hey, why are you cursing?!"

"That's right, freedom of speech. What right do you have to scold us?!"

"Do you believe that I won't film you right now? Then, I'll post you online and let the netizens come and kill you!"

A few customers were enraged by the man's words. They shouted at the man.

"Do you think I'm afraid of you?!"

The man pushed the table and stood up, glaring at them.

"Hmph, a gentleman doesn't use his mouth to attack. I'm a cultured person, so I can't be bothered to argue with a barbarian like you!"

"Boorish man!"

"Other than knowing how to use brute force, what else do you know how to use?! "

A few customers were shocked, but they still pretended to be calm and sat on their seats.

After all, the man's seat was closer to the exit. Even if they wanted to sneak out, they wouldn't have the chance. They might as well pretend to be brave, or at least not lose in terms of momentum.

"The audience might be curious why we suddenly mentioned this hundred-meter genius who suddenly rose up in the Yuan Qing City. It's because we received the latest news that this hundred-meter genius from the Yuan Qing City has also signed up for the provincial swimming championship. "

"He also signed up for nine events in one go. He has one more event than Flying Fish and Phelps!"

The host, Yu Shuangshuang, looked at the latest news in her hands and reported directly to everyone.

"Nine projects, but I don't know if he's a young hero. As the old saying goes, whether it's a donkey or a horse, it's a horse. Pull it out for a stroll. Soon, we will know that this so-called genius of the Yuan Qing City... As for the evidence, it's just a packaging. Let's wait and see."

"Nine events of the swimming competition?! Hmph, now it's probably a packaged gimmick!"

"Even if it's only one event, my stamina won't be able to handle it, let alone nine. Looks like it's going to be a joke."

The people in front of the television in the province couldn't help but laugh when they heard the sudden emergence of the hundred-meter genius from Yuan Qing City in the swimming competition. In their hearts, they already thought of Lin Cheng as a clown.

"If this kid can get good results in the swimming competition, not to mention the top three, as long as he can get into the top eight, I will believe what you said! That should be enough, right?"

In the restaurant, the eyes of the customer who had previously argued with the man lit up, and he directly countered with this topic.

"He will definitely make it into the top 8! And he can even stand on the podium! Just wait for your loss!"

The man glared at the person who spoke and said aggressively.

However, he was a little uncertain in his heart.

After all, this was a swimming competition, not a 100m race.

He could only pray silently in his heart, hoping that Lin Cheng would have an amazing performance.

At the venue of the swimming championship, in the swimming pool of the Yuan Qing City.

"Next up is the 50-meter butterfly swimming competition, I need to prepare to warm up."

Wu Shuaibin looked at Lin Cheng with excitement and reminded him.1

"Oh."

Lin Cheng nodded and then walked out of the lounge unhurriedly, looking no different from usual.

"Lin Cheng, don't be nervous. Just treat this match as a training match. With your strength, as long as you perform normally, you can at least lock onto the top three. Don't feel too much pressure. After all, you have nine events."

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