Chapter 732 The Great Xia Empire, Si Fuqing [1 more]
It has been more than ten years since she last participated in the International Games.
At that time, Ye Wanlan and Lu Qingning were also there.
She's on the track and they're cheering her on down there.
In a blink of an eye, so many years have passed.
Looking at the familiar logo of the International Games, Si Fuqing also deeply realized the poem "If things are different from people, things should stop, and tears flow first if you want to speak."
She squeezed her hat, turned around, and walked out with the crowd.
"Fuqing, here." In the waiting area, Coach Mo judged her position from the style and color of the clothes that Si Fuqing gave her.
She stepped forward and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your camouflage skills are so high, if you hadn't given me the photo in advance, I wouldn't have been able to tell it was you."
When Si Fuqing mentioned the matter of disguise, Si Fuqing had a headache. She sighed: "Coach Mo, don't mention it, it was trained by fans."
Coach Mo recalled the scene when her team members were all Guan Si Fuqing calling his wife: "..."
There are fans everywhere, and it is really hard to be top streamer.
No, only Si Fuqing's fans are blooming in various fields.
"Let's go, the hotel we stayed in is here." Coach Mo patted her on the shoulder and joked, "When this International Games is over, your fans will definitely continue to rise again, so remember to exercise more."
Si Fuqing followed Coach Mo to the hotel.
Soon a waiter stepped forward to take the luggage from her.
There are many photos on the first floor of the hotel, ranging from black and white to color, which are the history of the development of the International Games.
"One hundred years ago, Daxia participated in the International Games for the first time." Coach Mo smiled, "At that time, we didn't have a representative team at all, only one person."
She pointed to one of the black and white photos and said softly, "He carried the flag alone and walked on the track of the International Games."
The photo shows a very young man wearing a very simple white vest.
The two red words "Daxia" are written on the vest.
The shoes on his feet were even glued.
Always stands out among other well-equipped athletes.
At that time, it was a time of rapid industrial development, and the Western Continent rose rapidly.
Under the impact of new technology, the Great Xia Empire was crumbling.
But there were still people who came forward to participate in the International Games, even though they were ridiculed.
A person represents a country, single-handedly.
Si Fuqing looked at the bright red flag on the wall and smiled: "It's different now."
"Yes, it's different." Coach Mo nodded. "This year alone, more than 800 delegations have come, and there are also the most advanced ultra-high-definition OB vans in the world."
Daxia, this huge empire, once again used the shortest time to prove—
It is never willing to be left behind.
Even if it is submerged by the tide, it can quickly surface and occupy a certain position.
Standing in the forest of the world and not falling.
Coach Mo brought Si Fuqing to her room: "Fuqing, you rest first, I'll take you to the track and field team in the afternoon."
Si Fuqing made an OK gesture.
Coach Mo was about to leave, and let her have a good rest. As soon as she turned around, she was surrounded by athletes from her own team.
"Coach, coach, I'll just take a look, just take a look!"
"As long as I can take a look at Qingqing, I will definitely kill the invincible players in the field tomorrow!"
"That's right!"
Coach Mo: "..."
She believed in their evil.
"Eh?" Si Fuqing looked at the cat and cat, "It's all right, come in."
The athletes cheered and squeezed in.
Coach Mo had a headache: "Fuqing, don't get used to them."
"Fans, I'm sure I'm used to it." Si Fuqing pulled out a stack of autographed photos from his backpack, "There are all of them."
Coach Mo sighed.
At this time, the youngest girl in the team hurried over from outside.
"Old..." The girl was stunned by Coach Mo and quickly changed her name, "Baby Qingqing, a super handsome man is coming to you!"
"I know you like good-looking ones, but you must keep your eyes open. Don't be fooled by him!"
Si Fuqing: "..."
In fact, this is her mother's fan, right?
Coach Mo raised his hand and gave the girl a snap: "Listen to what you said."
"I'm serious." The girl was very aggrieved, "It's really handsome, I don't know if it's a star."
They have been preparing for this International Games, basically closed training, and little knowledge of the outside world.
Si Fu heard the girl's description and knew who it was: "Coach Mo, I'll go out."
"You go." Coach Mo asked with interest, "boyfriend?"
Si Fuqing fisted hard and smiled: "No, it's a prisoner!"
Coach Mo: "???"
**
Si Fu leaned out of the door and saw a tall and straight man leaning against a tree.
He raised his head halfway and raised his hand to catch a falling yellow leaf.
The half-warm sunlight fell on him through the already withered branches, and it was clearly extinguished, outlining his beautiful eyebrows and eyes into pale gold.
Every inch of the face is perfect and just right.
He does not have to look at other scenery, he is a scenery of his own.
Si Fuqing remembered what the girl told her, and rubbed her eyes.
The very light movement was caught by Yu Xiheng.
He turned his head: "What's wrong with the eyes?"
"It's nothing." Si Fuqing hooked his hand towards him, "Come here, it's like this every time."
He believed that he was standing here, but in a few minutes everyone would be watching.
Or take it into the room and hide it.
When Si Fuqing returned to the room, the others had already been cleaned up by Coach Mo.
She pushed Yu Xiheng in and quickly closed the door.
Yu Xiheng clenched his fist to cover his lips, and coughed softly: "The prisoner asks for a chance to speak."
Si Fuqing glanced at him: "Ten words for you."
She wanted to see what he could say.
He reached out and tried to touch her head, but in the end it didn't fall.
He just looked at her with his eyes and said with a slight smile, "Qingqing, you have been working hard all the time."
Si Fuqing's fox eyes widened slightly.
After a few seconds of silence, she quickly took two steps back: "You fouled!"
"Huh?" Yu Xiheng raised her eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile on her lips, "No more than ten words, only nine words."
Si Fu leaned over, took out the small book and looked at it.
The number of days recorded above is exactly thirty days.
a month.
Great progress.
Si Fuqing was still very satisfied.
Yu Xiheng saw that she had been reading the book: "Qingqing?"
"Because he can speak well, the prisoner has the opportunity to be released on bail temporarily." Si Fuqing closed the notebook, "If he commits another crime within the specified time limit, he will be a repeat offender in the future!"
Yu Xiheng looked at her and raised her eyebrows: "Bail?"
"Okay, I admit that I'm just soft-hearted towards you." Si Fuqing stuffed the notebook, "There is no second time, no, it's the fourth time!"
"..." He was silent for a while, "For the fourth time?"
Why is it the fourth time?
"Do you need me to go through the old accounts with you?" Si Fuqing folded his arms and looked at him coolly, "The first time you killed me suddenly in the game, the second time you followed your master and didn't talk about martial arts suddenly to the ghost valley."
"This time is the third time!"
"..."
Yu Xiheng raised her hand and pressed her temple for the first time ever.
Actually three times.
There are too many coincidences.
Yu Xiheng recalled some of the things he had done since he came 1,500 years ago, and determined that he did not do anything like that again, he nodded slightly: "Yes."
"But you just happened to be here, and I really need your help." Si Fuqing held his chin, "I promised Coach Mo to participate in the follow-up long-distance running event. Please seal my evolutionary bloodline first."
This sentence made Yu Xiheng's eyes change suddenly.
Si Fuqing was still smiling, and the fox's eyes were bent: "I trust you the most, Brother Jiu."
After the evolutionary bloodline is sealed, there is no difference between the evolutionary and ordinary people.
This is the best way to achieve fairness.
Otherwise, even a B-level evolutionary can easily sweep through all projects.
But there are very few people who can seal her evolutionary bloodline, and she must gain her wholehearted trust.
Yu Xiheng sighed and showed a helpless and indulgent smile.
He finally touched her head, her hair was soft, and when she was cute, she looked like a little tiger with sharp claws.
He whispered, "I really can't help you."
Si Fuqing's eyes were bright: "Are you promised?"
"Yes, but there are preconditions." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "I can't let myself get hurt."
Si Fuqing hugged his neck and rubbed it: "No problem, Brother Jiu is the best."
Yu Xiheng raised her hand to hug her, and sighed again in her heart.
Until now, she still didn't know how attractive she was to him.
If it goes on like this, it's him who can't hold it back.
**
In the afternoon, the hospital.
"How's Mai Jiang's leg?" Coach Luo looked worried, "Will there be any serious sequelae?"
The girl on the same team pursed her lower lip: "I can't be sure."
The opponent hit Mai Jiang's leg completely, and kicked him fiercely.
Although the other party was also disqualified from the competition and suspended for five years, Mai Jiang suffered such an innocent disaster.
"They really did it on purpose." Coach Luo clenched his fists, "This matter can't be left alone."
Before the girl spoke, a mocking voice sounded.
"Yes, we did it on purpose."
Coach Luo turned around and his expression changed.
This is the representative team of the Principality of Kaman.
One of the youths shrugged and smiled: "It's a good deal to exchange our reserve players for your seed players."
As a result, in the two events of 5000m and 10000m long distance running, there is no one who can get medals in the Daxia Empire.
Coach Luo's face was ashen: "You are despicable!"
"It's because you have no one." The young man didn't care about Coach Luo's rage, "If you have the ability, you can send more powerful people to the track. Why, there is nothing to say?"
Coach Luo looked at him sternly.
Suddenly a voice fell, with a loose smile: "We have it."
This time it was the youth's turn to change his face: "Who?!"
The girl walked in slowly from the door: "Daxia Empire, Si Fuqing."
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This chapter is also known as "Your Majesty the Golden House"
ps: All the plots are made up by me (seems like nonsense), don’t connect with reality and don’t make any illogical things written in reality. The problem is that this is a fantasy novel.