Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Yang Zhuo shook his head: "If you don't participate, the next step is to have a good class and rest for a while."

Just as a few people were talking, footsteps came from outside the door.

A group of girls from the monitor's dormitory came.

"Yang Zhuo!"

Yang Duoduo shouted excitedly: "You, a big star, are willing to come back to class!"

"We were a family hundreds of years ago, and you hurt me as soon as we met, wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

"Haha."

Yang Duoduo handed him a book: "Neng, the books for this semester, you haven't come to school, so they will be placed in our dormitory first."

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, it's too outlandish, just sign a few names for me."

After speaking, Yang Duoduo took out a stack of photos of Yang Zhuo from his bag, including close-up photos of winning the championship, photos on the podium, and photos in suits.

"Not many, 20."

Yang Zhuo: ? ? ?

"Yang Duoduo, where are you going to buy?"

"puff"

Yang Duoduo chuckled and said, "Who bought it! It's not just my own, but the three of them."

The squad leader nodded.

have to.

Yang Zhuo could only bury his head in signing.

It's really not much, just 20, signed in 1 minute.

Then a group of people surrounded him, chirping.

Although noisy, Yang Zhuo didn't have any disgust.

It's like a group of friends chatting together, very relaxed.

in the afternoon.

Yang Zhuo plans to go back to the field management center for training.

He came by the car from Kaitian Management Center, which is much more convenient than before.

under the shade.

Yang Zhuo walked towards the parking place, walking very slowly.

Leisurely leisurely.

At this moment, he stopped suddenly, looking at the two girls holding hands in the distance.

In the next second, run at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint!

The two girls only heard hurried footsteps, and when they looked closely, Yang Zhuo was already standing in front of them.

"Squad leader!"

That's right.

One of the girls is Zhang Lingling.

Although it had been two years since we last met, he still recognized him at a glance.

Seeing him, Zhang Lingling blushed.

The already delicate oval face looks really beautiful.

"You, you're back to school!"

At this time, the companion next to him was dumbfounded: "Lingling, do you know each other? Oh yes, you are also from Shuicheng County, I should have thought of it earlier."

Zhang Lingling:

At this time, Yang Zhuo looked at her companion: "Hello, can I have a chat with her alone?"

"Okay, but you have to give me an autograph."

"Ten cards are fine!"

"Wow! That's great! I want 10 autographed pictures!"

After finishing speaking, the companion gave Zhang Lingling a push: "Okay, Lingling is yours now, I'll get out of here."

Zhang Lingling:? ? ?

"Hey, Qianqian, you"

The girl named Qianqian ran away without looking back.

Zhang Lingling blushed and stomped her feet: "It's too unprincipled, a few signatures will sell me!"

Yang Zhuo looked at her with a smile on his face: "Squad leader, I haven't seen you for so long, and you don't contact me, forget me, right?"

"No."

Zhang Lingling blushed like a cloud: "I contacted you."

"Ok?"

Yang Zhuo froze for a moment, and began to recall in his mind that he didn't remember that this girl had contacted him at all.

At this moment, he had a flash of inspiration, and immediately took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the text message, and kept scrolling down.

Found a text message from a stranger.

【come on!Definitely win more championships! 】

This strange text message was received by Yang Zhuo when he participated in the Golden League Rome station last year and won his first championship.

The place of ownership of the number is Guide City.

At that time, he wondered who it was, but did not reply.

Now he suspected that it was Zhang Lingling's, so he chose to call.

2 seconds later.

Zhang Lingling's cell phone rang in her pocket, and the ringtone was "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves".

Case solved.

It was her.

Yang Zhuo hung up the phone, and the ringtone also disappeared: "Why didn't you tell me this is your number?"

Zhang Lingling blushed even more. In fact, she wanted to say something at first, but she had a lot of concerns, so she didn't say it.

Just sent an anonymous text message.

Before she could respond, Yang Zhuo continued to ask, "Have you been admitted to Beijing University?"

"No, I'm at the University of Finance and Economics. I'm fine today. I came here to play with my roommate."

"Come on, let's find a place to sit for a while."

"Ah."

Zhang Lingling responded softly 0

The two came to a bench and sat down.

Basically Yang Zhuo asked and she answered.

"Squad leader, you were Little Pepper in freshman year of high school, why are you so ladylike now?"

"You're just Pepper."

Zhang Lingling gave her a blank look: "I was originally a lady!"

"It smells like that! That's right!"

Zhang Lingling:

"We are not in the same school now, so I won't call you monitor anymore, I will call you Lingling from now on."

Yang Zhuo didn't give her a chance to refuse, and directly finalized the matter: "Lingling, did you watch my competition in the [-]th National Games?"

"Look!"

"Great, right?"

"narcissism!"

Yang Zhuo:

Seeing his deflated expression, Zhang Lingling burst out laughing: "Just kidding, it's really amazing. When I won the 4×100m race, my roommate was very excited. Just that Qianqian, who said you She is her idol and wants to marry you!"

Yang Zhuo: ? ? ?

"Haha! Be afraid!"

Zhang Lingling was not as nervous as when they met just now, she stood up and twisted her waist: "Yang Zhuo, why did you go back to school so soon?"

After waiting for a long time without a response, she turned around.

Found that Yang Zhuo was looking at her, he felt embarrassed immediately: "Why are you looking at me!"

"Eighteen changes in the female university, you have changed quite a lot, and you are more beautiful than before."

The current Zhang Lingling is about 168 tall, with a delicate and fair oval face, and a faint trace of baby fat. She looks as pure and lovely as she did two years ago.

But a little sweeter.

Looks better than most of the female entertainers Yang Zhuo has seen.

"How can there be any change!"

Zhang Lingling lowered her head shyly: "It's getting late, I have to go back."

"It just so happened that I drove here to take you back!"