my king

Rowing training is indeed far more physically demanding than Yang Yang imagined.Especially in the case of a language barrier, the coach's series of foreign language attacks that are comparable to the bible are deadly.On the one hand, Yang Yang competed with him, refused to ask for an interpreter, and glanced to the side when he didn't understand, watching Kang Jun imitate the posture next to him.

When the coach nodded, he kept that posture in his heart; when the coach corrected it, he groped for it by himself, and usually changed it twice and it was right.

After two or three hours of training, Yang Yang, who "missed class" for a day, actually rowed in a decent manner, causing Caijing to yell at the side, "This young man is so young, how fast he can get started!" It's not like us Got detention and didn't fucking learn.Caijing swallowed the second half of the sentence, the face of the senior must be well maintained.

The next day is the official competition. It is said that it is a competition, but in fact it refers to the results of the official rowing team drawing a back and forth, and then sets a time period for their amateur team. If they complete it within this time period, the challenge will be considered successful.

The 1000-meter-long river course was completed in less than 5 minutes by the players of the RobRoy club, and the uniform movements made a group of people envious.

"Well, let's set 8 minutes, and if you complete 8 meters in 1000 minutes, you will be successful." A Chinese coach arranged by the director team said.

"Good!" The walking group was full of confidence.

"Then let's take the oath first." The director team brought a copy of the oath to Kang Jun, and asked Kang Jun to read it as the leader.

A string of oaths, "Never abandon teammates, never give up fighting, and swear to defend the team's honor to the end" brought the atmosphere into full swing.

Yang Yang shouted and smiled like a little sun. He liked the atmosphere very much, as if everyone was twisted into a rope, and the seven people were like a real big family.

Zhang Qiling stayed on the shore as a follow-up photographer.The 1000-meter-long river channel has nearly eight camera points in the middle. Even so, a cameraman still needs to follow the whole process to shoot.

The director naturally didn't dare to assign this kind of hard work to Zhang Qiling. Originally, he planned to draw lots, but he didn't expect that Zhang Qiling would ask for the job on his own initiative.In private, the little fat director stammered and asked, "Mr. Zhang Zhang Zhang, do you really want to follow?"

Zhang Qiling glanced at him, "Yes."

The little fat director was seen sweating all over, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, swallowed and said, "That's good, Mr. Zhang, you can figure it out."

A group of people from the walking group boarded the boat and started paddling. The Chinese coaches and foreign coaches sat at the end and took charge of the general direction.

Zhang Qiling ran fast and steady with the camera on his shoulders, watching the children shouting and shouting with smiles all the way, unexpectedly felt that this boring itinerary was also worth seeing.

I don't know what happened, but the direction of the boat gradually deviated from the established channel, and turned towards the river bank on one side.

The boat was rowing very fast, even though the coach put down the oar in time, stopped and braked in the opposite direction, and shouted, "Stop, stop!" The boat still quickly moved towards the shore.

Yang Yang's paddle hit the muddy soft soil on the river bank and couldn't get it out for a while, and the boat was still moving forward due to inertia, so the paddle hit him head-on.

Zhang Qiling tightened his hand, and before he could do anything, he saw the child leaning back quickly to avoid the oncoming oar, then grabbed it with his hand, pulled the oar forcefully, and held it tightly hand.

Yang Yang heaved a sigh of relief, and heard the exclamation of a few sisters beside his ears. He froze for a moment, and laughed, "It's all right." He looked at the little brother who had been following their boat on the shore, and comforted him. smile.

The two coaches pulled the rowing boat back to the correct course, "There are 200 meters left, come on!" The coach shouted and encouraged.

There were many passers-by and fans standing on the shore, the scene just now scared them into a daze, especially Yang Yang's oar, God knows they were almost sure that the oar would cause a serious bloody accident just now, no Thinking that he was easily dodged by him.It's only a few seconds, it's not an exaggeration to say that it's a flash, it always feels like watching a movie.

At this moment, when the coach shouted, the fans came back to their senses. The dozen or so fans who had been standing here for Yang Yang immediately shouted, "Yang Yang! Yang Yang!"

Yang Yang grinned at the bank with a big smile, "Thank you~"

"Aww!!" The fans who got the response shouted excitedly, and the voice of cheering became louder and louder.

The passers-by, who were originally onlookers, saw that the boy who was very skilled and dodged the oars in an instant responded to the shouts of fans, and immediately asked, "Who is he? Is he Chinese?"

The fans who were asked saw, Emma, ​​the British, this Amway is going to be sold abroad!Immediately use all the English that I have learned all my life to introduce.

The British girls got a few key points. The boy with good skills and good looks is a Chinese actor, so that scene just now is also part of the profound Chinese Kung Fu?name is……

"Yang Yang!"

Soon, the cheers and cheers of the fans were mixed with some exotic shouts. The fans looked in shock at the British girls whose voices were not inferior to those of their own fans, and their hearts surged. There was a sense of lofty ambition (what the hell) of "fighting for the country", and the shouts became louder and louder.

The chubby director who was 1000 meters away wiped his sweat and asked his assistant, "Yang Yang has so many fans abroad?"

The little assistant nodded, "It should be... Didn't I meet several in London before?"

Director Little Fatty thought of those four lunatics waving pillows in London, and nodded inwardly, "Go and check if there is any news about Yang Yang on domestic microblogs or major forums in the past month."

Although the little assistant didn't understand what kind of tricks Xiao Transparent, who only had one or two male protagonists as representative works like that, could pull out in just one month, he still did it.

It's just that I didn't expect that this investigation really found something.

As a large-cost military drama of the Republic of China invested by ZF, it is expected that "Xiongxiong" will be broadcast on major TV stations in turn, but I did not expect that such a theme, combined with a compact plot and unpretentious special effects, would make people picky. Many viewers bought it. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a national drama for a while, and Yang Yang naturally shines as the hero of this drama.

Since the end of "Syndicate" ended with a suspense, the audience has repeatedly called for a sequel. Every scene of Lu Zheng played by Yang Yang has been reviewed countless times by drama fans, and only this time Only then did someone discover that there are some people whose acting can be so exquisite that every look, every micro-expression is impeccable.

"The Republic of China drama starring Yang Yang is said to be in the selection list for the Huamao Awards. Yang Yang also seems to be selected." After screening the information, the assistant replied with the most important one.

"What?!" The little fat director's eyes were almost narrowed open, and the little assistant was startled and took a step back.

The Huamao Award was selected... There is no need for the assistant to say what project Yang Yang was selected for. If Yang Yang really wins the award, he is probably the youngest Shidi in the domestic entertainment industry...

No, even if it is just one nomination, it is a great honor given Yang Yang's age.

Huamao Award, the gold content in China is not comparable to some messy small awards.

The little fat director's eyes flashed brightly, and he said, "Has the program planning of our station's variety show "Happy Show" been done? If not, let them focus on Yang Yang."

"But it's already done..." the little assistant whispered.

"Do it again when it's done!" The little fat director said impatiently.

The little assistant responded obediently, and called the stage. After a while, he covered the phone and asked the little fat director, "The chief planner said that he said hello before."

The little fat director just wanted to scold when he said hello, but then he thought, didn't he just look at Mr. Zhang and mentioned it before?It's just that weight, everyone understands it in their hearts, but it's just a superficial effort, if the camera is thrown a few more times, it will be considered as arranged, and if it's not brilliant, it won't be the same as everyone?

But what he needs now is much more than that.He intends to sell Yang Yang a favor. Although the time may not be the best, he believes that at least compared to the other colleagues who can only contact Yang Yang's agent during these three months, the advantage of their Mango Channel is Obvious.

The chief planner over there was also a fine person, and after thinking about it, he realized that the other party might have received some news, and immediately said to the assistant, "I see." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

The little assistant was at a loss. Hearing the "beep beep——" busy voice coming from the opposite side, he had no choice but to tell the little fat director what the master planner said.

The fat director smiled and shook the small fan in his hand, "Hey, the weather is so nice."

The little assistant was even more at a loss.

Hearing the fans' shouts getting closer and closer, the rowing boat had already reached the finish line, and the moment the timer stopped, the seven members of the walking group became nervous subconsciously. They were relieved and cheered when the referee announced that the challenge was successful.

Zhang Qiling stretched out a hand to let Yang Yang support himself to keep his balance and get off the boat. Kang Jun looked at him and smacked his lips enviously, "Yang Yang, you and the photographer treat you so well."

Yang Yang laughed, baring his small white teeth, "That's right."

Zhang Qiling glanced at Yang Yang helplessly, "No injuries in front?"

"It's nothing serious!" Yang Yang waved his hand, "I'm quick to react."

Zhang Qiling knew that children would not lie, if it was true that there was no injury at all, he would definitely tell the truth.Now he said "no big deal", his eyes darkened, and he heard Yang Yang yelling "the award is about to be presented", so he had to follow Yang Yang.

This is alive and well, and it seems that there should be nothing wrong.

Yang Yang ran to the place where the awards were presented, and the tall and strong referee stood opposite Yang Yang, instantly making Yang Yang look like a high school student.

The referee put the medal on Yang Yang, "Congratulations!"

"Thank you~" Yang Yang thanked him with a smile in English, bowed slightly, turned his head and waved his medal towards the brother's camera, "Mua~" He kissed the golden medal hard, the golden one~

"Aww! Yang Yang!" The fans on the other side of the river who were so excited by Yang Yang's little gesture, if it wasn't for the cold water in March in the UK, they would have swam over directly, so they had to stand opposite and waved their arms fiercely, hoping that Yang Yang would come here. Have a look.

Yang Yang really looked over, he bowed towards the opposite side, put his hands together around his mouth to form a trumpet, "Thank you!"

Thank you for being with me.

The author has something to say: Yang Yang: Brother!gold medal!Golden!

Zhang Qiling: Gilded.

Yang Yang: What QAQ

[Oh my God, I added the attribute of Mr. Yang as a little money fan, Mr. Yang will not want to bite me to death! (Speaking and stretching out his neck)]

In fact, this article should be published yesterday, QAQ520!How fitting!but too late orz

Meh~ Thank you friends who have been following the article~

I'm going to make a big move, but the water on the small bridge is too slow, humming. (Hey, you guys know what it means, right~)