""New Power of Sprinting - Li Xianfeng"" When Qiao Yuan handed over his carefully prepared article to the editor-in-chief, the editor-in-chief first frowned, "Qiao Yuan, your topic is a bit too common. Then his eyes became brighter and brighter when he looked down at the content, "Qiao Yuan, did Li Xianfeng really say that?" The editor-in-chief asked in surprise.

"That's right, I promise, Lee Hsien Fung is confident, and I think he might make history." Qiao Yuan replied truthfully, and by the way, he also expressed his opinion of Li Xianfeng.

"Good! That's great! Qiao Yuan, you did a good job! The editor-in-chief patted Qiao Yuan's shoulder excitedly.

"How so?" Qiao Yuan opened the latest issue of the Sports Weekly with joy, but found that his article was changed beyond recognition by the editor-in-chief, and even the name became, "Is it a proud genius or a madman who can't measure himself" and the content has changed from focusing on Li Xianfeng's strength and hard training to the words he said to the media, and the editor-in-chief faintly described Li Xianfeng as a villain.

"Nope! That's not what I want to say! Qiao Yuan found the editor-in-chief with the publication and questioned loudly, but the editor-in-chief only persuaded him to calm down, and then invited Qiao Yuan out of the office, not even willing to explain.

"Qiao Yuan, you must know that only articles with explosive points can we sell well." A senior looked at Qiao Yuan's dejected appearance and gave kind advice.

"But that shouldn't be nonsense, we media people should have our own ethics." Qiao Yuan asked rhetorically.

"Hey, you're still too young." The senior smiled helplessly, as if he remembered that when he first entered the industry, he seemed to be the same as Qiao Yuan, but the pressure of time and life made him what he is now.

"I'm going to find a way. I'm going to figure something out. Qiao Yuan kept muttering in a low voice.

"This Li Xianfeng is a little too arrogant, and he is just breaking a national record."

"That's right, look at what he said, and his disdainful look, no wonder even Yang Wu doesn't pay attention to him anymore." This is the evaluation of Li Xianfeng by the vast majority of people after getting the sports weekly report, but there are also a small number of young people who don't see it that way.

"Li Xianfeng is really handsome! Especially the sneering huh! And we're about the same age! I'm a fan of him now! "A little girl in high school has become a brain-dead fan of Li Xianfeng.

"Oh, so arrogant, I like it! If you do make it to the final of the Olympics, it proves that we are the same. This is the attitude of a rebellious young man in his early 20s towards Lee Hsien Fung.

As for the track and field center, Director Qian seems to be used to it, since the last incident of Director Huang, he has offered Li Xianfeng as a bodhisattva, and this incident is no exception, neither expressing support for Li Xianfeng nor criticizing him.

As for Li Xianfeng, who is now in Athens for final preparatory training, he doesn't know that he has inexplicably gained a small number of fans and a large number of melon-eating people who are ready to watch his jokes.

"This one looks so handsome!" Pei Xiaoxiao looked at Li Xianfeng, who was wearing a uniform suit for the opening ceremony, and he couldn't see it in his training uniform, but as soon as this suit was put on, coupled with Li Xianfeng's somewhat cold personality, he suddenly became a mature and cold handsome guy.

"Yes, young people are different." Yuan Cheng was also invited to participate in the opening ceremony of the Athens Olympics as a coach, but when he was older, he wore a suit and didn't look as energetic as Li Xianfeng.

"Coach, the opening ceremony still needs to be rehearsed, otherwise I won't go." Li Xianfeng took off his suit, although he also wanted to participate in the opening ceremony, but the opening ceremony took up his afternoon training time, which made Li Xianfeng very entangled.

"Don't be, Liu Haijian has clearly pushed the task of this opening ceremony, if you don't go, our sprint team doesn't even have a representative, besides, you have done a good job in recovering training these days, and this afternoon should be relaxed."

Yuan Cheng rejected Li Xianfeng's proposal, in fact, at this time, training is also a psychological comfort, Li Xianfeng's physical state is fine, the only thing that worries Yuan Cheng is whether Li Xianfeng will be a little nervous, so participating in the opening ceremony rehearsal can also be regarded as a way to let Li Xianfeng relax.

"Okay." Li Xianfeng nodded.

"Tomorrow's opening ceremony, we are the 21st country to appear, and we are also the first large team with more than 400 people, so our team is extremely neat and tidy, and we must reflect the spirit of our Chinese people!" The person in charge of the opening ceremony first talked about a bunch of precautions before starting the formal rehearsal.

"Yao Ming! Really high! Yao Ming, as a banner figure in the Chinese sports world, coupled with his height, makes Li Xianfeng recognize him at a glance, and he is actually a fan of Yao Ming in his previous life.

"Liu Xiang, you stand here." are also representatives of the track and field team, Liu Xiang and Li Xianfeng are naturally in the same area, and the person in charge saw that Li Xianfeng and Liu Xiang were not bad, and wanted to arrange them together, so that if there is a close-up, it can also reflect the demeanor of Chinese athletes.

"Hello Brother Xiang." Li Xianfeng took the initiative to say hello to Liu Xiang, as a representative of the yellow race in the track and field, Liu Xiang has always been the object of Li Xianfeng's admiration, especially in this life, he has also become an athlete and participated in international competitions, and he can feel how great Liu Xiang as a yellow person can beat so many blacks and create a world record.

But Liu Xiang has always been training or competing abroad, and rarely returns to the national training base in Beijing, and Li Xianfeng has never had a good opportunity to know Liu Xiang, and now it is a good opportunity, Li Xianfeng will not let it go.

"Hello, you're Li Xianfeng." Liu Xiang smiled and said kindly.

"Brother Xiang, do you know me?" Li Xianfeng was a little surprised, he didn't expect Liu Xiang to know him.

"Of course, I always hear Cheng Xiang mention you, saying that you are a genius who has not been able to run in China for a hundred years, and my coach has also seen your competition and said that your future is limitless." Liu Xiang said seriously.

"No, if you talk about talent, your brother Xiang is the best." These words are not compliments, but Li Xianfeng's sincere words.

"Haha, let's stop praising each other here, the coach should be unhappy for a while." Liu Xiang motioned to Li Xianfeng to look at the coach's expression, and sure enough, the coach in charge of the rehearsal of the opening ceremony was looking at them with a serious face.

"Liu Xiang, in Athens you will be the pride of the yellow race." When he said this, Li Xianfeng's volume was very low, very low.

"What did you say?" Liu Xiang seemed to hear Li Xianfeng calling his name.

"Nothing." Li Xianfeng gave Liu Xiang a bright smile.