In the midst of the game, tens of thousands of people in the Harvard stadium shouted in unison in excitement. Zhang Lisheng was the only one who could not feel the fun of 22 strong men wearing strong protective gear running and hitting each other on the lawn painted with white horizontal bars, fighting for a hard ball with two sharp ends.
He saw the group of young lads in the audience chanting the slogan "Go, Harvard go!" continuously.
Whenever the game came to an intense point, tens of thousands of spectators would stand up and wave their fists to cheer. In order not to stand out too much, he would also cheer, but it was obvious that he did not look too excited.
The US football game system was divided into four quarters, with each quarter taking 15 minutes. There would be a two-minute break in between the first and second quarters, a 12-minute break in between the second and third quarters, and another two-minute break in between the third and fourth quarters. For this reason, the first and second quarters were usually divided into the first half while the third and fourth quarters were divided into the second half.
In the first half of the game, Harvard and Yale took turns to take the lead and could not pull away from each other until the end. During the halftime break, the audience was looking forward to the wonderful performance while excitedly discussing the intense game just now in a hoarse voice.
It was also at this moment that Tina, who had gradually calmed down from the excitement of watching the game, saw that her boyfriend's interest was waning. At once, she could not help but say apologetically, "Oh baby, looks like you're not too interested in football. If I had known this earlier, we might as well go for a walk on the beach and eat seafood."
"It's alright, Tina. I'm not interested in competitive sports at all. Speaking of which, football is still alright. At least, compared to football, I'm playing with my hands," Zhang Lisheng smiled and casually replied.
His words made the 'new friends' sitting around him to look at each other. A young man who was not tall but seemed to be energetic could not help but say with a cold expression, "Oh buddy, let me give you a piece of advice. A man must have a sport that he likes to be a real man.
Also, as a football player, I must tell you that football is a great art. You can't insult it by saying that you don't use your hands in a game. "
"No, no, you've misunderstood … I'm sorry, I forgot whether your name is McCauley or Drizzt, but that's not what Lisheng meant …" Upon seeing someone pointing the spearhead at Zhang Lisheng, Trish took the initiative to explain without hesitation.
Before the girl could finish her words, Fred, who was sitting next to his girlfriend, suddenly said in a strange tone, "That's right, Macaulay. Lisheng doesn't mean that. He just doesn't like violent competitive sports. After all, he has the girls to rely on if there's a dispute."
These words made many people laugh out loud, but it made the girlfriend of the speaker fly into a rage. Sheila directly pointed at Zhang Lisheng and glared at her boyfriend as she said, "Fred Wharton, you're so wrong! This man is not someone who hides behind a girl when he's in trouble. When he's really angry, I guarantee that you won't even have the courage to open your eyes to take a look …"
Seeing that more and more people were joining the 'battle' and that the situation was getting more and more tense, Ellen, who was relatively neutral, stood up and clapped her hands before saying loudly, "Hey, hey! Can you all stop talking?
We're friends, and we're here to watch the game to cheer for our universities. Now, we're quarreling with each other instead! This is ridiculous! Not to mention, it's halftime now. If we don't watch the performance … Oh my God! Look over there! A paper white whale has come out! "
Everyone was stunned and looked in the direction of Ellen's finger. Accompanied by the Harvard school song, they saw a huge papier-mâché white whale swimming into the field tremblingly, being chased around by the wooden boat engraved with the 'Harvard' logo that was rowed by the warriors.
In the midst of the cheerful music, the fishermen on the wooden boat bravely threw their shuttle to attack the white whale. In the end, they finally punctured it.
The pronunciation of the word 'whale' was very similar to 'Yale'. For this reason, when the Yale football team, which was playing on the passenger ship, wore white jerseys, thunderous cheers immediately resonated in the stadium when they saw the paper 'sinking' beluga whale.
Performances that were full of ridicule were often performed in the US College Football League. Since the two schools would take turns to play during the halftime break of the game, it was an ancient practice to use music, dance, and language as weapons to attack the 'enemy.' However, wonderful works were rare.
Just as the audience was applauding the wonderful performance, Zhang Lisheng's attention was focused on the hundreds of young men and women who were wearing black robes with an open thick book embroidered on the back, standing like sculptures by the side of the field.
When he saw the face of the leader of the group of black-clothed people, his pupils shrunk right away. In an instant, the silent young man wearing black-rimmed glasses who was standing in front of a tattered bus on the coast of Hawaii in his memory appeared.
The smiling young man who flashed before his eyes at Boston Logan International Airport overlapped with the expressionless leader of the black-clothed people by the side of the field.
"The thick book that was opened … Kamil … He's here … It's Kamil! He's not dead yet …" Zhang Lisheng muttered to himself. A strong ominous premonition suddenly rose from his heart, causing him to clench his fists and clench his teeth.
Right at this moment, the Yale school song resonated in the stadium. The black-clothed people at the edge of the field strode into the field accompanied by the music.
"No! Something's not right!
Even if I'm facing a whole team of Shrimp World No. 1's sages, Warlocks, warriors, and archers, I shouldn't feel so nervous now! No … "Zhang Lisheng looked at the black-clothed people who silently laid out an octagonal diamond pattern on the green grass under the gaze of tens of thousands of people and began to sing in a low voice. He felt goosebumps all over his body and could not help but stand up.
"What's wrong with you, baby?" Her boyfriend's loss of composure shocked Tina. She hurriedly stood up and asked in a whisper.
"There's no time to talk anymore! This is really f * cked up! I should've gotten rid of the 'disaster' last night!" Zhang Lisheng snapped back to reality and said loudly in bafflement, "Tina, Trish, Sheila, let's go! Don't worry about anything! Let's go now! Otherwise, it'll be too late …"
Tina was stunned. When she saw that Trish and Sheila had already stood up in panic due to their trust in Zhang Lisheng, Trish did not forget to warn everyone, "Everyone, let's go! A disaster is going to happen soon …" Then, she hurriedly pulled Ellen.
Just like that, time passed by. A few seconds later, as the group of black-robed people standing in the center of the field began to sing louder and louder, a vertical eyeball suddenly appeared faintly in the clear sky above their heads.
That eyeball had a height of more than 20 meters, with a vivid pupil that seemed to be made of flowing magma. When it turned and scanned the entire stadium, it caused countless spectators to exclaim and discuss. After it appeared, Zhang Lisheng, who was originally excited, sighed and sat down with a blank expression.
"I'm sorry, baby! I-I'm sorry …" When Tina, who had already pulled Ellen up from her seat, saw her boyfriend's action, she was stunned for a moment before letting go of her hand stiffly and sitting down as well. After a moment of silence, she said while holding back her tears.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, Tina. I've long known that you have feelings for your best friend.
Trish always likes to be a devout Catholic Saint.
The burden on Sheila's chest makes her move slower than the others, so it's only natural for her to be trapped, "Zhang Lisheng interrupted his girlfriend's words and said with a frown.
"Please, Lisheng! Can you be reasonable? It's only been more than ten seconds from the time you stood up and shouted to the time you sat down to ridicule us. Even if we're Olympic sprint champions, we can't run out of the stadium, okay?" Sheila, who was by the side, could not help but defend herself.
"Sheila, I'm not angry at all of you. I'm angry at myself.
Sh * t! I should've just taken you away directly after transforming. It would've only taken one or two seconds. Anyway, it's impossible for any witnesses to get out of here alive … "Zhang Lisheng took a few deep breaths and calmed his emotions." Okay, it's too late to say anything now. We must look forward.
You and Trish come to my side immediately. No matter what happens later, remember to relax your body and close your eyes if you're afraid. I promise that you'll be fine. "
"Is it serious, Lisheng? What exactly is that eyeball?" Sheila nodded and took Trish's hand. Squeezing past the legs of her 'new friends' who were looking at her as though they were looking at a lunatic, she walked to Zhang Lisheng's side.
Her boyfriend's exasperated shout resonated from behind the girl. "Sheila, that eyeball is a 3D projection! It's not some unimaginable new technology! It's just that it's made to look lifelike!"
"Oh, Fred, it's great if you think that it's a 3D projection. At the very least, it can make the last moments of your life less desperate.
But listen to me, if I were you, I'd hurry to the back of the auditorium and wait patiently for the opportunity to escape. If you're lucky enough to escape, you'd better shut your mouth and not say anything, lest you die even more miserably in the future! " Sheila turned to her boyfriend and said before sitting down next to Tina. Looking at Zhang Lisheng, she asked again, "Dear, what exactly does that eyeball represent?"
"I don't know what it is either." Zhang Lisheng stared at the front without blinking and replied with a wry smile. "I only know that the guys who summoned it and sang in the center of the arena should be members of the Truth Society. Their leader had once gone through thick and thin with me in Hawaii, and we were captives of the foreign world's powerhouses together.
Later on, he became a traitor to mankind, and I, on the other hand, plotted to kill the two guards to escape. In turn, I killed those foreign world's people … "
"Oh, baby, we've participated in the thrilling ending of this story and heard the first half of the story from you on the yacht." Tina asked with her eyes wide open. "The leader of the Truth Society is that guy called Kamil, right?"
"Yes, I thought he would have been killed by Sage Altman or captured by the government. I can't believe that I'd actually meet him like this two to three years later. This is incredible!"
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