Bind to the National Games and start playing as an Olympic athlete

inside the room.

Yang Yun is carefully preparing the menu, he wants to have a good meal tonight.

There is no way, as a national athlete, you can't wrong yourself, anyway, Yang Yun doesn't feel bad about eating and drinking with public funds.

Boiled cabbage, four treasures in abalone sauce, boiled shredded chicken, three treasures duck.

Four dishes, not too many, Yang Yun sent the note to Song Xiong, but he didn't wait for a response until the bird's nest notified him.

"Notice: Athletes from all over the world can now go out for activities and chat freely, and your actions will be broadcast live."

Yang Yun felt that the bird's nest had convulsions.

Every athlete competes on behalf of the country, and before national interests, each has nothing to talk about.

Looking at the time, it was only two o'clock in the afternoon. Yang Yun decided to take a nap so that he could enjoy the evening food when he woke up.

Olympic live broadcast room.

"The sweeping monk is worthy of being a sweeping monk, and he is still sleeping at this point."

"Ding, it has been detected that the owner and Fu Yuanhui have the same sleep willingness, and the acting speed is +10%."

"What is the sweeping monk going to do?"

Everyone in Yanhua saw Yang Yun.

To fight with him, Song Xiong is still too tender.

Yang Yun's first sentence made Song Xiong very angry.

The sound words were sad and wept, what Yang Yun said made people feel inexplicably sad.

"Is there anyone still making trouble now?"

"Yes, Führer."

Yang Yun's face turned dark.

"Captain Song, it's hard for me to do this? You might as well give me a bucket of protein powder and pour it directly into my mouth. It's nutritious and healthy, and it can also increase muscle."

"How long do you have to sleep? I want to watch the training of the sweeping monk."

Song Xiong smiled awkwardly.

"He doesn't seem happy, he's talking to Captain Song Xiong!"

"Figured out?"

"Why do I look a little sad?"

"The head of state told you that you can eat more of whatever you want."

"I listen to you, don't worry, how can I have small emotions, I don't have any at all."

Inside the live room.

"Upstairs, please look in the mirror, fill the crater on your face first, and then come out to scare us."

"Sleep?"

Although Yang Yun did look a little pitiful, it was only a little bit.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Yun woke up on time.

"Forget it, we are Yanhua people and have to play for the country. I'm afraid that I will be malnourished and have no strength in the next game. If I lose, don't blame me."

Everyone in Yanhua saw it.

"Yes, yes, there is a picture."

Yang Yun nodded, waved down the menu, and five servings of Buddha jumped over the wall to rinse his mouth.

The people of Yanhua Kingdom watched the live broadcast all afternoon, and they were all sleepy. Yang Yun didn't intend to wake up.

Assistant Xiao Wang hurried to Song Xiong's office.

"The current performance rate is 50%, and you will get a maglev car."

Song Xiong almost fainted, Yang Yun was just disgusting him, what he just ate was Buddha Jumping Wall.

The state banquet dishes that were agreed upon turned into a fruit plate, vegetable salad, boiled chicken breast and soda water.

The people in the live broadcast room were hungry, and Yang Yun made a wave of endorsement for Laotan Pickled Vegetable Instant Noodles by the way.

After eating all the instant noodles and even the noodle soup, he took another bucket of instant noodles and muttered to himself.

"Look, he's come around the corner."

The sweeping monk who won the first gold for Yanhua, the genius who can create a 5-nanometer photolithography machine, is squatting in the corner at the moment, skillfully tearing open the package of instant noodles, eating delicious ones.

"What can be called needlework when it comes to cultural people, it's called sharpening guns!"

"No way! The dignified Yanhua athletes would rather eat instant noodles than nutritious meals, this..."

Yang Yun became angry when he saw the nutritious meal, and threw it directly into the trash can.

As he said that, Song Xiong hid the Buddha Jumping Wall next to him in a corner without leaving any trace.

He is the person in charge of the Olympic Center, and even the city officials in the capital should respect him when they see him. How could he succumb to Yang Yun's despotic power.

Moreover, he pretended to be pitiful and sympathetic, trying to use public opinion to force him to compromise.

Studio.

"But the head of state is also black-bellied. Eat more of what you want. That's what the doctor told my uncle before he died."

"It's still cowhide, the sweeping monk. Even the upright Captain Song has succumbed."

"I'll do it right away, I'll do it right away."

"Yes, Führer."

. . . . .

in the live room.

The Yanhua people looked at each other in blank dismay.

"He went to the refrigerator, and he took out food!"

"Look, look, the sweeping monk is awake!"

Song Xiong gritted his teeth.

"You'll know it when you watch the live broadcast."

"Go leave a message, go blast the Olympic Center."

Song Xiong shook his head.

"The Buddha jumps over the wall to rinse his mouth, and the floor-sweeping monk is mighty. I'm afraid that he'll be too drunk. Do you think the floor-sweeping monk does needlework at night?"

"Yang Yun, you are aware of your importance to the country now. We are here for your own good, be good, be obedient, and eat well."

"Why do athletes in our country only deserve to eat instant noodles?"

"I don't care, I want to eat meat, seafood, and delicious food, don't try to fool me!"

Yang Yun felt complacent watching the commotion in the live broadcast room.

The forum of the Olympic Center was blasted with thousands of comments per second, and Yang Yun added fuel to the fire by the way.

After finishing speaking, Song Xiong put on his earphones and blindfold, and seemed to ignore Yang Yun.

Yang Yun, who was sleeping, obviously did not hear this reminder, not to mention that the maglev car is of no use to Yang Yun for the time being.

"I don't know, maybe it's training."

In the big bed in the room, Yang Yun lay sprawled on the big bed, his sleeping posture was extremely poor.

Opening the live broadcast room, Song Xiong saw a scene that shocked him. Yang Yun would rather eat instant noodles than eat a nutritious meal that cost [-] yuan.

"Are you on a hunger strike? You won't starve until the game starts the day after tomorrow, right?"

Assistant Xiao Wang saw Song Xiong say a few flattering words, hung up the phone with a dark face, and connected Yang Yun.

The snoring continued, and athletes from other countries waited outside Yang Yun's door all afternoon, not to mention people, not even ghosts.

Everyone felt that the title of "sweeping monk" was not suitable for Yang Yun, and that "God of Sleep" was the best interpretation of Yang Yun.

"He doesn't know how to eat instant noodles?"

"This is not a preparation for the upcoming competition. A nutritious meal is specially prepared for you. You are still young, so don't eat those things that are not nutritious. Take good care of your body."

"Snoring..."

Immediately, Song Xiong's phone rang and he answered the call.

"What's going on? The sweeping monk, why didn't you see him?"

"Captain, is there trouble outside?"

"He's so handsome when he sleeps, I really want to give birth to a monkey for him."

"Captain Song, what do you mean? Didn't you receive the menu?"

As a result, thousands of people surrounded the Olympic Center in an instant, for no other reason than to let Yang Yun have a good meal.

"There seems to be instant noodles there."

When Yang Yun saw the delivered dinner, he was completely angry.

Regarding these, Yang Yun knew nothing about it.

"Hey, as athletes, we train too much, and we can't get enough food in a bucket. Eat more. I don't know how many days I can manage these instant noodles."

"Snoring..."

. . . . .

Looking at the gradually deviated comments, Yang Yun's face was full of black lines. Will these guys die if they don't drive?

"Ding! It is detected that the owner's foodie attribute is extremely resonant with Fu Yuanhui, and the acting speed is +20%."

Yang Yun found out that this time, as long as he is good at sand sculptures, he is not afraid that his acting speed will not improve.

At this moment, Yang Yun's doorbell rang.

Only athletes from other countries can knock on the door of the Bird's Nest.