The white moonlight that makes us cry

Knowing that Cui Youji and Wu Taihe had successfully arrived in France, members of the Chinese Foil National Team spoke in groups on WeChat.

[Is France fun?]

[Who are you fighting against in the invitational tournament tomorrow]

[@wutaihe Have you met your idol Violet Mac? [hey-hey]]

This is a private group, mainly for team members to chat and laugh.

There are a total of 28 people in the group, and Coach Zheng is not among them.

Cui Youji was not there either.The main reason is that he has not been in contact with the national team for a long time and is not familiar with these people.

Wu Taihe replied: [I saw it]

[? ! ]

[Is there a signature sent out to see]

[Crying with envy 555 who understands]

Several people on the team are fans of Violet Mack.

Wu Taihe sent a photo directly.

He just had a fresh photo with Violet Mack on his face.

[! ! ! ]

Teammates envy and hate.

Damn this kid is lucky!

Wu Taihe: [Don't envy me, I still envy Cui Youji. ]

teammate:[? ]

There is a situation.

Wu Taihe: [Violet is Coach Xia's student and Cui Yuji's senior brother]

The team members called shit.

The younger brother of the French foil ace - this identity, Cui Youji is too good, right?

……

The next day.

French National Fencing Training Hall.

The base is located on the outskirts of Paris.

Cui Youji, Xia Dang, Wu Taihe and the staff headed there by car after dinner.

There was a misty light rain in the sky.

As soon as they walked to the gate of the base, someone came out to greet them.

There are also many cars of media and news agencies parked nearby.

Apparently, the interview storm is coming.

The reception staff sent by the other party were proficient in Chinese, and asked them gently and kindly if they had eaten. The sword hall can provide French breakfast.

Xia Dang and Wu Taihe were about to answer that they had already eaten.

Cui Youji nodded and said, "Okay, I really want to try your French breakfast, how is it different from ours in China."

The greeter was a native of the country. Hearing this, there was a smile on his face, and he immediately led him to the restaurant, and proudly introduced the local French cuisine: "We have steaming black coffee and fresh milk, French Brie cheese, baguettes, sandwiches Toast, muffins..."

Cui Youji echoed: "It's really good, I can't wait to taste it."

The smiles of the greeters gradually deepened.

Wu Taihe was at a loss, thinking that this master might have the legendary social bullying syndrome, right?

Xia Dang sighed and followed helplessly.

Wu Taihe quickly followed, and asked Xia Dang cautiously: "Coach, didn't Cui Youji eat a lot this morning?"

So much that it shocked him severely at the dinner table.

Twenty big meat buns, ten bowls of noodles, a big bucket of salad vegetables, eggs...

This made Wu Taihe very suspicious, is this the amount that a normal human stomach can hold?

Xia Dang replied in a casual and ordinary tone: "He probably hasn't eaten enough, and wants to eat another meal."

Wu Taihe people are stupid.

"Brother Cui won't be choking after eating so much... There will be a competition later." Wu Taihe couldn't help but use honorifics.

Xia Dang: "No, you don't know anything about his appetite."

Wu Taihe: "...?"

The news that Violet Mack will be training against a foreign junior at the training base spread last night.

At this time, the French reporters outside the door were wondering, who was the foreign athlete who was training against Violet Mack this time?

Breakfast is very rich.

When Cui Youji came out to eat again, he found that many media reporters had surrounded the base.

For this invitational tournament, the National Sports Bureau specially allowed reporters to enter the venue to interview and write friendly news reports to facilitate cultural exchanges at the spiritual level.

In addition to China, there are athletes from other countries, such as Mexico, Brazil and so on.

So the reporters didn't keep going around Cui Youji and Wu Taihe.

However, Cui Youji's outstanding appearance has attracted the attention of some people beyond the borders of the country.

Although he already has a certain reputation in Asia, he is still unknown in European countries.

The reporter picked up the camera and couldn't help taking pictures of the young Chinese.

Cui Youji is used to the attention of others, so he greeted them naturally along the way.

Reporters are more happy and enthusiastic when they see athletes from other countries willing to interact with them.

Wu Taihe seemed a little cramped, pinching the hem of his clothes, followed behind Cui Youji in embarrassment, and subconsciously avoided the camera.

Even though Xia Dang kept whispering in his ear: "Be generous! You represent the image of the Chinese fencing team..."

He really couldn't be as natural as Cui Youji.

Watching the figures of the two young Chinese fencers drifting away, the reporters talked a lot.

"Who was that taller young man just now?"

"He looks like a superstar."

"That's right, the gestures are very classy!"

After a popularization by the staff of the Sports Bureau, they learned that this handsome young Asian was actually Violet Mac's younger brother!

French fencing master - Violet's Chinese junior appeared in the training ground in Paris, and the two are about to start a PK duel! !

If this gets out, it will definitely be the biggest news of the year!

The reporters couldn't help but regret that they hadn't interviewed him more.

……

Inside the training ground.

Members of the French fencing team in white and red uniforms have already started regular training.

Violet Mac stood aside, quietly drinking hot tea from a thermos.

An athlete ran past him and asked curiously, "Mr. Mike, what are you drinking?"

Violet smiled and replied, "Chinese black tea."

The athlete shook his head and continued running.

There's a gossip in their team that Violet Mack is addicted to China.

Since that coach Xia came to the base, it has completely changed everyone's impression of China.

During the holidays, the team members also began to eat dumplings and hot pot, and found it very delicious.

But no one is as crazy as Violet Mack, who not only learns Chinese cooking skills, plans to travel to China, competes, and even got a tenth Chinese certificate.

at the same time.

Cui Youji stepped into the sword hall.

They walked very lightly, and did not disturb the training of the French swordsmen, but stood aside and watched quietly.

Wu Taihe's attention was all on Violet, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

His long-worshipped idol is right in front of him, and his behavior is understandable.

To Xia Dang's relief, Cui Youji was observing and studying the training of these French players.

Cui Youji stared at the players on the field for a while, then turned to him and said, "Coach, this group of people was taught by you."

Chardonnay style is too deep.

Cui Youji was almost recognizable to the naked eye. These training methods were all taught to him by Xia Dang.

Xia Dang smiled and said triumphantly, "So you know why French fencing is so powerful internationally, right?"

All thanks to him.

Cui Youji nodded seriously, and said, "I must hug your thigh tightly."

The French fencing team also insists on long-term and systematic intensive intensive training, which is more commercialized.

It is a world-class strong team and has long been the dominant player in the world of fencing.

Especially foil is their forte.

They advocate delicate techniques, standardized movements, and a classical style like a textbook.

It seems hard for outsiders to imagine that behind its countless successes, applause and flower glory, it is inseparable from a Chinese coach from China...

"Come on." Xia Dang patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "The match between you and Violet will be recorded in real time by the French media. Find the best condition to play and try to score at least five points under his sword , is something to be proud of.”

Invitational rounds are limited to 9 minutes, with a maximum of 15 points.

In the hands of the legendary foil king Violet, it is already quite rare to reach five points and a one-third winning rate.

Although he knew that Cui Youji was very talented in fencing, Xia Dang never thought that he could beat Violet.

It's like a toddler meeting a professional marathon runner.

Before meeting Cui Youji, Xia Dang believed that Violet was the most promising fencer he had ever met in his coaching career.

Choi Yoo-gil is a genius, and so is Violet.

Even Violet, who has been on the international stage for many years, has experience buffs that are many times more sophisticated than him.

Cui Youji scratched his head and said, "Okay, I will try my best."

He didn't think he could win this time, or draw with the opponent or anything.

The swordsmanship practiced in the previous life is fundamentally different from the modern fencing sport.

In front of the great Violet, he is undoubtedly just a newcomer babbling.

Along the way, he did go very smoothly on the road of fencing.

Cui Youji thought to himself, it's okay to experience failure once in a while.

Being able to compete with Violet is something worth showing off in itself.

……

the other side.

The French fencing team soon noticed this tall and young Chinese youth.

I heard that he is Violet's younger brother?

The team members looked at Cui Youji with critical eyes, trying to pick bones from eggs, but found that they could hardly find any shortcomings.

Whether it's height, figure, body shape... His appearance is purely first-class.

"Besides, this guy is also left-handed." Roy Dulu murmured.

It has long been known that lefties have an advantage in fencing.

But in France, its crowd rate is only [-]%.

In the entire French fencing team, only 40.00% of athletes have left-handers.

"Next, we have to see how his internal level is." Another curly-haired player said in a deep voice.

As long as Cui Youji used his sword on the field, they could tell a thing or two.

Half an hour later, the training ground.

After the morning practice, the team members stayed in place and prepared to watch.

Reporters, coaches, and staff couldn't help casting curious attention.

Violet and Cui Youji changed into white fencing suits respectively, and took to the kendo.

Although it was just a sparring session, they still followed the rules of the official competition.

Whistle!

The two faced each other silently and saluted with swords.

Seemingly aware of Cui Youji's nervousness, Violet softly comforted her, "Relax."

Cui Youji took a deep breath and nodded.

With the shout of the referee, this friendly match officially kicked off amid the attention of hundreds of people in the field