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When Ke Zhiyan woke up leisurely, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, seeping in through the gaps in the untightened curtains, shining on his body, there was a slight burning pain.

Ke Zhiyan was so annoyed that he got up out of breath and kicked off the quilt, covered his eyes with his hands, and it took him a long time to wake up and realize his situation.

late!

She got up in a jiffy, and the Wei Cheng in the next bed had already been emptied, and even the quilt was folded neatly.

Ke Zhiyan didn't think much about why Wei Cheng didn't call her this morning, she splashed water a few times in a hurry, and the washing process took less than 3 minutes.

The luggage was packed last night before going to bed, and the sportswear for this morning's expedition was also neatly ironed and hung on the back of the chair.Ke Zhiyan didn't care about getting dressed, pulled the suitcase, and rushed out the door with the clothes in one hand.

As soon as I ran down the stairs on the first floor, when I walked to the door of the apartment, I heard a commotion from outside.

She pushed open the door and jumped down the steps in three steps in two.In the open space in front of the apartment building, the national team players and coaches who are going to go out today are busy being interviewed and photographed. A group of people are chatting and laughing bustlingly, which is very lively.

Ke Zhiyan stood there watching for a while, his heart that had been beating wildly from fright slowly relaxed.

"Hey, why is Xiao Yanzi standing there alone? Come here, come and take a photo." Wang Ying, who was standing at the edge of the crowd, saw her and came over to grab her.

Ke Zhiyan looked at Wang Ying's outstretched hand, and subconsciously dodged it. She still remembered that in the dream, the owner of these hands strangled her neck with a ferocious face, and the hand that could not even control the strength of the ball vigorously could ignore the struggle and clenched it tightly. The throat bone, the expression of wanting to kill her is exactly the same as that man.

Wang Ying's hand caught nothing, and paused for a while in the air. Ke Zhiyan was a little embarrassed, and just about to find an excuse to explain a few words, Wang Ying's hand naturally circled in the air, hooking her hand again. shoulder.

Ke Zhiyan did not dare to move this time and did not move again. He let go of the suitcase he was holding, and was pushed and shoved by Wang Ying, and led to a small group of people.

"Everyone is here, brother Li, take a picture for us!"

Wang Ying said so to a familiar reporter, and she also took a seat.

Ke Zhiyan was still in a daze, and just as he saw clearly that this group of people were teammates who usually had a good relationship, he was called over with a "Okay, Xiao Ke, look here".

"Crack."

In the shot are young team members wearing "champion dragon uniforms" and smiling, and Ke Zhiyan, who is looking at the camera with a confused face, wearing a short-sleeved sweatshirt with the uniform on his left arm.

The reporter on the opposite side laughed, "Ha, this must be preserved, it's a precious record!"

Wang Ying also found out, and hurriedly said, "No, no, this one won't work, Xiao Yanzi, please put on the dragon suit quickly, this is the first time we have worn this photo."

The dragon suit she mentioned was the award-winning suit of the Chinese team at this year's London Olympics. It was named "Championship Dragon Costume" because of the Chinese dragon embroidered on the shoulders and collar in red.When he first learned the name, Ke Zhiyan felt that the four characters were too long, so he abbreviated Jackie Chan and gradually spread in the national team.

Hearing this, Ke Zhiyan lowered his head to look at the short sleeves he was wearing, and then at the dragon clothes all around him.

It is indeed a bit of an eyesore.

She unfolded the dragon robe on her left arm, shook it, and put it on.

Wei Cheng, who was standing next to her, helped her straighten her collar, and Ke Zhiyan let go of the hand that had just brought the hem together to zip it.

"By the way."

Wei Cheng glanced at her helplessly, then knelt down to help her zip up: "Just be lazy."

Ke Zhiyan gave her a coquettish smile, squinting at Wei Cheng who was squatting halfway.

Wei Cheng's height of 1.7 meters is much shorter than her after squatting down. Due to her height, she can rarely see the top of her head.At this moment, Wei Cheng's short flaxen hair, which was specially highlighted and dyed before the expedition, looked warm and bright in the sun. Ke Zhiyan saw Wei Cheng's serious eyebrows and eyes when she helped her zip up, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch her.

Maybe it will be as soft to the touch as the puppy she had in London?

Wei Cheng suddenly raised her head at this moment, and the zipper went up along the height of her head.

Ke Zhiyan's outstretched hand subconsciously stopped in mid-air.

"?" Wei Cheng was puzzled, tilted her head slightly, her amber eyes were warm and moist, and she could see her shadow in them.

more like.

Ke Zhiyan withdrew his hand, his eyes raised as Wei Cheng got up.

"Okay." Wei Cheng said with a smile.

"Oh." Ke Zhiyan answered slowly, thought for a while, then raised his hand and pulled the chain hanging in mid-air towards the neckline.

"Let's go, it's time to take a photo."

Wei Cheng reached out to pull Ke Zhiyan, and the two walked towards the large army together.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you call me this morning?" Ke Zhiyan asked slightly while taking a group photo.

"Seeing that you are too tired recently, I thought it would be good for you to come down before the big group photo. Before you came out, you were about to go up and call you."

"Then I won't be in time to take a photo with you?"

Wei Cheng turned her head to look at her, Ke Zhiyan was pouting slightly, as if to blame.

Ke Zhiyan always likes to slump her face, it's really not easy for her to make such a coquettish expression.

Wei Cheng couldn't help laughing, and reached out from behind Ke Zhiyan's back to pat her on the head, "That's why I woke up when you didn't use it."

"Don't move my head, I won't grow taller!"

"At the age of 17, your height is 1.6 meters [-], you are already above the average height." Wei Cheng said with a smile.

"But my ideal is to grow to 1.7 meters!"

Standing in front of Ke Zhiyan, Wang Ying, who had obviously been eavesdropping for a long time, turned her head to coax her: "Xiao Yanzi, you have an aura of [-] meters!"

"..." Ke Zhiyan rolled his eyes in dissatisfaction: "You're treating me like a child again!"

Seeing Ke Zhiyan's angry look, Wei Cheng still smiled and smiled again, while Wang Ying laughed and turned her head away.

There was still a little private time after the group photo of the expedition team members. Several big names such as Huang Ziyao, Chen Huan, and Wang Ying were scattered around to sign autographs and take photos with the fans off.In the past, Ke Zhiyan always followed Wei Cheng in such activities - she was young, and she hadn't played in a few major tournaments, and the few scattered fans were basically fans of the provincial B team or Wei Cheng - she was no exception now .

The fans felt sorry for Wei Cheng and told her to go to the car for a rest. Wei Cheng smiled: "It's okay, I will chat with you."

The fans refused, and insisted that Wei Cheng and Ke Zhiyan go to rest and not accompany them, after all, they would have to sit on the plane for more than ten hours.

Wei Cheng couldn't hold them back, so they hugged each other, "Okay then, remember to watch me hit the ball on TV then."

"We'll wait for you to come home."

So Wei Cheng and Ke Zhiyan started to do nothing again.The two of them sat down on a clean spot on the edge of the flower bed, and Wei Cheng immediately waved to the fans who were waiting at the door of the apartment not far away, receiving countless blown kisses.

Wei Cheng looked back with a smile, and noticed that Ke Zhiyan was stepping on his feet, with his elbows on his knees and his chin, and he looked very lazy.

In fact, the little boy didn't have a good rest, and he is still sleepy, she knows it.The child didn't know what nightmare she had. She tossed and turned at night, crying in panic, and babbled a lot of English. She only understood one sentence, "Please".

Terrified, with a begging "Please".

Children are under too much pressure.No matter how slumped her face is and dragged like 4 million, or she is mercilessly giving her senior a 0-17 with a sharp style of play on the court, she is only [-] years old.

Still a child.

If you were an ordinary girl, you would still be at the best age in your life. You could wear all kinds of beautiful clothes instead of wearing single-style sportswear all day long; you could have your own private time after school, and spend time with your classmates Go out to play; maybe there will be a boy you have a crush on, and you will taste the ups and downs of love.They will have a lot of free time to freely dye their youth with the color they want.

What about yourself?Wei Cheng thought of her sixteen or seventeen years old, she was still carefree under the halo of her predecessors, she was still a young player who could act like a baby with her sisters and coaches, table tennis brought her more happiness than responsibility.

Even a genius like Wang Ying can only be regarded as a successor at this age, and the burden of the women's team has not yet fully fallen on her.

But Ke Zhiyan didn't have any of these words.But it was her 17th birthday at the beginning of the year, and a few months later, the championship blood fell on her.

Incomparable honor, cannot shirk.

When Wei Cheng squinted her eyes and thought about this, Ke Zhiyan sat obediently next to her, didn't play with her phone, didn't talk to her, and was alone, even breathing very lightly.

Wei Cheng stared at her for a long time, then suddenly raised her hand and rubbed her hair vigorously.

The sudden contact made Ke Zhiyan jump to the other side reflexively. After realizing that it was Wei Cheng, he paused in mid-air with a big movement, and split to one side instead.

Ke Zhiyan turned his head, his eyes widened, without saying a word, he just stared straight at Wei Cheng, his hazel eyes were clean and clear, Wei Cheng could see his own reflection in them.

Wei Cheng coughed and said, "Why is the boss so embarrassed? How many times have I told you that you don't listen, young people must have the vitality of young people, look at you, old-fashioned, like a little old man, in the future But no boy likes it."

Ke Zhiyan said "oh", turned his head and continued to look straight ahead.

After a while, Ke Zhiyan said, "Sister Cheng, you said..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by a loud noise.The national table tennis team leader Zheng Shiqu and the men's and women's team coaches Guo Zhiyuan and Zhong Zheming are urging people in front of the bus. The men's team members are all acting as coolies. After helping the women's team carry the luggage in a gentlemanly manner, they are also responsible for the equipment and supplies in the team. .

Amidst the noise, Director Zhong yelled towards the flower bed: "Wei Cheng, Ke Zhiyan, it's time for departure, it's time for us to get on the bus."

Ke Zhiyan responded with a loud "OK", turned his head and smiled easily, "Sister Cheng, let's go." After speaking, he got up first and patted the dust that didn't exist, and walked towards the bus.

Wei Cheng was stunned for a few seconds, and she suddenly felt that she seemed to have missed something.

A gust of cool wind blew, obviously it was a warm summer breeze, but Wei Cheng trembled in place.