After the competition, Hu Qingniu got a heavy gold medal. Truth be told, it was the first time he'd seen it. However, I heard that the Greek government is financially tight, and this gold medal is definitely not pure gold, so he doesn't have to bite it with his teeth.

After winning the championship, countless media wanted to interview him, but he refused. Hu Qingniu is the kind of person who loves quietness, he is sometimes tireless, he can stay in the video room for days without going out, but he can't stand to rush to the media interview after one. He felt that the latter was more tired than the former, not physically, but psychologically.

However, sometimes you can't do something you don't want to do.

A phone call came in, signed by Yang Jing, a reporter from Imperial Court TV. Hu Qingniu used his thumb to know what this call was for, but it would be too disrespectful to his friends not to answer the phone.

"Hey, big beauty, what's the matter?"

Hu Qingniu's tone was a little weird, and Yang Jing obviously heard it.

"Hello Brother Hu, congratulations on winning the Olympic championship, you don't have to be impatient, I know that you are quiet and don't want to be interviewed. When my job is here, I have to ask you, otherwise I am not dedicated. ”

Hu Qingniu laughed when he heard this.

"Why haven't I seen you for a long time, and you have become able to speak, I used to see that you were quite shy little girl."

Yang Jing also replied with a smile.

"Haha, isn't this familiar with you, and being able to speak is a reporter's specialty, which shows that my professional level has improved. How about it, would you like me to give you an interview? It won't take long, it won't take a few hours, you can rest assured. ”

Hu Qingniu had no choice but to reply.

"Okay, okay, okay, where to go now, I'm still in the Olympic Village, and I'm going to go back to the United States tomorrow."

Yang Jing said in surprise.

"I really agreed, okay, Brother Hu, in the afternoon, come to our station's temporary studio, right in front of the Olympic Village."

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After becoming the coach of Argentina, Hu Qingniu successively came to Argentina and Greece, two countries with very different cultures but different characteristics, and Hu Qingniu had never gone abroad before. Compared to Buenos Aires, the capital of Argentina, which is located on the turbulent Atlantic coast, Athens is a city of brilliant culture, and even the adjacent Aegean Sea is a gentle sea full of sunshine. If you go to the beach every day, you can get a good mood for the day.

The studio of the Imperial Court is just outside the gates of the Olympic Village in Athens, a temporarily rented house right next to the Aegean Sea.

Before Hu Qingniu arrived, he saw someone waiting for him downstairs early.

It was Yang Jing, she waved her hand happily and shouted.

"This way, this way, Brother Hu."

Hu Qingniu walked closer and complimented.

"Your location is good, the transportation is convenient, and the scenery is also very good."

Yang Jing smiled and said proudly.

"I chose it, and it took a lot of effort to rent it at the time. Let's go up to the balcony on the roof of the building, where the scenery is good. ”

Hu Qingniu followed her upstairs, the first floor was a bit like a warehouse, and the second floor was a temporarily renovated office area. Hu Qingniu and several people in charge of the Olympic Games of the imperial court station politely exchanged a few times, and then followed to the balcony to record an exclusive interview.

Out of the balcony, the view is very open, and you are greeted by a sparkling Aegean Sea in the sun. In addition to the seagulls hovering at low altitude, there are also small islands dotted on the sea.

Because the Aegean Sea is squeezed by the Eurasian and African plates, the coastline here is tortuous, there are many harbors, and there are groups of small islands.

The scenery here is really soothing.

"Brother Hu, I know you don't like interviews, so let's do a special interview, interesting. Do you know the origin of the Aegean Sea? ”

Hu Qingniu shook his head.

"I really don't know, I only know that it's the Aegean Sea, not the Sea of Love, I've made jokes about this before, so I remember it very clearly."

Yang Jing said with a smile.

"It's really easy to get the name wrong. The origin of the Aegean Sea is a beautiful legend. ”

According to legend, Qin was a famous harpist in Greece. Legend has it that the sound of her harp can calm Poseidon in his rage; Legend has it that the sound of her harp can make the jealous Hera tolerant; Legend has it that the sound of her piano can bring a happy smile to the somber Hades. “

In her name, the young king sent messengers. But Jean mercilessly refused his invitation. Jean said that she would not pluck the harp for the king, who was empty-eyed and only entertained. “

The messenger told the king exactly what she said, but who would have thought that the king would laugh when he heard it. The next morning, the ladies of the palace found that the king was gone, but they all laughed and walked away as if nothing had happened. “

"Just as they had thought and expected, the king came to the place where Jean was."

Guided by the sound of the piano, he met the girl he admired next to the olives planted by Athena. The breeze floated lightly on her delicate face, the nightingale stood on her shoulder and sang with her, the scent of flowers wrapped around her fingertips and drifted into the distance with the plucked notes. “

Jean suddenly felt a blazing light scorching all around. She looked up and met a gaze that was more beautiful than the sky and more dazzling than the deep sea. For a moment, they only looked at each other, while ignoring all sides. “

"From that day on, the king would always quietly go out of the palace every morning, and Qin would take his beloved harp to a mysterious place every morning."

"The development of things is more beautiful than the story, and the love between Jean and the king was not hindered by the royal family. With the blessings of the people and all the princes and nobles, the qin was brought into the court. “

"When everyone thought they would be perfect like a fairy tale, a curse from hell came upon them."

"The originally friendly Linguo suddenly launched a terrible war, and the king had to rush to the battlefield immediately for the safety of his people. On the wedding night, he left the girl he loved. “

Every day, Jean went to the place where he had a date to pluck the harp to the distant king, but he waited for him to die in battle. She was strong, and tears didn't even have a chance to spill into her eyes. On that day, Jean put on the king's blood-stained robes and commanded the brutal battlefield with his fingers that plucked the strings. “

"At the moment when the whole country was celebrating the victory, under the cloudless sky, the king's robe on the lap of the piano was soaked with crystal droplets."

Every night Jean plucked the piano into the night sky, and she wished that the king in heaven could hear it. And every morning she gathered the scattered dew everywhere, and she knew that it was the king's answer to her love.

Finally, many years later, until the day she had gone to sleep forever and never to wake up, all the five million two hundred and thirty-four bottles of dew that Jean had collected all her life had spent her life had poured on the place where she stole. “

"Just as the last drop hit the ground, a miracle happened. A clear spring gushed from Jean's grave, embracing her body. From springs to streams, from streams to rivers, and from rivers to seas. “

"Since then there has been a clear sea in Greece. People call it the 'Aegean'. “

Hu Qingniu listened to it word for word, and he was so engrossed that he completely forgot that he was here to do an interview.

Hu Qingniu said with emotion.

"It's these legendary and romantic stories that make the Aegean Sea more meaningful. For travelers from all over the world, it is a symbol of romantic travel. Probably many girls want to hold their own wedding on the shore of the Aegean Sea after listening to the story of the piano. ”