Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

I plan to meet up and go back home together tomorrow.

a hotel.

downstairs.

As soon as Yang Zhuo came over, he saw a youthful and beautiful figure standing at the door.

Although he was also wearing a cap and couldn't see his face clearly from a distance, he knew that it was An Yufei.

The figure is too familiar.

So trot over.

An Yufei also saw him, with a happy smile on her face, bouncing over.

at the same time.

In the distance, a reporter is taking pictures with a camera.

Look ecstatic.

He is a reporter from Zha Lang, and when he was at the stadium, he thought that Yang Zhuo's girlfriend might come to the game, so they might meet at night.

So I have been squatting at the hotel entrance since the end of the game.

Sure enough, he squatted until Yang Zhuo came out.

Followed all the way, and finally took pictures of the girls at Yang Zhuo's night party.

"Looking at her figure, she looks a bit like An Yufei."

the other side.

Yang Zhuo pampered An Yufei's collagen-filled cheeks.

"Just wait for me upstairs, why come down?"

"Staying in the room is boring."

An Yufei took his arm: "Shall we take a stroll around?"

"Ah."

Yang Zhuo did not refuse.

This is the core area of ​​Stuttgart, the law and order is still ok, and there is nothing wrong with taking a walk near the brightly lit hotel.

So the two walked hand in hand.

"Normal couples, you can have a candlelight dinner and a glass of red wine at this time."

Speaking of this, Yang Zhuo held her hand tightly: "With me, we can only press the road here."

It's not that Yang Zhuo doesn't want to do that.

But he is an athlete, and he must pay special attention to his diet outside.

You can't just eat in the hotel.

After all, there may be an unannounced inspection at any time. If you eat something bad, you can't tell.

An Yufei leaned on his shoulder sympathetically: "What's so delicious about a candlelight dinner? It's not as good as cooking our own food. What about red wine? Let's drink it when we get home."

Hearing this, Yang Zhuo felt very warm in his heart.

It's really nice to have a girlfriend who can understand me: "Sissy, let's renovate the villa on the East Fourth Ring Road this year. How about we go there for vacation when we are resting?"

Compared with courtyard houses, villas cover a larger area, with gardens and swimming pools.

More suitable for vacation.

"Yeah!"

An Yufei is [-] percent willing.

"Then go back and do it."

Yang Zhuo took her tender hand and walked under the street lamp: "By the way, Qianqian, didn't I register with a film and television company before, and plan to create a script this year and test the waters next year."

An Yufei has an impression of this matter, and talked about it before.

"What kind of TV series are you going to try?"

"this one"

Yang Zhuo thought about it, what kind of dramas were there in this era in the previous life?

Basically, CCTV dramas are more popular.

Satellite TV's drama, in addition to winning the short ones in the parents, seems to be right, time travel.

Yang Zhuo's eyes lit up.

The trend of time-travel dramas in ancient costumes has not yet started, and the popular "Gong" in the previous life was broadcast during the Spring Festival of 11.

Then Yang Zhuo can take this gimmick away.

Now I am saving scripts, shooting in 09 and broadcasting in 10.

Just right.

Of course, Yang Zhuo won't be filming the palace drama of the Qing Dynasty, the costumes are too ugly, he can definitely shoot a similar costume drama.

The censorship is not so strict in this era, just a background like "Langya" is enough.

"I'm going to make a costume drama. Let me save a script first, and let you watch it as soon as it comes out."

"Uh-huh."

The two held hands and chatted sweetly.

All were captured by reporters.

About an hour later, Yang Zhuo sent An Yufei back to the hotel entrance: "Go up, get some rest early, let's go back to the capital together tomorrow."

"Ah."

An Yufei nodded, then took off her peaked cap, tiptoed and pecked him on the face: "I'm going up!"

After speaking, he put on his hat and turned to enter the hotel.

Yang Zhuo smiled, then turned and left.

far away.

The moment An Yufei took off her hat, the reporter recognized it: "It's really An Yufei, big news!"

Seeing that the two separated, the reporter stopped filming.

What I have to do now is to go back to the hotel to write the manuscript, and then use the computer to send it back to China.

This stuff is all about timeliness.

The earlier the better.

If it is exposed by others first, the photos he took are worthless.

the next day.

Before Yang Zhuo got up, he was woken up by the ringtone of his mobile phone.

"Hey, Sister Hua, it's early in the morning, do you have anything to do with me?"

He spoke almost with his eyes closed.

Sleepy.

"Xiao Zhuo, the matter between you and An Yufei has been exposed."

"what?"

Yang Zhuo was shocked: "What exactly is going on?"

"There are rumors on the Internet that after the game, you went to meet An Yufei and took photos."

Hearing what Wang Jinghua said, he knew it.

Walking outside the hotel last night was photographed by reporters.

"That's it, let's shoot it as soon as it is photographed, anyway, it will be reported sooner or later."

"Then let me do some public relations here, so as not to be led by others."

Wang Jinghua was not that nervous, after all, Yang Zhuo is not an idol artist.

The exposure of the relationship did not have much impact.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you! Sister Hua!"

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zhuo lay back on the bed again.

Didn't care too much.

at the same time.

domestic.

Online.

[Yang Zhuo's love affair is exposed, the woman is An Yufei]

[Yang Zhuo and An Yufei meet abroad late at night, behave intimately]

[It turned out that Yang Zhuo confessed to her]

A lot of related news even made headlines on the front page of the portal website.

Although the photos were not particularly clear, one of An Yufei took off her peaked cap, and it was obvious that it was her.

So it's basically hammered.

Then someone picked up their past.

It was the first advertisement of KFC, and the two were in the same frame for the first time.

Then there was the charity auction after the Shanghai Golden Grand Prix, and the two were in the same frame again.

"Damn it, it's An Yufei!"