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Chapter 174 The Secret That Was Seen Through in One Minutes

In the small studio, dynamic music flows, making the atmosphere even more weird.

"Shall I tell the courtyard?" Wei Ran sneered suddenly: "Do I need to tell the courtyard? I'll tell Xun Lang how you spent your wonderful Christmas Eve!"

Still mention this!

Tang Yili blushed immediately, "How dare you!"

"Why wouldn't I dare? Tang Yili, I'll hold on to this trick of yours for the rest of my life."

Tang Yili looked around and couldn't find anything convenient, so Wei Ran laughed again.

"Why, stab me with a spoon?"

"Didn't you remember the last time?"

Tang Yili was so angry that her head was about to boil, she poured down a bottle of mineral water, and she pointed at Wei Ran, "You have the guts."

There is a kind, I can't afford to mess with it.

Tang Yili could only yell at the audience, "Why don't you hurry up and continue filming! Are you just waiting to call it a day!"

She simply stopped supervising the work and sat in the lounge by herself, sulking.

Tang Yili couldn't bear to look back at the embarrassing incident that day when someone brought it up again. She vomited in public... It would be fine if there was only Xun Lang, but there was Yu Qing, her imaginary enemy, who was watching beside her.

Psychologically, Tang Yili couldn't bear it no matter what.

Before the filming in the studio was over, Tang Yili greeted the director and left alone.

In the afternoon of Zhengzheng's working day, the weather was fine, and everyone was busy with work. Only she, as if she had been abandoned, suddenly had nowhere to go, and finally wandered around and drove back to University A.

Park the car at the entrance of the gymnasium, and when you hear the whistle, you know that there must be training in full swing.

This time, Tang Yili didn't go down to the field, but walked up the stairs, picked a seat in the stands, and sat down.

At a glance, there are empty plastic chairs around him, only in front of him, Xun Lang is making preparations for departure.

With long hands and long feet, he swayed slightly, and then stepped onto the starting platform. Lei Pengshen said something next to him, and then took a step back.

When Xun Lang touched the table with his fingers, he leaned forward, buried his head in his arms, and said "beep"——

Crisp whistle.

Xun Lang set off.

It was just the daily training, but Tang Yili couldn't help but clasp her fingers on the back of the chair in front of her, looking around.

This time Xun Lang did not swim butterfly, but freestyle.

His shoulder, can he still swim freestyle?

Tang Yili was full of doubts.

The vigorous figures in the water keep turning their shoulders alternately. Looking at the scene, the speed of the parade is very fast. In a blink of an eye, he touches the wall and turns back, which is Xun Lang's usual feature. Extremely smooth.

Tang Yili watched with his naked eyes, and felt that the 100-meter lap should be good.

Ray-Ban held the stopwatch deeply, made a one-shot motion on the water surface, and then looked at the watch.

Tang Yili couldn't see his expression as he was far away.

Then I saw Xun Lang coming out of the water, picking up the towel in the basket, and walking over.

Ray Penshen had a loud voice, and he could faintly hear him say: "It seems that freestyle is really about to give up..."

Tang Yili's heart sank.

I heard Lei Pengshen say again: "The results of these few times are not as good as your daily training in the National Games... After so long in physical therapy in the United States, it seems that the effect is not obvious."

"There are only three months left before the Olympics. If I can't return to my peak form, I still suggest giving up freestyle..."

Xun Lang didn't know whether it was because of strenuous exercise or the violent ups and downs of his mood, his hands were on his waist and hips, his big chest heaved and heaved, and he was panting.

Tang Yili felt a little sad, feeling sorry for Xun Lang.

……

At the swimming pool, the atmosphere is noisy.

Compared with the silence on Xun Lang's side, the trainees on the other side are more joyful and happy, with no desires or desires.

Tang Yili didn't know what kind of choice Xun Lang was going through, but the word "pain" had a deeper meaning to him.

He didn't speak for a while, and waited for Ray Pen to put away the stopwatch and called the assistant.

"You cancel all freestyle training for Xun Lang. Next, focus on butterfly 100 and 200."

The teaching assistant glanced at Xun Lang, nodded silently, then took out the tablet and swiped it.

Lei Peng patted Xun Lang's shoulder deeply, seeming to comfort him.

Then he yelled to the other side of the pool, "A bunch of little bastards! What are you doing!"

The boys who made the noise, like sparrows being frightened away suddenly, followed the footsteps of Ray Penshen and dispersed.

Xun Lang was left alone, standing in the same place, lost in thought, his big muscles still glowing with water, like a perfect male statue in the Renaissance era, combining strength and thinking to perfection.

He was motionless.

Tang Yili sat there, too.

The two of them seemed to have petrified at the same time. After a long silence, Xun Lang suddenly raised his head. Tang Yili didn't even have time to hide, and was caught off guard, and fell into Xun Lang's eyes.

There's no need to explain why she's here, or what she's seen, just by making eye contact, they know what each other is thinking.

Suddenly, on the translucent dome, a beam of bright light traveled thousands of miles through the clouds and windows, and cast it on Xun Lang's shoulders. At that moment, Tang Yili felt that his restless heart along the way suddenly calmed down.

Together with the wind in the ears, the noise was also blown away.

Tang Yili couldn't help but stroked the hem of her skirt, and walked down the iron ladder.

Xun Lang grabbed the big towel in his hand, wiped his face, and waited for Tang Yili to come to him, and asked, "Isn't today the day for Cheng Zhun and the others to shoot commercials?"

The implication is, why is she here.

Tang Yili: "I was run away by Wei Ran."

Xun Lang smiled.

The grievances between Tang Yili and Wei Ran, the enemies, are not nutritious, and there is no need to delve into it.

After this bland opening, the two stood side by side, their eyes were attracted by the noise on the other side of the pool, and they coincidentally went to see Ray-Ban Deep K.

After a while, Tang Yili said softly, "Are you going to practice freestyle secretly without telling Coach Lei?"

Xun Lang raised his eyebrows and looked sideways.

He just made this decision 1 minutes ago.

Tang Yili guessed it so quickly.

Xun Lang fixed his eyes on Tang Yili, and she looked ahead with a calm and breezy look, as if what she said was just an ordinary sentence that was a good day.

Xun Lang felt a little unbelievable, what's more, there was an indescribably strange feeling.

He kept looking at her.

A person with a good-looking side face is really good-looking.

Tang Yili had a straight nose, a smooth and full forehead with elegant ups and downs, and a flame-shaped stud earring was pinned to the small helix that was half covered by broken hair.

After a while, Xun Lang smiled and asked her half-truthfully, "Will you keep it a secret for me?"

Tang Yili also smiled, turned her head, and said narrowly, "I'll watch over you for Coach Lei. In case you over-practice, you won't even be able to swim butterfly."

(End of this chapter)