When the holy son of Jibu watched the video of Gu Yang and Jill fighting, he was silent for a long time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What kind of player is he?" For the first time, the holy son of the Tabobe muttered, and for the first time, he became afraid of his opponent.

Gently pacing back and forth on the ground, the solemn color revealed between the eyebrows of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department has not been seen for many years.

"Jibu-kun." Hikaru Omi approached the holy son of the Jibe, "Jibe-kun, how sure are you?" ”

The holy son of the Jibe sneered, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or at Hikaru Omi in front of him.

"There is an enemy in the world!" The holy son of the Jibu slowly left, leaving only four words for Omi Hikaru to hear.

Omi Hikaru muttered: "You can say these four words from the mouth of Jibujun, Gu Yang of the Republic, you are really an amazing man!" ”

……

Omi Hikaru didn't know that Gu Yang, who he called "an amazing man", was looking at the ceiling of the gymnasium with a bitter face at the moment.

Li Ning coughed dryly and smiled at the same time: "Are we considered to have been affected by the pond fish?" ”

Chen Long looked at the surrounding situation: "Well, it was indeed affected. ”

Xu Chen said: "It's good, I haven't felt this atmosphere for a long time." ”

Gu Yang sweated wildly at the back of his head, Brother Xu Chen, are you really good like this?

Chen Jing said in a deep voice: "Let's find a way to go out first." ”

"It's a little difficult." Lao Wang said with a cold face, "No, it's very difficult. ”

Gu Yang looked around, I don't know when the surrounding area has been surrounded by water, sports reporters from all over the world and Gu Yang's fans, forming a solid wall of people one after another, if it weren't for the security personnel on the scene guarding them fearlessly, the consequences would be unimaginable......

Thinking of this, Gu Yang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, coughed dryly, and said, "How should we go out?" ”

"Mr. Gu Yang, I'm Philip Leon, a journalist from Italy, please accept my five-minute interview, okay?" An Italian journalist struggled to squeeze through the crowd and spoke standard Chinese.

"Yohe, this Chinese is so slippery!" Gu Yang sighed slightly in his heart.

"Mr. Gu Yang, may I ask, how you feel about winning the 2017 Mr. Table Tennis of the Year, can you tell us? I only need a minute. Another French journalist squeezed in, also fluent in Chinese.

"I'm thirty seconds!" Not to be outdone, the Italian reporter squeezed in again.

"You!" French journalist ......

"It seems that everyone is prepared!" Long Chen sighed.

"Let's go, please let go, okay, please let the athlete go back to the hotel first, the athlete needs to rest." Security personnel shouted loudly, trying to break away from the overlapping crowd.

"Gu Yang, take me, I want to give you a baby!" Crazy female fans shouting in the crowd.

"Young Emperor, give me an autograph!" Male fans are also screaming.

"Lord Gu Yang, ask for a group photo, ask for an autograph!" Countless fans are crowding through.

Seeing that the defense line formed by the security personnel was about to be breached, Gu Yang closed his eyes in fear, imagining the terrifying scene of being swallowed by the crowd.

At this moment, a calm and not too high voice sounded: "Everyone, can you sell me a face, get out of the way, and let the apprentice go back to rest first?" ”

The sound was not too obvious in the noisy crowd, but the moment the sound appeared, the entire noisy playing field was silent.

"Teacher?" Gu Yang opened his eyes, his expression a little stunned.

The crowd naturally separated, and everyone very tacitly divided a way to let this amiable old man of the republic move forward slowly.

It is no exaggeration to say that there was no one present who did not know the old man of the republic.

Wu Lao, that is the Taishan Beidou of the world table tennis world. Perhaps, you can also add a word to modify, he is the only Taishan Beidou in the world football.

What is the Holy Son of the Jealous Department, what Jill, what Pol, and even Gu Yang, who is now in the limelight, in front of this old man, they have all become juniors, and they dare not disobey any words of the old man.

In just one sentence, it silenced the crazy fans present, which shows the status of Wu Lao in the football world.

Everyone respects this old man from the bottom of their hearts, it is he who pushes the sport of table tennis to the top of the sport, and it is he who develops and innovates the rules and techniques of table tennis.

It can be said that the entire ITTF committee combined can match the influence of this old man.

One person, with an influence comparable to that of a world organization, this is Wu Lao!

This is Wu Guoliang, the head coach of the Republic of China, who once brought a huge storm to the world of football, and after retiring, he took charge of the Republic of China's national team and held the bull's ear of the world table tennis world! [Ahem, at the beginning of writing the book, out of respect for Liu Fatzi and for his great contribution to the Chinese table tennis world, Kelong thus set up the character of Wu Lao]

Gu Yang looked at the scene that had changed completely because of the appearance of Wu Lao, and was fascinated for a while, and sighed in his heart, when will I have such an influence comparable to that of a teacher?

"I'll do it!" Gu Yang secretly strengthened his thoughts in his heart, "I'm Gu Yang, I'm the Young Emperor!" ”

At this time, Gu Yang didn't expect that many years later, he realized his dream at this time, at that time, he not only sat down to the oath he made today, but also used his incomparably powerful strength to do something that even Wu Lao did not do.

Of course, that's an afterthought, so let's not talk about it for now.

Because of the appearance of Wu Lao, Gu Yang and the others successfully returned to the hotel where they lived.

Subsequently, Gu Yang was called away by the secretary sent by Wu Lao, and he went with joy, and then ...... Got a hard beating!

Wu Lao's office......

"Teacher......" Gu Yang lowered his head and said with a bitter face, "Teacher, I was wrong." ”

Wu Lao sat on the cushion of the chair and smiled lightly: "You are not wrong, you are very right!" ”

"Teacher, I really know it's wrong, you punish me!" Gu Yang lowered his head.

Wu Lao's right finger tapped lightly on the desk, and he shook his head helplessly: "Are you willing to accept the punishment?" ”

"Yes!" Gu Yang raised his head suddenly, "Willingly!" ”

Wu Lao asked again: "Don't you feel that you have made such a great contribution to the national team, and you still have to accept punishment, a little aggrieved?" ”

"Don't be aggrieved!" Gu Yang said firmly.

Wu Lao said with a smile: "Regarding the vicious incident of you leaving the team in violation of the rules of the team, the General Administration originally imposed a great punishment on you. But in light of your fantastic performance in the semi-finals, the team penalty has been revised! Now, Gu Yang ...... See for yourself! ”

Gu Yang took the document handed by Wu Lao, and the beginning of the document was a line of large characters in Song style.

"On the punishment of Comrade Gu Yang for violating the discipline in the team and leaving the team before the game"

Gu Yang read them one by one: 1. Cancel all the vacations of Comrade Gu Yang within one year and impose a fine of 3,000 yuan.

2. The team award that Comrade Gu Yang deserves for winning the honor of Mr. Table Tennis in 2017 will not be issued.

3. Run 10 kilometers on the track in the gymnasium now!

“…… Gone? When he saw the third punishment, Gu Yang's face was clouded, what the hell is this punishment?

"What, not satisfied?" Wu Lao asked with a smile.

"No, no! I accept the sanction. Gu Yang immediately straightened his chest!

"Why don't you go soon?" Wu Lao deliberately said angrily.

Gu Yang shouted "yes", and ran out quickly, starting to run around the runway one after another.

Because the game is over, only athletes can come and go in the gymnasium at will, and Gu Yang doesn't have to worry about being surrounded by enthusiastic fans.

Just as he was running by himself, he didn't know that the holy son of Jibu, who had just finished the warm-up game, saw this scene.

"Is this physical training?" Seeing Gu Yang running round and round, he finally felt a strong pressure.

"Gu Yang, are you ready to challenge my throne?" The holy son of the Jibu put away the faint smile on the corner of his mouth......