Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"Fairy Tale" is popular, and many people know it.

But how much money Yang Zhuo can earn, few people know.

This is a commercial secret.

People who don't know can't make statistics even if they want to, because the sales of CRBT are not the same, but divided into different regions and different operators.

The outside world can only rely on guesswork.

Even Li Qing didn't know how much Yang Zhuo earned from "Fairy Tale".

I don't even know that he spent 1600 million to buy a courtyard house.

fair enough.

Wealth is not exposed, the less people know the better.

Track field.

"Tattoo."

Yang Zhuo is doing a high-speed wheel run.

Besides him, Chen Haijian and Liu Xiang also train here.

When it's time to leave, everyone is together.

sidelines.

Both Yu Weili and Feng Shuyong were watching.

Feng Shuyong still held a stack of newspapers in his hand: "Now the media pays a lot of attention to the two of them."

He was talking about Yang Zhuo and Liu Xiang.

Track and field twin stars.

Huaxia has never won a gold medal in men's track and field in the Olympics.

None.

The men's 100 meters did not even enter the second round.

too weak.

It was because of their weakness that Liu Xiang and Yang Zhuo suddenly appeared.

So it gets a lot of attention.

Yu Weili frowned: "There is no way, this cannot be avoided, I just hope that the two of them will not be too affected."

The higher the attention and popularity of athletes, the higher the commercial value.

This is no different from entertainment stars.

The difference is that athletes want to be popular mainly by their performance.

The Olympic Games held every four years is a key battle, and an athlete cannot participate in several sessions in his career.

Naturally everyone wants to get good grades.

But the more you think about it, the more stress you get.

"Fortunately, Yang Zhuo is different from his peers, he is more mature and mature."

Yu Weili glanced at Yang Zhuo who was training: "Yes, this is why I am not too worried. Although Yang Zhuo is young, his mentality is no worse than that of a 30-year-old athlete."

"Ah."

Feng Shuyong changed the subject: "Old Yu, there is no 4×100 meters in Athens. The Beijing Olympic Games cannot be without it. It is only 4 years away. The relay team must be formed as soon as possible."

"I know that."

Yu Weili nodded.

The men's relay team needs to be put on the agenda to prepare for the Beijing Olympics in 4 years.

Not to mention winning a medal, at least you have to enter the semi-finals.

Otherwise it would be too shameful.

talking room.

Yang Zhuo and Chen Haijian came back after running 5 groups.

All of them had distorted expressions, panting heavily.

This damn weather, it's hot, and it's even hotter after training.

Heat stroke can be very easy if not many precautions are taken.

Seeing this, Yu Weili said: "Let's take a break, we'll be here in the morning, it's too hot, we'll train after 3 pm."

After a while.

Chen Haijian said with a smile: "Yang Zhuo, you are so tired, let's have some music to relieve you."

"this is okay."

Yang Zhuo sat down on the bench and picked up the guitar on the table.

During this period of time, he will play the bomb when he is resting.

Just relax.

"Brother Hai, is there any song you want to hear?"

"Come to a song that can make people quiet."

Hearing this, Yang Zhuo thought for a while: "Then let's sing a song I've been pondering recently, and you will be the first listeners."

Hearing this, Chen Haijian, Yu Weili and Feng Shuyong all became interested.

They all know that Yang Zhuo can write songs.

I didn't expect to catch up with the new song.

Even Li Qing, who had just walked over, sat down beside him.

Yang Zhuo was not nervous either. After taking a deep breath, he gently plucked the strings:

"Under the far blue sky

surging golden waves

right there used to be you and me

loved place

"

As soon as the singing sounded, several people were stunned.

They thought Yang Zhuo's writing was something young people would like, similar to "Fairy Tale".

The result was unexpected.

The style is very different.

And it sounds great.

In the distance, Liu Xiang trotted over after seeing the situation here after doing a set of training.

A group of people all became fans.

Yang Zhuo was not disturbed.

He lost himself in his singing.

"When the breeze carries the harvest

blow in my face

think of your soft words

once wet my eyes

um~~mm~~

like your soft long hair

Zeng Fenfang, my dreamland

Mmm~~~mm~~"

After the song was sung, there was applause at the scene.

Liu Xiang slapped the loudest: "It sounds good! It sounds good!"

"Hey, thanks!"

Yang Zhuo is still very happy.

Yu Weili sighed, "Yang Zhuo, it's fortunate that you are an athlete, otherwise those people in the music world would have been robbed of their jobs."

Yang Zhuo:

Chapter 135 The Olympic Games Are Coming

8 month 13 day.

10 pm.

Yangdi Village.

Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin were sitting in front of the TV.

Watching the opening ceremony of the Athens Olympics.

They didn't pay attention to the cultural performance, they just wanted to see if they could see their son when the Huaxia delegation entered the venue.

The results did not see.

"His dad, why didn't I see Xiao Zhuo?"

Zhang Yumin was a little doubtful and worried.