Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"I hope Yang Zhuo won't be like this."

"There is no comparison at all. Asafa's peak period is too short, only a year, or even less, and how many years has Yang Zhuo ruled 100 meters?"

"Counting from the Helsinki World Championships, it has been close to five years now."

"I believe that Yang Zhuo will continue to rule. Next year, he will win four consecutive World Championships and two consecutive Olympic titles in 12. Come on, Yang Zhuo!"

"come on!"

......

Home.

When Yang Zhuo returned home, An Yufei was lying on the sofa, with her fair legs curled up, looking at her mobile phone.

He walked over quietly and slapped the girl.

"what!"

An Yufei exclaimed, and when she saw that it was Yang Zhuo, she kicked him lightly with her foot: "Sneak attack!"

"Who made a sneak attack, you just didn't hear it."

Said, Yang Zhuo sat down beside him: "What are you looking at, so focused."

"laugh."

An Yufei smiled and sat up: "Our "Palace" has already started the pre-promotion, and released the makeup photos. I see the feedback from netizens. It's not bad, and most of them are positive."

This drama is really focused on the way of persuasion.

Although the investment is not too much, 4000 million is considered a small amount in costume dramas.

but.

Money was spent wisely.

Except for Su Chang, the other actors are cheap and easy to use.

That is to say, the salary ratio is not high, so there is more money to convince Huadao.

"That's okay, it's not a loss for us to spend the money on this."

"Ah."

An Yufei lay down in Yang Zhuo's arms: "Husband, you said that if the news that you are a screenwriter is released, what kind of reaction will it cause?"

"Reaction? You must be scolded!"

Yang Zhuo kissed her on the forehead: "Do you have the heart to pull your husband out and shoot him?"

"Be patient!"

Anyufei responded playfully.

Zhuo Yang: ...

"I'm worried!"

"Haha, I won't be scolded. They will definitely be very curious about what kind of script you, a world sports superstar, will come up with, and then they will all watch the premiere."

"I think a little too much. Except for fans, passers-by will watch the premiere just because I wrote the script."

"Just your fans are enough."

An Yufei reached out and poked his cheek: "Honey, don't you know how many fans you have now?"

After finishing speaking, she continued without waiting for an answer, "The most in the whole network! Do you know that! No king of heaven, queen of song, king of film and television, can compare to you."

Yang Zhuo couldn't laugh or cry: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Of course there is!"

An Yufei's tone was very affirmative: "You are a national superstar, from old to young, how many people don't know you?"

This is really not too much of an exaggeration.

In the previous life, Liu Xiang became famous after the Athens Olympics, and his popularity skyrocketed.

And Dayao.

There are many people who don't watch basketball games, but not so many people who don't know Dayao's name.

And Yang Zhuo's achievement is much higher than the two of them.

Especially for the Beijing Olympics, the live viewership of the [-]-meter final was second only to the opening ceremony.

It can be seen from this how many people watched his game specially.

There are also news broadcasts, Spring Festival Gala, CCTV sports channel news, live games and so on.

Yang Zhuo's exposure is too high, coupled with his strength, young and handsome, he is very popular.

Nationality is really nothing to say in China.

"Let me put it this way, I feel like I'm a little stronger, I'm proud, and I'm swollen."

"whispering sound!"

An Yufei rolled her eyes coquettishly: "It would be great if you could be proud, you don't look like a superstar anywhere, when you're not on the field, you're just a sunny, cheerful, handsome guy  … ..."

"Are you praising me? Or are you praising me?"

Yang Zhuo hugged her up: "You have such a sweet mouth, you must have something to ask for, needless to say, be satisfied!"

An Yufei scolded shamelessly: "Bah, I don't have one, let me down!"

"Don't let it go!"

"Help! The world champion is bullying someone!"

......

a few days later.

doha.

This is not the first time for Yang Zhuo to come here, because it was a sub-station of the Athletic Federation Super Grand Prix before.

He has won several gold medals here.

There is also the Doha Asian Games, where he won gold medals in the 100m and 200m, as well as the 4×100m.

It can be said that the local reputation is not small.

on the street.

Through the car window, Yang Zhuo could see the banners hanging beside the shops, and even his huge poster.

On the poster, Yang Zhuo occupies most of the space, and Asafa Powell occupies only a small area.

It also represents strength and status.

Until no one can take world championships, olympic titles and world records from Yang Zhuo, he is king.

The undisputed king.

There are only three ways to drive him off the altar.

Unfortunately, no one can do it yet.

Hotel entrance.

After the car stopped, Yang Zhuo, Li Qing, the translator and others got out of the car.

As soon as he came out, the camera clicked on him.

It is a few well-informed local reporters.

One of them is the most influential TV station in the area.

After taking two photos, they crowded around for an interview.

But none of them blocked it.

It wasn't Yang Zhuo and the others who blocked it, but the organizing committee staff and security guards.

As the biggest star in the first stop of the Diamond Grand Prix, the organizing committee did not dare to have any problems with security.

Otherwise, the shame is on the local area.

What's more, the organizing committee has already arranged a press meeting, so we won't ask the reporters any questions now.

Otherwise, what kind of meeting will be held.

hotel.

Yang Zhuo and others came up.

Li Qing said with a smile: "This is still Doha, and fans are relatively conservative. If you go to Europe and the United States, there will definitely be female fans blocking you. You should be careful then."

"Coach, how old are you, can you be more serious."

"Haha, I'm telling the truth, okay?"

Li Qing said cheerfully, "With your current influence, you are the focus of attention wherever you go. There are quite a few people crying and wanting to marry you."

"That's useless, I already have a wife now."

Yang Zhuo took out his mobile phone: "I still have to report my family's safety!"

After finishing speaking, he dialed An Yufei's number 5.5 as soon as he walked.

"Honey, are you at the hotel?"

A familiar and sweet voice.

"Yes! I just came up, and I haven't had time to open the door yet."

Yang Zhuo opened the door of the room while pulling the box in.

the other side.

An Yufei rested her head on Qianqian's mother's lap: "Call me in such a hurry."

"Who made you my wife? I'm afraid you will worry."

"Humph, that's about the same."