Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

at the same time.

Yangdi Village.

Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin were sitting on the sofa in the living room, chatting while watching the Spring Festival Gala.

"It's the first year that Xiaozhuo won't be at home for the Spring Festival, so I feel empty in my heart."

Zhang Yumin missed his son a little.

Holding the wine glass, Yang Guoqiang took a sip: "Hiss"

A little spicy.

Then he quickly stuffed two peanuts into his mouth.

"Xiao Zhuo is on the Spring Festival Gala. What a stage, people all over the country can see it. You should be happy."

Hearing this, Zhang Yumin smiled.

Spring Festival Gala.

In the northern region, basically every household will watch it.

Yang Zhuo called home and said that he would not go home for the New Year, and that he was going to the Spring Festival Gala. The couple were shocked.

"Xiao Zhuo said he wanted to sing, but he didn't know what song to sing."

While the two were talking, the skit "Romantic Affair" ended.

Yang Zhuo in a black suit stepped onto the stage.

Zhang Yumin was taken aback for a moment: "This is Xiao Zhuo?"

She didn't even dare to admit it.

It looks a lot different than it actually is.

Tall and straight, with slender thighs, and a lot of white face.

It doesn't look like 18 years old, but looks like 21, 22 years old.

Qingjun sunshine.

"It must be, you mother doesn't even know your son?"

Yang Guoqiang joked cheerfully.

The tone is full of pride.

"Hey."

The smile on Zhang Yumin's face couldn't be concealed: "No wonder everyone said that our son has the foundation to be a star. He is more handsome than those stars when he is on TV."

"It's mainly inherited from me!"

"Come on you!"

in the screen.

Yang Zhuo stood on the stage, holding a microphone.

Sing to the music:

"Under the far blue sky

surging golden waves

right there used to be you and me

loved place

"

Although he didn't turn on the mic, he still sang seriously.

The scene of the wheat field was shown on the big screen behind him, and the breeze was blowing, setting off waves of wheat.

at the same time.

Yang Zhuo's enlightenment coach Wang Jie's home.

"Mom!"

She couldn't help shouting.

Father Wang gave his daughter a blank look: "What are you yelling for?"

"Dad, Mom, this is my apprentice, Yang Zhuo! It's the Spring Festival Gala!"

Wang Jie's mother looked at the screen and asked curiously: "Is this Yang Zhuo? Why is it different from the news?"

"What's the difference? I put on a suit and dress up a bit, and I'm even more handsome."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jie couldn't help muttering: "This brat, he didn't even tell me at the Spring Festival Gala!"

At this time, Wang Jie's mother said: "Hey, Wang Jie, is your apprentice single? Your cousin is beautiful and looks good, how about you introduce me?"

Wang Jie:

"Mom, what are you thinking? When people are looking for a partner, they are also looking for someone who is beautiful, educated, and from a good family background."

"That's all I said."

Beijing.

Yang Zhuo's classmate's home.

"Wow wow wow!"

Yang Duoduo almost jumped up from the sofa: "Yang Zhuo is going to the Spring Festival Gala! Damn it! He didn't notify us in the group!"

"Snapped!"

A slap on the butt.

Dodo's mother called: "How old are you, can you be more careful?"

"Hey."

Yang Duoduo sat back on the sofa embarrassingly: "I saw my classmate, I was a little excited! Mom, this is my classmate Yang Zhuo, do you remember?"

"Of course I remember, it often appears in advertisements, it's hard not to remember."

Speaking of this, Duoduo's eyes showed curiosity: "His outfit is more photogenic than wearing sportswear."

"That's for sure."

Yang Duoduo picked up the sugar on the coffee table, peeled it off and threw it into his mouth: "He is handsome, but if he dresses up and puts on makeup, he will definitely look better."

Dad Dodo's focus is different: "This song is very nice, isn't he an athlete? Can he sing?"

"Yes, it's a hobby! I played and sang in class, it's very nice."

"hobby?"

Dad Dodo was speechless.

Amateur to the Spring Festival Gala?

Spring Festival Evening scene.

"We sang in the fields

looking forward to in winter

but can't wait until the sun

the scene of autumn

"

After singing the song, Yang Zhuo stepped down from the stage.

Back in the dressing room, Wang Jinghua clapped her hands and applauded: "Very good!"

"Hey!"

Yang Zhuo was also relaxed: "Finally, the task is completed! If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come, so I might as well celebrate the New Year at home!"

"The singing is over, put on your coat quickly, don't catch a cold, I'll take you back to the hotel!"

"Ah."

Yang Zhuo put on his down jacket, packed his things, and walked out of the dressing room with Wang Jinghua.

in the hallway.

When Yang Zhuo was walking out, there was a shout behind him.

"Yang Zhuo!"

Turning around, it was Han Hong.

Didn't expect her to call herself.

The next second, Han Hong came over: "I'm your fan, can I take a group photo?"

"Mr. Han Hong, don't say that. I'm your fan. It's my honor to take a photo with you."

Yang Zhuo is very humble.

"Haha, let's stop flattering each other!"

The two took a photo together.

Han Hong gave a thumbs up: "Honestly, you are so awesome! I hope that you can create even greater miracles during the Beijing Olympics!"

"I will work hard!"

While exchanging pleasantries, someone came to ask for an autograph.

Yang Zhuo didn't put on airs at all, after signing everything, he left quickly.

in the car.

While fastening her seat belt, Wang Jinghua said, "Xiaozhuo, you are so popular now, there will be a lot of autographs in the backstage of the Spring Festival Gala."

"It doesn't matter whether it's hot or not!"