[Competition] Strive for the top

It was time for dinner soon, Yuan Zheng came to knock on the door, the door opened, revealing a child whose face and collar were stained with water, obviously not much wet, but at first glance he looked like a drowned rat, full of embarrassment .Yuan Zheng quickly looked at Jean from head to toe, and saw that there was nothing unusual, so he said lightly, "It's time to eat."

"Yeah." You Le nodded, not wanting to eat.He scared himself to the point of nausea, and recently he kept scaring himself, his emotions fluctuated, and he really felt exhausted physically and mentally.

Seeing that You Le's expression was floating, Yuan Zheng obviously still had something to do, so he raised his hand and wiped You Le's forehead: "Don't catch a cold..." Before he could finish speaking, his hand froze in mid-air.

As if frightened, You Le took a step back, dodging Yuan Zheng's hand, and both of them froze on the spot, staring at each other blankly.

"Brother Xiaozheng, I..." You Le wanted to explain, he was very angry now, the first thing that flashed in his head when he saw Yuan Zheng was his legs wrapped around the man's neck, shaking and shaking...but he could say?

Yuan Zheng's brows tightened little by little, deep wrinkles emerged in the most conspicuous place, and the hand raised in mid-air pressed hard on You Yue's forehead, the hot but damp top of the head, the hanging water beads Seems to be boiling the same.

The words of You Yue were suppressed by this slap, and he stopped talking logically.

"Go in." Yuan Zheng pressed his lips together, squeezed out two words, turned the person around with You Yue's head in his hand, and pushed him into the room.

"Dinner..." You Le murmured inaudibly.

Yuan Zheng went straight into the room as if he hadn't heard, his gaze swept over the laptop on the bed, and his brows tightened a bit.

"Lele." Yuan Zheng turned around and looked deeply at You Le, "Are we arguing?"

You Le froze for a moment, then shook his head.

"Because of special resources, you are being excluded, so you want to distance yourself from me?"

"No, I..." You Le hurriedly explained.

"You still talk about your girlfriend, I didn't ask you?"

"..."

"Are you avoiding me, angry at me?"

"I didn't..." You Le was wronged, he was even in a hurry for the trumped-up charges, how could he be angry?

"I just came out to look for you, and saw you enter Luo Ming's room..." Yuan Zheng complained with a sullen face, speaking calmly and honestly, "Accordingly, you should come to my room, right?"

"..." You Le stopped talking. There were too many accusations, which made him lose the focus. Which one must be explained?Which one cannot be explained by itself?And which one can be used to make him shout out with some emotion?

After Yuan Zheng finished speaking in one breath, he also fell silent. Looking at the boy in front of him who was staring at his toes, Yuan Zheng's dark eyes flickered, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and flustered. He stood dryly for two seconds, then turned around. He sat down on the bed with his elbows on his knees, staring at his toes.

The man sitting by the bed curled his back, his thick black and hard hair seemed to be softening, and the breath exuding from his body was heavy, but the dark air was flowing fiercely, as if it was colliding and roaring, But he was afraid, like a solitary beast, ferocious but pitiful...

You Le's eyes were hot, his heart throbbed unceasingly from the roar of these words, and his heart was full of emotions, as if he was about to spurt out, he couldn't help but walked up to Yuan Zheng's side, stretched out his hand to cover that head of stiff black hair, bit by bit With great force, he inserted his fingertips into the roots of the hair and stroked slowly.

Yuan Zheng looked up at him, his eyes were red, it turned out to be an aggrieved look, he stretched out his hand to grab You Yue's pants, and said in a hoarse voice: "Lele, don't quarrel with me, let's not quarrel..."

"No, I just don't want to disturb your pre-match preparations." You Le chose the most insignificant thing to answer.

"En." Yuan Zheng responded, turned his head back again, slowly opened and closed his eyes looking at the ground twice, and quietly closed his eyes while slowly rubbing the top of his head, his complexion calmed down little by little.

That day, the two of them went out for dinner after their emotions calmed down. After the meeting, Yuan Zheng accompanied You Le back to the dormitory and did not leave. They still spoke very little. Not wanting to leave, he lay lazily on the bed, staring at the TV with squinted eyes, half dreaming and half awake, whenever You Yue made any movement, Yuan Zheng would widen those cold eyes a little bit, and look over steadily.

That night, Yuan Zheng slept on his bed. The two of them were covered with a quilt and leaned on their own pillows, side by side. The insteps were against the soles of his feet, a firm and warm touch.

At six o'clock the next morning, the bedside alarm clock rang, and the two opened their eyes one after the other, staring fixedly at each other for a few seconds, Yuan Zheng suddenly smiled with the corners of his lips curled up, and said: " morning."

The two got up naturally, shared the same bathroom to freshen up naturally, changed their clothes naturally, then went downstairs for morning exercises, ran round and round around the flower bed below the hotel, their bodies became warm, and they felt the warmth on their foreheads. Shallow sweat, is a carefree feeling.

When the morning sun broke through the haze and rose into the sky, Yuan Zheng stopped first and looked up at the corner of the sky.But You Le looked up at him, staring at the side face covered with a layer of gold film, with thick eyebrows flying up, handsome and unmatched, he suddenly had the ambition of "general Nanzheng with courage, with a knife on his waist and a wild goose feather" Lingyun.

At this moment, You Le suddenly understood that yesterday's Yuan Zheng had a hurdle in his heart and couldn't get over it. After a night of rest, he finally regained his strength.

Thinking of Yuan Zheng's inexplicably exposed weakness yesterday, thinking of the taciturn person who always looked at him, he was dreaming about something, his heart was trembling, and he really wanted to ask, "Am I really that special? Is it so important to you?"

After the morning exercise, after breakfast, all the staff went to the swimming pool.Different from yesterday, today's swimming pool is extremely lively. There are people coming and going. There are spectators, players and reporters. Bags are carried inside. There are three cameras shooting at the door. The host of the Japanese radio station is holding a microphone. He spoke excitedly in a foreign language, then twisted his waist and took a full face of the Chinese team player who had just got off the car.

You Le knew how important he was, and he had a peaceful mind, even a relaxed mind of watching the excitement. He clung to Yuan Zheng, curled his lips that loved to laugh, his eyes moved, and his gaze stopped at the distant sea horizon, where the blue sea was covered by The warm cold wind was blowing sparkling, and the sky was bright and sunny. It was a beautiful day.

Entering the venue, there were a lot of spectators on the stage. The two-day competition resulted in a very tight schedule, and the audience was willing to pay to watch this kind of non-fuzzy competition.When You Le walked from the door to the reserved seat, he did a rough calculation, and at least 5000 people came.

Arriving at the reserved spot for the participating teams, You Le's eyes looked around. On the left was the European and American representative team with blond hair and blue eyes, and on the right was a purebred Asian with black hair and black eyes. Everyone was calm and talking in a low voice. , Those who play with mobile phones, those who listen to music, all use their own methods to adjust their status before the game.

You Le walked around with her bag, and sat in the third row with Yuan Zheng.Before he sat down, he beckoned to Luo Ming. Luo Ming sat with Liu Lang as if he didn't see it.

The "Day Short Race" is a relatively commercial competition. Major TV stations will broadcast it and sell broadcasting rights to other countries. There are [-] to [-] sponsors' advertisements on the background board of the podium, so it is very difficult to arrange the competition. special.The opening is the long-distance preliminaries, plus a few middle- and long-distance preliminaries. In the afternoon, these middle- and long-distance races will be ended as much as possible. On the second day, the climax will come, all short distances, and there are still points that can be exploded. The relay race of the whole field is the finale.

Each team has a schedule in their hands, and they enter the field one by one, and there is basically no rest time.Every main member of the Chinese representative team reported for three or four events, and one after another, someone went to change clothes to play. Finally, at 10:[-] in the morning, Yuan Zheng finally got up with his bag.

You Le followed behind Yuan Zheng, entered the locker room like a follower, changed clothes with him, chatted with him, and then sent people into the arena.

Yuan Zheng's competition today is the 200-meter medley, and there is not much hope of winning a medal, but You Mingjie is determined to make Yuan Zheng famous in the medley. To put it bluntly, no matter how good Yuan Zheng's butterfly swim But he hadn't touched You Mingjie's safety line yet, so he made two-handed preparations, if the boss couldn't do it, he would go west, and if he couldn't, it would be a year of learning experience.

This time, none of the top three world famous players in the 200-meter medley came. There were four athletes who had the best results faster than Yuan Zheng, one from Japan, one from Australia, one from the United States, and one from the United States. British player.

You Le chatted with Yuan Zheng in the locker room, and accompanied him to the sign-in counter to sign in. There were about 20 contestants crowded together, tall and big. With You Le's current height, he felt suffocated among this group of people. He could only back up, and within two steps, You Le's face suddenly froze, his eyes widened and he turned his head to look around, his face was as cold as ice...Your uncle!Someone pinched his ass!who! ?Who is it! ?

You Le scanned around but didn't catch anyone, and finally retreated angrily.

This is the first time someone grabbed his ass and mopped him. He said it was disgusting and disgusting, but he still had a little bit of pride, carrying the bag in both hands, standing by the wall, the corners of his angry eyes and brows were stained a little. Handsome, with tight buttocks and a straight waist, that's pretty.

His current thoughts are extraordinarily complicated. When he was chased by a group of girls, he was an old monk with a calm mind, but he was taken advantage of by these tall men with big bodies, and suddenly found his own value. .

Young Master, I am quite worthy in the eyes of men.

This is vanity.

Little GAY's vanity.

After Yuan Zheng signed in, he glanced at You Le, and keenly felt that this child was a little different.The players coming and going around couldn't block the light, the child leaned against the wall so simply, but it was green and conspicuous, the light-colored eyes looked at him and smiled, and there was something different from usual So pretty, she scratched Yuan Zheng's heart with one paw, and somehow wanted to take off the coat on her body and cover the child's head.

It's really long and beautiful, with straight eyebrows and even beautiful eyes, and more importantly, its temperament. It has learned to swim all the year round, with a slender figure, a straight back and a fair skin, like a finely carved jade man. Yes, I want to keep it well, don't show it to anyone, just play with it in the palm of my hand when I have nothing to do, look at it little by little, taste it.

The two looked at each other. The atmosphere at this moment was really indescribable. If it could be materialized, there would probably be crystal clear pink bubbles rising between the two who were led by the red money.

However, the two parties still think that this is very normal, and it is right to look at it for a moment.

It's a pity that some people can't see the situation clearly. The pink bubbles are bubbling over here, and a tall and handsome foreign guy over there comes over. Lean on and say, "Heyboy, Chinese?"