My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

At the World Swimming Championships, the cheers were deafening, and in the audience, the Chinese people spontaneously shouted a name.

"Yuwen listen!"

"Yuwen listen!"

"Yuwen listen!"

A swimmer from the East broke two personal world records in the women's 50-meter and 100-meter freestyle, and his women's team won almost all the gold medals in the relay races.

Yuwen Ting is the undefeated myth in the domestic sports world.

"Thanks."

She stood on the podium and only said these two words, in Mandarin, and then she said nothing. She raised her head and watched the five-star red flag rising. All the Chinese in the audience were silent, listening to the national anthem echoing in their ears.

The country and glory are with her.

After the national anthem ended, she kissed the gold medal and walked off the podium.

In the audience, there was endless applause and cheers.

Liu Chong was sitting in the VIP seat with the best view. Looking at the five-star red flag, he felt a sense of pride. He sincerely praised: "Your little fairy is so amazing. She broke two freestyle records."

Su Wen wore a baseball cap with the national flag printed on it, and two Q-version Yuwen stickers on the mask. He was so proud that his eyebrows almost flew up: "Of course, I don't care who owns it." He stretched out his arms. He scratched his neck and looked at the direction in which Yuwen Ting was exiting. He was very proud and said, "How can my Ting Ting be so good?"

Oh, my tail is going to go up to the sky.

Liu Chong got amused and deliberately joked: "Our swimsuits in Greater China are pretty good." He glanced over and over. It had to be said that among the many girls on the national swimming team, Yuwen Ting's appearance and figure were the ones that stood out the most. , no wonder Yuwen has so many male fans, look at that figure...

The cold knives in Su Wen's eyes flew over: "If you look around again, I'll dig out your eyeballs."

Hehe, Liu Chong is confident and loves to make things difficult for this old man: "There are 3,500 pairs of eyes in this museum. If you have the guts, dig them out one by one."

Su Wen had a vixen-like face and a beguiling smile: "This month's bonus will be deducted."

Liu Chong: "..."

He has never seen anyone more vicious than Su Wen. Rich people cannot be offended.

"Su, Su asked?"

It was a sports reporter with a sharp eye who caught Su Wen.

Without even raising his head, Su Wen touched the upper lip of the mask and put a Yuwenting Q-version sticker on it. He couldn't put it down and touched it over and over again without blushing or denying it without a beating heart: "I'm not."

Apart from Su Wen, who else could have such charming eyes like those of a fairy?

The female reporter was absolutely certain: "You are Su Wen!"

Su Wen pushed his hat down and didn't bother to care.

A sudden appearance of a traffic superstar at the swimming championships, an exclusive hot spot! The female reporter was so happy that she would not miss this opportunity and quickly stepped forward and asked three questions.

"Are you here to watch the swimming competition?"

"Do you like swimming too?"

“Which athlete do you support?”

Su Wen looked up.

The female reporter knew who he supported when she saw the sticker on his mask.

"Get out of here." He frowned, his eyes sharpened a lot, and he was very impatient, "You're blocking my view."

"..."

This temper was not Su Wen's.

Rumors about him being a big name have been circulating for a day or two, but what can be done? He is indeed a big name. As long as the reports about him are reported, the number of clicks will explode. Friends in the media love and hate him.

A father you can't afford to mess with.

The female reporter had no choice but to get up silently, hid behind, and secretly took two photos.

Yu Wenting had already left the field, and there was no match for her later. Su Wen was not interested. After watching for a few minutes, he couldn't sit still and stood up to leave.

Liu Chong immediately asked: "Where are you going?"

"Look for it." Su Wen was absent-minded and focused on Yuwen Ting.

"Can you get in?"

This is a championship!

Su Wen kicked Liu Chong's foot out of the way: "Is there any place I can't go to?"

What is this guy's background?

Liu Chong only knew that Su Wen had a great father, but he didn't expect that he would be able to reach the championship. He calmly said: "Don't wander around. You are a public figure. If you are randomly photographed, reporters can make up their mind." Come out with a TV series."

Su Wen didn't bother to pay attention to him. He took out a card from his pocket, dangled his finger on the rope twice, and went directly to the athletes' rest area.

Work permit for the World Championships...

Liu Chong: "..."

This is dad!

There was no one in the corridor of the lounge. Coach Yang Xi walked in front, answered a phone call, and stopped: "Listen, you go change clothes first. There is something wrong with Raorao. I'll go over and take a look."

Yang Xi is over 40 years old and was born as an athlete. After retiring, he became a coach for the national team.

"Yeah." Yuwen nodded.

Yang Xi ran and dialed the phone. Behind her, Yuwen Ting walked slower and slower. She lowered her head and took off her swimming cap. The ends of her hair were still dripping with water. She was wearing a white quick-drying bath towel and holding the edge with one hand. The horns and exposed fingers turned white.

In the corridor, people coming and going greeted her, including the players and backcourt staff.

"congratulations."

"Congratulations."

"..."

She couldn't hear or see clearly, and big beads of cold sweat rolled down her forehead drop by drop. She walked slower and slower, dragging her steps as if she had been filled with heavy lead. She swayed for a while, and her whole body moved towards Planted behind.

A hand caught her.

"Listen!"

What a familiar voice.

She opened her eyes with difficulty. The light above her head was dazzling. She squinted and looked carefully. The outline in her eyes was a little blurry. She was not sure: "Is it Su Wen?"

Except on TV, she had only met him a few times, but for some reason, she recognized his eyebrows, eyes, mouth, and outline so clearly.

Su Wen panicked and sat on the ground holding her in his arms. The hand on her shoulder was shaking violently: "It's me. Listen, what's wrong with you?"

She couldn't open her eyes, she frowned tightly, her forehead was covered with sweat, her eyelashes were trembling slightly like wet butterfly wings, and her lips were white without any blood.

"Su Wen," she raised her hand, pressed her right shoulder, and murmured drowsily, "Su Wen, I hurt..."

She said it hurt.

Su Wen was going crazy: "Listen!"

"Listen!"

"Someone, come quickly!"

"Listen..."

Her eyelids were heavy and she was in a trance. There was a ringing in her ears, calling her name. She opened her eyes with difficulty. In the dazzling white light, there was a face with blurred outlines.

Such a familiar face, as if I had seen it in a dream.

At that time, it was April and May, the flowering season of the camphor trees. She had already joined the national team. She only had a name in the school and rarely went.

Because the exercise is very intense, she is always late.

At the entrance of No. 1 Middle School, for half an hour after morning reading starts every day, people from the school discipline committee are always there to catch students who are late, which is very annoying.

She was an athlete. She took off several times and easily jumped onto the wall. She threw her schoolbag down, and then she discovered that someone was sitting under the camphor tree five meters away.

She is a girl, wearing thick glasses and having a student's hair.

She put her finger to her lips: "Shh."

The girl didn't make a sound, and still leaned against the tree trunk, looking at her leisurely.

She sat quietly on the wall for a few seconds, then stood up, spread her hands, jumped and kicked her legs on the narrow wall, turned 180 degrees, then somersaulted, and finally landed with her feet together.

The gymnastic movements should have been completed in one go, but when he landed on the ground, he stepped on a stone and staggered a little. This is a major mistake. In international competitions, 0.5 points will be deducted.

Wiping a handful of dust on her school uniform, she picked up her schoolbag and asked the girl under the tree: "Are you the disciplinary committee member on inspection?"

The other party was silent.

At this time, there are usually people from the school's Discipline Inspection Committee patrolling under the wall. She thought that this girl must be it. She walked over and discussed with the girl: "Just now, I performed gymnastics, can you not remember my name?"

She is considered a semi-celebrity at school, and it would be very troublesome if she was given a demerit for being late.

The other party remained silent, neither saying yes nor saying no.

She thought for a while: "Can I do another split for you?"

After saying that, she split a standard one-piece horse.

The girl smiled and stood up from under the tree. At the age of fourteen, she had grown to 1.65 meters. The girl was taller than her. The earthy blue school uniform looked particularly pleasing to the eye on her.

The girl took out her mobile phone from her school uniform pocket, edited a line of text, and showed it to her.

"I'm not the Discipline Inspection Commission."

Only then could I see the girl's face clearly. The lenses were very thick, and the bangs were also very thick. Half of her face was blocked, only her lips and chin were exposed, and her skin was very white.

She looked at her in surprise: "Don't you know how to speak?"

The girl turned and left.

She thought her words might have hurt someone.

But within a moment, the girl came back and typed another line on her phone: "What's your name?"

"Yuwen listens." After she finished speaking, she asked, "What about you?"

The girl pressed the button very quickly: "I'll tell you next time I see you."

That year, Yuwen Ting was fourteen years old and had been in the national team for a while. She was studying in Experiment 1. In April and May, Fangfei met a girl who couldn't speak.

Hospital emergency room.

"Doctor, how is she?"

The speaker was Yang Xi, Yuwen’s coach.

The blond female doctor put away her stethoscope and looked at the patient's pupils with a flashlight: "The shoulder injury is very serious. The problem should have occurred during the game. After high-intensity exercise, the pain increased sharply and caused fainting."

Yang Xi said: "It's shoulder pinch syndrome."

Yu Wenting was diagnosed with shoulder pinch syndrome three years ago. The symptoms were very mild at the time. However, in the past two years, more and more competitions and trainings have made the shoulder unbearable and it has become more serious.

Yuwen Ting was lying on the hospital bed, muttering unconsciously.

Su Wen squatted beside the bed, wearing a mask and revealing his eyes. His pupils were full of anxiety and panic: "Quickly give her pain relief." He shouted to the female doctor, "Did you hear her shouting that it hurts!"

"Analgesics have been injected, but," the female doctor hesitated, "the situation is not good."

Yang Xi frowned and asked, "Will it affect her swimming?"

Swimming requires a lot of shoulder strength, which is why Yuwenting suffered from shoulder pinch syndrome. If the condition is not controlled, her sports career may be over.

"The specific situation needs to be carefully inspected."

"She is an athlete, there can be no mistakes." Yang Xi asked, "Doctor, please worry."

The female doctor nodded, called the nurse, and arranged for the patient to be examined.

Yang Xi then had time and looked at the man guarding the hospital bed: "I'm sorry, who are you?"

He stood up, wearing sportswear, and his aura was natural: "Are you the coach?" His eyes were a little slender, with such a charming shape, but there was no trace of femininity. When they rose slightly, they were stern and sharp, " She is in so much pain, why do you still let her compete? Is there no one else on your national swimming team besides her?"

Yang Xi had nothing to say, and Yuwen Ting even hid it from her, the coach.

"This is about our swimming team." Not wanting to say more, she looked at the other person and asked, "Are you a friend who wants to listen?"

Su asked and said, "Fans."

"..."

A fan actually came with the ambulance.

Yang Xi's face turned cold: "Please get out."

Instead of leaving, Su Wen pulled up a chair and sat down, throwing his hat on the table: "I only listen to Yuwen."

Are fans so arrogant now?

Yang Xi dialed the phone directly: "Xiao Bin, come here, there is a——"

The words are not finished yet.

Su Wen had already taken off his mask and raised his chin towards Yang Xi: "Do you recognize my face?"

Yang Xi was stunned.

I recognize him, why don't I recognize him, the domestic first-tier superstar, but how did he become a fan of Yuwen Ting?

Su Wen looked like a scoundrel who was willing to accept everyone's wishes, and put the Yuwen Tingting sticker on his mask in front of his sportswear: "You can just ask someone to come, I don't mind being on the entertainment headlines with Tingting."

Yang Xi: "..."

What about the artistic ethics of A-list superstars? Have you fed the dog?

Yuwen listened in the hospital bed, feeling groggy and not yet awake. She had a big dream and returned to the campus surrounded by camphor trees.

boom!

The classroom door was suddenly pushed open, and the girl who was sleeping at her desk raised her head and looked back.

It's her.

Yuwen Ting looked around and saw that there was no one else in the classroom, and asked the girl, "Can you let me hide for a while?"

She neither nodded nor shook her head.

Outside the classroom, a young man's voice came from not far away. During the period of voice change, his voice was very thick.

"Where are the people?"

"I saw him running here."

The voices of the two young men got closer and closer.

The girl's seat was by the window, and there was a blind spot under her desk. Yuwen Ting locked the classroom door and walked over: "It'll only take a minute."

After saying that, she squatted next to the girl's legs, fearing that people outside the window could see her, and moved a little further into the desk.

The girl's eyes widened.

At this time, outside the classroom, a young man with yellow hair dressed very socially was lying in front of the window and said to her: "Did you see Yuwen listen?"

Yuwen Ting is a celebrity in No. 1 Middle School, and almost everyone doesn't recognize her.

The girl didn't answer and lowered her head.

Xiao Huangmao became impatient: "Speak!"

Xiao Huangmao's follower Xiao Brownmao said: "Boss, this woman can't speak."

"Fuck, he's actually mute."

Xiao Huangmao scanned around the classroom and found no one, so he left.

After the voices were far away, Yuwen Ting came out from under the desk, straightened his hair that had been messed up by the desk, and said to the girl, "Thank you."

Her face turned red, her head lowered, her thick lenses resting on the bridge of her nose, and she remained silent.

"What's your name?" Yuwen Ting sat down next to her, "Last time you said you would tell me next time we meet."

Her face was very red, her ears were also red, and her eyes were covered by thick bangs.

On the desk, there is her textbook.

Yuwen Ting opened the textbook, and on the first page of the textbook there were three big characters written in a flying pattern.

"Su Cuicui?"

Su Cuicui: "..."

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