Moscow is unusually quiet in the early morning, with no noise or hustle and bustle. The snow has stopped, and a rare ray of bright sunshine appears on the horizon, and then spreads her brilliance on the snow. However, this brilliance is as young and weak as a newborn baby, unable to melt even a little bit of snow. Make the snow-white earth brighter.
Zhang Guan slowly opened his eyes and realized that it was already dawn, and then he remembered something that happened last night.
"She won't leave again!" Zhang Guan immediately turned his head, only to find Sharapova lying next to him, staring at him, and there was a faint trace of tears in the corner of her eyes, and her golden hair was floating in the air. On the snow-white pillow, the healthy skin color like wheat looks even more exotic. For a moment, Zhang Guan was stunned.
"The ancients said that beauty is like a painting. Uh, no, this is a Western girl, so let's call it an oil painting!" Zhang Guan thought to himself.
"Are you awake?" Sharapova then added: "I just woke up too."
"I'm sorry..." Zhang Guan said subconsciously.
"Why are you apologizing?" Sharapova asked.
"You're crying." Zhang Guan thought it might be his fault.
"It's not your fault." Sharapova took a deep breath and continued: "It's just that when I woke up, I felt a little wronged and confused."
Zhang Guan was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized that she was still a girl under the age of eighteen after all. Maybe everything that had happened suddenly these days was a little hard for her to accept. Maybe he had been under tremendous pressure.
"I started playing tennis when I was five years old..." Sharapova began to tell everything about her. She started learning to play tennis at the age of five. When she was 9 years old, her father sold off his property and took her across the ocean to the United States. At that time, they had no money. Her father worked several odd jobs to support her playing tennis. Sharapova also focused all her attention on tennis, because she knew that only tennis could change her life. This kind of life passed for five years until 2000, when Sharapova won the first championship in her life. Although it was only the junior championship, it was enough to attract the attention of many people. Then she got sponsorship. Although the money was not much, it could at least greatly improve their lives. Then in 2001, Sharapova participated in a professional league for the first time. In 2002, Sharapova, who was only 15 years old, appeared on the WTA (International Women's Professional Tennis Federation) competition stage and won at Wimbledon and Australia. In 2003, Sharapova won the first WTA Tour championship, and then in 2004, she won the Grand Slam at Wimbledon.
Zhang Guan listened quietly. He could imagine that a nine-year-old girl must have experienced a lot of difficulties in a place like the United States. She might have been discriminated against, unfair, or even subjected to school violence... But she But he persevered hard, endured tremendous pressure, and then stood at the top of the world.
Zhang Guan suddenly felt that compared with Sharapova, he was simply a weakling. She is strong, she is persistent, she works hard, she has achieved results, and she is just a cheater relying on the system.
"What about you? Zhang, tell me about you..." Sharapova said.
"Okay, Sharapova." Zhang Guan suddenly changed his voice and asked: "What should I call you now? Maria?"
"You should call me Martha!" Sharapova said.
"Okay, Martha." Zhang Guan hugged Sharapova tightly and said, "My family is very ordinary, neither rich nor poor. I was very ordinary when I was young, and Like ordinary people, I went to kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, and high school. Then I took part in an athlete test and was spotted by my coach and became an athlete. Then I broke the national record and the Asian record. Breaking the world record again at the Olympics... Well, you should know what happens next."
"It's over?" Sharapova asked, eyes wide.
"It's over." Zhang Guan nodded. He remembered the experience of his previous life and said, "Before I was seventeen years old, I was an ordinary person, a very ordinary person, so I lived an ordinary life. Everything It's all step by step. If I hadn't become an athlete, I might have been admitted to a third-rate university, then found an ordinary job, found a wife who was not beautiful but very virtuous, had one or two children, and lived an ordinary life."
"Perhaps it's good to live an ordinary life!" Sharapova nodded thoughtfully, then got up from the bed, picked up the towel that fell on the floor, covered her body and walked to the bathroom, saying at the same time : "I have to take a shower."
"Want to come together?" Zhang Guan smiled evilly. Seeing that Sharapova had no objection, he immediately jumped out of the bed and followed her like a pug.
…
The escort sent by the center spent the night anxiously. In principle, athletes are not allowed to move alone, but Zhang Guan got into someone else's car yesterday. He was responsible for accompanying and supervising Zhang Guan. If Zhang Guan If anything happens to Guan, he will definitely be held responsible.
Fortunately, he learned at the front desk last night that Zhang Guan had come back, which made him relieved. But early the next morning, he still came to Zhang Guan's door and wanted to ask. What happened yesterday
A waiter walked out of Zhang Guan's room pushing a dining cart with a smile on his face and a tip of one hundred dollars in his hand. Such an income could be earned so early in the morning that it would be enough for him to spend the whole day. The mood of the day is very reserved.
When the escort saw the waiter, he immediately asked: "Have the guests inside gotten up?"
The waiter knew that the Oriental in front of him and the Oriental guest who had just tipped him came together, so he nodded: "Yes, I think they are enjoying breakfast. Well, I suggest you wait a while , go and disturb him again!”
For the sake of tip, the waiter reminded me kindly. But the escort at the center obviously didn't pay attention to the waiter's reminder, let alone the waiter's use of the word "they."
He walked to Zhang Guan's door and knocked gently. Soon after, Zhang Guan opened the door and he stepped in. As he walked, he said: "Zhang Guan, you yesterday..."
He was just mid-sentence when he saw a blond woman in the room, wearing a nightgown, sitting at the table eating breakfast.
Although he didn't recognize Sharapova, how could he not understand what was going on in this scene!
"Well, it seems that I came at the wrong time. Let's talk about it later, let's talk about it later!" He glared at Zhang Guan meaningfully, then quickly walked out of the room and closed the door for Zhang Guan.
"Young people today are more open-minded! Should I report this matter?" He hesitated, and then said to himself: "Athletes are usually under a lot of pressure in training and competition, so they should relax occasionally. My nerves are tense. No wonder I ran away yesterday. It turned out to be a date with a beautiful lady! But I have to remind Zhang Guan later to pay attention to his safety."
…
In the room, Sharapova saw Zhang Guan coming back and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
"No problem." Zhang Guan shook his head, but secretly wondered whether he should buy something for the center's escort at the airport duty-free shop to gag him.
Zhang Guan sat next to Sharapova, picked up a vegetable leaf and put it directly in his mouth
"How about something else?" Sharapova asked.
"I'm about to go to Germany to participate in an indoor competition next Thursday. According to the regulations, I can't eat randomly now, at least meat is not allowed. There should be no problem with vegetables." Zhang Guan said.
"Then you can't keep eating vegetables these days! It's not okay for athletes not to eat meat." Sharapova said.
"It doesn't matter. I ordered the steak. The people I brought will go to the kitchen and watch the chef cook it with their own eyes. That way there will be no problem eating it." Zhang Guanhua paused and then said: "What about you? What's next? What are the arrangements?"
"I'm going to Japan. I originally thought that if you wanted to return to China, I could take the same flight with you, but I didn't expect that you would continue to stay in Europe." Sharapova continued: "Japan's Pan Pacific Open At the end of the month the bonuses are great so it’s well worth it.”
"Yes, the Japanese like to spend money." Zhang Guan thought of the appearance fee for the Yokohama All-Star Game and agreed deeply.
…
When two athletes from different fields fall in love, they are destined to spend less time together and more time apart. Whether it is Zhang Guan or Sharapova, they have endless games to play, so they are destined to be unable to stay together every day like ordinary lovers. .
After a brief good time, Zhang Guan had to separate from Sharapova, and then boarded a plane to Germany, and Sharapova was about to go to Tokyo.
The Sparkson Cup indoor track and field competition is held in Stuttgart, Germany. Compared to the cold Moscow, Stuttgart, which is located in the basin, is much warmer. Because of the large number of forests around the city, there is no ice and snow in winter, and there is rarely cold wind. Of course, There is less precipitation and the climate is relatively dry.
The vast majority of track and field athletes prefer a dry climate, where there is less moisture in the air. The electrolytes in muscle cells can give athletes better explosive power.
After Zhang Guan arrived in Stuttgart, he had just completed the hotel check-in procedures when he received a call from He Yiming.
"Zhang Guan, your new world record is so timely. I have a very interesting news here. There are even greater differences within the association about our brokerage team. Now there is a voice saying that it should not affect you for the time being. Participating in the competition, the discussion about the agent team will be postponed." He Yiming sighed and continued: "Sports are really winner-takes-all. I didn't expect a world record to have such a big effect."
"Then do you want me to add more fire?" Zhang Guan asked.
"Add more fire? Why, come back with another world record?" He Yiming asked with a smile.
"Well, if I work hard and strive for it, I can almost break the world record." Zhang Guan replied.
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