Slag attack classification system

Zhao Huang has refreshed his national recognition.

The video of him beating Song Mingyong, a teenager from country H for the first time in the World Table Tennis Championships, was pushed to No.10 in real time on the YouTube list. The comments below were mixed, but everyone expressed surprise at his quick victory.

'It doesn't look like Zhao Huang, he is much more powerful than Zhao Huang who has been for more than three years. ''The first match was so strong, I don't know what will happen next...'

Zhao Zhenhe had a good grasp of his strength. In the semi-finals and finals after the World Table Tennis Championships, he did not show his sharpness like the first match. He steadily won the World Table Tennis Championships with good scores of 4-3 and 5-2.

On the day of winning the championship, a brand new super chat - 'Guoping Zhao Huangwan' was born on Weibo.

Finally, Zhao Huang Hun also had a real fan.

The hot word "Zhao Huang won the championship" was once ranked in the top three on Weibo, and the popularity has not faded for a long time.

Zhao Zhenhe has not yet returned to China. In Paris, he used a VPN to bypass the wall to watch Weibo. After clicking on his homepage, he found that the number of fans on Weibo had soared from 1.1 before going abroad to 256.3 million now, and every time Zhao Zhenhe refreshed, the decimal point Subsequent numbers will change.

Just when Zhao Zhenhe was concentrating on checking the comments of his little fans, there was a knock on the door frame behind him, three "Tuk Tuk Tuk".

"Twilight, can I come in?"

Li Yunhe asked this question, but he had already walked straight into the house, very casually.

Zhao Zhenhe raised his right eyebrow, and watched Li Yunhe sit down on the opposite sofa while talking about himself.

Why does this comrade like to make his own decisions so much?

"Twilight, I came here this time to tell you what's in my heart." Li Yunhe sat up straight and crossed his hands on his chest, "I also know that you performed very well this time and won a championship. Everyone is happy for you... Huaguo hasn't won No.1 in table tennis for many years, this time it's lucky to have you."

"Yes." Zhao Zhenhe nodded.

"But, I just want to tell you something," Li Yunhe continued, "I mean it sincerely, and I'm here to say something—— Dusk, don't play ball anymore, just stop like this."

After Li Yunhe finished speaking, the whole room fell into a cold silence, and Zhao Zhenhe even suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Let him retire when he returns home?

Is this human? !

"Li Yunhe, what do you mean?" Zhao Zhenhe frowned slightly. "Let me quit the national team just after the game? You don't want to see me like that?"

"Absolutely not," Li Yunhe tapped his finger on the glass tea table, "Absolutely not, Dusk, I wish you well more than anyone else!" He continued, "That's what we think, you had a bad reputation a few years ago. Almost the entire network was blocked, this time it was hard to win the championship, retain a good reputation, and retire quickly, this is killing two birds with one stone!"

"What kind of double-edged sword is this?"

"Look..." Li Yunhe stretched out his fingers pretendingly, "First, your good reputation is preserved; second, thanks to you, our national table tennis team can also restore a reputation, isn't it killing two birds with one stone?"

"I'll just ask you a question." Zhao Zhenhe grabbed the bergamot in his hand and kept turning it in the palm of his hand to soothe the waves in his heart, "Do you think my competition this time is just luck?"

"Where did I say you were lucky in this competition?"

"Then I can win the championship this time, then I can win the championship next time, why can't I continue to play." Zhao Zhenhe's eyes were emotionless, "Or, you usually rely on luck when you play, and measure me by your own standards. ?”

[Dangerous, dangerous, Zha Gong's favorability has dropped rapidly, 78-72-66-62...]

The system was hoarse, wishing to reach out and sew Zhao Zhenhe's mouth shut.

Zhao Zhenhe stood up, took out Zhao Huanghun's notebook from the net bag of his suitcase, and threw it on the glass table in front of Li Yunhe.

The decline in Slag Gong's favorability stopped abruptly, and the system issued a mechanical sound of "ding--".

Confused, Li Yunhe picked up the notebook with a yellow cover on the table and tried to open it, but found that it was blocked by a combination lock.

"dusk..."

Zhao Zhenhe picked up the suitcase on the ground and closed the zipper of the suitcase with a "swipe".

He put it upright along with the suitcase.

"If you can open the combination lock, open it and have a look." Zhao Zhenhe straightened up and pulled the suitcase away, "Look slowly."

His eyes returned to the usual gentleness, and he slowly walked out of the room with the box.

"I go first."

The notebook in Li Yunhe's hand is the diary that Zhao Huangwan used to record his life. Zhao Zhenhe can guarantee that if Li Yunhe is still a person, he will definitely feel unstoppable guilt when he sees the contents of this diary.

But after he left, Li Yunhe just looked at the notebook in his hand, turned it up and down, and threw it back on the table indifferently.

After he sighed, he picked up the mobile phone in his pocket and dialed the number familiarly.

"Hello... handsome?"

"Before you told me that you took pictures of the evidence... um... send it out, and don't let him make another detour..."

"......"

After Zhao Zhenhe returned to China, he still practiced alone in the corner of the national table tennis training ground, but those who took the initiative to make trouble gradually became rare.

Zhou Nian and Yu Mingming would even sometimes come to ask him some technical questions.

Especially on Anniversary, this young man is honest but not bad. When he thought that he had provoked Zhao Zhenhe in the beginning, he felt very sorry.

One day after training, Zhou Nian went to the cafeteria to find Zhao Zhenhe, bowed directly at a [-]-degree right angle, blocking Zhao Zhenhe at the door, and the athletes who came and went saw it and were amazed.

Zhao Zhenhe asked him not to have such great etiquette, but he didn't listen to him on the anniversary, his forehead was bloodshot and his eyes were wide open and he bowed. He said that he would bow for 15 minutes in the crowd, and it was really not less than 1 minute. Basically, the whole cafeteria The flow of people witnessed this moment. Some athletes who had not come to eat or had already finished their meal heard about it and ran over to watch the excitement. Seeing the sweat on the back of this anniversary, Zhao Zhenhe, who was apologized, was even worse than the anniversary of the apology. Be guilty.

Those new seedlings who just came up from the youth training team didn't have much malice towards Zhao Zhenhe at first, but now they saw that the seniors started to see him one after another, calling each other 'Brother Zhao' and 'Brother Zhao'. "My brother Zhao" is on his mouth all day long.Didn't the gymnastics team look down on them...why didn't I see some of them win the world championships this time...my Brother Zhao can do it!

"Zhao Huangwan, Yu Mingming, Zhou Nian, head coach Wang Ming... please come to the stadium for an interview." The assistant gathered a group of them who participated in the National Table Tennis World Championships and took them to the central stadium.

There are already swimming teams, weightlifting teams, track and field teams... and other players and coaches who have also won prizes or even championships in recent competitions. A group of reporters surrounded by yellow lines are standing underneath. They saw the National Table Tennis Team walking in. Finally, pick up the camera and 'kachakacha' is crazy shooting.

Zhao Zhenhe's head was swollen from the flash of white light, and a few reporters at the edge of the yellow line stretched their arms, and almost caught the camera on his face.

When Zhao Zhenhe sat down on the chair, the phone in his pocket vibrated, and he took it out and put it on the table.

'You have an unread WeChat message from Tang Zhi. '

Tang paper?Why did you send him a WeChat message at this time.

Just now Zhao Zhenhe called Tang Zhi, and Tang Zhi's young master also knew that Zhenhe must be interviewed at the Central Stadium at the moment, so - why did he send WeChat at this time?

He swiped his fingerprint to open the phone screen, clicked on the message, and glanced at the message from the corner of his eye.

'Do not participate in the interview. '

Just a few words.

Why did you ask him not to participate in the interview?

Zhao Zhenhe was a little puzzled, he picked up the Buddha's hand that he carried with him, and held it in his palm.

Soon, the reporters told Zhao Zhenhe the answer to this question with practical actions.

"Zhao Huang, I heard that you won the World Table Tennis Championship this time, which can be said to be the greatest of honors." The reporter took a big breath, "Then what do you think of the results of the doping test that will be made public in three days' time?" , will you be nervous?"

"Zhao Huang, you showed extraordinary courage in the first match, but your momentum gradually weakened in the second and third matches. Can we infer that your first match was entirely based on luck?"

"Zhao Huangwan, I heard that you were very proud after the game, and you didn't even take coach Li Yunhe's persuasion to heart. Have you ever heard the saying that a proud soldier must be defeated?"

Up to now, the reporters' questions are still normal, and Zhao Zhenhe can still understand, but the further down, the more he can't understand.

"Mr. Zhao Huangwan, do you admit the rumor that you were taken care of by Tang Zhi, the young master of the Tang Corporation?"

"Mr. Zhao Huangwan, as an athlete, don't you feel ashamed to exchange your body for your own opportunities? Don't you feel sorry for the teammates sitting next to you?"

"Mr. Zhao Huangwan, through what channel did you get in touch with Young Master Tang Zhi? Could it be that your rapid technical development is because he invited you a world-class coach?"

Amidst a crowd of uproar and the 'clicking' sound of the camera, Zhao Jinhe stood up straight, and the chair made a 'stabbing' sound from the back.

The reporters thought he was being asked anxiously and was about to stand up and yell at him, so they all picked up the camera lens, focused, and wanted to capture this wonderful moment.

Jo Jin-hak: (￣_￣)

He picked up the teacup on his table and raised it up, "My Dahongpao is finished, I have to refill the cup, if you want to ask, ask other people first."

After Zhao Zhenhe finished speaking, he really took the teacup and left.

reporter:"......."

After the interview meeting, Zhao Zhenhe rode his bicycle back, his expression remained (￣_￣) all the way, obviously he hadn't recovered from the weird questions from the reporters.

Finally, in front of a McDonald's billboard, he stopped the car, stepped out of the car with long legs, and turned on his phone.

After clicking on Weibo, as expected, the name of 'Zhao Huangwan' appeared in the No.1 trending search again, with the title - 'Zhao Huanghun was adopted'.

After clicking on it, a familiar name appeared.

'Wang Junlang: Explain why this is so @赵黄晚

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The nine pictures are all the scenes of Zhao Zhenhe teaching Tang Zhi to swim that day, and some of them are misplaced so that it seems that Zhao Zhenhe is nestling in Tang Zhi's arms and kissing Tang Zhi.

Zhao Zhenhe blushed and let out a 'tsk' sound.

That's what happened.

He was thinking about how to explain this matter, and tapped his fingers regularly on the screen. At this time, there was a Weibo reminder sound of 'ding' on the phone.

'Your friend updates a Weibo. '

my good friend?

Am I not just a friend now?

Zhao Zhenhe flipped his phone, clicked on the first small icon at the bottom of Weibo, and checked his friend's latest Weibo.

Tang Zhi Leo: The explanation is that I am chasing him, can't I? @王俊朗. '

Zhao Zhenhe: "..."

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what?

The author has something to say: [Small Theater for Old Cadre Zhao’s Health Preservation: He Never Smoked]

Zhao Zhenhe went to learn to drive, the coach was hinting something, but unfortunately Zhao Zhenhe was a piece of wood and didn't understand at all, and he had no place to scold him when he started driving. In the end, the coach couldn't help but straight up the words, "Who... you give me Go buy a Chinese pressure suppressant!"

Jo Jin-he: "Do you want to whiten your teeth or treat sore gums?"

coach:"......"

os: The coach said Zhonghua Tobacco, but Zhenhe thought it was Zhonghua Toothpaste hahahahahaha

oos: Today I still draw a lucky little angel to give out a red envelope~ I love you all!