Chapter 63: Teenage Voice (7)
Yin Guo came back with her hot water bottle. Many athletes were receiving hot water. She waited for a long time.
This time, the two group golds of the Chinese team are the finale and the big show.
Among the six players, there are five veterans, and only Yin Guo is in his early twenties, which is naturally eye-catching. In the queue, a little boy greeted her in broken English. Yin Guo looked at them, and his mind was full of: Hurry up and pick up the water, I'll pick you up after you pick it up...
After successfully pouring hot water, she couldn't wait to go back to the lounge.
When the team doctor saw Yin Guo coming back, he gave up his seat with a smile.
Yin Guo quietly went behind the sofa.
Lin Yiyang was wearing the red and white sweatshirt of the Chinese team with her back to her. When she wanted to look up, she touched her arm with her backhand: "Where are you going?"
"Pour water." I wanted to scare him, but my ears were really smart.
She was pulled by him and sat beside him.
Lin Yiyang looked at her and wanted to say something.
"I want to give you a birthday present next year." Yin Guo was uncomfortable with him, wondering what he saw, so serious?
Yin Guo glanced at him.
He was still staring at her.
…
Finally, Lin Yiyang patted her knee with his left hand, took the thermos cup that Yin Guo gave him, and got up and left. Just a second before she straightened up, she said on top of her head, "Thank you."
It seems that in the no-man's land on the Big Island of Hawaii, he used his mobile phone to send her: Thank you.
No matter how many layers of masks are taken off, the education and life experience that he has received are stripped off, and the coat of self-protection is taken off, he is still the boy of the past—
Not good at words, the more you love, the less you can express.
It was as if he saw her for the first time, and he thought of countless words in his mind, still afraid of messing it up.
It's just a three-word "please", the result of cutting out dozens of sentences in my heart.
But Yin Guo felt that he had really been poisoned by him.
Lin Yiyang's cell phone was still with her, and she had already left.
As soon as Wu Wei saw Lin Yiyang leaving, he strode to Yin Guo's side: "Have you seen it? Weibo."
"Look." Yin Guo said, she kept brushing.
When the men's team won the gold, the cynicism on the Internet was suppressed by the public's congratulations for winning the championship. Sometimes the world is so cruel. If you want to block the voices of Youyou, it is useless to rely on anything. There is only one way to prove yourself with strength and achievements.
"Seeing your reaction?" Wu Wei's face was full of disappointment.
"...It's okay, you're used to it."
"Have you gotten used to it??" Wu Wei was shocked, thinking that Lin Yiyang's girlfriend really has many suitors, so are you used to watching this?
…
But after all, Wu Wei and Yin Guo knew each other the first time, and after some reflection, he thought that Yin Guo must not understand what she was talking about.
"Lin Yiyang is on the trending search."
"My brother and Jiang Yang also got on."
The end of the snooker men's team King Kong has naturally become the most popular discussion word.
When she brought water to Lin Yiyang, she saw several key words, all of which were about the three men in the group money. It is nothing more than winning glory for the country, and suddenly discovered an unpopular project. The most sudden thing is that there are so many handsome guys in the unpopular project, which will of course cause discussion.
"Have you read it all? Has he read it?" Wu Wei asked again.
small? Yin Guo was at a loss.
Wu Wei shoved his cell phone into her hand.
The latest keyword in the hot search - "LinY"
Are there really small ones? Do you not play Weibo?
Yin Guo clicked and immediately saw the screen full of Weibo screenshots from LinY.
All dug up after the game.
The origin is that before the snooker team competition, a well-meaning netizen wanted to comfort the captain of the billiard team who had won the double gold, but was ridiculed because of his withdrawal. He wanted to leave a message on the captain's Weibo, but found that Lin Yiyang Weibo is not registered.
Of course, everyone refused to believe it and continued to look for clues.
Soon, netizens found that the old players in Dongxincheng all followed a LinY with few fans. According to Lin Yiyang's game name "Lin" in the United States, they matched the number.
Everyone unanimously concluded that the captain who can attract the attention of so many peers must be the captain.
The reason why it can be on the hot search is not because of how rare a "trumpet" is.
What's rare is that this trumpet has only one use, that is, to forward the news and video of a female player's game. A series of system default text "Forward Weibo", only one comment with three words appeared...
Repost: Video of the Singapore Open.
"Forward Weibo"
Repost: Video of China Open.
"Forward Weibo"
Repost: Video of the nine-ball World Cup final.
"Forward Weibo"
Forward: News of this year's Hangzhou competition champion.
"There is a breakthrough."
Repost: Video from this year's World Championships.
"Forward Weibo"
…
Yin Guo was about to die from his laughter.
Really can save the province, can not type without typing.
Lin Yiyang never mentioned her games, and Yin Guo thought he didn't watch them. After all, he played snooker and the local nine-ball game by himself last year, and was so busy.
Suddenly, I saw him reposting all the news of his own games on the web page, and he also specially looked around for videos and reposted them on Weibo. Only then did he really feel the exotic love for more than a year. He is also using his method to silently pay attention to himself.
Except for videos and news, of course.
He also occasionally posts his latest collection of photos in a nine-square grid.
It's all good angles, nice photos, and even a screenshot of himself in the game video.
For Yin Guo's photos, Lin Yiyang also did not have any written comments.
In addition to the photos that broke out during the training of this year's 9-ball World Championships, he commented: Who designed this dress?
That is, under this Weibo, which clearly dislikes sportswear, Jiang Yang's reply confirms that this LinY is Lin Yiyang.
Jiang Yang: Why don't you turn our game?
LinY: Not interested.
Jiang Yang: …
All microblogs have only these two sentences, and a dialogue with Jiang Yang.
But it is enough to convey a message: this handsome captain of the national billiards team has a sweetheart, and his sweetheart is also a little beauty who plays nine balls.
And it seems that the little beauty doesn't bother to interact with him at all? Not following him.
Billiards was so unpopular that no one wanted to gossip about it in the past.
So are the two of them acquainted? Are you catching up or not? Or haven't started chasing, and are still in a secret love without saying a word? This became a huge mystery.
She couldn't stop laughing.
Lin Yiyang is too miserable by everyone's imagination...
Soon, even more great netizens took screenshots of Lin Yiyang's confession to Yin Guo in the audience before the U.S. Open, with a Chinese translation: "Don't guess, before this captain makes his comeback, It has already started chasing people wildly."
"Are you catching up or not?"
"I watched the video more than a dozen times, and he said it vaguely, didn't he catch it?"
"As a senior fan of the billiards circle, according to reliable sources, I am still chasing."
"Damn it. You can't catch up with you so handsome?!"
"Call him an idol, I'm sorry for his football skills, say he is a sports genius, but he can't highlight his handsome face... I just wanted to be cheeky and call my husband, you show me this again... You shouldn't be in this hot search. ."
"I'm so jealous, what does it feel like to be chased by such a person ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
…
Yin Guo felt embarrassed after brushing, but Wu Wei accompanied her to watch with excitement: "Is your vanity bursting?"
Just think about it.
The all-powerful and highly anticipated man in the arena was dug up and took a trumpet like a small groupie. It is either to send your game video or game news, or else he will run to intercept a bunch of your game video images. On Weibo…
No matter who replaces this "you" with, you will definitely be moved crazy.
But the two of them are still in love, and everyone still thinks that this man has not yet succeeded, and is still chasing after him—
More to be jealous of.
"What are you looking at?"
The man's voice came from above his head.
Wu Wei restrained his smile and took back his mobile phone from Yin Guo: "It's time to go, the coach said to go."
He explained that the head coach decided to give the Chinese team a head start and go out and shake hands with the local fans. Otherwise, it would be pitiful for a bunch of people to wait outside, and it would be a pity for a bunch of people to wait in the gym.
After explaining, people flashed.
Yin Guo couldn't admit to being on his hot search with Wu Wei: "I'll help you get dressed."
Refers to the uniform he wears.
"I'll do it myself." Lin Yiyang said.
Immediately, Yin Guo gave him a dissatisfied look.
He had to let her help.
Yin Guo helped him put on the cuff of his right arm little by little, and then put it on his left arm. She circled in front of him and put the zipper on. The sound of the plastic zipper sliding was heard only by the two of them.
"Do you still have a small account on Weibo?" she asked him tentatively.
Lin Yiyang was silent for a second... I was just looking at this.
He explained: "Weibo is convenient for storing things."
"Oh." She held back a smile.
Lin Yiyang was inexplicably laughed at by her.
When I first registered on Weibo, it was indeed for the convenience of dumping news and videos. There was still a lot of information on Weibo, but relatively speaking, I couldn’t find anything in Moments.
And I didn't tell her, because I often commented on two sentences. Men and women think differently, for fear that she will be unhappy when they see it.
In the end, Yin Guo still didn't tell him about the important event that his "LinY" had been unearthed. He couldn't help laughing after imagining what it would be like when he went back at night to swipe his own comments.
Lin Yiyang always felt that something was wrong: "What are you laughing at?"
She shook her head and folded the collar of his sportswear for him: "I didn't expect you to keep watching my games and still save."
He didn't notice anything.
Of course, I will watch her. On the days when I can't see her, watching her play is the biggest pastime.
Either text or video.
Yin Guo found his club box: "Let Jiang Yang help you get the sports bag, and I will take the club."
Lin Yiyang looked at Yin Guo who was leaving, and still had an intuition - something was being held back by everyone.
I can't figure it out for a while, so I'll go back to the hotel first.
Soon, all the members of the Chinese billiard team were packed up. Everyone carried their sports bags and their clubs. Under the leadership of the organizer, they followed Lin Yiyang to the glass door.
Outside the glass door, the lights outside the gym were all turned on, and the moment the door was pushed open, loud cheers hit everyone's eardrums. Yin Guo couldn't hear anything at once.
Everyone thought that Lin Yiyang and Jiang Yang would go out one after another, but he stopped.
Lin Yiyang supported a glass door with his left hand. Jiang Yang smiled and pushed the other glass door open. Two tall men were at the front, opening a way for the people behind.
Lin Yiyang leaned against the glass door, urging everyone behind him: "Aren't you going?"
Everyone was late for a second, and then they followed one by one and entered the fans like mountains and seas one after another.
Lin Yiyang and Jiang Yang waited until the last team member went out and smiled at each other.
The two let go at the same time, and the two glass doors closed.
Yin Guo looked back and saw that Lin Yiyang and Jiang Yang were trapped in the crowd. They were not as easy to escape as everyone else. For some reason, she thought of the song that was played that day when Lin Yiyang returned home for the first time and practiced with her in the small ball room downstairs in her New York apartment—
"All-powerful, I will look up to everyone at will.
All the time, I never need to look back.
Earthshaking, I made the law that I write myself..."
Maybe from that day on,
When she stood by the table and saw the back of the man wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of ordinary jeans, picking up a public cue, she should have known that this man would come to this day.