Xing Xing, who was next to me, almost spat out the soda in his mouth when he heard the first event was sumo wrestling.
"What kind of shitty event is this! Both sides are Chinese, but the first event is sumo wrestling from Japan!? Who wants to watch two fatties fight!? "
Zhonghai Civil and Military School also had a face of doubt. Although they were confident in the 'martial arts competition' and had great physiques, they lacked a fattie to guarantee victory in sumo wrestling.
"If it's male sumo wrestling, then let Ye Lin go." Zhuang Ni instantly made the arrangements, "Although the chances are low, if it's female sumo wrestling, then the only choice is the heavy as Mt. Tai, Loud Mouth …"
"Who's heavy as Mt. Tai!" Loud Mouth protested, "Also, sumo wrestlers' attire is so revealing, there's no way I'm going to wear it!"
Behind Loud Mouth, Little Smart, who was sitting in the audience, also said faintly: "According to common sense, the scene of two scantily clad men hugging each other is extremely good for me. Unfortunately, Ye Lin isn't beautiful at all, I'll probably have to close my eyes for the entire first match."
While the discussion was going on, Professor Bai suddenly continued: "Everyone, please pay attention! Although this event is sumo wrestling, it's not the traditional Japanese sumo wrestling, but rather 'electric fan sumo'! "
"Fuck! What the hell is electric fan sumo! "I ridiculed," Don't tell me it's two competitors pushing each other with a fan on top of their heads! "
It wasn't until the staff moved a round table and placed it in the center of the stage, then Professor Bai and Hu Xianyong each brought a table fan and placed it on the table to demonstrate, that we roughly understood.
It turns out that the so-called electric fan sumo uses the 'head turning' function of the table fan. When two table fans are placed very close to each other, they will inevitably bump into each other due to the head turning, which can easily cause one of the fans to fall under the round table.
Professor Bai and Hu Xianyong demonstrated it to everyone. In the end, because Professor Bai chose a good angle, his fan won, while Hu Xianyong's fan fell under the round table.
"The details of the Fan Sumo Wrestling competition are as follows, please listen carefully." Professor Bai read from the phone screen, "The competition uses a best-of-five system. Each game is divided into the attacker and the defender. The defender can only choose a suitable position to place the fan, and then the attacker decides the relative position of the two fans. When both sides are ready, the power of the fans will be turned on at the same time. The fan that remains standing after the collision is the winner! If both fans fall, then the one left standing on the table will be the winner! "
The few situations where there was no special explanation were obviously a draw. Although the Fan Sumo only used ordinary household appliances as props, it was very interesting.
Because the area of the round table that could accommodate two fans was not big, it was difficult to place the fans in the limited space. In addition to the position, it was also necessary to choose a good time to turn off the power of the fan to ensure that when it was restarted, the fan would swing at the right angle to attack the enemy fan.
That's why even though the name of the competition had the word 'sumo' in it, it was actually a scholarly competition. It seems like the scholarly competition will continue in the order of 'one scholarly, one martial' (the class leader's OCD was very pleased).
"I'll do it! I'll do it! " Kyle tried his best to show off in front of Ai Mi, so he volunteered himself to Zhong Hai's principal, Liu Qianpeng.
Liu Qianpeng rubbed his chin and thought for a while. He probably felt that scholarly competitions weren't Zhong Hai's strong suit, and the Fan Sumo Wrestling didn't seem to be very technical, so there was a lot of luck involved. So he nodded and let Kyle, the rising American actor, take the lead.
While I was hesitating about who to send, Goodwhite, who I didn't have any hopes for, stood up from his seat and expressed his interest in Fan Sumo.
"Center of gravity, inertia, angular momentum, and you even have to consider the interaction between yourself and the enemy's wind … this is a physics experiment that tests your ability to calculate on the spot!"
Goode pushed up his glasses, which were as thick as the bottom of a beer bottle, and displayed his perverted enthusiasm, as if he was not tired from doing a hundred simulated test papers.
In terms of academic performance, Good Bai was the undisputed number one in Qing Zi High School. He was the type of guy who liked to swim in the ocean of knowledge.
My dad was a physics teacher, and I used to rely on physics to pull up my test scores. As soon as Good Bai opened his mouth, I knew he had grasped the essence of Fan Sumo Wrestling. Maybe he already had a calculation formula in his head.
I didn't discuss it with Zhuang Ni and gestured to Goodbai, "Please go on stage." Goodbai nodded and walked toward the stage. Although he was short, his silhouette looked taller and taller in the eyes of the audience.
"Can he do it?" Zhuang Ni asked me through the Bluetooth headset, "Can he only be an armchair strategist?"
"No problem." I assured Good Bai, "Didn't you see that Principal He didn't object? I've seen Good Bai do experiments in the science lab before. Whether it's a physics experiment or a chemistry experiment, he's always very efficient. "
Kyle stood next to the round table with a fan in his hand. When he saw his opponent was the ugly Good Bai, he arrogantly shouted to the audience: "Ye Lin, why don't you come up and compete with me? A tall guy like you is hiding in the back while a short guy is acting as your vanguard … "
"I'm ready." Good Bai ignored Kyle's provocation and directly adjusted the position and angle of the fan. He chose the 'disadvantaged' side without even trying to guess a coin toss.
Kyle was snubbed, so he did the same thing and positioned the fan closer to him. He thought he would definitely win as the attacker, but he didn't expect that his fan would be dodged by the opponent's fan by a hair's breadth. No matter how anxious Kyle was, the two fans were always able to maintain a distance of a hair and didn't collide.
The angle of the fan's head was limited, so the attacker's fan quickly changed direction while the defender's fan was slower by a beat.
The difference of one beat allowed the defending side's fan to catch up to the attacking side's fan from behind. With a "pa" sound, the defending side's fan hit its butt, instantly causing the latter to lose its balance.
Kyle's fan fell onto the table while Good Bai's fan was as steady as a mountain. The first round's result was clear.
"What's the difference?" Kyle scratched his head in confusion. He was someone who rarely came into contact with "center of gravity, inertia, and angular velocity." While he was confused, he lost the second and third round. In the end, he completely lost in the fan phase, allowing us to gain three precious points.
"Good job, Good Bai!" Xiong YaoYue was overjoyed. She slapped Good Bai's back and almost sent him tumbling.
"Now we're in the lead three to zero!" The Five Tiger Punishment Squad cheered, "Big Brother Ye, this duel … no, this duel had a good start!"
Zhuang Ni praised me through the Bluetooth headset: "I didn't think a trash like you would have a good eye for people. Even if you guys get the three points, we girls won't fall behind!"
I sighed: "Why are you still fixated on the difference between men and women at a time like this? You're the one who forgot our goal and mission! "
Zhuang Ni snorted and didn't want to talk to me for the time being since I had caught her sore spot and couldn't refute it.
Even though the class leader knew the match wasn't that simple, she was still very proud of the team's glory. She praised Good Bai without any hesitation. Good Bai's expression didn't change and he replied in a flat tone: "It's nothing special, it's just something we talked about in class."
The class leader's three loyal dogs immediately shook their heads and discussed in private: "The class leader's high school classmates are so boring! Back in the day, we worked so hard under the class leader, but wasn't it all for a single word of praise from the class leader? I can't believe Good Bai reacted so coldly to the class leader's praise! "
The class leader understood Good Bai's personality, so she didn't mind. Zhuang Ni and I were acting as the class leader today, so the class leader didn't have to worry too much about the match, so she was more concerned about the health of her family in the audience.
"Xiao Zhe, and Auntie, don't let uncle eat too much oily food. It's not good for his body, it's easy to get high blood pressure and high blood fat!"
Uncle Fireball Shu Dongbo smiled bitterly and put down a New Orleans roast chicken leg he was holding in midair.
Just as Kyle was about to dejectedly leave the field after losing the match, Ai Mi got a loudspeaker from somewhere and shouted in Kyle's direction:
"Didn't you just say 'women don't like losers'? You're a loser right now! I will never like you! Hurry up and go back to America to act in a second-rate movie! "
Ai Mi's public rejection caused everyone to laugh. The head teacher, Auntie Owl, agreed and said: "That's what students should be like! Dating doesn't benefit your studies at all! "
Principal He Qimei took a full five minutes to digest the joy of winning the first match. She spread her hands apart and wanted to clap, but felt like it wasn't the right time. It looked like she was gathering Kamehameha.
"Good job, Good Bai! I'll give you an extra 10 academic credits next semester … no, you don't need academic credits! I'll tell the teachers to give you more homework! "
Such an inhumane punishment was actually a reward for Good Bai. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and nodded. He had an additional request: "I need more difficult homework. Also, we can reduce the amount of time we have in class and have exams in every class!"
Even though Good Bai won the first match for class 2-3, most of the students still glared at him as if he had killed their parents and wanted to find a chance to strangle him.
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