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Guji's broadcast boasted the machinery manufacturing to the sky, and trampled the business administration class under his feet.

"I protest! I strongly protest that Guji is here to make trouble. How can the players in our class concentrate on the game when he broadcasts like this? " Lin Meijun face angry protest.

Even the gentle Zhao muxue clenched her fist and looked angry.

It's just a pity that Lin Meijun has no way to complain. The mood in the heart has not yet vented, with the referee's whistle, the game began.

"At the beginning of the competition, Wu Jun, No.1 of machinery manufacturing, competed for the top."

"Well, the ball is passed to Chen Dong, No. 5 of machinery manufacturing. Chen Dong skillfully takes the ball forward."

"Well, he passed No. 2 and No. 3. Good technique. Chen Dongxu made two shakes. He shot. Oh, he didn't. He passed the ball to No. 6 forward Gong Qiang."

"Gong Qiang led the ball into the penalty area and made a direct attack on Huanglong. He turned around and missed the opponent's No. 8, shot and scored."

"As soon as all the players of mechanical manufacturing came up, they played a very beautiful match. It was really enjoyable to watch. This kind of professional cooperation shows their strength. "

The people who came to see the competition in front of the school of economics and management were filled with indignation when they heard that Guji was so partial to class 3 of machinery manufacturing, and they all cried out in protest.

But Guji didn't pay attention at all and continued to broadcast.

"Business administration serves, No.2 Hu Yang takes the ball, machinery manufacturing No.6 Gong Qiang comes up to interfere with the other side, Hu Yang wants to break through? Yes, he wants to break through Gong Qiang. Oh, no doubt, Gong Qiang got the ball. Gong Qiang drove straight in with the ball. OK, no one defends. Shoot. The ball is in. It's beautiful. "

"Business administration's No.2 Populus euphratica once again proved to us that it is impossible to achieve good results by fighting alone. The most important thing is teamwork."

Guji's broadcast greatly inspired the morale of class 3 of machinery manufacturing, while class 1 of business administration was demoralized by him, and the morale plummeted. The team members had no way to concentrate on the game one by one with anger and resentment.

With the continuous scoring of the third class of mechanical manufacturing, the score gap gradually widened.

The members of the first class of business administration do not have any momentum at all. On the contrary, they are all angry and playing with emotion. How can they form any organized attack and defense.

Guji's broadcast completely destroyed the morale of the first class of business administration. It can be said that the third class of machinery manufacturing was able to fight better and better, mostly relying on Guji's mouth.

Because of emotional excitement, in the first quarter of the competition, there were five people in the first class of business administration who fouled more than 10 times, with an average of two times. Next, if the fouls continue, they will be sent off.

"That's disgusting! How mean! The third mechanical manufacturing class has done such a heinous thing. " Lin Meijun's face was full of anger, her hands clenched and her eyes widened.

"I'm going to complain about the third class of machinery manufacturing! Play Yin, in order to win the game, even so shameless

"I'm going to the radio room. I'm going to tear that guggie's mouth! This son of a bitch

At the end of the first quarter, 22-3, class 1 of business administration is far behind Class 3 of machinery manufacturing.

The students of business administration class 1 were filled with indignation, and they wanted to break up that Guji!

Even the gentle Zhao muxue also flushed with excitement, and could not help scolding the broadcaster Guji.

"Brother Zhao Yang." Zhao muxue turns her head and sees that Zhao Yang, who is sitting next to her, has disappeared.

Zhao muxue looked around, where there is Zhao Yang's figure.

Hum! Go away again without a word! Zhao muxue holds her chest in both hands, pouts her mouth, and looks lost.

Lin Meijun found Zhao Yang left and said to Zhao muxue, "Xiaoxue, this kind of man, he is not responsible. I advise you not to pay attention to him in the future. You are the flower of Zhonghai University. What kind of man can't be found? Do you want to be rich or official? Directly roar, a lot of rich and powerful men come in line

Zhao muxue knew that Lin Meijun was thinking for her. She said, "Meijun, it's not what you think. My brother Zhao Yang and I are just good friends."

"You, you! When do you want to deceive yourself? If you really like him, he is just a friend, as for thinking about him every day? Because one of his calls can be happy for several days? Because one of his messages can be exciting for several days? "

Zhao muxue was said to blush, "I really have nothing to do with him."

"Well, you can just say it back. Well, I'll arrange a blind date for you tomorrow, and I'll find you the second generation of rich officials."

"No."

"Why not? I'll arrange a blind date for you. It's not to let you get married. If you don't like it, don't do it. Anyway, a lot of men will be chosen for you. "

"Oh! Meijun, you bully me. "

Every time Lin Meijun saw Zhao muxue with such a pitiful expression, her heart softened. What a pity she looks like."Well, well, I won't say it. In a word, I'm doing it for you. If you are stubborn and still think about your brother Zhao Yang, and you will be injured at that time, don't cry in front of me."

At the same time, Zhao Yang, who made Zhao muxue angry, didn't leave the school as she thought. He went to the inside of the basketball hall and went to the work area.

Looking for about five minutes, Zhao Yang in front of a bright, saw him stop in one of the office outside, his face showed a ruffian smile.

There are three words in front of the door, broadcasting room.

Zhao Yang raised his right hand and knocked on the door of the broadcasting room.

After a while, a boy who was eating melon seeds opened the door.

"Who are you?" When the boy saw the stranger, he asked with some vigilance.

Zhao Yang grinned: "I'm here to teach you how to broadcast."

Cuntou boy tried to close the door, but Zhao Yang's foot held the corner of the door. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the door.

Zhao Yang pushed the door a little harder, and the cuntou man flew backward like a kite with broken line.

Cuntou man flew out nearly a meter and fell heavily to the ground.

Bear the pain, cuntou man turned all over, is about to run to the radio station.

He is very smart and knows that he is definitely not Zhao Yang's opponent, so he is ready to broadcast for help.

But before he touched the microphone of the radio, he felt his body lifted up.

Zhao Yang easily picked up the cuntou man with one hand and said with a smile, "you'd better not make a noise. You'd better not move around, or I'll throw you into a big face as soon as I let go."

Sure enough, Zhao Yang's threat made the cuntou man calm down immediately.

Zhao Yang will cuntou man down, the other side did not dare to move, only his face of fear to Zhao Yang said: "this elder brother, I am innocent, please let me go."

"Cut the crap. How should I handle this thing?" Zhao Yang asked, pointing to the dozens and hundreds of buttons on the radio station.

Cuntou man quickly stepped forward, pointing to some of the buttons to explain.

Zhao muxue was in a very low mood because of Zhao Yang's departure. She wanted to go back to the dormitory, but she thought that her class had a hard time reaching the finals. As a member of the first class of business administration, she had to stay here and cheer for the members of her class.

With the referee's order, the second quarter of the game began, and at this time, the sound of broadcasting came from the basketball hall again.

"Hello! Hello! Hello The sound of debugging the microphone came.

Lin Meijun rolled her eyes, "my God, this son of a bitch is coming again!"

The other students of business administration class 1 all expressed their protest one after another. This protest has no effect at all. After the blow of the first match, both the players on the field and the students off the field have completely lost their confidence.

Originally, the first class of business administration was able to reach the final this time. It was only through hard work that they got it. Compared with the mechanical manufacturing class three, there is a big gap in strength, so by Guji, all the people have completely given up this competition.

At the beginning of the second section, the first class of business administration will kick off.

And the broadcast also started at this time, just listen to a magnetic voice from the broadcast: "dear audience friends, good afternoon, just now the broadcaster Guji, because he ate three bags of instant noodles, five salted duck eggs, six northeast steamed bread at noon today, his intestines and stomach are uncomfortable, now he is having diarrhea in the toilet, so he can't continue to broadcast to you."

"Guji entrusted me Zhao Yang to explain the game for you. Well, to make a long story short, the second quarter of the game begins."

As soon as Zhao Yang finished speaking, nearly half of the audience in the basketball hall gave out the cry of the tsunami. Cheers, applause and laughter set off a wave of high tide.

"Good! Great

"You deserve it!"

"How wonderful! People like Guji deserve to have a rotten stomach

"This man named Zhao Yang is so funny! Ha ha... "

Zhao muxue and Lin Meijun look at each other, and then see Zhao muxue suddenly burst into a bright smile, she knew that his Zhaoyang brother would not leave without a word.

Lin Meijun clenched her hands excitedly, and then said to Zhao muxue in an incredible way: "Xiaoxue, what's the matter? How did he get into the broadcasting room? "

Zhao muxue said with a proud face: "brother Zhao Yang is very powerful. There is nothing he can't do in the world."

Lin Meijun looked at Zhao muxue, the University flower of China Seas University, with a crazy look on her face. She nodded her forehead and said, "Xiaoxue, you can't save me."

No help, no help. Anyway, I just need to look at my brother Zhao Yang. Zhao muxue said in his heart.

At the same time, Zhao Yang's magnetic voice spread throughout the venue through the radio.