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After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 586 - 411: Number 1, Gain Fame!
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Chapter 586: Chapter 411: Number 1, Gain Fame!

"Awesome!"

"Damn, what are you still doing in the dorm? Hurry up and come down!"

"Forget about sleep! It’s the championship!!"

"Hurry, hurry, get to the playground, we’ll miss it if we’re any later!"

The New Year has come.

Today is definitely the New Year.

Otherwise, where would such a drama come from?

By now, no matter if they were from the south or the north, everyone had started calling their friends.

If someone lost, they’d have to cross whole corps—such a huge gamble was something these soldiers had never seen before. Who wouldn’t want to watch the show?

Hu Peizhou looked at the suddenly chaotic surroundings and gently reminded everyone,

"Jiang Yonghui is a different case. If he gets into the top three, it won’t be easy to adjust. Vice Bureau Chief Yu has already made it clear."

Fang Huai paused upon hearing this, "Even if he agrees? Three seconds? I’ve also bet on He Zhijun!"

He Zhijun’s expression turned ugly once more.

But Hu Peizhou shook his head, "No matter how you win, if he’s in the top three, it will be difficult to manage. No, even if Jiang Yonghui doesn’t make it to the top three, it’s still going to be tough. He is a talent nurtured by the Liaoning Brigade with lots of effort."

Fang Huai smacked his lips.

Damn it, it’s like a sure-win delivery—worst-case scenario, I just don’t make a profit.

The folks from Liaoning were not in the mood for watching. They were also loudly advising Jiang Yonghui against gambling.

Even Sun Jia, grinding her teeth, said,

"Don’t go, I’ll go! If you lose, how am I supposed to explain it to the leadership?"

However, Jiang Yonghui was resolute, "You’d have an even smaller chance of winning. I’m faster at the Ironman Competition; there might still be a chance to win. Let’s see how he finishes this."

Sun Jia, trying to persuade Jiang Yonghui, was somewhat bewildered.

Why did it feel as if he wanted to go?

Bro, don’t aim too low! A helicopter, swimming pool...

"I’ll go!"

"No, I’ll go," Jiang Yonghui reaffirmed, then seeing the look in Sun Jia’s eyes, he smiled and said, "Don’t worry, there’s no way I’ll throw the match."

Fang Huai, overhearing their conversation, immediately said,

"I only want Jiang Yonghui! Sun Jia, if you come, I’ll only swap for Gui Qiang, or Lian Xu!"

As soon as these words came out, those around laughed.

Jiang Yonghui also somehow laughed, while Sun Jia, Lian Xu, and Gui Qiang all turned gloomy, each of them thinking "f*ck your dad" in their hearts.

It’s said that everyone has a scale in their heart.

Where others weigh favors and losses, the scale in Fang Huai’s heart was just awesome, balancing physical ability and skill.

F*cking hell, it never played with sentiment!

Fang Huai also felt something was wrong, turned around, and jokingly tried to appease his teammates, "Hey, there’s no way I would trade you guys!"

Lian Xu and Gui Qiang frowned, their wounded hearts like shards of glass.

...

The battle was about to begin.

It was 12:22 in the afternoon.

Welcome to an intense confrontation before the Grand Martial Arts Competition.

Even though it was time to eat in the cafeteria, the spectators had already arrived at the playground with instant noodles, hotdogs, and cookies, each one animated and engaged in heated discussions. Some even seemed to be betting big.

Wow.

Someone opened the betting!

Immediately, someone wagered three packs of northern cigarettes!

Yes, three packs of bonus groups!

A young soldier from the Hunan General Team, Zeng Jieyi, seemed unconvinced and countered with three packs of Hard-Shell Furong Kings! Then he began to provoke the northern zone to bet!

The north matched the bet!

Incredible, someone from the Heilongjiang team followed suit!

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Yunnan Team veteran Dong Yongshan took on the bet!

Zeng Jieyi and Dong Yongshan bickered noisily, trying to split the bets!

Northern soldier Jiang Yonghui, upon hearing the noise, looked somewhat tense. Hearing the quarreling around him, he suddenly realized he might have made a wrong decision. He slowed down the motion of rolling up the hose, it slapped the ground several times, and dissatisfied with the connection, he unrolled it again, preparing to start over.

Yes, he must be hesitating!

On the other side, southern soldier Fang Huai seemed to notice his opponent’s psychological tension and immediately shouted at the betting soldiers to back off so they wouldn’t disturb the competition, then walked over to Jiang Yonghui’s side.

What is he going to do?

Oh, he said a word, "Good luck!"

Jiang Yonghui also stood up, managed a smile, and replied, "You too!"

Before the start of the match, the two competitors wished each other luck. No matter what they and their supporters were cursing inside, this was the spirit of sportsmanship!

The Guangdong team arrived, and so did the Hubei team!

As time passed, the numbers from the north gradually fell into disadvantage!

Both sides prepared their equipment, and the event was about to explode into action. This would be a heart-stopping ten minutes!

The referee was the Anhui team, who arrived halfway through, a mix of north and south!

In the south of Huai, oranges; in the north of Huai, bitter oranges.

In this north-south clash, the people of Anhui were asked a question and not a single one squeaked.

Fortunately, the Anhui Team Leader was a man from Henan, a steadfast fan of the north, which was a comfort to the comrades from the north!

All right, the match began!

The competitors decided on four small events, each as a separate phase. They would take turns competing, but they were at a stalemate over who would go first. Eventually, the referee and participants negotiated and decided to use "rock-paper-scissors" to determine the order—loser goes first!

The method was quite childish!

But further childishness ensued!

Personnel from the various general teams and from different regions once again argued over the terms for "rock-paper-scissors"!

People from Tianjin called it "ben qiao guo"; Beijingers called it "cai bing ke"; the Northeast referred to it as "ding dang chui"; those from Fushun disagreed, calling it "kao lao tou"; in Shandong it was "jian zi bao fu chui," and Qingdao’s version was "dai qi dai," whereas Shanghai called it "cai dong li cai"; people from Chengdu, Sichuan mentioned both "bao jian chui" and "tuo tuo jian dao bu"; in Guangdong it was known as "cai qing chen"; and the people of Changzhou, Jiangsu said their term was "cou cou li ge cou"!

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