After wearing the book, I became popular on the survival show

Chapter 62

"Hey, handsome guy, can I take a photo with you? I watched your game online. You are very strong. This time, you have to work hard for the preliminary round. After all, there are not many Asian faces in this arena. Like It’s even rarer to have such a good-looking Asian face like yours.”

Song Yumian had just landed in the United States, and before she got out of the airport, she was immediately surrounded by blond, blue-eyed, and sexy foreign beauties.

Most of them got to know him from the photo of him touching blue ice in Iceland, which became popular all over the world, and then turned to watch his game on the Internet, and then they couldn't help but fell in love with him.

Knowing that he was going to come to the United States to participate in the World Championships this time, he deliberately ran to Los Angeles and blocked the door, wanting to see the beauty at the same time.

I also do my best to wish this young rookie who participated in the World Championship for the first time to have a satisfactory performance and results.

Song Yumian is not like other contestants who like fans to follow him all the way, from his hometown to the competition site.

After the competition, the pick-up after the game is basically done in an excited mood, and it can be regarded as an expression of love for survival projects.

He doesn't care too much, and it's in city B, and it's just a matter of taking a taxi every time, so there's no need to make a big fuss and enforce restraint.

But if it was to follow him on the plane and spend the time of the air ticket just to accompany him to the competition venue, Song Yumian had always made it clear that it was unnecessary and strictly refused.

And his fans have also informed and persuaded each other, and they have always followed this principle and bottom line very well.

It's the same when I come to America this time.

Except for most of the foreign beauties, only a small number of Chinese who live in the United States and are interested in survival in the wild, at this moment, asked for signatures and asked for a group photo, and surrounded Song Yumian with three circles inside and three circles outside. group.

"Okay, thank you, I will try my best."

Song Yumian was carrying a suitcase that was not too small, surrounded by the crowd very politely, and stood in it.

Within the time frame allowed by the report, he tried his best to meet the demands of the fans who came here because of him.

On the other side, the Canadian player who just got off another flight, when passing by Song Yumian, obviously sneered, and deliberately muttered something in order to be heard.

"As expected of a celebrity, wherever he goes, he lives on his face."

"Weak chickens rooted in women..."

What he said was so aboveboard that when they passed by Song Yumian, most of the fans, including Song Yumian himself, heard it with their own ears.

At the same time, it also angered all of them.

"What did you say..."

The few fans standing in the outermost circle around them turned their heads and choked almost the next second after hearing these words, telling the Canadian player who had planned to walk over like this, and the job he brought. The personnel were all stopped.

And they... It seems that after finding fault, they didn't think it would be so easy, so they just left here.

There was no need for the fans in the outer circle to stop them. They said something angrily just now, and the group of four or five people all stopped in place, turned their heads, tilted their heads with a smile on their lips, and crossed the surroundings provocatively. Everyone looked directly at Song Yumian, who was standing in the crowd at this moment.

Although he didn't say anything more, just that sloppy look was enough to make people feel completely uncomfortable and provocative.

If it is not at an airport with a large crowd, there are laws to prevent trouble.

But I really want to rush forward with a punch, and punch his face with one eye open and one eye closed deliberately provocative.

Thinking this way, the fans around had already clenched their fists in secret. It was only because Song Yumian was in the way of this competition, and he didn't want him to be affected for nothing, so they kept silent.

As for Song Yumian himself, he didn't seem too interested and wanted to talk to him.

This kind of ridicule and questioning, since the day he decided to go abroad to compete in the World Championships, he has been prepared to fall into it.

But it's just trash talking before the game. If they really listen to it seriously and affect their emotional response, then for players like them who can really get a place in it, they will really lose.

"I'm not in the mood to talk to you off the court. It's not good for anyone to make a big deal before the game, so... get out."

Song Yumian still said that with a blank face. While speaking, he didn't forget to quickly sign his name for the fans around him.

From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at those people.

The Canadian player, in addition to his club owner, also brought a coach and a professional health nutritionist.

Now a group of people stood in front of him, and the words they wanted to be provocative, but it was like a heavy punch, in front of all the audience, it was perfectly punched, it was really embarrassing.

And Song Yumian was never used to going out to compete by himself, with so many people around him, only Uncle Chen, carrying their respective suitcases, surrounded by fans talking and walking all the way.

He quickly forgot about it and completely left it behind.

Only those few people were left standing in place, clenching their fists in vain, remaining in a suffocating embarrassment.

And this situation accompanied Song Yumian all the way to Los Angeles, the gate of the Wilderness Survival Association building.

There is still a group of fans happily surrounding him.

Expressed to him his love for him and his expectation for his first final result in the World Championships.

This should be a very common thing. Over the years, although survival in the wild is not like football, basketball and the like, it is a relatively mainstream circle.

But the regulars who can rank in the top five in the World Championship basically have worldwide popularity.

A few fans who come to pick up and drop off the plane have to take a group photo and ask for an autograph, which is nothing more than an ordinary thing.

Except for the champion Aokenuo who is still at the top even at the age when ordinary players should retire.

For the rest of them, there were never as many fans as Song Yumian had today.

As a rookie who has just stepped into the World Championship, how can he have so many fans.

Let alone a Chinese.

In the past few years, it has been only the first round of the preliminary round, the bottom country.

Survival in the wild is not a sport suitable for Asians, and it is impossible for the Chinese to achieve any results in the field of survival in the wild.

Inherent physical deficiencies make them not belong to this field at all, and they can only get down obediently and put all the players at the bottom of the field.

Not to mention, the one who was sent this time was such a seemingly weak star.

Her skin is fair and tender like a woman's. I'm afraid she'll cry until she's on the difficult map selected for the World Championships, shouting to give up.

"But just a star."

"Chinese people don't have courage and blood, and they are born unable to survive in the wild."

"Sending such a person is better than sending a woman. When we are tired, we will be a little happier when we meet him."

At this moment, there is still about 15 minutes before the unified reporting time of the association. Players and staff from all participating countries are not allowed to enter the building.

They could only stand in a group in the small square outside the door.

There are a total of 20 countries that have qualified for the preliminary competition, and most of them are located in Europe and the United States. In Asia, due to the late development of the industry, only Song Yumian was shortlisted.

He has an obvious Asian face and a relatively slender figure. Standing in this group of white or black men who look extremely rough, he looks extremely discordant and abrupt.

It is inevitable that people will judge people by their appearance, and instinctively feel that he will be a little weak.

In addition, China's performance in the past has not been very good, so there are these unsightly jokes and ridicules he heard on the road just now.

Before the game, it is very troublesome to get involved in disputes caused by personal grievances with the players.

At the same time, Song Yumian didn't think that these people's strong prejudices could be changed by just refuting them in a few words.

Facts speak louder than words, and performance on the court is the most important thing.

And just as Song Yumian was thinking this way, Aokenuo, who had been late for a long time, finally walked towards him from the crowd with his head held high, and at the same time, he also focused his attention on an American girl named Kim who was in front of him. on yellow hair.

The sound of sending a girl just now in the distance came from him, and this time he walked directly to Song Yumian's side and stared at the hair of the beautiful girl beside him.

It was as if as an American, choosing Song Yumian instead of cheering for him would be a great betrayal for him.

He hated him so much that his eyes were full of anger, and while he was staring provocatively at Song Yumian, who was lowering his head to sign autographs for fans, he raised his hand and wanted to grab the girl's golden hair from behind.

But in the next second, the wrist that he stretched out was firmly grasped by a sudden big hand.

Such a strong force far exceeded his imagination of people at the beginning, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free at all.

"Hey, the competition hasn't started yet, what are you planning to do? Could it be that you want to be intervened by the association, just entered the World Championship, and immediately disqualified?"

With an indifferent expression on his face, Aokenuo stood in front of Song Yumian idly, as if he was crushed to death as long as he moved out of the association, he would definitely not dare to resist with him.

Unexpectedly, Song Yumian not only didn't let go as he expected, but handed the autograph in his hand to the fans, then stared at him firmly, and squeezed his hands even harder.

Such pain and strength even made Aukenuo suspect that this person could directly crush his bones without any effort as long as his hands were a little heavier.

"There are surveillance cameras around here. It was you who provoked it with malicious intentions. If you ask the association to intervene, you will also be unable to bear it."

"Don't be afraid. I'm a Chinese medicine doctor. My hands are very stable. It's just a pain. It won't break your wrist all at once."

Song Yumian said, with a cold face, and silently exerted a little more force on the acupuncture points.

And as expected, the person in front of him winked and looked in pain.

"Aren't you over there before, telling them that we Chinese are not bloody? Now? Do you think there is?"