The main venue of Sunan University is very large, so large that it can accommodate tens of thousands of people. However, if you want to all of them be equipped with students from Sunan University, it is still a bit too big. Fortunately, there is no such thing as a senior in this sports meeting, because many seniors have already arranged to go out for internships, so after one grade of people is missing, the main venue is full, which is enough.

Song Yun was too lazy to go to the stands to speak, but it was nothing more than everyone who was so concerned and caring to carry forward the spirit of not being afraid of hardship or difficulties, work hard to achieve success, and achieve success.

Song Yun held his mobile phone and lowered his head. It was not that he liked to play with his mobile phone, but that a person around him stared at him more often because of the ring matches that happened before. Now he looks like monkeys in the zoo. Because Song Yun is a major in the liberal arts department, almost all around him are women. This is seen by a large group of women as if they were looking at monkeys. With Song Yun's old face, he feels a little embarrassed.

"Next, student representatives from major countries speak." After the principal finished speaking, he walked aside.

The first person to go on stage was a white-skinned man. As soon as this man opened his mouth, the students underground were in an uproar.

"Hello everyone, my name is Jordan. I am the representative of American athletes. Our goal is to get all the gold medals and all the mvp."

"Wow!" The audience was restless. Why is this American man so arrogant? He even won all the gold medals, and was there anyone here?

"Whether you believe it or not, our people believe it anyway, and we firmly believe it." Jordan smiled and looked at the people below the stage, turned his head and left with great care. This made the Chinese people a little unbearable.

"Damn, you have fewer gold medals than us in the Olympics, and you are so proud! We will let your people know what a great country is, full of talents!" someone shouted.

"You will pay the price for your words!" Some more angry young people threatened.

"Quiet, quiet!" The director of the teaching staff stood up, "It seems that the American students are quite flamboyant! This is a good thing. When it comes to competitions, you have to fight and compete! But you must have sports spirit. Next, invite RB athlete representatives to the stage."

A man who was quite vulgar and about 1.7 meters tall walked onto the rostrum and said with a serious face, "Our goal is to become the country with the second most gold medals. I hope everyone will take care of him."

"Wow!! Another shameless one! It's the second most. You are an average height of 1.7 meters. It's already a lot to get 2 gold medals!!" someone shouted.

"That's right, don't embarrass you!"

"If you can get 3 gold medals, I can only say that it is a miracle~~"

The RB athlete representative walked off the rostrum with a gloomy face.

"Our friendly neighbor seems to be ambitious!" said the director with a smile, "Next, please invite representatives of Korean athletes to enter the venue."

A man with single eyelids and wide chin walked up to the podium and said to the microphone, "The silver medal can be from Shenzhou, bronze medal, but RB medal, but gold medal, is our Smith."

No one in the audience was scolding at this time. They were just playing with their mobile phones. When reading novels, there were even one or two passionate couples kissing there. It was really, and they didn’t respect international friends at all.

Then a joint delegation composed of countries with fewer international students came on stage to give a speech. These people were relatively low-key and said that they would work hard to win glory for the class.

"This... I look quite confused." Song Yun frowned and said to Xie Yu.

"What's the confusion?" Song Yun asked.

"Tell me, there are Chinese people in our school, Koreans, and RB people. So, if an RB person wins a gold medal, is this gold medal considered a Chinese class or a RB person?"

"Everything is counted! Points are counted in Chinese class, and also among RB people. Haha, do you think this is very confusing? If an RB person is in your class and then goes to the competition, will you cheer for him? If he doesn't cheer for him, he is in your class. If he cheers for him, he is in RB people. I heard that it seems to be to promote unity and allow foreign students to better integrate into our class, etc., I don't understand it very much."

"It's really a tangle!" Song Yun nodded vigorously, "By the way, Xie Yu, what have you signed up?"

"One shot put, and another football." Xie Yu said.

"Football? You can play football too?" Song Yun asked in surprise.

"Of course! In fact, football is a group for every class. Play for 45 minutes, losers are eliminated, and they win the promotion. There are not many boys in our department, so I can only go there."

"There is really no talent!" Song Yun looked at Xie Yu, "Then what is his division? Just like what I said before, there are people from several countries in the Chinese class."

"Simple" Xie Yu snapped his fingers, "Foreign students have classes, foreign students can consider whether to join the class or join the country, but they basically join the country. If they join the class, unless they have a very good popularity, they will basically not be able to play. Everyone is afraid that there will be spies. If they win gold medals or something, they will get their own. Anyway, this will not be counted in the score."

"It's too complicated, I don't understand." Song Yun shook his head.

"It's okay if you don't understand, you just need to know how to kick." Xie Yu smiled.

"Me? What do I want to know how to kick?" Song Yun asked in confusion.

"Don't you know? Li Yueyue signed up for you." Xie Yu looked at Song Yun and said in surprise.

"This... she has claimed nothing for me." Song Yun stared at Xie Yu.

"I don't know about this, please ask Li Yueyue."

The opening ceremony ended quickly, and some competitions were going to be held in the afternoon. After the show ended, Wang Xuewei brought her Chinese classmates back to the class, and the class monitor and others went to get some number cards. Song Yun took his own number cards, 5213838, these numbers... are really impressive.

"Xie Yu, what is your number?" Song Yun asked with his head protruding.

"This..." Xie Yu hesitated for a moment, took out his number plate, 250594250

"Good cards, haha, we are all good cards, strive to get a ranking! Haha." Song Yun laughed.
Chapter completed!