The award ceremony was scheduled for the next day. Unfortunately, Old Niu, along with some comrades who were more seriously injured, couldn't make it to attend.

The morning sun was blazing, making everyone's faces glow with a rosy hue.

The members of Jiangcheng Team and Guangyang Team were all sporting bruises, yet their faces bore excited smiles, especially the moment they heard the music start.

All three teams held their trophies for a group photo, and finally, there was a grand group photo for all teams, creating a scene of great enthusiasm. Even Xiao Feng, who usually had no sense of collective honor, had a smile at the corner of his mouth...

However, just after the champion, runner-up, and third place teams finished taking photos and left the stage, the host took the cue card in his hand and said, "The trophies for the top three teams have already found their owners; next, we will announce two special awards."

The words "special awards" had everyone buzzing. Until now, no one had heard of any other awards, making this a groundbreaking first.

The host didn't keep everyone guessing for long and soon revealed the answer: "First is the Best Spirit Award, and the winner is Comrade Niu Wanchen."

The members of Jiangcheng Team exchanged glances, then burst into applause and cheers, while the others obviously didn't know that Niu Wanchen was Old Niu.

But soon, Old Niu's photo appeared on the big screen, along with some of the honors he had received in the past.

"Comrade Niu Wanchen, with extraordinary perseverance, held on until the end in this competition, solidifying Jiangcheng Team's champion position. He fearlessly faced challenges and endeavored courageously, setting a great example for us!"

The host recited the speech as images of Old Niu falling and then getting up again played on the screen behind, complemented by suitable background music, creating a perfect atmosphere.

By the end, maybe the host was also influenced by the aura he created, and he said impromptu with his fist clenched, "Comrades, when we are down to our very last, when we have nothing, the only thing we can rely on is the spirit of fighting till the very end. While there's still breath, the battle continues. The flesh may be destroyed, but the spirit lives on!"

Applause like a tidal wave erupted, though the faces of Miao Yueqian and others looked somewhat unnatural. The speech seemed as if Old Niu had already died?

But soon, everyone's attention shifted elsewhere.

As mentioned before, there are two special awards to be announced; one has already found its owner, so who will receive the other?

The host calmed his excited mood and said, "Next, we announce the other award, the Best Style Award, and the winner is Zhao Huoshan!"

In the Guangyang Team's camp, Zhao Huoshan seemed somewhat incredulous. When the camera focused on him, his expression was a bit dazed, like he hadn't realized it yet, while his teammates beside him were so elated it was as if they had won the award.

"Comrade Zhao Huoshan exhibited high character in this competition. He cared for his teammates and was always at the forefront in crisis situations..." The host's voice rose and fell rhythmically, sounding very well-paced and powerful, with great skill in creating an atmosphere.

As Xiao Feng listened, he nodded and said, "This Zhao Huoshan is indeed quite good. Previously, he had the ability to directly render Old Niu incapable of fighting, but until he was left with no choice, he only then targeted Old Niu's injured left shoulder."

Miao Yueqian appeared pensive, as if she had an epiphany, and remarked, "After all, we are not true enemies but are future comrades who will fight together."

After a while, the host announced for the award recipients to come up to receive their prizes.

Zhao Huoshan stood up and slowly walked towards the podium. Although he was trying hard to restrain himself, he couldn't hide the joy between his brows. He truly hadn't expected to win an award.

But at Jiangcheng Team's side, everyone exchanged a look as if agreed upon in advance, and took a step back neatly, leaving Xiao Feng directly at the forefront.

Clearly, they planned to have Xiao Feng accept the award on behalf of Old Niu.

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless. When did these guys become so considerate?

Moreover, such synchronized movement was definitely pre-planned.

So, who was the mastermind behind setting him up?

Xiao Feng suspected it was the little girl; she often loved pranks and might bear a grudge for the beef jerky he took from her before and seek revenge—it wasn't impossible.

But this suspicion was soon ruled out because, no matter how mischievous the little girl was, she was still disciplined, and even if there was a coalition, it would never have included Miao Yueqian.

But if not the little girl, then who could it be?

Miao Yueqian?

No time to think further, the music had already started, and Xiao Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up.

Stepping onto the red carpet and onto the stage, Xiao Feng accepted the trophy handed over by the award lady and was planning to leave.

However, the host stopped him and handed him a microphone: "Say a few words on behalf of the award recipient, and also, as the coach of Jiangcheng Team, what would you like to say about Jiangcheng Team winning the championship."

"You go first," Xiao Feng looked at Zhao Huoshan.

But Zhao Huoshan appeared very nervous and said, "I haven't thought of what to say; it's better if you go first."

At this moment, Zhao Huoshan indeed felt a bit regretful; had he known he would win an award, he would have definitely prepared a speech, but here he was, standing on stage with his mind muddled, not knowing what to say.

Xiao Feng cleared his throat twice; he was still not quite used to such relatively serious occasions and pointed to the monkey from Qiu Tai Team that fell into a pit earlier, jokingly saying, "Won't you give this brother a consolation award?"

The whole room erupted in laughter, and the atmosphere immediately lightened up.

"First, I thank the organizing committee on behalf of Old Niu for awarding him such a prize," Xiao Feng tried to make his words sound a bit more formal: "As for Jiangcheng Team's victory, there's actually not much to say."

The host felt a bit awkward; what kind of person is most frightening?

Not the kind who speaks piercing words, but someone like Xiao Feng who says nothing after getting on stage and answers every question with 'nothing much to say.'

"Then please tell us about Jiangcheng Team's training methods," the host encouraged.

Xiao Feng thought for a moment and replied, "Training should be based on each person's physical condition; being too rigid can cause issues. Actually, I'd rather discuss the exercise itself."

"Uh..." The host didn't quite know how to proceed with the conversation.

He wasn't an entertainment journalist who needed the interviewee to say something eye-catching, and if Xiao Feng were to make a remark critical of the competition, he would also have to bear responsibility.

But during this moment of distraction, Xiao Feng had already started speaking...

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