Chapter 17 I'm Your Fan
She took two steps, tilted her head, and saw the people around the corner clearly.

He is estimated to be about 1.9 meters tall, dressed in a suit, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, long legs, a straight back, a stalwart figure, and one hand in his pocket, looking dignified and cold.

He was wearing a well-tailored suit, black tie, heroic eyebrows, shining and deep eyes, long eyelashes, bent into two delicate folding fans.

Down the eyes, there is a straight bridge of the nose, with delicate nose wings, and then down, the thin lips are gently pursed.

Every detail of the contours of the face is mastered to perfection, coupled with those affectionate eyes with fluttering long eyelashes, the temperament is a bit cold, but the eyes are tender.

It really is the best of the best.

Ning Qing frowned: "Are you eavesdropping?"

She had reason to suspect that this was a deliberate approach to a man who met on three sides.

Zhou Yichen came out of the dark and walked down the stairs step by step, the crisp sound of the leather shoes rubbing against the stairs was reflected.

The hand placed by his side was lightly tightened, and Zhou Yichen stood still one meter away from her, with a low and elegant voice: "Passing by. Sorry to disturb you."

Ning Qing's eyes fell on his face, eyes as deep as a deep valley and deep pool, unable to see to the bottom.

Ning Qing stared at him for a few seconds, turned around and left without intending to get to the bottom of it.

Zhou Yichen didn't make a sound, and watched the figure get farther and farther away from him, and finally disappeared from his eyes.

The afternoon training started at two o'clock, and everyone gathered in the hall, waiting for the host to inform them of the next task.

In the morning, the host said that there would be a mysterious guest. Sure enough, he said as soon as he opened his mouth: "I said earlier that there will be a mysterious guest, and he is in the background. Everyone welcomes with applause!"

Everyone followed his gaze, the door opened, and a person walked out from behind.

He was dressed in black casual clothes and paired with a pair of the latest domestic sports shoes.With upright facial features, evil demeanor, and unrestrained gait, he walked towards the crowd.

Screams erupted in the hall, followed by thunderous applause, cascading together, and the excited atmosphere reverberated throughout the space.

"Ahhhh!"

"Yang Tianjin! Yang Tianjin! It's Yang Tianjin!"

The host introduced the person above, his voice was trembling, and his love and excitement were visible to the naked eye: "Yang Tianjin, an active member of the national team's track and field team, won the 7th consecutive 14-meter sprint international sports champion, won the 15th, 16th, 18th, and [-]th National Games Men's archery champion! A national first-class athlete who has broken the [-]-meter sprint record and archery record several times.

Speaking of this, the host's voice suddenly rose, "The most unbelievable thing is that he is also an e-sports genius. The game "Weak Water Three Thousands" he plays is popular all over the world. With a [-]% winning rate, he has won [-]%. The nameless little guy rushed to the world championship, won a place in the e-sports cause of country H, and fired the first shot of the national style game! He is a well-deserved idol of the people, the idol of the country!"

The girls at the scene were almost red-faced, and even the boys couldn't help poking their heads and cheering.

Such a perfect character basically kills both men and women!

What he represents is not only the glory of a country, but also the belief in people's bones!
Above faith, supreme glory!
What's more, this kid is only 25 years old, and he looks handsome just now, at an age that makes countless men and women commotion!
Therefore, standing here, he will become the most eye-catching focus of the audience!
The barrage that originally only scolded Ning Qing became intense.

All eight live broadcast rooms were busy.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

[Oh my god my god my god!my husband! 】

[Ah ah ah!Lick the screen! 】

[Trojan horse Trojan horse! 】

[Yang Tianjin hey hey Yang Tianjin hey hey Yang Tianjin hey...]

[I tripped over my pants as soon as I came in! 】

[It's actually him!My life! 】

[Who can not love Yang Tianjin!Who can refuse Yang Tianjin! 】

[Call the sisters to lick the screen together hehe! 】

[The program is very good, the only problem with aunt. 】

[Fairy show!Da Sima roll! 】

The praise towards Yang Tianjin on the barrage quickly shifted to hatred towards Ning Qing.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Yang Tianjin turned his gaze, bypassed the crowd, and quietly swept over Ning Qing, then retracted and said with a smile: "I am very happy to be invited to participate in this program. Sports are indispensable in life." The missing part, I hope that during these days, I can bring you useful suggestions and accompany you on a precious journey. Of course, if you want to play games together, we have time to make an appointment!"

"Ahhhh!"

Ning Qing looked at the people on the stage expressionlessly, and made a heartless applause machine, even a little sleepy.When Xu Mengmeng screamed beside her, it made her tremble violently.

It's too harsh!

Zhao Qingyue couldn't help but smile.

Lu Ying looked at Xu Mengmeng with a smile, the bullet screen was full of praise, but her heart was full of hatred.

After what happened at noon, she finally understood that Xu Mengmeng's usual compliments were all fake.When the critical moment came, she still flinched.

Everyone around looked over, Xu Mengmeng realized his gaffe, and quickly covered his mouth.

After Yang Tianjin's introduction, he started to get down to business.

It's about signing up for the competition.The program set up individual competitions and group competitions. After the professor trained, the qualified candidates were selected to enter the final live broadcast.

The program team sent a project list to each group and asked them to fill it out and submit it for statistics.

Zhao Qingyue looked at the items above, and selectively ticked the five items of high jump, swimming, 50 meters, archery, and martial arts.

After finishing the check, she turned her head to look at Ning Qing, and saw that Ning Qing had only checked the 50-meter high jump.

"Your two?"

Ning nodded lightly.

The host then informed each team to choose a captain. Xu Mengmeng recommended Lu Ying without hesitation: "Yingying is the captain of the team and the one with the most leadership skills. Is she the only one in our team?"

She felt guilty about what happened at noon, and worried that there was a rift between Lu Ying and her, and now is the best time to make amends.As long as she has a good attitude, she believes that Lu Ying will let go of the past.

Ning Qing didn't express her opinion, she has always been nosy.

Zhao Qingyue knew that even if she objected, these two people would always act as monsters and find all kinds of excuses to satisfy their selfish desires. She was tired of it.

Lu Ying happily accepted Xu Mengmeng's proposal.

The list for the individual competition is checked, and the events for the group competition are confirmed: 4×100, table tennis, badminton, and basketball.

The first three were decided by themselves, and the latter one was a message quietly sent by the program group.

It's a great gimmick.

Playing only halftime, Lu Ying was injured, and Ning Qing's excellent high jump talent was contradictory, and it was a hot spot for hype.

Of course, when the time comes, the matching opponents will also say hello, saying that it is an entertainment match, which is very watery and will not be serious.

The project was quickly sent up by the team leader.

Lu Ying glanced at the photographer in front of him, and the photographer carried the machine away with great insight.

Lu Ying lowered her head, picked up a pen and quickly sketched on Ning Qing's individual competition.

Soon, all items will be handed in.The staff counts the number of participants for each event in the background.

During this waiting time, most of the people gathered around Yang Tianjin, taking the opportunity to add WeChat while exchanging knowledge.

Ning Qing and Zhao Qingyue sat in the corner, half paralyzed like two old men, squinting their eyes and dozing off.

Zhao Qingyue glanced at the lively scene, and murmured: "You only applied for two, and I applied for so many, why do you feel suddenly out of luck? Hey, you don't all go for the championship, do you?"

Ning Qing half-opened her eyes and snorted, "Need to say?"

"Then my 50-meter wasted!" Zhao Qingyue sighed: "I also said that I reported all my strengths, and the champion must be mine. Don't think that the result has already been predicted before the start. People are so sad what!"

She pretended to sigh a few times.

Now the eight live broadcast rooms are taking advantage of Yang Tianjin's popularity, and the barrage is very lively and peaceful.

However, following the change of Yang Tianjin's pace in the camera, when he walked towards a certain place, the person in the live broadcast room: [? ? ? 】

Ning Qing was still listening to Zhao Qingyue's chanting, but the noise in her ears suddenly disappeared.

A shadow half-closed, she opened her eyes indifferently, and saw a man standing beside her, bowing his head slightly, staring at her condescendingly.

[I'm going, Jinjin, mom won't allow you to look at her! 】

[Jinjin run away! 】

[Look at what that maggot is doing?Vomit! 】

The bullet screen was very excited, and the people at the scene were very confused, why Yang Tianjin came to talk to Ning Qing.

Ning Qing stared at the man's inexplicable eyes, "What are you staring at?"

At this moment, Yang Tianjin suddenly turned sideways and said directly to Zhao Qingyue, "Hello, student Xiao Zhao, I am your fan."

(End of this chapter)

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