Chapter 41: Start reading

After boarding the plane, Rui Ruifeng was still chanting the clouds, showing how the eight words of "Qianqiu and the generations of the rivers and lakes" are deeply rooted. He asked Tang Yibai, "Do you say that clouds will secretly crush me?"
"Impossible." Tang Yibai shook his head in a slap in the face, and his tone was like iron, cold and hard.
Rui Ruifeng does not think so, "How is it impossible? She is my fan, what is the impossible for fans to secretly love idol?"
Tang Yibai explained with a blank expression. "You are more than 30 centimeters taller than her. If she wants to kiss you, she will not be able to jump. So it is impossible between you."
This is really convincing, and Rui Ruifeng thought that he nodded. "It’s right. Then you don't have to reject her... Yuan Shitai let me not fall in love now."
Yuan Shitai did not allow Rui Ruifeng to fall in love. This incident Tang Yibai also knows that the reason is nothing more than fear of his distraction and affect the performance of the game. In fact, many coaches are either secretly or secretly not allowed to fall in love with athletes who are making achievements. The gold career of athletes is too short. The girlfriend is 30 years old and then finds it all, but the gold medal is missed for a lifetime, although Rui Ruifeng already has an Olympic gold medal, but who would suspect that he has more gold medals? Moreover, as far as the current domestic system and public opinion are concerned, the gold medal is often not only the athlete's individual affairs, but the contribution and expectation of a large group of people.
Then contacted Rui Ruifeng's double business, he fell in love and said that he did not know what kind of shocking ghosts, so Yuan Shitai gave him a strict ban.
Compared with these cruel and extinct coaches, Wu Yongwu’s coach seems to be somewhat different. After all, he often cares about Tang Yibai’s emotional life. He asks
Is this your girlfriend?

Is that you? "Friends," "You are not yet in love, you haven't been in love."
In fact, behind these issues, there are hidden deep concerns from Wu.
Professional athletes are a young group and an inciting group. They don't have time to fall in love. It doesn't mean they don't want to fall in love. After all, their male hormones have never been shortageed, even more than ordinary people. For example, when Rui Ruifeng was seventeen years old, she was lured by a female fan-turned to open a house (later saved by the coach). For example, the younger son of tomorrow has learned to be a little girl with the flower tour team, and so on. It can be said that an athlete who is ready to move is a normal athlete.
However, Tang Yibai is not like this. Regardless of whether you look at your face or look at your body, Tang Yibai is one of the most valuable athletes in the entire swimming team. He is the team of the swimming team. Because the women's team has been unable to choose the team's flowers, Tang Yibai also served as the team of the swimming team. Such a handsome guy, character is particularly good, emotional intelligence is also high, so even in the three years of his silence, the girl chasing him is also going forward, lined up like waiting for dumplings. Even the young girl in the cafeteria likes him, so that every time he sees him, he is bitter and deep. It is such a person, but he has never been close to a woman, has no desire, and lives the same life as an old monk.
The word "not close to female color" used to be a realm in the past. However, in today's prevailing rot culture, the word seems a bit horrible, and Wu's brain is inevitably opened. To take a step back, even if Tang Yibai does not rot, but has always suppressed humanity, it will easily become a metamorphosis...
Wu did not want to see Tang Yibai becoming a pervert.
So I saw that Tang Yibai was finally willing to engage with the little girl, and his old man was particularly pleased.
The blues in June is still winter, but the temperature is not very low, probably equivalent to the fall of Beijing. The temperature of the sea water is 20 degrees up and down, it is not suitable for launching water, so Tang Yibai's training is indoors. Although it has spanned half of the earth at once, the training life has not changed much, and the same is tired and boring. The athletes' achievements are all piled up in sweat. Although every athlete has such a clear understanding, fatigue is not related to ideological consciousness. It is the instinctive reaction of the body. Clouds, these reporters, just from the digital to feel the difficulty of being an athlete: he is most conservatively estimated to swim 10,000 kilometers per day, this is just water training, not including the various body training on the land. However, if you don't feel it once, it's hard for ordinary people to feel the exhaustion that is so faint and tiring.
Such a boring and exhausting life will inevitably require a spiritual adjustment. So it didn't take long for the two Asian guys, Tang Yibai and Rui Ruifeng, to become the adjustments for the female members of the swimming club. The muscles of Asians are not as thick as those of Europeans and Americans. Although professional athletes such as Tang Yibai are more slim than European and American professional athletes, Asian body lines are more delicate and beautiful. I don't know if they are greedy or beautiful. The aesthetic style of the beautiful men has spread to the European and American sports circles. When they are free, several girls like to go to Tang Yibai, and they say hello on the road, and a bold girl. In the evening, I went to knock on the dormitory door of Tang Yibai.
Tang Yibai is speechless, Laozi is tired of becoming a dog, who is patient with them!
When I had lunch this day, the two of them just sat down and were watched by the girls. The blonde, Angelina, sat next to Tang Yibai, holding her chin and winking at him, and asked Tang Yibai, "Tang, I Does your hair look good?"
I know that Tang Yibai’s English is not very good, so she slowed down the speed with a particularly considerate attitude. After asking this sentence, she said,
You Chinese girls don’t have blonde hair?

Tang Yibai slowly replied, "I like black hair, not very long, very soft, like a waterfall..." He suddenly smiled, his eyes were low and gentle, his smile and warmth, like the sunshine at the seaside.
Angelina looked at his smile slyly. "You look so good."
At this moment, a shadow suddenly covered them. Tang Yibai looked up strangely and saw Beyat. Bayat, British, 19 years old, the main tour is a short-distance freestyle, this year's 100 meters from the best score is 47 seconds 80. He came to Australia for an extracurricular training. The coach of this club, Brown coach, has a lot of experience in guiding short-distance freestyle. He has trained two world champions. Beyat believes that he will be the third.
However, after he came, he found that it seems that Brown coach prefers the Chinese named Tang Yibai and always praises him. Not only does the coach like him, but even the girls like him. It’s just a matter of fact. The man is as thin as a sheep, and he likes him anyway!
At this moment, Beyat looked down at Tang Yibai, his eyes full of contempt.
Tang Yibai bowed his head and silently ate in his contemptuous eyes.
Bayard was a little embarrassed and said aloud, "Tang, I want to challenge you."
"Well?" Tang Yibai looked up at him. "What do you mean?"
"Let's have a game, how about this afternoon?"
"I have to train in the afternoon."
"Don't you dare?"
Tang Yibai shook his head gently. "You ask Brown coach. I can promise after he promises."
"Oh, no wonder Brown coach likes you, is it good to be his answering insect?"
Tang Yibai stopped paying attention to him and bowed his head to continue eating. Rui Ruifeng was sitting opposite him. Although he didn't understand what Bayard was saying, it was not a good thing to look at from the expression, so he gloriously shouldered the work of roaring Beyat. In order to show his momentum, he stood up. He is taller than Beat.
Bayard dropped a sentence, "waiting for the cry of crying," and then went away.
After lunch, Rui Ruifeng called Yuan Shitai to report the situation. Tang Yibai went to the beach alone. He turned his back to the sea and took a photo of himself and sent it to the clouds. Originally wanted to send a text message, but he suddenly wanted to listen to her voice, so I deleted the text and changed it to voice information.
Tang Yibai: "What are you doing?"
After a short while, the information of the cloud came back, and it was also a voice: "Haha, Tang Yibai, the technique of taking pictures is so bad!"
Tang Yibai heard the suspicion, not because of this sentence, but because there seems to be a man talking in the background of this statement? He played the information back and forth several times and finally determined that there was a man talking, but he couldn’t hear what he was saying.
He thought that she should be in the unit at the moment, and it is normal for a colleague to speak. Even though he thought so, he was still annoyed and asked again: "What are you doing?"
Clouds: "Look at the sunset."
Watching the sunset? The time difference between him and her is only two hours. Where does she go to watch the sunset? Tang Yibai felt that he was not right and asked, "Where is the sunset?"
The cloud also made a self-portrait. The background is a coast, the twilight is heavy, the setting sun has fallen, the houses on the coast are lit up, and she smiles brightly at the camera, but behind her is a man sitting sideways, her face blocked by her, watching Not enough.
Tang Yibai’s heart was tight and he couldn’t tell the depression.
The cloud sent a voice message: "It is the Aegean Sea."
In the Aegean Sea, she and a man went to the Aegean Sea! They are sitting at the beach and chatting and watching the sunset, so romantic things she is doing with others! Tang Yibai bit his teeth, although knowing that he thought this way is very unreasonable, the cloud has her freedom, she wants to see the sea with whom to see the sea, but he is still very unhappy. He almost questioned who the man was, but controlled it in time and took a roundabout tactic.
Tang Yibai: "A person goes?"
Clouds: "No, with my younger brother. He has to eat Greek roast lamb."
Little brother? The cloud has mentioned this person more than once. A thin and pale figure emerged in Tang Yi’s white brain. How can such a weak man deserve him!
Biting his teeth, Tang Yi said sourly, "It’s quite romantic."
Cloud: "Generally, if he is not so noisy, it will be better."
Tang Yibai also wanted more information, but then a team member called him: "Don, Brown coach is looking for you."
He had to say goodbye in a hurry.
When Yun heard that Tang Yibai was going to find a coach, he put down his mobile phone. Lin Biao around was particularly eye-catching. When she saw that she was not chatting, he handed her a small bottle of yogurt: "Taste this yogurt, Greek specialties, garlic flavor."
Can garlic also make yogurt? The cloud was very curious, and then took a drink and then she cried: "What the is this!!!"
Lin Biao bit his mouth and bowed his head and smirked.
The cloud asked, "What is your taste?"
"Wheat grass."
"Confiscation!"
Lin Biao did not resist, and directly handed him half of the yogurt. The cloud took over, looked down at the straw he had used, and looked up again, seeing that he was staring at her like a smile.
Under the dim skylight, she did not capture the look of his eyes.
The cloud won't eat his saliva. She directly pulls out the straw and throws it away. She tears the foil and eats it at the mouth of the bottle.
While eating yogurt, the cloud asked, "Why do you have to come to Greece? Just to eat roast lamb?"
Lin Biao looked at the dark blue sea under the dark night and replied, "I promised my sister to take her to the Aegean Sea."
Clouds lived and looked at him side by side. He had a faint expression on his face and couldn’t see whether he was sad or sad. She asked cautiously, "Do you think of me as your sister? Are we looking alike?"
Lin Biao turned her head and looked at her face seriously. After a while, he replied, "Unlike, my sister is much more beautiful than you."
The clouds snorted. "I still don't believe it. There is no picture and no truth."
Lin Biao touched the phone and adjusted a picture to show her, "The truth."
As soon as the cloud saw the hero of the picture, the "wow" was amazed. It is indeed a big beauty, three-dimensional three-dimensional, skin white wins snow, eyes with autumn waves, and now is looking at the camera. The angle of her self-portrait is head-up, which is different from the top-down shooting that is popular on the Internet. This fresh and natural shooting angle can best represent a person's true facial features. Unfortunately, she can only photograph the upper body and can't see the full body. But I also know that such a beautiful figure must be great.
The scene was taken outdoors, because the lens capacity was too small, so I couldn't see the specific location. There were three or two people behind her. The cloud carefully looked at the picture and suddenly pointed to one of the backs and said, "This head is like Tang Yibai, haha."