Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

When Yang Zhuo was busy making dinner for himself in the kitchen, the phone rang.

He looked at it, connected it, and turned on the speakerphone.

"Yang Zhuo, have you attended the Spring Festival Gala? I saw the news that you went to the CCTV building to participate in the rehearsal."

Yang Zhuo replied while busy: "Yes."

"What program?"

"Sing, but I can't tell you what song it is."

"whispering sound."

An Yufei was wearing pajamas and a headband in the shape of rabbit ears: "I know, it's just a non-disclosure agreement."

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After she finished speaking, she heard a tinkling voice: "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, let's get some supper."

An Yufei also turned on the hands-free, put the phone in front of her, and rested her chin on her hands: "You can cook?"

"I'm not good at cooking, but it's okay to get something delicious. Can you cook?"

An Yufei was slightly embarrassed: "Then let's skip this topic!"

"Haha."

Yang Zhuo smiled: "To be honest, Yu Fei, there is a big gap between your personality and your appearance."

"How big is it?"

"The appearance is cold and beautiful, but there is a sense of distance. In fact, she is quite lively and cute."

No matter which girl it is, it is joyful to hear compliments.

An Yufei was no exception.

"You are also different from what I imagined. When I didn't know you, I thought you must be that kind of introverted, but in fact you can talk sweetly."

"Hey, Yufei, do you know how to reciprocate, I praise you for being beautiful, shouldn't you praise me for being handsome?"

"Hahaha."

An Yufei lay on the bed with a smile: "There are still people who say it and let others praise themselves, so narcissistic."

"Well, I didn't ask for praise, but I asked for a word of narcissism."

Yang Zhuo looked shocked, and then remembered something: "By the way, Yu Fei, I read the news a while ago, saying that my aunt bought my silver medal, isn't it fake?"

Hearing him mentioning this, An Yufei blushed immediately: "I don't know, I'll ask you if you have time, I'm going to take a shower, let's talk next time."

After speaking, I hung up.

Yang Zhuo: ? ? ?

Isn't this deceitful?

Seeing this reaction, I knew it was true.

I just don't know if I really think there is room for value-added to collect, or I have other ideas.

Thinking of this, the image of An Yufei appeared in Yang Zhuo's mind.

Good-looking is really good-looking, but it's a pity that it's a little princess.

Can't even cook.

Chapter 216 Huge blow

New Year's Eve.

The backstage dressing room of the Spring Festival Gala.

There is still a long time before his debut, Yang Zhuo can only wait quietly by himself.

"Drip."

A text message rang.

Yang Zhuo picked it up and took a look. It was An Yufei's: Yang Zhuo, are you staying in a hotel after the Spring Festival Gala?

Although he didn't know why the girl asked this suddenly, he still replied: "Go home, I bought a yard in the capital."

An Yufei replied in seconds: Oh, so where is your yard?

Seeing this, Yang Zhuo frowned, not wanting too many people to know where he lived.

But, thinking about it, I still told An Yufei.

The girl didn't ask anything else: come on!Waiting to hear your song on TV.

The Spring Festival Gala, which attracts the stars of the entertainment circle, is not very attractive to Yang Zhuo.

On New Year's Eve, I took the stage and sang the song "My Future Is Not a Dream" with the microphone turned off.

Then he went backstage, put on his coat and left the CCTV building.

A person.

This year, Wang Jinghua is not allowed to come here again because she is familiar with the road.

When I walked out of the CCTV building, a gust of wind blew over and burrowed into my sleeves and neck.

"hiss"

Yang Zhuo subconsciously wrapped up his feather-wrapping clothes, ran to the front of the car quickly, and got into the car.

start up.

Before leaving, he called home.

Because I don't have the habit of wearing headphones, I turned on the hands-free.

"Hey, mom!"

"Hey."

Zhang Yumin was a little excited: "I saw your show just ended, are you on your way back?"

"Well, I'm going back."

"Don't make phone calls while driving, it's not safe."

"It's okay, I opened the hands-free, so you don't need to hold it with your hands."

Yang Zhuo's speed was not fast, and his eyes were always looking ahead.

At this point, the road is very deserted, and there are basically no cars in sight.

Home.

Zhang Yumin and Yang Guoqiang sat on the sofa, with their mobile phones on the coffee table in front of them: "Why are you eating when you go back?"

"There is meat bought at home, and you can eat whatever you want when you go home."

Yang Zhuo smiled: "Mom, you don't have to worry, can you still be hungry if you have money?"

"I can't be hungry, but you are alone at home, so deserted."

Zhang Yumin felt a little distressed when she thought that her son was alone in another place, without anyone to accompany him on the night of New Year's Eve.

"What's so deserted, watch TV and go to bed, and go directly to Nanyun Province on the fourth day of junior high school, parents, you should go to bed early too, don't stay up late."

"Well, sleep after watching Zhao Benshan's sketch."

After Zhang Yumin finished speaking, Yang Guoqiang continued: "Be careful over there, don't catch a cold."

"Understood Dad! You should also drink less alcohol and smoke less. I will go home first after the winter training is over, so let's stop here first. Hang up, I'm driving, it's inconvenient."

"middle."

After hanging up the phone, only the sound of the engine remained in my ears.

To be honest, Yang Zhuo often celebrated the New Year alone in his previous life.

But there is no loneliness either.

Maybe it was because the Internet was developed at that time, and computers and mobile phones were too convenient?

Home.

After Yang Zhuo came back, he went back to the house and changed his clothes.

It's too awkward to wear a suit at home, it's not as comfortable as home clothes.

After changing clothes, I went into the kitchen, took out the beef from the refrigerator, and planned to get something to eat.

At this time, the phone rang again.

"Hey, Yufei!"

"Yang Zhuo, are you home yet?"

"Just got home, what's the matter?"

"Come out! Hurry up! I'm at your door!"

Yang Zhuo: ? ? ?

He was stunned.

It's Chinese New Year, what is this girl doing?

In a daze, he still walked out quickly.

When he opened the door, he saw a black car parked on the side of the road. An Yufei was wearing a white down jacket with jeans underneath.

Youthful and beautiful.

He was also carrying an insulated lunch box in his hand.

Yang Zhuo walked over quickly: "Yu Fei, didn't you get kicked out after arguing with your aunt?"

"You just got kicked out!"