Li Cheng jumped ashore from the pool dizzy, overwhelmed with indescribable ecstasy—he is the champion! world champion! Moreover, it is also a champion who broke the event record! !
Coach Yu greeted him at the first time, holding a towel and jacket in his hand and wrapped it around him.
Because the game just now exhausted his strength, Li Cheng walked a little flutteringly. Coach Yu supported him without a trace, and clenched his arm tightly.
"Coach, did I really break the record?" Li Cheng laughed until the corners of his mouth were sour.
Coach Yu had a rare smile on his face: "Of course, you swim better than you did during training. The leader of the Sports Bureau called me just now. They also watched the live broadcast in China and were very satisfied with your performance."
Li Cheng felt like a balloon filled with hydrogen. If the coach hadn't dragged him, he would have flown!
However, praise should be given first, and what Li Cheng wanted to know was—"Coach, how much did you say you will be rewarded for winning the championship? Breaking records is much harder than winning the championship, so at least you have to give it twice!"
Coach Yu: "… "
Coach Yu has never seen such a wealthy world champion.
She whispered a number to Li Cheng and asked him, "Little Champion, are you satisfied now?"
Although the World Secondary School Games is an international event, there is still a certain gap between the gold content and the Olympic Games and World Championships. Therefore, for the champion of the World Central Club, the Sports Bureau does not reward much—a gold medal of 250,000 yuan.
In addition to winning the championship, Li Cheng broke the record and doubled the reward, that is, 500,000 in cash.
No tax, 500,000 real money!
You must know that when Li Cheng and Youyou were in the orphanage, they didn’t even have five yuan in pocket money a month. Later, they participated in the municipal and provincial competitions, and won a championship school reward ranging from 10,000 to 50,000... But now, it is 50 yuan. 10,000, a full 500,000!
Li Cheng's eyes were almost bigger than medals, and he said "Fuck" several times in a row, excitedly wishing he could go into the water and swim two more laps.
He still remembered that Xiao Yiheng had won the first place in the city in the unified examination before, and a private aristocratic school wanted to pay for him. At that time, he offered a "high price" of 500,000 yuan, but Xiao Yiheng refused.
At that time, Li Cheng still felt a little distressed for Xiao Yiheng, who would have thought that Li Cheng could earn 500,000 yuan now! I heard that painting is a very expensive profession, and paints are expensive and wasteful, but it doesn’t matter. In the future, he will be responsible for making money to support his family. Xiao Yiheng doesn’t have any paints he wants to buy, and he can use whatever painting paper he wants. … Oh, what a wonderful life for men farming and weaving.
Seeing Li Cheng's giggling, Coach Yu couldn't help but patted him: "Stop laughing, saliva is flowing out."
Li Cheng touched the corner of his mouth subconsciously, and said indifferently, "Is the champion's saliva called saliva, it's called dragon saliva!"
Coach Yu: "… "
The two came to the interview area and were immediately surrounded by a whole piece of flashlight. Across the fence, the reporters stretched their arms desperately and handed the rookie champion who broke the record. At the forefront are several Chinese media, with familiar black hair, black eyes and yellow skin, looking extraordinarily friendly.
"Li Cheng, you broke the competition record, how are you feeling now?"
"Li Cheng, look here! This is your first international championship, and also the first gold medal that the Huaguo Swimming Team will win in this world competition, two 'zero breakthroughs', what do you want to share with everyone? shared?"
"Li Cheng, as the captain of the swimming team, I heard that you will also lead the team to participate in the 4x100 men's and women's medley competition. Do you have the confidence to win another championship?"
"Li Cheng, in racing competitions, omegas have always been rare. You are the first omega captain in the history of the Huaguo Swimming Team, and the first omega to win the championship or even break the competition record in the World Championships. Speed swimmer, can you talk about your mental journey in front of the camera?"
Li Cheng took the initiative to answer these questions if he could answer them himself, and if he couldn't answer them, coach Yu Yu helped him answer them.
Although this is the first time Li Cheng has been interviewed by the media, he is not nervous at all. He behaves gracefully and confidently in front of the camera.
At this moment, a foreign reporter finally broke through the siege and handed the microphone to Li Cheng. He murmured a string of English, and the translator next to the team quickly translated his words.
"Li Cheng, the reporter said that before the start of the competition, your opponent Alexander said in an interview with an Australian reporter that he had the confidence to beat you and let you know that the 200-meter self-titled champion belongs to the Australians. For him What do you think?"
Li Cheng was stunned for a moment. He really didn't expect that Alexander would be so eloquent. Before the game started, he made a lot of nonsense about defeating Li Cheng.
Facing the opponent's provocation, Li Cheng shrugged and said in a relaxed tone, "This reporter, what do you think I think? You should ask him, what does he think after losing the game?"
Before Li Cheng finished speaking, a commotion sounded behind him.
When he looked back, he really said that Cao Cao and Cao Cao had arrived - Alexander's face was extremely stinky, and the water on his body had not been wiped off. He walked quickly from the swimming pool. . He put a towel over his head and silently said "refuse to disturb". His coach walked beside him, his face equally ashen. There was no communication between the two, and the atmosphere was extremely cold.
The appearance of Alexander instantly made the reporters excited. They immediately turned the camera around, shouted Alexander's name, and asked him if he had anything to say about the loss.
Those questions were like a sharp knife stabbing straight into Alexander's body.
And Alexander's bad expression just formed a sharp contrast with Li Cheng's complacent spring breeze.
Alexander turned a deaf ear to the reporters' questions. He quickly walked through the reporters' guns and short cannons, but when he passed Li Cheng, he deliberately paused and his eyes narrowed on Li Cheng.
"Li Cheng, I remember your name." Alexander's voice seemed to be forced out of his throat, "Don't be complacent, there is still a game between us."
He spoke English, which Li Cheng couldn't understand.
But Li Cheng could use his toes to guess what he was talking about—it must have been harsh words. After the villain in the movie was defeated by the protagonist, he would shout, "I will come back!" Tired of watching.
But it doesn't matter, Li Cheng likes to watch the defeated generals dying.
The Australian coach frowned, pushed Alexander on the shoulder, and urged him to leave the interview area quickly.
The reporters have a keen sense of smell and have already filmed this scene completely. It can be expected that it will not be long before news full of gunpowder will appear in the newspapers.
…
After Alexander returned to the dormitory, he violently threw the towel above his head to the ground.
"Fuck!" He yelled, "Fuck!! How can an Asian omega win the championship!!"
The coach slammed the door shut, hid his voice in the bedroom, and reminded him sternly: "Alexander, can you control your emotions?! As an athlete, calm is the first priority, don't let anything affect your performance. I'm your coach, don't you think I can't see that, your speed in the first half of the race exceeded your normal speed, which is why your sprinting in the second half of the race was exhausted and you failed to increase your speed! Why did you change your tactics? Just because of that Li Cheng?"
The more the coach said, the more angry he became, and the swearing words rushed to Alexander: "Will anyone remember the second place? No, never! You won the second place, do you know what will be written on all the news? An Australian country Athlete, won the second place in the competition held in Australia! The most ridiculous thing is that he told reporters before the competition that he would win the championship! You are a loser, no one will remember the name of the loser!"
Alexander wanted to roar, to argue, to vent, but what he said at this time was useless. Sports competitions are inherently merit-based, and this mistake took an extraordinary blow to his dignity. He is used to being high above and has always been a high-profile star in Australian swimming. Before the start of the competition, the coach even told him that if he could win the gold medal, he would recommend him to the national team to participate in higher-level Olympics, World Championships.
How could he stop right here
His eyes were fierce, and he choked out a sentence from the depths of his throat: "There is still a team competition. When that time comes, I will show the Chinese people how good I am!"
…
Many teachers and students in Huacheng No. 1 were standing in front of the TV. After learning that Li Cheng had won the world championship, the principal immediately sent someone to make a banner and hang it on the school gate.
Now there are two banners on the gate of their Hwaseong No. 1 Middle School.
One reads "Congratulations to Li Cheng from our school for winning the world championship", and the other reads "Congratulations to Xiao Yiheng from our school for taking the first place in the city's unified examination"
Two banners up and down, standing side by side. This is the first time that the names of Li Cheng and Xiao Yiheng have appeared at the same time, but this will definitely not be the last time.
…
After Li Cheng won the championship, his mobile phone did not stop for a whole day. All the people he knew sent him congratulations and asked him to celebrate when he returned home.
Especially his group of younger brothers, all of them are honored, as if they were the ones who won the world championship. Open the circle of friends, and swipe a piece of congratulations - "Congratulations to Li Cheng, brother for winning the world championship!" - Those who don't know, think they have entered the nest of Wechat businessmen.
After Li Cheng got off the podium, he was dizzy. He couldn't even remember if he had said thank you to the presenter.
He took a lot of fancy selfies with the gold medal, but he was too embarrassed to post it in the circle of friends, because that would show how much he cared about a mere medal (Li Cheng's inner os: I care about dying!)
In the end, all these selfies were packaged and sent to Xiao Yiheng by him.
Grain Orange: [Fancy Selfie].jpgx10
Lili Orange: The provincial gold medals are all fake gold medals, and the bronze medals are plated with a layer of gold. Or the gold content of the international gold medal is high, you can see that I have traces when I bite it.
Persevere: good-looking.
Li Cheng discovered the little secret on the medal, and immediately wanted to share the joy in his heart with his boyfriend, but the boyfriend only replied with two words and one punctuation mark, which was really perfunctory.
Lili Orange: Just one sentence looks good? ? ? You are too perfunctory! !
Lili Orange: [Man, you have changed your mind].jpg
Persistence: Wait a minute, doing it.
Grain Orange:
Lili Orange: What to do
Lili Orange: Why can't I understand what you are saying
Xiao Yiheng didn't reply for a long time this time.
Twenty minutes passed.
Persevere: Done.
Persevere: Orange's photo is so beautiful, especially the one with the gold medal.
Persevere: [smiles]
Li Cheng: "..."
fuck.
Li Cheng understood what he had just done! !
Li Cheng pressed the record button and scolded him angrily: "Xiao Yiheng, why are you thinking about that kind of thing all day long. I sent you photos for... for... Anyway, I'm not asking you to do that kind of thing!"
Xiao Yiheng also answered with a voice, and his voice sounded a little aggrieved: "But the photos you sent me are without clothes."
Li Cheng: "..."
Li Cheng: "I'm wearing swimming trunks! I just didn't take a picture of my lower body!"
Xiao Yiheng: "Oh? Orange Orange want to send me a picture of the lower body?"
Damn, alpha really doesn't have a good thing.
…
Just as a young couple were whispering astringent topics over the airwaves, they didn't know that somewhere in the capital of China, an earthquake that was enough to change their destiny was coming.
The Academic Affairs Office of a key university in China.
"What did you say? Impossible, impossible!" Mother Xiao got up from the sofa in shock and looked at the staff behind the desk, "My son got the winter camp notice from your school, two weeks ago. , he set out to report, and now you say, there is no son in the school, where did you get my son?"
Father Xiao was not as excited as his wife. He was wearing a neat suit, his hair was neatly combed with pomade, and he tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face.
"This teacher, you must have made a mistake." Father Xiao said, "My son's name is Xiao Yiheng, the cursive Xiao, the persistent Yiheng. He is the champion of the Huacheng Unified Examination this time..."
The staff responsible for receiving the couple rolled their eyes in their hearts. Their school is one of the most prestigious schools in the country. Are there still few champions in the college entrance examination every year? However, the champion of the unified exam in the mock exam is worth mentioning a dozen times by the couple.
No matter how many complaints there were in their hearts, the staff answered them for the N+1st time: "I know what you two said. I did find your son's name in the list of candidates for the winter camp, but according to our entry Judging from the sign-in book on the day of the camp, your son did not come to our school to enroll."
Father Xiao: "Could it be that I missed the sign when I signed in?"
The staff shook his head: "I have just called the teacher and the dormitory manager, and they said that they have never seen Xiao Yiheng."
Mother Xiao screamed, "Then where is my son?" It was completely aggressive.
"As you said, your son is already eighteen years old and has full capacity for civil conduct. He is free to go wherever he wants. As school teachers, we have no right to question him." The officer smiled and said, "Since you two are his parents, why didn't you know to call and ask him?"
The staff thought: According to the bad temper of these two alphas, it is normal for their sons to run away from home and play truant.
When it comes to calling, the couple's expressions are stagnant.
Because they have been busy with the Cold War recently, they and Xiao Yiheng have only had one phone call in the past two weeks, and that phone call ended in less than a minute.
After they confirmed his safe arrival in the capital, they neither asked him if he was adapting to the northern climate, nor whether he could keep up with the learning pace of the winter camp. Looking back now, there was no warm parent-child interaction at all on that phone call, and they were indifferent to each other like a landlord and a tenant.
This time they came to the capital from the north, and they did not greet their son in advance. Although Xiao's father said that "a family of three will spend the Spring Festival together", the actual situation is that he has an old friend who works in the State Education Bureau.
Mother Xiao came to the capital for the same reasons as her. Some of her old classmates work in the capital, and she wants to get in touch with them, which may be useful in the future.
As for visiting Xiao Yiheng... It's just a matter of the way.
Today, they were finally busy with their own affairs, and "taking the time" to come to the winter camp to see their son.
Who would have thought that reality would give them a severe blow - Xiao Yiheng didn't come to the famous school winter camp!
During this time, where is Xiao Yiheng
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