MTL - My Mr.Mermaid-Chapter 7 Start reading

At nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Sun looked at the cloud with his carefully written headlines. Of course, the so-called headline is only his subjective will, and which one to take the front page, or the decision in the community.

Clouds thought that Sun’s head would be the peak of the 祁睿峰. After all, he was the loyalty powder of Rui Ruifeng, but when he took the manuscript, he turned out to be Tang Yibai. In this manuscript, Sun used a number of words in the college entrance examination to elaborate Tang Yinbai's eye-catching performance in the pool, and deeply explored the history of Tang Yibai's light and darkness, and professionally analyzed Tang Yibai. He has the advantages and disadvantages, and optimistically predicts that he will become another shining star in the Chinese swimming pool.

Some clouds can't believe it, "Mr. Sun, are you so affectionate?"

Teacher Sun is serious. "I chose Tang Yibai to make headlines, of course, because Tang Yibai is more suitable for headlines. We use private feelings to chase stars, but when doing news, we must have a vision of news."

In fact, the truth is simple. Although Rui Ruifeng is relatively big, but this domestic one-year competition, for an Olympic champion, the stage is too small, no matter what kind of achievements in such a game, it will not be surprising. Therefore, the interviews of the reporters went to the gossip of Rui Ruifeng, but this time, Rui Ruifeng learned to be smart, and the arrogance was as arrogant as ever, but the mouth was very strict, and did not reveal any important information worthy of brain filling.

Compared with Rui Ruifeng, Tang Yibai is almost a topic point. Although the popularity is not as high as that of Rui Ruifeng, so many hot topics add up enough to cause a lot of attention, not to mention his achievements are indeed expected, relay race At the end of the last great outing, the results of the outbreak are rare in Asia, and it is worthy of a book.

The cloud quickly wanted to understand this, and then looked at Sun Teacher with amazement, "Teached!"

After writing the manuscript, the two went out together at the hotel and found a small restaurant nearby to eat late at night.

Z City is a northern inland city, and the main body of food culture is the variety of pasta. The cloud is a Jiangnan girl who used to eat fish rice. At this time, she looked over the thin menu twice and finally ordered a fresh shrimp. Teacher Sun ordered a beef ramen.

After the meal, Teacher Sun secretly said to the cloud, "Cloud, there is one thing I must remind you."

"What? Teacher Sun, you have something to say."

"The reporter you screamed today, their deputy editor and director of our editorial center Liu is very familiar. I think that the reporter is not a good boy. It is estimated that we don't have to wait for us to go back. Director Liu knows this. You... You are mentally prepared."

"Oh." The cloud nodded. The relationship between the media people is intertwined. If you offend a person, you will offend one vote. Moreover, what she did today is obviously a taboo in the industry. I can imagine that after she went back, she would be swearing.

It’s a headache...

The clouds licked the temple. "I know, thank you, Teacher Sun."

The steaming beef ramen came up, and Teacher Sun raised the chopsticks. "Okay, don't think so much, eat first, starve to death."

After a while, the cloud's cockroaches also came up. She picked up a cockroach and took a sip of hot air. It was smooth and crispy, so delicious! The clouds are also really hungry, and soon forget those outsiders and concentrate on eating.

Eating and eating, Sun did not know what to think of, suddenly shouted, "I know!"

The cloud was scared and almost killed. She coughed for a long time and asked Teacher Sun, "What do you know?"

"I know who he is!"

The clouds are even more boring, "Who? Which one?"

"Lin Lin, the one we met today, Lin Biao!"

The cloud just wanted to talk. I know that there was a cold voice coming from behind Sun. "You call me?"

Teacher Sun is like being spotted on the spot, and can’t speak for a long time. He turned his neck slowly and looked behind him. The person who spoke is already facing them, not Lin Biao and who.

Teacher Sun’s chin almost fell.

The cloud couldn't help but conceal and mutter, "Is this Shaoxia you a summoned beast?"

"No," Lin Biao shook his head and got up and sat on the table with the clouds. "I heard that the mutton of this restaurant is delicious and I want to taste it."

He said that the cloud is light and windy, but Sun and Yun have a little bit of a return to God, especially Teacher Sun, who was simply scared. The cloud saw a waiter coming over with a large bowl. Lin Biao lifted his finger at the waiter, and the waiter came over and placed the bowl in front of him.

Then open to eat.

The cloud forgets to eat his own cockroaches, only looking at this with a sly look. The autumn night is cold, he has put on a long-sleeved shirt, and the buttons on the neckline and cuffs are well-formed. He has a perfect shoulder, a slender figure, a profound line of facial features, exquisite facial features, elegant temperament, and a lazy look. At this moment, sitting at random, it is like a supermodel that has just walked down from the top fashion stage, especially special. There are children.

But the supermodel now holds a large bowl of mutton and eats high.

Clouds have a feeling of being unbearable. She glanced at Sun’s teacher and found that Teacher Sun was full of red light, squatting and cautiously asking, “Are you the **** Lin Biao?”

Lin Biao swallowed the food in his mouth and replied, "I am not a god."

"Oh..." Teacher Sun was a little disappointed.

"But some people call me like this." Lin Biao finished, burying his head and continuing to eat and eat.

Teacher Sun’s eyes are bright again.

The clouds are particularly curious, and I am embarrassed to gossip in front of others, so I secretly search by mobile phone. There is really this Lin Biao information on the Internet, but most of the news is unclear, and the news channel is very problematic. From these gossips, the clouds piece together a few basic and credible: First, this person has a lot of speculation, stock futures forex... In short, he doesn’t seem to stir anything except cooking. Second, he seems to be unbeaten. Third, this person used to be mixed in the United States, and occasionally roamed in Europe and Asia. He suddenly returned to China three years ago and has been developing in China.

After reading it, it is another genius that is out of reach. Clouds are mortal, lacking in interest. She put away her phone and continued to eat. Teacher Sun was a little excited. She used the chopsticks to pick the noodles and secretly looked at Lin Biao. The eyes were quite warm. Lin Biao's psychological quality is as tough as steel. In such a look, he ate a bowl of mutton foam. He was a little bit flustered, so he asked for another bowl.

The cloud thinks that Lin Biao said that "taste" is too subtle. He should be "try to taste and try it."

The next day's game did not have Rui Ruifeng and Tang Yibai, but there is tomorrow's underage, he wants to swim men's 100 meters breaststroke. The clouds saw his legs squatting in the pool, and it was like a frog. The frog was the leader from the preliminaries to the semi-finals. In the finals, he also won the gold medal with a big advantage. The whole game was very smooth and unobtrusive. The old lady was shopping.

After he came out of the water, the cloud grabbed him in front of him and interviewed him. Before she asked her questions, she would open her mouth tomorrow: "Sister, I am not handsome, I am not good, do you like me?"

The clouds sneaked a blank eye.

At the same time, in the special audience specially set up by the organizers, Tang Yibai and Rui Ruifeng sat side by side with their teammates to watch the situation under the field. It’s no suspense for them to win gold tomorrow, and Rui Ruifeng even yawned boringly.

"I said," Rui Ruifeng finished yawning and said to Tang Yibai, "What do you think of the next 4X100m medley?"

In this game, both of them will represent their respective provincial teams, and they are also the last freestyle. This situation is very similar to yesterday's 4X100 meters. When Tang Yibai heard that Rui Ruifeng asked this question, he shook his head faintly and answered casually. "No idea."

Rui Ruifeng follows the temptation. "Who do you think will be the champion?"

Don't wrinkle the eyebrows of Tang Yibai, "You."

"Cut!" Rui Ruifeng feels boring. "You can't say something big to make me refute it?"

"No. I have always been seeking truth from facts." Tang Yibai sat in a correct position, his fingers crossed on his lap, his mind was laid-back, and an old cadre had a meeting. He said, "You have Zhao Yue, there is tomorrow, plus you, if you can't even get a domestic game, it's better to have a collective laparotomy."

This is said from Tang Yibai’s mouth, letting Rui Ruifeng listen to the darkness, but on the surface, he said falsely, "You still have Zheng Lingxiao."

Zheng Lingqi and Tang Yibai are from the same provincial team and also the national team. He is the strongest Chinese men's butterfly after Tang Yibai. At the moment, when Tang Yibai heard the name of Rui Ruifeng, he turned his face and said to someone next to him. "Ling, what do you think?"

The young man sitting on the other side of him is Zheng Lingxiao. Zheng Ling’s entry into the national team was late, and he was not good at words. Although his grades were good, he felt weak when he was next to Tang Ruibai’s Tang Yibai. At the moment, I heard Tang Yibai ask, he meditated with two eyebrows, although it seems that he is very wise and very insightful, but Tang Yibai and Rui Ruifeng do not intend to have any illusions about his high opinion.

Sure enough, after meditation, Zheng Lingqi only said a nonsense: "Bai Ge is right."

Well, he can say five words in one breath, and he has already given Tang Yibai a face.

Several people chatted and looked at the pool tomorrow, he was still talking to reporters. Tomorrow, this person has a hobby: I like to be interviewed... This kid especially likes to talk freely in front of reporters. At this moment, even the staff members have come up to persuade them, and they will reluctantly talk to reporters tomorrow.

"This second goods!"

Tang Yibai looked at the electronic screen, "His achievement..."

"It's still improving, and it will improve in the future." Rui Ruifeng answered.

"Yeah." Tang Yibai nodded and looked at tomorrow. His eyes were gratified. I will finally leave tomorrow, but I can see how he will poison the media when he is on the podium.

Rui Ruifeng suddenly sighed: "Young is so good!"

This kind of words, from a 22-year-old young man, is more like a joke. But Tang Yibai knew that Rui Ruifeng was not joking. For most professional athletes, 22 is a peak age. The peak means the limit, which means that the progressive space is compressed indefinitely. The sixteen-year-old tomorrow, like a flower-filled flower seedling, grows at a speed that is visible to the naked eye every day. The twenty-two-year-old Rui Ruifeng, in order to make any progress, needs to fight the limit.

So he said this in a colorful voice. It is better to say that he is missing his 16th because he is envious of tomorrow.

Tang Yibai’s eyes are still as calm, but his tone is hard to conceal. “Yes, young is good.”

Young means that you can make mistakes, fall, and get up. And he, Tang Yibai, has no chance to make mistakes anymore, he can no longer fall.

Rui Ruifeng looked at Tang Yibai. He suddenly realized that although Tang Yibai was one year younger than him, Tang Yibai was more qualified than him to make such a sigh. They once agreed to stand on the podium of the Olympics together, he did it, and Tang Yibai...

Rui Ruifeng suddenly felt a little sad, "Tang Yibai."

"Ok?"

"You must be the fastest person in the world." Rui Ruifeng's tone is very solemn.

Generally speaking, the title of "the fastest swimmer" belongs to the men's 100-meter freestyle competition. Men swim faster than women, freestyle is faster than all other swimming, and one hundred meters is the most gorgeous and amazing game. Therefore, "the fastest person in the world" can only be the world champion of the men's 100-meter freestyle.

Throughout Asia, there have never been people who have the ability to win this honor.

Tang Yibai’s eyes were mild and firm. He smiled and his lips twitched a very beautiful arc. "No doubt, I will."