At nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Sun showed Yun Duo his carefully written headline. Of course, the so-called headlines are only his subjective wishes. Which one to choose as the front page in the end depends on the decision of the club.
Yun Duo thought that Teacher Sun would make the headline as Qi Ruifeng. After all, he was a die-hard fan of Qi Ruifeng, but after taking a look at the manuscript, it turned out to be Tang Yibai. In this manuscript, Mr. Sun explained Tang Yibai's eye-catching performance in the swimming pool in detail with the number of words in a college entrance examination composition, deeply excavated the history of Tang Yibai's coexistence of light and darkness, and professionally analyzed Tang Yibai's work. He has advantages and disadvantages, and optimistically predicts that he will become another shining star in Chinese swimming.
Yun Duo couldn't believe it, "Mr. Sun, are you empathizing so soon?"
Mr. Sun said seriously, "I chose Tang Yibai as the headline, of course, because Tang Yibai is more suitable for headlines. We use our personal feelings to chase stars, but when doing news, we must have a news vision."
In fact, the reason is simple. Although Qi Ruifeng is a big name, this kind of annual competition in China is too small for an Olympic champion. No matter what results he achieves in such competitions, it will not be surprising. Therefore, the interviews of the reporters this time are all about Qi Ruifeng's gossip, but this time Qi Ruifeng has learned to be smart, but his arrogance is as arrogant as ever.
Compared with Qi Ruifeng, Tang Yibai is covered in topic points. Although his popularity is not as high as Qi Ruifeng's, the combination of so many hot topics is enough to attract a lot of attention, not to mention his results are indeed predictable. The results of the last burst of swimming at the time are rare in the whole of Asia, and they are worth writing about.
Yun Duo quickly wanted to understand this, and then looked at Teacher Sun in admiration, "I have been taught!"
After writing the manuscript, the two left the hotel together and found a small restaurant nearby for a late night snack.
Z City is an inland city in the north, and the main body of its food culture is the variety of pasta. Yun Duo is a girl from the south of the Yangtze River who is used to eating fish and rice. At this time, she searched twice on the thin menu, and finally ordered a fresh shrimp wonton. Teacher Sun ordered a beef ramen.
While waiting for the meal, Teacher Sun secretly said to Yun Duo, "Yun Duo, there is one thing I have to remind you."
"What's the matter? Teacher Sun, you have something to say."
"The reporter you choked on today, their deputy editor is very familiar with Director Liu of our editorial center. I don't think that reporter is a good person. I don't think we need to wait for us to go back, Director Liu will know about it. You... you do Be mentally prepared."
"Oh." Yun Duo nodded. The relationship between media people is intertwined. Offending one person is equivalent to offending one vote. Moreover, what she did today was obviously a taboo in the industry, and it was conceivable that she would be scolded after she went back.
What a headache...
Yun Duo rubbed his temples, "I see, thank you, Teacher Sun."
The steaming beef ramen was served, and Teacher Sun raised his chopsticks, "Okay, alright, don't think about it so much, eat first, you'll starve to death."
After a while, Yun Duo's wontons also came up. She scooped up a wonton and tasted it with hot air. It was fresh, smooth and crispy. It was delicious! Yun Duo was also really hungry, and soon forgot about those outside affairs, and concentrated on eating wontons.
Eating and eating, Teacher Sun didn't know what to think, and suddenly shouted, "I see!"
Yun Duo was so frightened that she almost choked to death by wonton. She coughed for a long time and asked Teacher Sun, "What do you know?"
"I know who he is!"
Yun Duo was even more puzzled, "Who? Which is he?"
"Lin Zi, the one we met today, Lin Zi!"
Yun Duo was just about to speak when a cold voice suddenly came from behind Teacher Sun, "You called me?"
Mr. Sun was stunned on the spot as if his acupuncture points had been tapped, unable to speak for a long time. He turned his neck dully and looked behind him. The person who spoke was already facing them, not Lin Zi or who.
Teacher Sun's jaw almost fell.
Yun Duo couldn't help covering his mouth and exclaimed, "This young hero, are you a summoned beast?"
"No," Lin Zi shook his head, got up and sat at Yun Duo's table, "I heard that the mutton steamed buns in this restaurant are delicious, so I want to try it."
He said so lightly, but Teacher Sun and Yun Duo were still a little bit confused, especially Teacher Sun, who was simply frightened. Yun Duo saw a waiter coming with a big bowl, Lin Zi raised his finger at the waiter, and the waiter came over and put the bowl in front of him.
Then start eating.
Yun Duo forgot to eat his own wontons and just looked at this one in a trance. Autumn nights were colder, and he had changed into a long-sleeved shirt, buttoned up at the neck and cuffs. He has perfect shoulders, a slender and slender body, deep and distinct facial features, delicate facial features, elegant temperament, and a lazy demeanor. He sits casually at the moment, like a supermodel who has just stepped down from the top fashion stage, very special. There is a fan.
But the supermodel was eating high with a big bowl of mutton steamed buns at the moment.
Cloud has a feeling of being unable to bear to look directly. She glanced at Teacher Sun, and found that Teacher Sun was blushing, rubbing her hands, and asked cautiously, "Are you that goddess Lin Zi?"
Lin Zi slowly swallowed the food in his mouth and replied, "I'm not a god of stocks."
"Oh..." Teacher Sun was a little disappointed.
"But some people call me that." After Lin Zi finished speaking, he buried his head and continued to eat.
Teacher Sun's eyes lit up again.
Yun Duo was very curious, and was embarrassed to gossip about people in front of them, so she secretly used her mobile phone to search. There is really information about this Lin Zi on the Internet, but most of the information is vague, and the information channel is very problematic. From these gossip, Yun Duo has pieced together a few basically credible things: First, this person speculates a lot, stock futures, foreign exchange... In short, he seems to speculate on everything except not cooking; second, he seems to have an undefeated Records; third, this person used to be in the US imperialists, and occasionally wandered around Europe and Asia. He suddenly returned to China three years ago and has been developing in the country until now.
After reading it, it is another genius that is out of reach. Yun Duo is a mortal person who lacks interest. She put away her phone and continued eating wontons. Teacher Sun was a little excited. While picking noodles with chopsticks, he peeked at Lin Zi, his eyes were quite warm. Lin Zi's mental quality is as tough as steel. Under such eyes, he calmly finished a bowl of mutton steamed buns. He was a little unsure, so he asked for another bowl.
Yun Duo felt that Lin Zi's saying "taste" was too subtle, he should have said "taste, taste, taste, taste".
There was no Qi Ruifeng and Tang Yibai in the next day's competition, but there was tomorrow's minor who was going to swim the men's 100m breaststroke. Yun Duo looked like a frog when he saw his legs kicking in the pool. This frog led all the way from the preliminaries to the semi-finals, and won the gold medal by a large margin in the finals. The whole game swam very smoothly and was not exciting at all. The old lady was like shopping.
After he got out of the water, Yun Duo grabbed him and interviewed him. Before she could ask her own question, she would speak first tomorrow: "Sister, am I handsome or not, do you like me?"
Cloud quietly rolled his eyes.
At the same time, in the special auditorium specially set up by the organizer, Tang Yibai and Qi Ruifeng sat side by side among their teammates to watch the situation off the field. There is no suspense for them to win the gold tomorrow, and Qi Ruifeng even yawned boredly.
"I said," Qi Ruifeng finished yawning and said to Tang Yibai, "What do you think about the next 4X100m medley?"
In this game, both of them will represent their respective provincial teams, and they will also be the last freestyle. This situation is very similar to yesterday's 4X100 meters. When Tang Yibai heard Qi Ruifeng's question, he shook his head lightly and replied casually, "No idea."
Qi Ruifeng followed suit, "Who do you think will be the champion?"
Tang Yibai didn't frown, "You guys."
"Cut!" Qi Ruifeng was suddenly bored, "Can't you say something big for me to refute?"
"No. I always seek truth from facts," Tang Yibai sat upright, with his fingers crossed on his lap, with a leisurely demeanor, like a veteran cadre holding a meeting. He said, "You have Zhao Yue, there is tomorrow, plus you, if you can't even win a domestic competition, it's better to have a collective caesarean section."
These words came out of Tang Yibai's mouth, which made Qi Ruifeng listen to it darkly, but on the surface, he still pretended to say, "You guys still have Zheng Lingye."
Zheng Lingye and Tang Yibai are from the same provincial team and also the national team. He is regarded as the strongest Chinese men's butterfly swimmer after Tang Yibai. At this moment, when Tang Yibai heard Qi Ruifeng mention the name, he turned his face and said to someone beside him, "Ling Ye, what do you think?"
The young man sitting on the other side of him was Zheng Lingye. Zheng Lingye entered the national team late and was not good at words. Although his grades were good, when he stayed by Qi Ruifeng Tang Yibai's side, his presence was always weak. Hearing Tang Yibai's question at this moment, he twitched his eyebrows and pondered. Although he seemed very wise and insightful, neither Tang Yibai nor Qi Ruifeng planned to have any illusions about his high opinion.
Sure enough, after pondering, Zheng Lingye only said a nonsense: "Brother Bai is right."
Well, he can say five words in one breath, which has already given Tang Yi a lot of face.
A few people chatted, and then looked at tomorrow at the pool, where he was still talking to reporters. Tomorrow, this person has a hobby: he likes to be interviewed... This kid especially likes to speak freely in front of reporters. At this moment, even the staff have come up to persuade them to disperse, and tomorrow he will reluctantly talk to reporters.
"This second-hand!" Qi Ruifeng held his forehead.
Tang Yibai looked at the electronic screen, "His grades..."
"I'm still making progress, and I can still make progress in the future." Qi Ruifeng replied.
"Yeah." Tang Yibai nodded and looked at tomorrow with relief in his eyes. Tomorrow is finally willing to leave, but you can imagine how he will poison the media when he gets off the podium for a while.
Qi Ruifeng suddenly exclaimed, "It's great to be young!"
Such words, coming from a twenty-two-year-old young man, were more like a joke. But Tang Yibai knew that Qi Ruifeng was not joking. Twenty-two is a peak age for most professional athletes. The peak means the limit, which means that the room for improvement is infinitely compressed. The sixteen-year-old tomorrow is like a flower seedling that is full of water, growing at a speed visible to the naked eye every day. For the 22-year-old Qi Ruifeng, if he wants to make any progress, he needs to work hard to break the limit.
That's why he said these words in a tone full of envy, rather than saying that he envied tomorrow, it was better to say that he actually missed his sixteen years old.
Tang Yibai's eyes were still so calm, but he couldn't hide his envy in his tone, "Yeah, it's nice to be young."
Being young means making mistakes, falling down and getting up. And he, Tang Yibai, never had the chance to make mistakes again, he could never fall again.
Qi Ruifeng looked sideways at Tang Yibai. He suddenly realized that although Tang Yibai was a year younger than him, Tang Yibai was more qualified to make such a sigh than him. They once made an appointment to stand on the Olympic podium together, and he did it, but Tang Yibai...
Qi Ruifeng suddenly felt a little sad, "Tang Yibai."
"Um?"
"You must be the fastest person in the world." Qi Ruifeng's tone was very solemn.
Generally speaking, the title of "the fastest swimmer" only belongs to the men's 100-meter freestyle competition. Men swim faster than women, freestyle is faster than all other strokes, and 100 meters is the most gorgeous and stunning competition. Therefore, the "fastest swimmer in the world" can only be the world champion of the men's 100m freestyle.
Throughout Asia, there has never been a person capable of receiving this honor.
Tang Yibai's eyes were gentle and firm. He smiled, and the corners of his lips raised a very nice arc, "No doubt, I will."