Gymnastics eagle hits the sky

Xiaoshou should open the nth article ╮(╯?╰)╭.

This is a story about traveling through another world and wishing to be a father, adhering to my family's cute and embarrassing style.

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Henry looked at Mr. Murdo angrily, and Mr. Murdo raised his eyebrows and looked at Old Henry jokingly, and asked pretendingly, "Do you have any opinions on your boss's arrangement?"

The old Henry raised the corners of his lips hypocritically, and replied with anger and bad tone: "Of course, sir, what can I say. But if you make this decision until Changkong Sang enters the official player of the Chinese team, then I I won't continue to accept the next contract. Please ask Gao Ming."

Mr. Murdo stretched out his hand disapprovingly and wiped the few strands of hair that fell on his forehead behind his head, looked at old Henry and said in a light tone: "My dear head coach, then you must exert the willpower of this little oriental beauty. Firm enough, so firm that he doesn't think about his 'future development' at all, it is an easy thing to retire due to injury - I haven't forgotten my nationality."

An angry look appeared on Old Henry's face again, and he said viciously, "That's against the law, Mr. Modo."

Mr. Murdoch leaned against the gate and smiled flatly: "For a minor foreign player, if he has an accident after drinking, who will take care of him, ha ha. China, a country that accounts for a quarter of the world's population, is indeed huge and rich in resources, but the population It’s worthless to them. Besides, people are valuable and have a price. I don’t think this Madame Butterfly will be an exception. Well, you don’t need to tell me these things, I’m just a businessman .”

Old Henry finally left blushing, convinced that he and Mr. Murdo would never have a common language.

Chang Kong threw himself into the air for the last time to stretch his body, then he landed steadily and raised his arms, sweating comfortably and curling up the corners of his mouth.

The vest was tightly wrapped around his body, exposing his extremely slender and flexible waist into a seductive line, and the muscles that were not exaggerated were evenly spread over the abdomen and stretched backwards, tightly tucked into the shorts.

And the sports shorts, which also failed to escape the invasion of sweat, were wrapped around his buttocks, outlining the height of the two gluteus maximus muscles, which made people want to attach their palms to them and knead them hard.

Chang Kong's height determines that his legs are absolutely impossible to see the end like male models, but according to his height, the proportion of his legs is in the most moderate position, and the muscles in the front and back of his thighs are because of his excessive weight loss And extremely obvious display.

But these were not what attracted Mr. Murdo the most. His eyes licked down Chang Kong's calf, and he focused and fascinated on the boy's Achilles tendon.

The obvious depression between the Achilles tendon and the tip of the outer ankle on the thin ankle really makes people want to pinch the ankle, hold it high in front of their eyes, and suck on the depression.

Mr. Murdo is sure that his body temperature is rising and his breathing has accelerated a lot. This Chinese player may be more attractive to him than he imagined.

Or, it was not the right choice to let the players choose their own houses to live in.

Changkong finished all his training content for the day, grabbed a large towel that he casually slapped on the free guardrail, wrapped it around his neck, wiped the sweat left on his face vigorously, squinted his cat's eyes and leaned over to hook himself from the gap between the guardrails backpack.

Boys never need to pay as much attention as girls, and Chang Kong just needs to take out the trousers from the backpack and put them on the outside of the sports shorts.

"...Uh, um...nearly, come on..." Changkong desperately stuck his armpits on the guardrail, but his arms were not long enough, so he could only use his fingertips to rub back and forth on the backpack straps.

Chang Kong let go of his hand dejectedly, sat down on the ground and stared at his backpack, his mind was full of the backpack growing hands and feet and running back by himself, nodding and bowing to help him pass the pants into his hand, or simply put on the pants.

"Is this what you need?" Different from the weird local English in Ireland, it has a very standard Oxford accent, which is regular and restrained, full of gentlemanly meaning.

Changkong raised his head, and the gentleman was standing by the guardrail. He was obviously wearing this well-fitting suit, but he was holding his backpack in his hands full of disobedience—the backpack he chose when he went shopping with Yunying before going abroad. It is easy to clean, has a large capacity, and most importantly, it is the light blue color that Chang Kong likes.

This kind of bright and soft color is very energetic for teenagers who are less than 20 years old, but it is held in the hands of a gentleman who is over [-] years old. Changkong can only regret to say that it feels like a father helping a young son carry a schoolbag. so similar.

Changkong frowned slightly. He didn't think that the seemingly unkind gentleman was a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside. After all, human temperament is cultivated over the years, and there are too few exceptions.

But Zhang Kong stood up with a polite smile, took his backpack with both hands and thanked the gentleman: "Thank you for your help."

The gentleman held out his hand to him, trying to show his friendliness: "Ansel Murdo. Are you...?"

"Changkong, I'm Sang Changkong." Changkong put his name first not out of good intentions, but because he knew very well that compared with the pronunciation of the surname which is infinitely closer to "Sam", "Changkong" two words The continuous pronunciation of Chinese characters will make all foreigners who have no Chinese skills want to die.

Sure enough, after Mr. Murdo made strange breath sounds a few times, he could only raise the white flag against the profound Chinese, and instead smiled and called Changkong the alienated "Sang".

Everything was in the sky's imagination, he looked at the gentleman and continued to smile politely, and said flatly: "Thank you for your help, I'm leaving, goodbye."

Immediately, without any hesitation or embarrassment, Changkong put on his trousers and left the training room directly, leaving Mr. Murdo alone.

Mr. Murdo looked at the long sky, which had no nostalgia at all, or even a look of pure longing for a successful man, disappeared from his sight. He gently supported his forehead with his index finger and let out a deep laugh, feeling in his heart Very enjoyable.

The more normal and alienated the reaction was, the more problematic it was. That contestant was of the same kind...but he was afraid of her.

How fun!

"Shangkong, why did you come out?" Liu Jun looked at the time on his watch and asked casually.

Changkong smiled and pushed Liu Jun away from the training quickly, changed the subject directly, and said expectantly with shiny cat eyes: "I'm so hungry, let's go, let's go, I can finally eat Chinese food today! I must order scrambled eggs with tomatoes ! My dear Rice, here I come!"

"...Ah, there's no need to go out to eat. There are guests at home. Your brother came to see you."

The blood on Chang Kong's face disappeared instantly, and he said in disbelief, "My brother?"

Liu Jun patted his forehead and smiled apologetically: "Didn't Yunying adopt you? You can't call him father, so of course the 'your brother' I'm talking about can only be Yunying. "

Changkong's face flushed, and he silently tilted his head so as not to keep looking at Liu Jun.

How is he going to say that because of the adoption issue, Yunying really called him daddy when he was having sex on the bed...

☆、53 Speak up if you have something to say

Liu Jun's unintentional words hit Chang Kong, and the young man was speechless along the way, and finally returned home, Chang Kong saw Yun Ying in the courtyard with his hands in his belt, standing proudly with his head up.

He couldn't wait for Liu Jun to stabilize the car, so he jumped off and ran towards Yunying with big strides.

Yun Ying, who stood expressionless on the spot, immediately softened his expression, bent down and stretched out his arms to support Chang Kong's body, hugging him tightly, rubbing his chin against the top of the boy's hair, and said softly: "I miss you .”

Changkong's face buried in his arms became hot for a moment, and he couldn't help tightening his arms and legs clinging to Yunying's body, and the voice that was stuffy in Yunying's arms came out in a low voice: "I miss you very much, but I didn't Considering that you would show up so early."

Yun Ying didn't answer Chang Kong's words in a hurry, but took a few deep breaths than his eyes, filling his chest with the boy's unique burning smell, and then he stood up lightly supporting Chang Kong, showing a happy smile and messing with the boy. Short hair: "Tell Uncle Liu, let's go in and have dinner."

It was only then that Changkong remembered Liu Jun who had been left behind by him, scratched his hair in embarrassment, turned his head and greeted Liu Jun with a smile: "Coach, let's go into the house, Yunying said he is ready to cook."

"How do you know that's what I did?" Yun Ying encircled Chang Kong's shoulders and asked, blowing softly into his ear.

Chang Kong's ears immediately turned red, and he replied with a tight voice: "You must have eaten my aunt's meal, and you won't bear the heart of me continuing to eat."

Yunying couldn't help laughing immediately after hearing Changkong's words. Liu Jun's wife is also a wonderful flower. What comes out is always edible, but never delicious.

"Stinky boy." Yunying cursed with a low laugh.

Pushing Chang Kong into the door, the young man's nose twitched slightly, and a surprise smile appeared on his face. He took a deep breath of the air full of food aroma and said, "Braised pork ribs, soft fried tenderloin, steamed pork and boiled fish!"

"There is also your favorite fried rice with shrimps. Let's eat first. I prepared a lot. Unfortunately, the foreign seasoning is not complete, so the taste may be a bit off." Yunying pulled Changkong and continued to the dining table, and pushed him into the seat middle.

Mrs. Liu, who was also waiting for someone to go home, had already greeted Liu Jun in the living room with a smile on her face, and thoughtfully helped him change his coat into home clothes, then turned around and laughed at herself: "If you don't come again, the two of them are going to hire a cook." Come back and mock me."

"Hey, how can it be...Ahahaha..." Liu Jun and Changkong looked at each other and laughed dryly. The plan was obviously guessed by his wife.

"Okay, who doesn't know that's what I do. Just bear with it. Changkong has a lot of exercise, so you should eat the good taste. Fortunately, Yunying is here. I can also rest, so I won't be embarrassed all day long." Mrs. Liu laughed when she said that, and walked into the restaurant with Liu Jun, and found that Yunying had filled up the plate with food but waited for them with chopsticks. , "Eat when you're hungry, you're still growing."

"En." Chang Kong nodded, and immediately picked up the bowl. The three big men on the table moved in exactly the same way, and the pot full of white rice quickly disappeared.

After the meal, Liu Jun took his wife out for a walk, leaving room for Changkong and Yunying, while Changkong was lying on the sofa with his unrecoverable belly in his hands and breathing slowly - he was so full that he felt like his stomach was going to be full when he took a deep breath. It broke.

"How long has it been since you had a good meal? Your chin is so pointed." A warm palm suddenly held Chang Kong's chin, and supported his chin to forcefully raise his head, meeting a pair of gentle black eyes.

Chang Kong rubbed his stomach shyly, and replied in a low voice, "I'm not used to my diet, butter and cheese are too greasy, and the salad smells like vegetables, and it's sweet and salty..."

"I've gone to a nearby restaurant. I've ordered your recipe for you every day. It won't be the same every day for half a month. You must eat well in the future." Yunying shook her head helplessly, sitting next to Changkong, pulling He put his warm palms on the open short shirt, and gently rubbed his bulging stomach according to the acupuncture points.

The muscles under his hands that were not thick enough became thinner and smoother, Yunying's face became a little careless, but Changkong comfortably closed his eyes and leaned on Yunying's shoulder, telling him his life in recent days intermittently. The delay became slower and slower, and finally I closed my eyes and took a long breath.

"Silly boy, I just want to find a chance to get you abroad. I'm working as a team doctor in the team, how can I let you find out that I have had relationships with other people." Yun Ying lowered his head and kissed Chang Kong's forehead, eyes Showing distressed expression, sighed lowly, picked him up and went upstairs to lay him flat on the soft bed, thoughtfully took off his coat and shoes before pulling the quilt, and left with light steps.

Changkong opened his eyes after Yunying closed the door, blinked with a blank expression, and finally closed his eyes and lay down again, as if he didn't know anything.

That night, Yunying stayed in the guest room where he never set foot in Chang Kong again, and Chang Kong, who was so easy to wake up in the middle of the night, didn't take the initiative to ask him to come back.

The next morning, Changkong got up as if nothing had happened to greet Yunying's good morning kiss, ate fried dough sticks, freshly squeezed soy milk and tofu flower that he hadn't touched in a month, boarded the car with a smile on his face, and drove away. It was indeed Yunying, not Liu Jun, the coach who took him to train in the past.

Then, Changkong understood everything—Yunying knew he heard it.

"Who is it... No, forget it, don't tell me, I don't want to know." Changkong shook his head, convinced that his joy at Yunying's long-lost reunion was almost wiped out by this news.

"Then you will suspect that everyone in the team affects the state. You are not a particularly tolerant person in the sky. The closer you are to someone, the less you can bear their harm-such as your parents, such as your brother, such as ...Me." Yun Ying's reaction to Chang Kong was calm, not because he was untouched by it, but because he knew too well the child sitting beside him with his lips pursed and his face losing his smile.

There was no need for Changkong to give him any response, Yunying said a name indifferently, and then emphasized: "It's just someone who spent the night casually before being with you. In fact, he and I are still strangers even now, and he doesn't remember me anymore. —at least I didn’t deliberately express my concern—and if I didn’t find a particular wound on his body during the treatment in the team, I wouldn’t think of this person.”

Chang Kong lowered his head and nodded, and replied in a muffled voice: "I need to think about it, I'm not sure... this is very uncomfortable."

Yunying remained silent, when the car slid into the parking lot and he found a Western man in a suit and leather shoes looking at the car who could smile, Yunying raised his eyebrows deliberately pinching his chin before Chang Kong turned his face away , pressed his lips up.

"You let me understand love. I don't want to get a cold result when I rush over excitedly. I love you." Yun Ying stared at Chang Kong's eyes and said softly, and Chang Kong's eyes that were not firm enough really became more firm Shaken, his face was also covered with red clouds.

Yun Ying opened the car door and went out, looking at the man opposite with a cloudy expression, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, then took the initiative to take Chang Kong's backpack, and prevented the boy from sending him to the training site from another direction.

Zhang Kong looked at Yunying because he didn't understand, and suddenly asked: "By the way, why did you come here suddenly? The team doctor can't just leave."

"The International Association of Acupuncture and Moxibustion needs several famous doctors from China to come to clarify acupuncture standards. I am honored to accept this task of eating, drinking and traveling with public funds-I just came to see you."

With Yunying's blunt words, Chang Kong once again lowered his head and left his pink ears for him to observe

The author has something to say: Yunying: [laughs] Whoever said that you need to get out and talk to your rival in love, showing affection is also a good way.

Rival in love: [Turns around blankly] Lazy writer, I want to add a role to the show, don't play such a discriminatory trick, at least let me say something!

Sky: [Dazed] Mr. Murdo appeared in this chapter?When did this happen?

Yunying: [laughs] Good boy, you don't need to know, he doesn't matter.

☆, 54 to watch the game?

After entering the training ground, Yunying's movements were very regular, and he looked like an ordinary and close brother, sitting upright in the auditorium of the training ground, with his eyes closely following every movement of the sky.

There are very few orientals in Ireland, and the number of orientals in the training ground is even rarer. In addition, Yunying has a special temperament, which looks like a thousand-year-old sword in a scabbard. The cold and aristocratic temperament is still very eye-catching.

Facing the eyes of many young men and women, Yunying's posture in the auditorium did not change at all, and he looked very calm. Mr. Murdoch touched him at some point, and put his hands on the front guardrail to watch the sky full of rhythm. He squinted at Yunying as if he wanted to say something, but kept his identity reserved and didn't speak.

Yunying's defensiveness has long made him wary of all creatures approaching him. Naturally, he would not fail to notice Mr. Murdo's actions, but he naturally ignored all of them, and only focused on Changkong. Ignore Mr. Murdo.

Mr. Murdo endured it for a long time, and finally he couldn't help but lower his self-worth and said, "What's your relationship with Changkong Sang? I don't believe that you are relatives like his coach said."

After listening to his words, Yunying showed a sarcastic smile mercilessly. Is this person pretending to be stupid to him?What's the point of being honest and reliable? After all, they are still rivals in love.

However, since the gentleman wanted to be stupid, he didn't mind watching the show either.

Yun Ying showed a gentle smile, and his real human temperament instantly changed to that of a peerless good man. He said gently: "I adopted Chang Kong, he is really a cute child, isn't he?"

While speaking, Yunying did not forget to stroke his lips with his slender fingers, which seemed very meaningful.

Mr. Murdo was obviously stimulated by Yunying's meaningful actions, his jaw tightened for a moment, and the veins on his forehead also appeared faintly.

Yunying smiled slightly in his heart. The biggest disadvantage of Westerners is probably that the blood vessels on the body surface do not always match the facial expressions, and it is too easy to betray his true thoughts, but he seemed to be ignorant of Mr. Murdo's anger, and stood up instantly. Standing up and pointing to the sky, he said, "Especially when exercising, his flexibility is very good, and he is the most perfect among the people I have ever met."

For the sake of pointing to this point, what should be implied is almost explicit, and Mr. Murdoch couldn't help gnashing his teeth for a while.

Mr. Murdo is indeed very interested in the sky. The boy is exquisite in appearance and in excellent physical condition, and he is also an Asian who he has never hunted before.

As a man who likes to have fun and enjoy himself, it is hard for Mr. Murdo to say that he is not tempted. In his heart, Madame Butterfly should also represent purity and beauty, but Yunying's words directly slapped him on the face, listen to what he means , the sky is already ripe!

Then what does he mean by hunting? No matter how good the domesticated ones are, they can't compare to the wild ones!

Yun Ying sat back on the seat without any psychological burden, still chasing Chang Kong's movements with his eyes, and the movements on his face slowly disappeared--the movement Chang Kong is doing now is very dangerous, he will definitely fall off the ring.

With a bang, Changkong fell onto the thick protective mat. When he was helped up by the foreign coach, his left arm could not move. His head was covered with cold sweat, and even his face turned pale.

With one hand supported, Yunying jumped over the guardrail in disregard of the regulations to the inside of the training ground where only athletes can move freely, walked quickly to Chang Kong, supported his back and let Chang Kong sit on the bench for rest , the people around were shouting all kinds of European languages ​​in a mess, obviously to make people quickly find the team doctor.

Yunying looked at Changkong's face, and rubbed his arm lightly, and he was relieved after confirming that the expression on Changkong's face hadn't changed for the worse, as long as it wasn't broken.

"It's probably dislocated, bear with it." After telling Changkong softly, Yunying took over the control of his injured arm. After carefully pressing Changkong's shoulder with his big hand a few times, he suddenly looked at Changkong and smiled.

Changkong was immediately dazzled by his smile. Yunying is a person who rarely smiles so brightly. At this moment, a huge force forced his arm to move upwards. The humerus, still feeling pain and weakness, returned to its original position, and Changkong subconsciously wanted to wave his arms to prove his idea was correct.

"Don't move around, be careful of the second dislocation." Yunying flicked his finger on Changkong's shoulder, and the instant tingling and swollen feeling made Changkong blow his arm down again. He looked at Yunying suspiciously.

Yun Ying shook his head and smiled, but didn't give an answer, but took the initiative to take the bandage from the foreign team doctor who had seen his miraculous reset technique, and hung Chang Kong's newly recovered arm around his neck.

"You are not allowed to exercise vigorously for a week. That's all right, you should ask for leave today and follow me home early. By the way, is there a Chinese medicine shop nearby? I need to buy some medicine, and when I come back, I will make ointment for you and put it on your joints. Therapeutic effect." Yunying gently wiped off the fine sweat from Chang Kong's head with a clean towel, and gave a very strong order on the contrary.

Changkong didn't refute this, and turned around obediently to leave to ask for leave. Yunying took over Changkong's belongings, packed the backpack that needed to be taken away, and was blocked by Mr. Murdo when he raised his eyes.

He looked at Mr. Murdo with a blank expression on his face, and felt that he couldn't understand the meaning of this foreign man blocking him. As far as he knew, Chang Kong didn't even remember what this man was doing. He came to show himself Presence is useless at all.

"You are a doctor, and you are very skilled in dealing with musculoskeletal injuries, are you a team doctor?" Mr. Murdo also dropped his stupidity and asked straightforwardly.

"Yes, is there any other question?" Yunying replied almost impatiently.

"I want to tell you that I won't give up. What you said just now is just distorting my perception. One day Changkong Sang will lie on my bed." Mr. Murdo turned around and left after speaking.

Yunying looked at the man who had left proudly with a smile on his face, and felt that he really had a misunderstanding—because he was a team doctor, he knew that Changkong's flexibility had nothing to do with love?What is the logic.

"Yunying, what are you doing looking at the door all this time?" Changkong asked ignorantly after taking leave.

Yunying shook his head, and replied in a flat tone: "It's just that someone mentioned something that doesn't conform to the Eastern thinking, and I'm a little dazed."

Because of this sentence, Changkong immediately resonated with Yunying, nodded without hesitation and said: "Yes, I really don't understand many things. Especially when I eat with salt and tomato sauce."

Yun Ying hugged Chang Kong's shoulders with a smile, kissed his temple, and the two drove to the nearest pharmacy, and bought a bottle of spirits for mixing the medicine in addition to the medicinal materials they needed.

Applying the ointment that exudes a strong alcohol smell around the shoulders, Changkong said in surprise: "It really doesn't hurt at all."

"I'll be more prepared before I leave. Although I don't want you to get hurt, I also think that this kind of thing is inevitable. Just in case, make a backup. The other one is the recovery of the injury. I hope you will never use it." Come on. Tomorrow I have to leave this city and go to England for a meeting." Yun Ying exploded his shoulder and kissed it lightly.

Changkong blushed, nodded vigorously, and suddenly looked at Yunying and said, "There will be a selection competition in two months. If I enter the top three, I may enter the main list to attend the World Championships. Will you come to see it?"

"Of course, when have I let you down." Yun Ying covered Chang Kong's lips, gently sucking his tongue and gave the answer.

☆, 55 internal trials (1)

Chang Kong's dislocated arm injury was not serious in the first place. He was young and his body was at its strongest. He just needed to rest for a period of time to recover naturally.

Therefore, even if his hands were not fully healed, after Yunying left his side the next day, he still ran to the training ground to complete the basic training without using his arms to ensure his condition.

Two months is but a snap of the fingers to the sky with a tight life plan. After finishing the training, he is often so busy that he doesn't even have time to think about Yunying, and then falls into the groggy darkness, sleeping soundly until dawn .

The only thing to worry about is that Mr. Murdo, the sponsor of the training ground, proposed to arrange for him a nutritionist who understands Chinese food after being introduced to him by the coach. Body.

Changkong was scratching his head at this. As far as he knew, there were as many players entrusted with training in the training ground as the crucian carp in the river, but he had never seen players from other countries arrange Japanese food, Korean food or hand-cooked food. This treatment is too good a little.

However, Mr. Murdo looks really familiar. There are few foreigners, so maybe he has seen it somewhere.

"You're a good seedling, work hard, it's just adding a little different taste to the meal." Mr. Murdo finally chose the route of warmth, in a foreign country, even if he is a man, who hasn't the idea of ​​wanting to rely on others? ?The boy in front of him looked like he had just grown up, with a gentle and calm characteristic unique to the East, the more he looked at it, the more itchy he felt.

"Then thank you." Changkong was not polite, although the food in the chef's restaurant arranged by Yunying was delicious, but it would be better if he could eat for a long time without a lunch box at noon.

Without a second sentence, Chang Kong heard Liu Jun's greeting behind him, waved directly at Mr. Murdo, turned around and ran back to the equipment to exercise himself.

Mr. Murdo stretched out his hand, took a breath and put it down silently. He couldn't help being a little annoyed at Chang Kong's ignorance, but in the end he watched the whole process of Chang Kong's training status with a gentlemanly manner. Unfortunately, he didn't wait for him to tell Chang Kong about the "training status" After expressing some brilliant ideas, Chang Kong and Liu Jun drove away again.

After going back and forth like this for half a month, no matter how good Mr. Murdo was, his patience was worn out, and he gradually reduced the number of times he visited the training ground in person.

Liu Jun looked at Mr. Murdo anxiously scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, and laughed in private countless times, but on the surface he didn't reveal any news to the sky.

In his opinion, there is nothing to be courteous about, adultery or stealing. Chang Kong and Mr. Murdo describe their relationship as "one-sided fate" too much. He is a training ground sponsor who suddenly doesn't care about anyone. It's no good to give Chang Kong extra meals alone. Son, even if there is nothing wrong with the recipe after checking with Yunying, he will not take it lightly.

Knowing the people, knowing the face, but not knowing the heart, it looks good now, who knows if there will be some news about "a young talented Chinese player taking banned drugs" when it comes to the competition, Liu Jun can't bear this kind of thing. As for his apprentice, the child he took care of would definitely retire with a clean reputation, and of course, he would hold a bunch of medals and trophies.

Changkong ate and drank well every day, and the muscles that had just been suffocated returned to his body in less than half a month. It seemed that because of the good food, he even raised his height a little bit. Difficult moves were also re-added to his choreography.

If it is said that the sky is having a good time every day, then a big event happened in the world. The rules of men's gymnastics competition have been changed. Some movements can no longer be selected in the competition, but some connecting movements can get extra points. .

For the players and coaches, this was a big shock. Only Chang Kong had already been mentally prepared. He actually used the same set of scoring rules in the previous games, but the movements were extremely difficult. It's just that he hasn't been discovered. Now that the rules have been completely reformed, he is the most relaxed person.

"Long Kong, how come the choreography you are good at is suitable for the new rules? Child, luck is good! This is good! The tone is also the key to success. I think a few of the national team are about to fall." Liu Jun faced Bai Zhi Zhi gestured to the movements he specially designed for Changkong, and smiled on his face.

"It's really luck." Zhang Kong looked at Liu Jun with a habitual smile, but Liu Jun didn't take it seriously, and the master and apprentice talked and laughed and changed the topic.

Due to the change of the rules, the trials that were originally scheduled to be held in two months were scheduled to be held in three months. The sky was in full condition, and the whole person looked refreshed. Liu Jun patted the boy's muscular back in relief, Encouragement: "Come on, the whole process of this trial will be recorded and returned to China. Whether you can become the main selection depends on your performance."

"Coach, I understand." Changkong smiled confidently and walked directly into the arena.

When it came time for the game, all the good feelings became floating clouds, and Chang Kong was very rudely arranged to be the first to play. Everyone knew that there was something wrong with this matter, but what can they say, good performance is what it should be, and bad performance The responsibility is his own, but Chang Kong does not have any psychological burden. He has a pair of eyes staring at him intently in a corner of the stadium, believing that he will succeed and return with honor.

Because it is an internal competition, there is no one watching except their family members. The players are obviously in good condition, and the psychological pressure is not as great as in the official competition. At this time, the first to appear on the stage will be unlucky, and the referee will suppress them subconsciously. Points, in order to adjust the scores of subsequent players.

With a smile on Chang Kong's face, he approached the arena he hadn't stepped into for a long time—even if it wasn't a formal, thrilling match.

The first item is the gymnastics that Changkong is good at. This is his strong point. He doesn't know where to look for the psychological pressure. After smearing the chalk powder on the palm of his hand, Changkong stretched his whole body, and turned his head to show a faint smile at the Japanese player. smile.

That's right, what he wants to use is the whole set of movements of this Japanese player who is famous for his jumps-as long as he doesn't change his movements and he can perform stably, it is enough to make his reputation "not worthy of the name".

After the familiar run-up, Changkong threw himself into the air instantly with the arch of his feet, and immediately took the [-] jump with the rear [-], but he was used to doing an extra turn at any time, and Changkong was no exception this time. Unable to control the instinct, he turned over for an extra week, and when he landed, he stepped on the edge line without any errors.

There was a series of neat gasps in the stadium, and the atmosphere that was a little lazy just now stagnated for a while. All the coaches focused on Changkong, except for the Japanese players who were sitting on the seats waiting. stiffened.

Why is the movement at the beginning so similar to him, and it has become more difficult!