Chapter 786: Fame
Beach huts.
The postman, carrying a new issue of the magazine, rang the doorbell, looked up while waiting, and squinted because of the sunlight.
The waves are constantly breaking on the coast . Young people holding surfboards are walking out of the coconut grove, stepping on the soft and delicate white sand, laughing and talking happily. The shadows of the trees are intertwined, reflecting on the delicate white skin of the women, and the cries of seagulls form a beautiful scene of a prosperous day.
This is Hawaii, where there are only two seasons each year, summer and winter.
It is now early May and the lively summer has begun. Tourists from all over the world gather here to enjoy the unique beautiful scenery of Hawaii.
It’s so beautiful.
The postman sighed twice, then opened the small door of the wooden house. After a few brief words, he took the subscription and did not close the door again.
It was early morning, time to open for business.
The magazines were brought to the counter, the cross rope binding was cut with scissors, and with a touch of the hand, several magazines unfolded.
Without taking a closer look, these magazines were directly inserted into the display rack at the side for people to browse. However, when the last book was placed, its cover suddenly became very eye-catching. I held it in my hand and looked at it for a long time without putting it on the newspaper rack.
“Aren’t the covers of SURFER all photographs? When did they become composite images?”
Someone nearby spoke, and when he looked up, he saw that they were a few tourists, the same ones the postman had just seen walking out of the coconut grove.
One of them was obviously a loyal reader of "SERFER", or in other words, as long as you like surfing, you will be a fan of surfing magazines. After obtaining consent, the tourist took the magazine from the owner, looked at the cover again and again, with a puzzled look on his face.
On the cover, gray volcanic ash columns occupied half of the sky, and the other half was indeed occupied by surging blue waves. Above the waves, a black shadow leaped out, and white air waves drifted away behind it, like a god.
What is this, a volcanic eruption?
And is this a wave? Is it a tsunami?
Asians? Asians know how to surf?
The covers of surfing magazines have always pursued art and tension, but they shouldn’t use composite photos to fool people, right?
Several questions popped up in my mind. As a loyal reader, I couldn't help but feel a little contempt, and even more so, a sense of sadness, a sadness that the beauty in my heart was destroyed.
One of the female companions covered her mouth and asked in surprise: "You don't know?"
"Know what?"
A few people nearby looked around curiously, and some followed their female companions and recognized the person on the cover.
"Wait, Wright, you didn't go online yesterday or the day before yesterday?"
"The day before yesterday and yesterday. Sorry, I drank too much the day before yesterday and woke up the next night. And you know, I don't really like those electronic products."
"You're such a freak."
"Whatever you say." The man shrugged and tapped the magazine in his hand. "So, you're not trying to say this is real?"
"uh-huh."
Wright was stunned.
The same scene occurs in many surfing resorts.
People read the magazine over and over again, unable to put it down.
"Bifang, a name that was quite unfamiliar or rather unfamiliar to you and even to me before today, because he had never shown any talent in the field of surfing.
But in another area, above wilderness and nature, large numbers of fans like him and praise him.
It was not until I saw the facts that I suddenly realized that there is such a god in the surfing world. Yes, allow me to call him god because I can't think of a more appropriate word.
A volcano, an erupting submarine volcano, especially the extremely turbulent and astonishing waves. Anyone who sees such a scene would be shocked and terrified. It is a power that is unmatched by human power. Only a small wave is needed to tear everything apart without leaving any residue.
In 1992, big wave surfers such as Laird and Darrick invented the Tow-in method.
That is, being towed into the waves by the speed of a motorboat to gain the speed required for successful surfing, making the once impossible waves possible. This type of surfing also revolutionized the size of surfboards, making them smaller and lighter, with surfers replacing heavy 12-foot surfboards with lightweight 7-foot surfboards for increased speed and easier handling.
By the late 1990s, surfers were able to ride waves over 20 meters long.
On January 10, 2004, American Pete Cabrinha successfully rode a 21.3-meter-high wave at Jaws, a surfing resort on the north shore of Maui, Hawaii.
In 2008, a storm passed through the area, forming huge waves. American Mike Parsons completed a 23.4-meter-high surfing at the Cortes Bank underwater mountain range 160 kilometers off the Southern California coastline, successfully breaking the previous record.
On November 1, 2011, the American Garrett McNamara successfully challenged the surfing height of 23.77 meters.
Koxa, 38, currently holds the world record for the highest surf height, with a surfing height of 24.38 meters, equivalent to an eight-story building.
The heights of the waves that humans can challenge are getting higher and higher.
But everything has changed today.
Volcano surfing, a whole new path never imagined, a whole new vocabulary.
35 meters. Sorry, because there is no displacement sensor, this data is an approximate estimate, but there is no doubt that the actual height is definitely above 35 meters, it can only be higher, not lower.
Above the erupting underwater volcano, huge waves as high as 35 meters hit!
A fluid, powerful style that combines speed, muscle and grace in one perfect combination.
Obviously, this is a super slash young man. Bifang has almost perfect muscles, almost perfect control, and amazing experience and skills. Every time I see his sexy bullet muscles, I can think of the rhythmic gills of a shark.
The explosive style and smooth lines easily define a new era.
This time the surf contained a miraculous glow that only someone who grew up in the ocean can capture.
There is no doubt that within a few days, Bifang will be reported by almost every mainstream media in the world, not just this magazine.”
"SURFER" is just a microcosm. As the editor mentioned at the end, within a few days, Bifang will definitely be reported by every mainstream .
A more explosive news story than the Migration of the Geese that was widely circulated across Europe.
Everyone was spreading it, the video was forwarded over and over again, the news was published again and again, and article was written again and again.
Social applications, media platforms, portals, the enthusiasm finally subsided a little until people’s eyes became calloused from watching them.
If Bifang had previously become "famous" around the world, then at this moment, it was extremely famous.
