Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Better to ask for one in advance.

Immediately, he called a person in charge of the New Year's Day party.

The other party naturally agreed.

Zhang Lingling took a small bite and glanced at him secretly.

Full of joy.

"OK, done."

Yang Zhuo put down his phone: "In the evening, let's go there together. After the performance, I'll take you back to school."

"What song do you want to sing?"

"Old song, "You at the Same Table", I will sing it to you after dinner, and you can see if there is any problem."

"Hey, good."

After lunch, the two came to the living room on the first floor of the main building.

Yang Zhuo brought the guitar, sat on the sofa, played and sang:

"Will you remember tomorrow?

The diary you wrote yesterday

Do you still think about tomorrow

You who used to cry the most

"

Zhang Lingling was sitting on the opposite sofa, hugging a pillow in her arms, staring at Yang Zhuo with a pair of clear and translucent peach blossom eyes.

On the court, he is more domineering, but now he is more gentle.

Both states are handsome.

"Who married the sentimental you

who read your diary

who put your long hair up

who made your wedding dress

"

After singing the song, Yang Zhuo put down the guitar: "Squad leader, how are you doing, can you still hear it?"

"It sounds good."

"Hey, thanks for the compliment!"

After finishing speaking, Yang Zhuo remembered that she could also sing: "I've sung it all, and you can sing one too."

"I do not know."

"Come on, you sang at the New Year's Eve party in the first year of high school."

Zhang Lingling:

"Four or five years, you still remember."

"Of course, I remember many things, such as the bottle of calcium tablets."

Hearing him talk about calcium tablets, Zhang Lingling immediately blushed: "What calcium tablets, I don't know what you're talking about."

The delicate oval face looks even cuter after being dyed red.

"I don't know what I'm talking about 0"

There was a smile on the corner of Yang Zhuo's mouth, and then he took the guitar into his arms: "Choose one, I will accompany you."

Zhang Lingling blinked her eyes: "Then your song "The Wind Blows the Wheat Waves"."

"it is good."

Yang Zhuo plucked the strings lightly.

Zhang Lingling hugged the pillow, her heart was pounding, and she was a little nervous.

Yang Zhuo felt her nervousness, and said with a smile: "I close my eyes, I won't look at you!"

"You must keep your word!"

"Ah."

After the prelude, Zhang Lingling's singing sounded:

"Under the far blue sky

surging golden waves

right there used to be you and me

loved place

"

It can be heard that Zhang Lingling's singing skills are very amateur.

But not out of tune.

And the sound is nice, sweet.

Yang Zhuo closed his eyes, feeling like he was in a wheat field in Shuicheng County.

Zhang Lingling was wearing a sweet little white dress, humming softly in the waves of wheat.

evening.

Yang Zhuo went upstairs and changed into a slim suit.

After getting down, she stood in front of Zhang Lingling: "Squad leader, what do you think of my clothes? Does it fit well?"

"Turn around and let me see."

Yang Zhuo turned around immediately.

Zhang Lingling looked at it very seriously: "It looks good! It fits your figure very well!"

After finishing speaking, he subconsciously reached out to help him adjust the position of the tie, but just as he stretched it out, he retracted it.

His cheeks flushed instantly.

Yang Zhuo pretended not to see it to save her embarrassment.

"As long as you can see it, it's getting late, let's go!"

"Ah."

night.

Zhang Lingling was wearing a mask and sitting in the VIP seat.

Waiting for Yang Zhuo to come out.

at this time.

The hostess in a 3.7 gown held the receipt card and said with a smile: "The one who will appear next is the pride of Beijing University, the pride of China, and the pride of Asia."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a burst of warm cheers at the scene.

Someone even yelled.

"Yang Zhuo!"

"Yang Zhuo!"

Hearing the shout, Zhang Lingling couldn't help but look back.

Compared with the scenes of mountains roaring and tsunami seen on TV, here, she felt Yang Zhuo's popularity more clearly.

Even the top universities like Peking University, the students are so sought after by Yang Zhuo.

All I can say is, he's great.

soon.

Yang Zhuo appeared on stage, a chair, and a guitar.

It's that simple.

But the effect is very good.

When his singing sounded, there were basically no disturbing voices from the audience, and everyone was listening carefully.

Including Zhang Lingling who had already listened to it in the afternoon.

"Will you remember tomorrow?

The diary you wrote yesterday

Do you still think about tomorrow

You who used to cry the most

"

Chapter 212 A Beautiful Winter Training Life

Nanyun Province.

Chenggong Sports Training Base.

Yeon-joo is back here again.

After arriving, I did not train directly, but walked around accompanied by the staff.

The plateau with magnificent scenery, except that the air is a little bit thin, which makes him feel uncomfortable, other aspects are quite good.

Compared with the sub-zero temperature in the capital, it is more than ten degrees here, which feels very good.

Yang Zhuo sat down on a piece of grass and looked up at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.