MTL - My Mr.Mermaid-Chapter 28 Start reading

The arrival of Tang Yibai caused a small sensation.

The entire newspaper is a mixed sports circle, even sweeping aunt can talk a few words of the Champions League nba, so everyone is much more sensitive to sports trends than ordinary people. Tang Yibai’s record of 47 seconds 88 has been spread. Many sports circles are very concerned about this. Today, I will see him and willing to let go.

Take a group photo!

Female colleagues are especially crazy. I have never seen such a handsome man! ! ! And the figure is better than the model! ! ! ! !

Therefore, Tang Yibai was intercepted when he entered the newspaper office. When the cloud went down to look for him, he saw that he was standing in the hall and was taking pictures with him.

He did not refuse to come, but he could still laugh at leisure.

Like the induction of her, the cloud appeared on the second floor, Tang Yibai looked up and saw her. So he said "Sorry" to the crowd and turned to the floor. The leg length is good, and it takes no effort to step through the three steps.

That is, in the clouds, the gods of the gods, he has gone upstairs, Yushu came to her in front of the wind, "Hey."

It took only three days for the two to disappear, but when the cloud saw him again, there was a kind of excitement that never reunited. She knew that he was willing to leave her interview with her, and it must be under great pressure. She is only a small transparent in the circle for more than half a year, and He Dehe can monopolize his interview.

Her eyes suddenly had a fever, "Tang Yibai, thank you."

Because of her excitement, her lips shivered slightly, and her voice trembled into his ear. He saw her dark eyes moist and moist, reminding him of the spring rain when the apricot flowers fluttered, beautiful and fresh, fresh and soft.

He laughed and especially wanted to touch her head.

But in the end, I still hold back - so many people downstairs have not yet dispersed.

"What kind of politeness," he scribbled. "Where are we going now?"

"follow me."

The cloud took him to the reception room. There is a tempered glass table in the reception room, surrounded by three single sofas. She let Tang Yibai sit on the sofa and then gave him a bottle of mineral water that had not been opened. She poured a cup of coffee herself.

Tang Yibai sucked his nose and commented on her coffee. "It's very sweet."

The cloud smiled. "The incense can't be given to you." The athlete, the entrance requirements are extremely strict, and she doesn't want to see what he has eaten in her.

The cloud sat down, she placed the recorder on the table, and spread out the two a4 papers and a book. Although there is a voice recorder, she is used to focusing on paper notes at any time. She said, "Let's get started... Hey, what about the pen?"

She looked around and looked for it. She didn't find the pen. Then she suddenly patted the table. "Yes, here."

Then, Tang Yibai saw her stretch her hand to the back of her head, gently pulling it out, and a smooth black hair was scattered, like a sudden black waterfall. Her hair is soft and clean, with a very light lemon aroma, which should be the smell of her shampoo. The hair, like Cuiyun, is lightly and skillfully piled on the shoulders, half-faced with her delicate white face. A few hairs were very restless, and I swayed across her ears against her face. She was a little impatient, raising her hand and holding the hair behind her ear.

Tang Yibai snorted and lowered his eyes, and the long eyelashes shook slightly.

Clouds squatted down with a slender pen on the book, good, intact. She looked up and wanted to talk. Seeing Tang Yibai’s coveted silence, the cloud later found out that the move was a bit too informal. She was embarrassed to explain, “That’s broken, temporary use. Replace it with a pen, don't you mind?"

Tang Yibai suddenly smiled, and looked at her with a small corner of his mouth. His eyes seemed to be shaking like nowhere. "Not at all."

The cloud opened the recorder and started her first question: "So, talk about how you started your swimming career?"

Tang Yibai also quickly switched to the official business model. He cleared his throat and replied, "I saved a person when I learned to swim. I have been thinking about the sense of accomplishment in the water that wrestles with water and conquers water. This is the beginning of my interest in swimming. Later, there are some Indulged, and slowly embarked on the road of professional athletes."

The cloud smiled. "This is a rare reason. Does Mom and Dad support you?"

"At the time, it was very supportive, because children would learn extracurricular interest. My parents thought that they could learn anything. I want to learn to swim and let me learn."

The cloud was very keen to hear a keyword "at the time" from his words. She asked, "What about now?"

"Now," Tang Yibai sighed helplessly. "In fact, when I chose the path of professionalism, I had some differences with my family. My mother felt that the professional athletes were too hard. I didn't approve of this path. Of course, later I was persuaded. After I was hurt, they were even more worried. My mother was very anxious about this, but she was not willing to show it. Also because the training took too much time, my family and I reunited. Rarely, I am really sorry for my parents."

The cloud looked at him in surprise. "Have you been hurt?"

"Yes," he nodded, looking at her comfortably. "The athletes are mostly injured."

"When is the injury? Is there any impact now?"

"Three years ago, it was completely fine," Tang Yibai said, and he paused. "You don't have to worry."

"Well," the cloud nodded. "Why are you injured?"

He was silent, "Save people."

...and save people. This is really warm-hearted, and Yun thinks that the General Administration of Sport should give him a "most helpful athlete" medal.

Since it was said that three years ago, the cloud had to mention another thing. She asked, "Three years ago, you gave up your main butterfly stroke and changed to the main freestyle. Why did you make this decision? What are the main considerations?"

"Because the freestyle is relatively free, there are not so many restrictions on movement, and I swim faster. I especially wanted to swim faster, so I chose the fastest freestyle. As for consideration, there is nothing to consider."

The cloud opened his mouth and some looked at her unsurely. "Butterfly is your main item. You have already won the gold medal of the Asian Games on the main item and defeated the Japanese opponent. This is very successful. Suddenly doing such a special Is the important and even more risky decision really not considered?"

Tang Yibai seriously remembered it, and he replied, "I really don't. If I really thought about it, I wouldn't make this decision. It's a bit sloppy."

You also know the sloppy... Clouds silently spit in the heart, but she must admit: "The facts show that this decision is correct."

Tang Yibai said with some emotions, "If you don't make this decision, it's not necessarily wrong. It's important to stick to it. It's important to decide sometimes, sometimes it's not so important."

The cloud nodded, this sentence is too deep. She asked, "So you didn't regret it after making this decision?"

"Why do I regret it? I regret that I have no use at all, and I can only bring more negative things to myself."

"Is there no difficulty?"

"When you encounter difficulties, you will find a solution. There are always more ways than difficulties."

The cloud exclaimed, "You are very sensible and crazy. So you are a sensible madman. Such a person is the easiest to succeed."

Tang Yibai smiled. "It is too early to talk about success."

The cloud looked at him with a sigh of relief. "You don't feel that you succeeded? You refreshed the Asian record twice and became the first yellow man to swim for 48 seconds."

Tang Yibai shook his head. "I don't think, I haven't even swam in the World Championships. I talked about success."

"So there are higher goals?"

"Yes, every athlete wants to be a world champion. I am no exception."

Then I chatted with Tang Yibai for a while, and I was amazed by the issues of the high-level and down-to-earth. The cloud looked at the list of two questions and asked him, "I heard that you and Rui Ruifeng are roommates?"

"correct."

"How is it with him? Is there any pressure? He is the Olympic champion and the only person in China who has won the Olympic champion in the men's swimming program."

"We get along very well. Feng Ge is a very sincere person. He is the pride of the Chinese people and a role model for many athletes. I will learn from him and be in line with him. There will be no pressure."

He said this in a serious way, the cloud inexplicably wants to laugh. She resisted and glanced at the list of questions.

When she looked up again, she saw Tang Yibai staring at her hair. She was a little weird and pulled her hair. "I have something on my hair?"

"No. I just thought," he suddenly raised his hand to cover the recording pen on the table, and then lowered his voice and said, "You are more beautiful with your hair."

The straightforward praise, because of the straightforwardness, did not seem to be profound, but made the blush of the cloud red, "Thank you."

Tang Yibai relaxed his body and leaned on the sofa, gently rubbing his eyes, "Continue."

So the interview continued. Tang Yibai didn't stop, the cloud was cheeky and kept looking for the topic. When she put all the questions on the list of questions, she finally put down the pen and closed the book. "Okay, thank you." She said Turn off the recorder.

Tang Yibai pointed to the last item on her list of questions, which has been painted beyond recognition. "What is this?"

"Nothing, a void topic."

"I know what it is, let's talk about it."

"No." The cloud shook his head. The accident was a taboo three years ago. He has always avoided talking about it in front of reporters. She didn't want to poke his scars.

Tang Yibai laughed. "Clouds, this thing should be known sooner or later. It is better to give it to others than to give news to others."

He said this in a gentle and indifferent manner, but it was a bit sad to make the cloud inexplicable. Everyone is not willing to be exposed to old injuries, has been hurt once, why do you have to hurt again? If she can, she hopes that she will never touch his past, at least, she does not touch.

She shook her head in silence and looked at him, her throat moist and stubborn.

I really can't stand this kind of gaze. Tang Yibai hesitated for a moment and suddenly raised his hand. "No need to be sad, it is a thing of the past." His big palm was placed on top of her head, and the warm, dry palm touched her cool and smooth hair.

Finally, I felt her head, Tang Yibai actually had a sense of satisfaction. He carefully caressed her hair and saw the grin she disapproved. He smiled. "You don't ask me to say."