Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"He is special, so he may not participate in the review at all, and has already made a default decision."

"It's possible."

These are those who know Yang Zhuo, and those who don’t.

After all, an artist.

Some may have been filming in the crew for several months, and they don't know much about outside information.

"Who did Sister Hua bring, a newly signed artist?"

"Ah? You don't know him? He is not an entertainer, but a sprinter. He won the silver medal in the men's 100 meters in the Athens Olympics. He appeared on "News Network" and Huaxia Daily, as well as various news and talk shows."

"Not only these, but the advertisements also dominated the screen. I counted, and he received at least 7 endorsements, and each endorsement had to start at 500 million."

After other people's explanation, even those who don't know him know that Yang Zhuo is amazing.

This endorsement alone is above the first-line level.

the other side.

Yang Zhuo saw an A4 paper with his name on the door of a dressing room, which meant that this was his dressing room.

Push the door straight in.

And Wang Jinghua went to find the staff.

after an hour.

Yang Zhuo stepped onto the stage.

He was wearing a black suit, the same one he wore at the Beijing University New Year's Eve party.

He doesn't know how to dress up and doesn't like frills.

Wear a suit on important occasions.

Simple and handsome.

offstage.

In the front row, several directors and assistant directors sat there.

Because it was just an ordinary rehearsal, not a row, so we all watched it on the spot.

The director of the song and dance program was Xia Yu. When she saw Yang Zhuo on the stage, she sat up straight with a hint of appreciation in her eyes.

This is the first time I've seen it in real life.

He is more handsome than she imagined, and has a very good temperament.

Clean and sunny.

It is so suitable for this stage.

at this time.

The prelude sounded, and Yang Zhuo stood in the center of the stage, holding a microphone:

"Under the far blue sky

surging golden waves

right there used to be you and me

loved place

"

As soon as Yang Zhuo opened his mouth, the scene became much quieter.

The singing voice is gentle and clean, like a mountain spring flowing quietly in the breeze, clear and bright but meandering.

Very romantic, very beautiful feeling.

Xia Yu's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Sounds great!

The chief director and other assistant directors next to him also showed appreciation in their eyes.

For an athlete to be able to sing to this level, it's definitely not bad.

Also worthy of this stage.

in the corner.

Wang Jinghua sat on a chair and watched Yang Zhuo sing.

At this time, a middle-aged man walked up to him: "Sister Hua, so you are Yang Zhuo's manager, amazing! This is a treasure!"

"I'm lucky too."

Wang Jinghua had a smile on her face.

There is no denying what he said.

Yang Zhuo was originally a treasure.

"Sister Hua plans to let him go into the entertainment industry?"

Hearing this, Wang Jinghua rolled her eyes: "I really want to, but he is an athlete, and 263 doesn't plan to go to the entertainment circle at all. This time the Spring Festival Gala was also kindly invited by the director team, and he even said hello to the field management center, otherwise If not, he really might not want to come.”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was a little speechless.

Other artists were too crowded to get into the Spring Festival Gala, but this one is good, and they have to be invited by the director team.

on the stage.

"Let the lost vows fly

blow with the westerly wind

like your soft long hair

Zeng Fenfang, my dreamland

"

After singing the song, Yang Zhuo went straight back to the backstage dressing room.

As soon as she put on her coat, Wang Jinghua brought a woman in.

"Xiao Zhuo, this is the director of singing and dancing programs, Xia Yu."

Hearing this, Yang Zhuo stood up and said, "Hello Director Xia!"

"Hello, Yang Zhuo! It's better to meet you than to be famous. You are more handsome than on TV, and your song is also good."

"Director Xia has won the prize. I am an amateur. I have two knives."

"Don't say that, although you are an amateur, your singing skills are better than many online singers."

After speaking, Xia Yu took out a postcard: "My nephew is your fan, can you sign it?"

"of course can."

After chatting with Xia Yu in the dressing room.

Yang Zhuo and Wang Jinghua left.

Although there are many famous celebrities on the scene, he has no desire to make friends.

Or go back and have a good rest.

The second inspection will be done tomorrow, and after confirming that there is no problem, continue training.

He is more intoxicated by running on the runway than by singing on stage.

Although I am tired during training.

But during the game, that sense of speed and power.

The competition between that kind of speed.

The whole audience cheers for you after you win.

Really cool.

Chapter 163 Years ago test, another record break!

I've been resting for a week since I felt something wrong with my back muscles at the gym last time.

Li Qing took Yang Zhuo to have a comprehensive physical examination at the hospital.

After confirming that his body was in good condition, he asked Yang Zhuo again and again how he felt, and after confirming that there was no problem, he decided to let him start training.

Moreover, there was no strength training a few days ago, only technique.

"Coach, it's not that exaggerated, I feel very good now!"

Beijing University is already on vacation, Yang Zhuo has no classes, and the courtyard has also stopped working.

So there's nothing else to do but run and take a bubble bath.

Holding the guitar and singing.

Now I feel that my whole body is full of energy and I have nowhere to use it!

Thief suffers.

"I don't want you to feel it! It's okay to be careful!"

Li Qing's tone was very serious: "Since you entered the national team, you haven't had any injuries, so we have ignored it a bit. From now on, this aspect must be the top priority. The body is the capital of the revolution. There can be no good grades."

Yang Zhuo nodded.

"Okay, let's start training. First go for a run in the training ground outside. I just want to exercise a little bit, so let's go together."

Afterwards, the two put on their coats and went to the track and field together.

run laps.

One old and one young, wearing thick coats, jogging side by side.

It was very cold, and the exhaled breath turned into white mist.