It has been more than ten years since she last participated in an international sports meeting.
Ye Banglan and Lu Qingning were also there at that time.
She was on the track, and they were cheering her on below.
So many years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the familiar logo of the International Games, Si Fuqing also deeply understood the poem "Things are different and people are not the same, everything is over. If you want to speak, tears will flow first."
She pressed her hat, turned around, and walked out with the crowd.
"Fuqing, here." In the waiting area, Coach Mo judged her location based on the style and color of the clothes Si Fuqing gave her.
She stepped forward and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your disguise skills are so good. If you hadn't given me the photo in advance, I wouldn't have been able to tell it was you."
Si Fuqing had a headache when she mentioned the matter of disguise. She sighed: "Coach Mo, don't mention it. I was trained by fans."
Coach Mo recalled the scene where her team members all called Si Fuqing his wife: "..."
There are fans everywhere, and being a top player is really hard work.
No, only Si Fuqing's fans are blooming in various fields.
"Let's go, our hotel is over here." Coach Mo patted her shoulder and joked, "When this international sports meeting is over, your number of fans will definitely continue to increase, so remember to exercise more."
Si Fuqing followed Coach Mo to the hotel.
Soon a waiter came forward to take the luggage from her hand.
There are many photos on the first floor of the hotel, from black and white to color, which are the history of the development of international sports games.
"A hundred years ago, Daxia participated in the International Games for the first time." Coach Mo smiled, "We didn't have a representative team at that time, only one person went."
She pointed to one of the black and white photos and whispered: "He is carrying the flag alone and walking on the track of the International Games."
The photo shows a very young man wearing a simple white vest.
There are two red words "Da Xia" written on the vest.
The shoes he was wearing were even glued.
Well-equipped athletes always stand out among other players.
At that time, industry was developing rapidly, and the Western Continent was rising rapidly.
Under the impact of new technology, the Great Xia Empire was on the verge of collapse.
But some people still came forward to participate in international games, even if they were ridiculed.
One person represents a country, single-handedly.
Si Fuqing looked at the bright red flag on the wall and smiled: "It's different now."
"Yes, it's different." Coach Mo nodded, "This year alone, there are more than 800 delegation members, and there are also the most advanced ultra-high-definition broadcast trucks in the world."
Daxia, this huge empire, once again proved in the shortest time——
It will never be willing to take a back seat to others.
Even if it is submerged by the current, it can quickly float up and occupy a certain position.
Standing tall in the forest of the world without falling.
Coach Mo brought Si Fuqing to her room: "Fuqing, you need to rest first. I will take you to the track and field team in the afternoon."
Si Fuqing made an OK gesture.
Coach Mo was about to leave and let her rest alone. When she turned around, she was surrounded by athletes from her own team.
"Coach, coach, I'll just take a look, just a look!"
"As long as I can catch a glimpse of Qingqing, I will definitely kill all the invincible opponents in the field tomorrow!"
"That's right!"
Coach Mo: "..."
She believed their evil deeds.
"Eh?" Si Fuqing asked Maomao, "It's okay, everyone, come in."
The athletes cheered and squeezed in.
Coach Mo had a headache: "Fuqing, don't spoil them."
"Being a fan, I'm sure I'm used to it." Si Fuqing pulled out a stack of signed photos from his backpack, "I have them all."
Coach Mo sighed.
At this time, the youngest girl in the team hurried over from outside.
"Old..." The girl was glared at by Coach Mo and quickly changed her title, "Baby Qingqing, there is a super handsome man looking for you!"
"I know you like good-looking people, but you must keep your eyes peeled. Don't let him deceive you!"
Si Fuqing: "..."
In fact, this is her mother’s fan, right?
Coach Mo raised his hand and flicked his fingers to the girl: "Listen to what you said."
"I'm serious." The girl felt aggrieved, "He's really handsome. I wonder if he's a celebrity."
They have been preparing for this International Games, and they are basically training in a closed environment, with very little knowledge of the outside world.
When Si Fu heard the girl's description, he knew who it was: "Coach Mo, I'm going out for a while."
"Go ahead." Coach Mo asked with great interest, "A boyfriend?"
Si Fuqing had a hard fist and smiled: "No, he is a criminal!"
Coach Mo: "???"
**
Si Fuqing walked out the door and saw an upright man leaning against a tree.
He half raised his head and raised his hand to catch a falling yellow leaf.
The half-warm sunlight fell on him through the withered branches, bright and dim, and outlined his beautiful eyebrows into pale gold.
Every inch of the face is perfect.
There is no need to look at other scenery, it is a scenery of its own.
Si Fuqing remembered what the girl told her and rubbed her eyes.
It was a very light movement, but Yu Xiheng caught it.
He turned around and said, "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"It's nothing." Si Fuqing hooked her hand towards him, "Come here, it's like this every time."
He believed that if he stood here, everyone would watch him in just a few minutes.
It's better to take it into the room and hide it first.
When Si Fuqing returned to the room, the others had been cleared away by Coach Mo.
She pushed Yu Xiheng inside and quickly closed the door.
Yu Xiheng covered her lips with her fists and coughed lightly: "The prisoner asks for a chance to speak."
Si Fuqing glanced at him: "I'll give you ten words."
She wanted to see what he could say.
He stretched out his hand to touch her head, but in the end he didn't touch her head.
He just looked at her with his eyes and said with a slight smile: "Qingqing, you have worked hard all along."
Si Fuqing's fox eyes widened slightly.
After a few seconds of silence, she quickly took two steps back: "You committed a foul!"
"Huh?" Yu Xiheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but still had a faint smile on his lips, "There are no more than ten words, only nine."
Si Fuqing walked over and took out a small book to read.
The number of days recorded above happened to be thirty days.
One month.
Great progress.
Si Fuqing was still very satisfied.
Yu Xiheng saw that she had been reading a notebook: "Qingqing?"
"Because of his eloquence, the prisoner temporarily got a chance to be released on bail." Si Fuqing closed the notebook, "If he commits another crime within the prescribed period, he will be a repeat offender in the future!"
Yu Xiheng looked at her and raised her eyebrows: "Bail?"
"Okay, I admit that I'm just soft-hearted towards you." Si Fuqing stuffed the notebook away, "There's no second time, no, it's the fourth time!"
"..." He was silent for a moment, "The fourth time?"
Why is it the fourth time?
"Do you need me to settle old scores with you?" Si Fuqing crossed her arms and looked at him coldly, "The first time you suddenly killed me in the game, the second time you followed your master without respecting martial ethics and suddenly
Arrive at Ghost Valley."
"This is the third time!"
"..."
Yu Xiheng raised his hand and pressed his temples for the first time.
It actually happened three times.
There are too many coincidences.
Yu Xiheng recalled some of the things he had done after arriving in 1,500 years ago, and made sure that he had not done anything similar again. He nodded slightly: "Yeah."
"But you came just in time. I do need your help with something." Si Fuqing held his chin, "I promised Coach Mo to participate in the subsequent long-distance running event. Please seal my evolutionary bloodline first."
These words made Yu Xiheng's eyes change suddenly.
Si Fuqing was still smiling, her fox eyes crinkled: "I trust you the most, Ninth Brother."
After the evolutionary lineage is sealed, there is no difference between the evolved person and ordinary people.
Only in this way can the greatest fairness be achieved.
Otherwise, even B-level evolvers can easily sweep through all projects.
But there are very few people who can seal her evolutionary lineage, and they must gain her full trust.
Yu Xiheng sighed and showed a helpless and indulgent smile.
He finally touched her head. Her hair was very soft, and when she was well-behaved, she looked like a little tiger with its sharp claws closed.
He whispered: "There is really nothing I can do against you."
Si Fuqing's eyes brightened: "Did you agree?"
"I agreed, but there are conditions." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "I can't let myself get hurt."
Si Fuqing hugged his neck and rubbed his neck: "No problem, Ninth Brother is the best."
Yu Xiheng raised her arms and hugged her, sighing again in her heart.
To this day, she still doesn't know how attractive she is to him.
If this continues, he will be the one unable to control it.
**
Afternoon, hospital.
"How is Mai Jiang's leg?" Coach Luo looked worried, "There won't be any serious sequelae, right?"
The girl on the same team pursed her lower lip: "I'm not sure."
The opponent hit Mai Jiang's leg exactly and kicked him hard.
Although the opponent was also disqualified and banned from competition for five years, Mai Jiang suffered such an unreasonable disaster.
"They really did it on purpose." Coach Luo clenched his fists, "We can't just let this matter go."
Before the girl could speak, a mocking voice sounded.
"Yes, we did it on purpose."
Coach Luo turned around and his expression changed.
This is the representative team of the Principality of Kaman.
One of the young men shrugged and smiled: "Exchanging our reserve players for your seed players is a good deal."
As a result, in the two events of 5000m and 10000m long-distance running, no one from the Daxia Empire could win medals.
Coach Luo’s face was ashen: “You are despicable!”
"It's strange that you don't have anyone anymore." The young man didn't care at all about Coach Luo's rage, "If you have the ability, just send more powerful people to the track. What, you have nothing to say?"
Coach Luo looked at him intently.
Suddenly a voice came down with a casual smile: "We have it."
This time it was the young man's turn to change his expression: "Who?!"
The girl slowly walked in from the door: "Daxia Empire, Si Fuqing."
Good morning, qyue is only a few dozen votes away from the previous one. Dear friends who have a monthly pass, give Qingqing one~
This chapter is also called "His Majesty is Hidden in the Golden House"
ps: All the plots are made up by me (it seems to be nonsense), don’t connect it with reality, don’t argue with it. There is nothing illogical written in reality. The problem is that this is a fantasy novel. If it is connected with reality, wouldn’t it be good to read realistic writing?
