darling, listen to me

Ah, why is this guy so funny!

……

Cheng Weiyun finally won the competition.

After gradually adapting to Slick's long-drawn bottom-line style of play, Cheng Weiyun's counterattack became more and more sharp. Finally, in the fierce tiebreaker, Cheng Weiyun first got the match point, and then defended her serve, and finally won 8 :6 won the final set.

When the commentator announced Cheng Weiyun's victory with tearing voices, the small multimedia classroom exploded again, with cheers and slapping on the table.

Wang Hao jumped onto the table even more excitedly, and the gentle and beautiful teacher Yu Yi who was in charge of supervising the field didn't say anything about him, but gently reminded him to pay attention to safety.

In the WeChat group, the small text that had been hit and exhausted before scrolled again.

On the mobile phone, pushes from Weibo, WeChat, and various news terminals also arrived almost at the same time.

"Cheng Weiyun wins Slick! Wimbledon goes one step further!"

"Break through the first round! Cheng Weiyun won!"

"The weak beat the strong! Cheng Weiyun breaks through the first round of Wimbledon for the first time!"

"Beautiful looks are more powerful! Cheng Weiyun defeated Sirik and successfully entered the second round!"

……

The push of these media clearly shows one thing, that is, the attention of this game is so high that it is beyond imagination.

Otherwise, in a single Wimbledon match, it is not that no domestic players have broken through the first round before, but they have never received such overwhelming coverage.

It is not difficult to imagine that although Cheng Weiyun has not reached the level of a first-line sports star, her traffic will definitely reach or even surpass many first-line sports stars.

From a utilitarian point of view, because she is a tennis player trained at her own expense, and has no entanglements with the provincial team, the national team or the sports academy, no one has the right to interfere with her business behavior, so as long as she is willing, a lot of endorsements will follow. And activities are waiting for her.

As long as her record is not too bad in the future, she will probably become the most commercially valuable sports star in the history of her country.

Of course, Gu Yun felt that Cheng Weiyun didn't necessarily care about these things, since she was not short of money in the first place.

But I guess the old headmaster liked it very much.

Judging from the results, the old headmaster's goal was achieved.

This fierce and exciting game is enough to prove that only through hard work can the fruits of victory be reaped.

This just fits the current atmosphere of the college entrance examination sprint.

It is conceivable that "Learning Cheng Weiyun's spirit" will be promoted in the whole school and all grades.

So... Gu Yun thought of a question.

In such a big environment, if Cheng Weiyun copied her homework again, what would Zhao Yutian do?

She was not picky at all when copying homework, copied b/13 into 13/13, and then decisively reduced it to 1. May I ask what kind of spirit does this reflect Cheng Weiyun?

in the locker room.

After Cheng Weiyun took a shower, she changed out of her white tennis clothes and put on a casual sports short-sleeves and a pair of blue sports trousers.

This game took a total of 1 hour and 35 minutes, and it was really tiring to play.

But there will be a post-match press conference in a while, and she has to attend, so she can't rest yet.

But she still opened the cabinet and took out her phone to take a look.

The mobile phone was already filled with all kinds of congratulatory messages, including text messages and WeChat messages.

In the small red dot in the upper right corner of the WeChat icon, the words 99+ are displayed.

And her WeChat friends have not reached 99.

Cheng Weiyun opened WeChat with some anticipation, and flipped through it casually. Most of her friends sent messages of congratulations, and some even sent several messages.

But there is no such guy.

But it doesn't matter, he is a person who loves to pretend.

Cheng Weiyun wiped her wet hair with a white towel in one hand, opened the guy's WeChat with the other hand, and sent him two words.

Eat chicken!

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[72.Chapter 73 How many people can be intimate]

"Yunyun, can I come in?"

Cheng Zhongyuan's voice sounded outside the locker room door.

Cheng Weiyun opened the door, but saw Cheng Zhongyuan standing at the door with a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, and there was a very beautiful crystal swan in the middle of the bouquet.

"Thump, thud, congratulations to my precious daughter for making another success!"

Cheng Zhongyuan opened his arms, with a flattering smile on his old face, looking forward to waiting for his daughter to give him a big hug. Of course, it would be more perfect if he could kiss him on the cheek like he did when he was a child.

This is also like licking a dog.

Cheng Weiyun was stunned when she saw the crystal swan, and then smiled.

She remembered that she saw the crystal swan in the duty-free shop on the day she flew to London. At that time, she thought it was very beautiful. She felt that Su Xiao might like this kind of belingbeling thing, and she could give it to her as a gift later, so she saw a few more Eye.

Unexpectedly, my father bought it.

Cheng Weiyun has always felt that her father is definitely a master at picking up girls, and he always has a clear understanding of girls' thoughts. He must have been full of routines when he was chasing his mother when he was young.

For some reason, she subconsciously compared Gu Yun.

This guy has three treasures for girls...extorting money, stealing food, and sharing cigarettes.

Do girls really like him?

After all, Cheng Weiyun didn't throw herself into Cheng Zhongyuan's arms. Speaking of which, the last time she did this action can be traced back to the day of the sixth grade graduation ceremony.

This made Cheng Zhongyuan feel like a goose with his wings spread, but he couldn't take off no matter what.

In order to ease the embarrassment, he had no choice but to shrug his shoulders while still opening his arms, and then whispered "Wow" to himself.

"Wow" is such a good word, it doesn't really mean anything, but it seems like it can be used to force a corner at any awkward moment.

Fortunately, the baby girl is still very face-saving. After receiving the flowers, she said with a smile, "Thank you, Dad!"

Cheng Zhongyuan's eyes were still pampered, but his heart was a little resentful.