All-round Athlete

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Moscow in the early morning was exceptionally quiet, no noise, no hustle and bustle. The snow has stopped, and there is a rare bright sun on the horizon, and then she shines her glory on the snow, but this glory is as young and weak as a newborn baby, unable to melt even a little bit of snow, just Make the snow-white ground brighter.

Zhang Guan slowly opened his eyes and realized that it was already dawn, and then he remembered something that happened last night.

"She won't go again!" Zhang Guan immediately turned her head, but found that Sharapova was lying beside her, staring at herself, and there was a faint trace of tears between her eyes, and her golden hair was scattered. On the white pillow, the wheat-like healthy complexion looks more exotic. For a time, Zhang Guan was dumbfounded.

"The ancients Yun Meiren are picturesque, er, no, this is a Western girl, then it's an oil painting!" Zhang Guan thought secretly.

"Are you awake?" Sharapova then added: "I also just woke up."

"I'm sorry..." Zhang Guan said subconsciously.

"Why do you apologize?" Sharapova asked.

"You're crying." Zhang Guan felt that he might have done it himself.

"It's not your reason." Sharapova took a deep breath, and then said: "I just felt aggrieved and confused when I woke up."

Zhang Guan froze for a moment, then suddenly realized that after all, she was still a girl under the age of eighteen. Perhaps what happened suddenly these days made her somewhat unacceptable. Perhaps he had been under tremendous pressure.

"I started playing tennis when I was five years old..." Sharapova began to tell her everything. He started learning to play tennis at the age of five. When she was 9 years old, her father changed property and took her across the ocean to the United States. At that time, they had no money. Her father played several odd jobs to support her in playing tennis. And Sharapova also focused all her attention on tennis, because she knew that only tennis could change her life. It took five years for this kind of life. Until 2000, Sharapova won her first championship in life, although it was only the junior champion. But enough to attract the attention of many people. Then she had sponsorship, although the money was not much, but at least they could greatly improve their lives. Then in 2001, Sharapova participated in the professional league for the first time. In 2002, Sharapova was only 15 years old and took the stage of the WTA (International Women's Professional Professional Network). And in the Wimbledon and Australian Open junior competitions, they won the runner-up. In 2003, Sharapova won the first WTA Tour Championship, and then was the 2004 Wimbledon Grand Slam.

Zhang Guan listened quietly, and he could imagine a nine-year-old girl in the United States. She must have experienced a lot of difficulties, and may face discrimination, injustice, or even violence on campus... But she persevered hard, under tremendous pressure, and stood at the pinnacle of the world.

Zhang Guan suddenly felt that he was a soft egg compared to Sharapova. She is strong, she is persistent, she works hard, she has achieved success, and herself is just a cheater who relies on the system.

"What about you? Zhang. Tell me about you..." Sharapova said.

"Okay, Sharapova." Zhang Guan suddenly changed his voice and asked, "What should I call you now? Maria?"

"You still call me Martha!" Sharapova said.

"Okay, Martha." Zhang Guan hugged Sharapova tightly and said, "My family is very ordinary. I can't talk about wealth or poverty. I was very ordinary when I was young, and Like ordinary people, I went to kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, and high school. Then I took part in an athlete test and was selected by my coach as an athlete. Then I broke the national record and broke the Asian record. It broke the world record again at the Olympics... well, you should know the next thing."

"It's over?" Sharapova asked, glaring.

"It's over." Zhang Guan nodded, remembering the experience of his previous life, and said: "Before seventeen, I was an ordinary person, a very ordinary person, so I lived an ordinary life, everything It’s a step-by-step approach. If I’m not an athlete, I might be admitted to a third-rate university, and then find an ordinary job, find a wife who is not pretty but a virtuous wife, have one or two children, and live a life without me.”

"It's probably a good life for me!" Sharapova nodded thoughtfully, then got up from the bed, picked up the bath towel that fell on the ground, covered his body and walked to the bathroom. : "I have to take a bath."

"Do you want to be together?" Zhang Guan smiled evilly. Seeing that Sharapova had no objection, he immediately jumped out of the bed and followed him like a pug.

...

The **** sent by the center was overwhelmed for one night. In principle, athletes are not allowed to act alone, but Zhang Guan directly got into someone else’s car yesterday. He has the mission of accompanying and supervising Zhang Guan. If something goes wrong, he must be responsible.

Fortunately, he learned at the front desk last night that Zhang Guan had returned, which greatly relieved him, but he came to Zhang Guan’s door early the next morning and wanted to ask What happened yesterday?

A waiter walked out of Zhang Guan's room with a push of a food truck, with a smile on his face, and a tip of one hundred dollars in his hand. The mood of the day is very appointment.

The **** saw the waiter and immediately asked, "Is the guest inside getting up?"

The waiter knew that the Oriental in front of him and the Oriental guest who had just tipped him came together, so he nodded: "Yes, I think they are having breakfast. Er, I suggest that you can spend a little while , And disturb him again!"

For tips, the waiter reminded in good faith. But the **** at the center obviously didn't care about the waiter's reminder, not to mention that the waiter applied the word "them".

He walked to the door of Zhang Guan’s room and knocked gently. Soon after, Zhang Guan opened the door. He stepped in and walked in, and said, "Zhang Guan, you yesterday..."

He had just said halfway, but saw a blonde woman in the room, wearing a nightgown, sitting at the table for breakfast.

Although he does not recognize Sharapova, how can he not understand what this is all about in this scene!

"Uh, it seems that I didn't come at the right time. Let's go back and say it again!" He glared Zhang Guan in a meaningful way, then quickly walked out of the room and closed the door for Zhang Guan.

"Now young people are more open-minded! Would you like to report this?" He hesitated, and then said to himself: "Athletes are usually under pressure to train and compete, and they should relax occasionally. Tensed nerves. No wonder they ran directly yesterday. It turned out to be a beautiful lady's appointment! But I have to remind Zhang Guan to pay attention to safety."

...

In the room, Sharapova saw Zhang Guan coming back and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem." Zhang Guan shook his head, but secretly wondered whether to buy something for the center's **** at the duty-free shop at the airport to block his mouth.

Zhang Guan sat next to Sharapova, inserted a leaf of vegetable, and put it directly in his mouth

"Something else?" Sharapova asked.

"I'm going to Germany to participate in an indoor competition. Just next Thursday, according to the regulations, I can't eat food at least, at least meat is not allowed to eat. Vegetables should be no problem." Zhang Guan said.

"Then you can't always eat vegetables these days! It's not okay if athletes don't eat meat." Sharapova said.

"It doesn't matter. I ordered the steak. The people I brought will go to the kitchen and watch the chef cook it. It will be fine to eat like that." Zhang Guan then paused and said, "So what about you? What's next? What are the arrangements?"

"I'm going to Japan. I thought that if you want to return to your country, you can still do the same flight with you. I didn't expect you to stay in Europe." Sharapova continued: "Japan's Pan Pacific Open At the end of the month, the bonus is very high, so it is worth a visit."

"Yeah, the Japanese like to smash money." Zhang Guan remembered the appearance fee of the Yokohama All-Star Game and deeply agreed.

...

The love of two athletes in different fields is destined to gather together, whether it is Zhang Guan or Sharapova, there are endless games, so they are not destined to stay together every day like ordinary lovers. .

After a short good time, Zhang Guan had to separate from Sharapova, and then boarded the plane to Germany, and Sharapova was about to go to Tokyo.

The Spaksen Cup indoor track and field competition is held in Stuttgart, Germany. Compared to the cold Moscow, Stuttgart in the basin is much warmer. Because of the large number of forests around the city, there is no ice and snow in the winter, and there are rarely cold winds. Of course There is less precipitation and the climate is relatively dry.

The vast majority of track and field athletes prefer a dry climate, with less water in the air, and electrolytes in muscle cells can bring better explosiveness to athletes.

After Zhang Guan arrived in Stuttgart, he had just gone through the formalities of entering the hotel and received a call from He Yiming.

"Zhang Guan, your new world record is really too timely. I have a very interesting news here. There is a greater disagreement within the association regarding our agent team. There is now a voice that you should not affect you for the time being. Participating in the competition, the matter about the agent team was temporarily suspended." He Yiming continued with some sighs: "Sports events are really winners. I did not expect a world record to be so important."

"Do you want me to add more fire?" Zhang Guan asked.

"Add fire? Why, break a world record again?" He Yiming asked with a smile.

"Well, I work hard, fight for it, and can almost break the world record." Zhang Guan answered. (To be continued.)

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