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With the Suzhou World Table Tennis Championships approaching, singles quotas are also being issued continuously.The first one to get a ticket was Ke Zhiyan, who successfully broke through as the champion of the first stage of the big round.After Wang Ying won two overseas open championships in a row, she also won it from the coaching staff.

Wei Cheng is a little anxious. The big cycle is still too exhausting for her. Her injury just happened not long ago. Physically speaking, long-term competitions will make her decline. Psychologically, she has always been afraid of the recurrence of her foot injury. So I don't dare to give all the support to that leg.

After the end of the first stage of the big cycle, it happened to be the eve of the Lunar New Year. Everyone went back to their homes to pay New Year's greetings and rest, leaving only a few popular players who were invited by the General Administration of Sports to participate in the Spring Festival Gala.

Ke Zhiyan hates all activities that take up her rest time. The main stage of the Spring Festival Gala is only two or three hours away from the national team's apartment. She was dragged up early in the morning to go to the live rehearsal with a cold face all the way.

The assistants sent by the Spring Festival Gala dedicatedly waited downstairs in the national team's apartment before dawn. Wei Cheng was already fully dressed, and after packing her bag, she still remembered Ke Zhiyan's words: "I'll pour water into the thermos and put it in your bag." , tissues and wet wipes are on the far left, what else do you want to bring?"

She turned around to see that Ke Zhiyan was wearing jeans and a shirt, standing in front of the full-length mirror with one hand in his trouser pocket, staring at the mirror expressionlessly.

Wei Cheng: "What are you doing?"

"My hair seems to grow a bit?" Ke Zhiyan fiddled with the hair on his forehead that almost covered his eyes, "Should I cut it?"

Wei Cheng: "..."

"And my collar, it doesn't seem to be cleaned? But I just found it out of the closet." Ke Zhiyan turned around and turned the shirt collar out. This dress should have been brought from home by her, and the inside of the collar was still custom-made She said her initials, "I knew that bastard Ke Luyan had no intention of asking me to bring clothes back."

Wei Cheng, who has been paying attention to the time, is about to go crazy: "Is now the time to pay attention to these?!"

"And the violin, I forgot where I put it last time."

Wei Cheng glanced at the violin case that was placed on the bed and could be carried at any time, and sighed deeply: "We are going on behalf of the entire table tennis team, you can't be too willful."

This sentence seemed to hit Ke Zhiyan's anger, and her brows furrowed immediately: "I didn't know before I played that I would be responsible for taking time out of the busy game to please those leaders!"

Wei Cheng calmly said: "This is not what you should do, but it is what you must do. You are representing the entire national team now."

"Does the national team mean that you have to spend your personal time doing these meaningless things?"

Wei Cheng stared at her blankly, Ke Zhiyan stood where he was, his face full of anger.She sighed, she didn't understand what was wrong with the other party. Obviously, when there were such activities in the past or as long as it was beneficial to the third entrepreneurship, the other party would complete it with dedication.But this time because of what?The pressure of the competition over the past few days made Wei Cheng tired and didn't want to explore, she just stepped forward and firmly embraced Ke Zhiyan with both hands: "Zhiyan, don't be willful."

Ke Zhiyan was hugged by her, and his body, which had been as hard as a rock, slowly softened. She hugged Wei Cheng back, as if subdued, and nodded against Wei Cheng's shoulder as if to comfort her.

I'm just mad at you for not getting a good rest.

Chen Huan had been waiting downstairs impatiently, but because he couldn't get in the girls' dormitory, he had to wait obediently.Huang Ziyao glanced at his watch, Chen Huan turned to him and asked, "Should I call to remind you? These two are too tired."

"Girls should slow down." Huang Ziyao thought for a while, and before he could say anything, the organizer smoothed things over with a smile: "It's still early, take your time, our car came early."

Chen Huan raised his eyebrows. In Huang Zida's eyes, this expression meant to praise the other party for being good.

No one wanted to participate in this event. Even Chen Huan, who is usually the most noisy, didn't want to play the game after less than a week of rest. He had to exercise every day during the week to keep fit In the busy schedule, there is an extra meaningless activity that does not help their own work, and it takes time to look at people's faces and even have to lip-sync when singing.

The Spring Festival Gala is a big IP in the eyes of others, but in their eyes it is not as good as a table tennis super league.Popularity does not help them in any real sense. Playing is not for fans or for any honor. What they want is to stand on the world's top arena and enjoy the charm of this sport. From centuries ago to the present, the grand slam is the common dream of generations.

Wei Cheng finally arrived late with the young champion who had been reluctantly shunned. The one who was going ahead was about to succeed the captain of the female team, and now she was showing her amiable smile, while the one behind was cold and expressionless, relying on herself When he was young, he only added a long coat on top of his shirt and a hat, and he looked like he didn't want to talk to her all over his body.

Chen Huan complained to Huang Ziyao: "The dead child is unhappy again."

Huang Ziyao warned him helplessly: "Be quiet today and don't provoke her. Let's hurry back after the rehearsal. Every day after the live broadcast goes smoothly, we can go home on vacation. Don't make trouble for me."

Chen Huan's eyes widened: "Captain, is there any reason for you? Did I take the initiative to provoke her? It's obviously a dead child who comes to provoke me every time."

Huang Ziyao patted him on the shoulder: "That really wronged you."

Several people got into the car and walked towards the TV station. Wei Cheng pulled Ke Zhiyan to sit at the end, reached out and raised the brim of the other party's hat, at least showing a little face so that he could see the expression clearly.Ke Zhiyan smiled at her, but still looked unhappy.

Wei Cheng had no choice but to find a topic: "Have you memorized the score?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, the two people sitting in front also turned their faces, "Does Little Swallow want to play the violin?"

"There is a little accompaniment task, she has to sing and play the piano, and the interludes in the middle are all hers."

Chen Huan showed a sympathetic expression: "It's a bit miserable."

Huang Ziyao threw an elbow at him, pressed his eyelids and gave him a look: Didn't I tell you not to mess with her?

Chen Huan made an innocent expression: Forgot.

Ke Zhiyan pulled down the brim of her hat again, covering most of her face, "I'll sleep for a while." After she finished speaking, she leaned on the back of the chair and really didn't move.

The three left looked at each other in dismay, Wei Cheng took out her mobile phone and shook it to signal, and the other two clicked to open the group clearly.

Wei Cheng: I'm in a bad mood early in the morning, maybe I have something on my mind.

Chen Huan: Kid's menstrual period?

Huang Ziyao: ...

Chen Huan: Hey, what expression do you have? This is not normal.

Wei Cheng: She really hasn't.

Huang Ziyao: Did you quarrel?

Wei Cheng looked up at the other party and typed: How is it possible.

Chen Huan: Tsk, do you think it's possible to quarrel with Wei Cheng like a kid?

Wei Cheng shook her head and made a concluding remark: "Maybe it's because of getting angry, it's okay, I'll coax it later."

The road was bumpy, and Ke Zhiyan's complexion looked much better when he got off the car. Wei Cheng dutifully carried his bag and played the piano, and then led Ke Zhiyan, and finally told him, "Walk on your own, okay?"

Seeing her serious face, Ke Zhiyan couldn't help laughing, "Why don't you recite it?"

Wei Cheng shrugged, "If you don't love me."

In fact, it really hurts.Ke Zhiyan didn't even have time to recite her, how could he let her recite it.

The two walked behind the man, and when they were putting on makeup, each of them had a copy of the lyrics and continued to familiarize themselves with it.Ke Zhiyan didn't read the lyrics, she was reading the score.In fact, the singing skills of several people are not bad, among ordinary people, they can be regarded as the kind that can be heard without being out of tune.They are also familiar with their position. The World Table Tennis Championships in Suzhou is about to begin, followed by the Rio Olympics next year. The National Table Tennis Team is the favorite to win the championship.

——Except for the temporary performer who went through the score carefully, refused the piano provided by the organizer, and insisted on bringing his own machini.

Chen Huan clicked his tongue after learning about this piano: "It's a waste of money to play an interlude with a makini! Why are you so extravagant, child?"

Ke Zhiyan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him. When he was waiting, he took out his bow and waved it casually on the strings a few times, and said lazily, "Now we are open to order songs."

Chen Huan immediately took out his mobile phone, Baidu World Famous Songs, and picked out the one that looked pleasing to the eye: "That's it! Mozart!"

Ke Zhiyan took a look, and the prelude to "I Don't Want to Grow Up" came out from the piano.

Wei Cheng stood aside and did not dare to say that she had asked Ke Zhiyan to play "Little Star" for her.

On the second day of the Spring Festival Gala, several people were tossed and tossed by the makeup artist, and finally decided to wear only light makeup, and even the clothes were determined to only wear the national team uniform.

It was all red, with a golden dragon embroidered with its teeth and claws behind it. Standing beside Ke Zhiyan, Wei Cheng watched him slowly play the violin and bow. She smiled and said, "Zhiyan, enjoy the stage."