Chapter 732 The Great Xia Empire, Si Fuqing [1 more]

   It has been more than ten years since she last participated in the International Games.

   At that time, Ye Wanhe and Lu Qingning were also there.

   She was on the track and they were cheering her on below.

   So many years have passed in a blink of an eye.

  Looking at the familiar logo of the International Games, Si Fuqing also deeply realized the poem "If things are different from people, things should stop, and tears will flow first if you want to speak."

   She squeezed her hat, turned around, and walked out with the crowd.

   "Fuqing, here." In the waiting area, Coach Mo judged her position from the style and color of the clothes that Si Fuqing gave her.

   She stepped forward and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your camouflage skills are so high, if you hadn't given me the photo in advance, I wouldn't have been able to tell it was you."

   Speaking of disguise, Si Fuqing had a headache, she sighed: "Coach Mo, don't mention it, it was trained by fans."

   Coach Mo recalled the scene where her team members were all in charge of Si Fuqing calling his wife: "..."

   There are fans everywhere, and it is really hard to be top streamer.

  No, only Si Fuqing's fans are blooming in various fields.

   "Go, the hotel we are staying in is here." Coach Mo patted her on the shoulder and joked, "When this International Games is over, your fans will definitely continue to rise again, so remember to exercise more."

  Si Fuqing followed Coach Mo to the hotel.

   Soon a waiter stepped forward to take the salute from her.

  There are many photos on the first floor of the hotel, ranging from black and white to color, which is the history of the development of the International Games.

   "One hundred years ago, Daxia participated in the International Games for the first time." Coach Mo smiled, "At that time, we didn't have a team at all, only one person."

   She pointed to one of the black and white photos and said softly, "He carried the flag alone and walked on the track of the International Games."

   The photo shows a very young man wearing a very simple white vest.

  The two red characters "Daxia" are written on the vest.

   The shoes on his feet even had glue.

   stands out among other well-equipped athletes.

   At that time, the industry was developing rapidly, and the Western Continent was rapidly rising.

   Under the impact of new technology, the Great Xia Empire is crumbling.

   But there were still people who came forward to participate in the International Games, even though they were ridiculed.

   A person represents a country, single-handedly.

  Si Fuqing looked at the bright red flag on the wall and smiled: "It's different now."

   "Yes, it's different." Coach Mo nodded. "This year alone, more than 800 delegations have come, and there are also the most advanced ultra-high-definition broadcast vehicles in the world."

  Daxia, this huge empire, once again used the shortest time to prove—

   It is never willing to be second to others.

   Even if it is submerged by the tide, it can quickly surface and occupy a certain position.

   stands in the forest of the world and does not fall.

   Coach Mo brought Si Fuqing to her room: "Fuqing, you rest first, I'll take you to the track and field team in the afternoon."

   Si Fuqin made an OK gesture.

   Coach Mo was about to leave and let her have a good rest. As soon as she turned around, she was surrounded by athletes from her own team.

   "Coach, coach, just take a look, just take a look!"

   "As long as I can take a look at Qingqing, I will definitely kill the invincible players in the field tomorrow!"

   "That's right!"

   Coach Mo: "…"

   She believed in their evil.

   "Huh?" Si Fu leaned into the cat's head, "It's alright, let's all come in."

  The athletes cheered and squeezed in.

   Coach Mo had a headache: "Fuqing, don't get used to them."

   "Fans, I'm sure I'm used to it." Si Fuqing pulled out a stack of autographed photos from his backpack, "There are all of them."

   Coach Mo sighed.

   At this moment, the youngest girl in the team hurried over from outside.

   "Old..." Coach Mo gave the girl a glare and quickly changed her name, "Baby Qingqing, a super handsome man is coming to you!"

   "I know you like good-looking people, but you must keep your eyes open, don't let him fool you!"

  Si Fuqing: "…"

   Actually, this is her mother's fan, right?

   Coach Mo raised his hand and gave the girl a snap: "Listen to what you said."

   "I'm serious." The girl was very aggrieved, "It's really handsome, I don't know if it's a star."

   They have been preparing for this session of the International Games, basically closed training, little understanding of the outside world.

  Si Fu heard the description of the girl and knew who it was: "Coach Mo, I'll go out."

   "Go ahead." Coach Mo asked with interest, "A boyfriend?"

   Si Fu tilted his fist hard and smiled: "No, it's a prisoner!"

   Coach Mo: "???"

  **

  Si Fu leaned out the door and saw a tall and straight man leaning against a tree.

   He half-raised his head and raised his hand to catch a falling yellow leaf.

   The semi-warm sunlight fell on him through the withered branches, and it became brighter and brighter, outlining his beautiful eyebrows and eyes into pale gold.

   Every inch of the face is perfect and just right.

   He does not have to look at other landscapes, he is a landscape of his own.

  Si Fuqing remembered what the girl told her, and rubbed her eyes.

   The very light movement was caught by Yu Xiheng.

   He turned his head: "What's wrong with the eyes?"

   "It's nothing." Si Fuqing hooked his hand towards him, "Come here, it's like this every time."

   He believed that he was standing here, but in a few minutes everyone would be watching.

  Better take it into the room and hide it.

   When Si Fuqing returned to the room, the others had already been cleaned up by Coach Mo.

   She pushed Yu Xiheng in and quickly closed the door.

   Yu Xiheng clenched his fist to cover his lips and coughed softly: "The prisoner asks for a chance to speak."

  Si Fuqing glanced at him: "Ten words for you."

   She wanted to see what he could say.

   He stretched out his hand and tried to touch her head, but it didn't fall.

   just looked at her with his eyes, and said with a slight smile, "Qingqing, you have been working hard all the time."

  Si Fuqing's fox eyes widened slightly.

   After a few seconds of silence, she quickly took two steps back: "You fouled!"

   "Huh?" Yu Xiheng raised her eyebrows slightly, with a faint smile on her lips, "No more than ten words, only nine words."

   Si Fu leaned over, took out the small notebook and looked at it.

   The number of days recorded above is exactly 30 days.

   One month.

   Great progress.

  Si Fuqing is still very satisfied.

  Yu Xiheng saw her reading the book: "Qingqing?"

   "Because he can speak well, the prisoner has a chance to be released on bail temporarily." Si Fuqing closed the notebook, "If he commits another crime within the specified time limit, he will be a repeat offender in the future!"

   Yu Xiheng looked at her and raised her eyebrows: "Bail?"

   "Okay, I admit that I'm just soft-hearted towards you." Si Fuqing stuffed the notebook, "There is no second time, no, it's the fourth time!"

  "..." He was silent for a while, "The fourth time?"

  Why is it the fourth time?

"Do you need me to go through the old accounts with you?" Si Fuqing folded his arms and looked at him coolly, "The first time you killed me suddenly in the game, the second time you followed your master and didn't talk about martial arts suddenly to the ghost valley."

   "This time is the third time!"

  “…”

   Yu Xiheng raised her hand and pressed her temple for the first time ever.

   Actually there are three times.

   There are too many coincidences.

  Yu Xiheng recalled some of the things he had done after he came 1,500 years ago, and determined that he did not do anything like that again, he nodded slightly: "Well."

"But you just happened to be here, but there is one thing that needs your help." Si Fuqing held his chin, "I promised Coach Mo to participate in the follow-up long-distance running event, please seal my evolutionary blood first. "

   These words made Yu Xiheng's eyes change abruptly.

  Si Fuqing was still smiling, and the fox's eyes were bent: "I trust you the most, Brother Jiu."

   After the evolutionary bloodline is sealed, there is no difference between the evolutionary and ordinary people.

   Only in this way can the greatest fairness be achieved.

   Otherwise, even a B-level evolutionary can easily sweep through all projects.

   But there are very few people who can seal her evolutionary bloodline, and she must gain her wholehearted trust.

   Yu Xiheng sighed, showing a helpless and indulgent smile.

   He finally touched her head, her hair was soft, and when she was cute, she looked like a little tiger with sharp claws.

   He whispered, "I really can't do anything about you."

  Si Fuqing's eyes were bright: "Are you promised?"

   "Yes, but there are preconditions." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "I can't let myself get hurt."

  Si Fuqing hugged his neck and rubbed it: "No problem, Brother Jiu is the best."

  Yu Xiheng raised her hand and hugged her, sighing again in her heart.

   Up to now, she still doesn't know how attractive she is to him.

   If it goes on like this, he is the one who can't hold it back.

  **

   In the afternoon, the hospital.

   "How's Mai Jiang's leg?" Coach Luo looked worried, "Will there be any serious sequelae?"

   The **** the same team pursed her lower lip: "I can't be sure."

   The other party was completely following Mai Jiang's leg, and he kicked him fiercely.

  Although the opponent was also disqualified from the competition and suspended for five years, Mai Jiang suffered such an innocent disaster.

   "They really did it on purpose." Coach Luo clenched his fists, "This matter can't be left alone."

   Before the girl spoke, a mocking voice sounded.

   "Yes, we did it on purpose."

   Coach Luo turned around and his expression changed.

   This is the representative team of the Principality of Kaman.

   One of the youths shrugged and smiled: "Exchange our reserve players for your seed players, this is a good deal."

   In this way, in the two events of 5000m and 10000m long distance running, there is no one who can win medals in the Daxia Empire.

   Coach Luo's face was ashen: "You are despicable!"

   "It's because you have no one to blame." The young man didn't care about Coach Luo's rage, "If you have the ability, you can send more powerful people to the track. Why, there's nothing to say?"

   Coach Luo looked at him sternly.

   A voice suddenly fell, with a loose smile: "We have it."

   This time it was the youth's turn to change his face: "Who?!"

  The girl walked in slowly from the door: "Daxia Empire, Si Fuqing."

   Good morning, q reading is only a few dozen votes away from the top one, and those with monthly passes will give Qingqing a wow~

   This chapter is also known as "Your Majesty the Golden House"

   ps: All the plots are made up by me (seems like nonsense), don’t connect with reality and don’t take **** There is nothing illogical in reality. The problem is that this is a fantasy novel.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)