Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

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"The road has been repaired."

Yang Zhuo was a little surprised, this is a good time.

At least you don't have to step on the mud in the future.

With a bag on his back, he walked in with strides.

Soon on the street.

It's not the busy farming season, most of the young and middle-aged people are not at home, and the children are all in school, so the people chatting on the street are basically uncles, sister-in-laws, and aunts.

In this day and age, even if people in the village don't know each other, they are familiar with each other, knowing that they belong to the same village.

As soon as Yang Zhuo walked over, he attracted the attention of the aunt.

too obvious.

How many young people with such fashionable clothes and such tall stature are there in the village?

Also wearing a cap and sunglasses.

Too garish in the countryside.

"Hey, is that the kid from Dongtou Guoqiang's family?"

"Yes, it looks like it."

"No way, I saw him on TV in the morning, so I'm going home now?"

"it's him!"

An aunt recognized it with sharp eyes, and hurriedly said hello: "Is it Yang Zhuo?"

Back in the village, if the villagers don't even say hello, it's too pretentious.

So Yang Zhuo took off his sunglasses.

"Yes!"

"Oh, my goodness, I'm back! I saw you on TV last night!"

Several other aunts also stepped forward excitedly: "How many days will you stay at home this time?"

Yang Zhuo took off his hat again and held it in his hand: "I have to leave in two or three days."

At this time, the aunt said: "Look at this asphalt road, all the roads in our village have been repaired! It's all covered with your light, and you don't need to step on the mud when it rains!"

"That's right, after you finish competing in the Olympics, the roads will be repaired in a few days."

Several aunts and aunts spoke to each other, Yang Zhuo chatted patiently for a while and then left.

Step up.

Go home quickly.

After walking away here, a group of people chatted again.

"Yang Zhuo is a really promising kid. Did you watch the news broadcast a few days ago? He's right behind the leader!"

"Look at it."

"Although it is a silver medal, it is more expensive than others' gold medals!"

"We've got a lot of light, what a great way to go!"

"Dejin is Dejin, it's a waste shoe!"

"Haha."

doorstep.

Zhang Yumin opened the door and was very excited when he saw his son.

"Why don't you call when you come back?"

"What are you doing on the phone, I'll be back in a few minutes!"

Yang Zhuo looked relaxed.

As soon as I got home, I felt comfortable all over, stress, fatigue, all swept away.

"You're tired, go back to the house and have a rest."

After speaking, Zhang Yumin took out a Nokia mobile phone from his pocket and dialed her husband's number.

"Where is it? Are you going to play cards again? Come back quickly! Xiao Zhuo is home! By the way, go to the East Court to catch a chicken before coming back!"

"Know it!"

Yang Guoqiang agreed, and quickly put down the cards in his hand: "Old Li, you take over, I have to go home!"

"What's the matter? Let's go after playing this game."

"My son is back!"

Yang Guoqiang was overjoyed: "Yeah, let's play!"

After speaking, he got up and ran home.

When the others heard that it was Yang Zhuo who came back, they immediately started discussing.

"I said why so anxious, it turns out that Yang Zhuo is back!"

"Ye'er watched him on TV, but I didn't expect all of them to come back."

"This time, the leaders of our county and township should come again."

"That's for sure, it's very famous now!"

"Wherever you go, the leaders will meet you."

Yang Guoqiang returned home with a big rooster, and was excited when he saw his son.

"How many days can you stay at home this time?"

"Two or three days, there are still many things to finish."

Yang Zhuo signed a lot of endorsement contracts, but none of the commercials were filmed yet.

And I have to go back to Peking University for classes, training and so on.

In short, it will take ten or so days to really stabilize.

"It's only two or three days, it's too short!"

Zhang Yumin muttered in dissatisfaction, not that he was dissatisfied that his son was not at home with them, but that the rest time was too short.

"It's really short."

Yang Guoqiang echoed it, and then said: "But there is no way, you have to persevere on this road, you go to boil the water, and I will kill the chicken."

"Ah."

The couple got busy.

And Yang Zhuo went upstairs with his bag.

After entering the bedroom, he put the bag aside and threw himself directly on the bed.

"call"

Still at home.

Yang Zhuo lay on it and fell asleep after a while.

It's so tiring.

During this period of time, I haven't slept well every day. I slept for four or five hours yesterday, running around, and still under the camera.

His eyes were almost blinded by the flash.

two hours later.

It is already evening.