World Champion Pretending to Be a Passerby, Beaten by Me at the Age of Sixteen

State Sports General Administration, Headquarters of Table Tennis Association.

"Where is Zhang Yuan now?"

"Cangzhou."

Cangzhou and Shangjing are not far away, and the whole journey is about two hundred kilometers.

Self-driving on the highway, including more than 20 traffic lights up and down all the way, takes about three hours.

Liu Zhenliang pondered for a moment.

He opened his mouth and said, "You can call Zhang Yuan now and ask him to get the contact information of that young man. I will set out for a trip to Cangzhou now!!"

"Coach Liu, do you, do you go in person?" Coach Wei Chuan looked surprised.

"Such a good seedling, now that I have found it, how can I let it go!" Liu Zhenliang laughed, picked up his coat from the side, and walked outside in a stride.

After a while.

A high-horsepower black off-road vehicle roared in the yard and rushed out.

The fat coach stood by the window, watching the car's taillight disappear from the field of vision.

He quickly took out his cell phone and dialed Zhang Yuan's number.

...

When the mobile phone rang, Zhang Yuan was ‘being kind and difficult’ to take a photo with Coach Zhou’s autograph.

There was a forced smile on his face, and he had long wanted to escape from this place right away.

It's just that I haven't found a suitable opportunity.

At this moment, the phone buzzed and vibrated.

Zhang Yuan is like seeing a life-saving straw.

He smiled apologetically at Coach Zhou, and quickly took out his mobile phone.

After seeing "Coach Ma Kuan" on the caller ID, he was surprised.

What is he looking for himself for?

After a second, Zhang Yuan answered the call.

"Hello? Coach Horse!"

"What? Director Liu just saw the live broadcast? He is rushing to Cangzhou?!"

"That... he's not angry, right?"

"That's good, that's good."

"Well, well, I know."

"Coach Horse, I'm going to talk to him now!"

"Don't worry, I know it!"

With a snap, Zhang Yuan hung up the phone.

He took a deep breath.

Looking at the helpless teenager who was being wrapped up by the girl, he was just about to walk over.

After a pause, I remembered something.

Turning his head, he beckoned to the assistant.

"Brother Yuan!"

The little assistant ran over with the phone.

Zhang Yuan showed a signature smile to the camera of the phone, and said, "Well, today's live broadcast will stop here for the time being! I'll talk to you when I have time!!"

The voice fell to the ground.

Zhang Yuan raised his eyelids.

The little assistant winked, and immediately shut down the live broadcast sensibly.

Seeing the assistant put the phone away, Zhang Yuan nodded.

He moved his gaze to Su Zhe behind, and walked over.

"Brother, what do you want to eat when you go home at night? I will cook and reward you myself!!"

Mu Fei blinked and blinked with big beautiful eyes, tilted her head, and smiled with two small tiger teeth.

"You cook? Are you rewarding me or punishing me?!"

"The last dark cooking made me and Uncle Mu had a stomachache for two days..."

"Forget it, look at you, do you want to eat sweet and sour pork ribs again? Let me cook."

Su Zhe gave the girl angrily.

"Hehe." Mu Fei's face showed a tricky little fox smile.

"I knew it, my brother was the best to me!!"

"Then I will pack things up, and we will go to the market to buy fresh ribs soon!!"

With that said, Mu Fei bounced around, shaking her two long white and thin legs, and walked towards the lounge.

Seeing the little girl's back, Su Zhe's eyes showed a touch of pampering.

Withdraw his gaze, seeing the world champion Zhang Yuan and Su Zhe who had already walked in front of him, he was slightly taken aback.

For Zhang Yuan, Su Zhe's perception is not good or bad.

After all, the two are still in the stranger stage where they meet.

If it's just the game just now, then Su Zhe must be most grateful to him.

Without him, his system would not know that the year of the monkey can only harvest so many emotional activations.

"By the way, don't you know what your name is?"

Zhang Yuan was the first to speak.

Unlike Su Zhe, who has no fluctuating emotions, Zhang Yuan's mood is much more complicated.

"Su Zhe." Su Zhe replied briefly.

Zhang Yuan nodded.

After being silent for two seconds, he said: "You play very well with the ball, haven't you thought about playing professionally?"

"Professional?" Su Zhe smiled suddenly, "Forgot to introduce myself. I am a member of the Cangzhou City Table Tennis Team."

Hearing that Su Zhe intends to take a career path, Zhang Yuan was relieved at first, but soon, a strange look appeared on his face.

He was a little speechless, "Your strength... it would be too awkward to stay in the city team!"

Su Zhe smiled: "I really want to go up, so I signed up for the provincial team trials last week."

"..." Zhang Yuan.

An ordinary table tennis player, if he wants to go professional, it is indeed such a process.

You must first enter the city team, and after the city team comes to the fore, get the place for the provincial team selection.

Entering the provincial team, you have to face more fierce competition, step by step towards the National Youth Team, the National Second Team, and the National First Team.

This process is long and cruel.

How many athletes have played in the provincial team for a lifetime and have no chance to enter the national team until they retire.

If Su Zhe was just an ordinary athlete, Zhang Yuan would not have such a strong feeling of aggrieved for him.

But just now, he personally felt Su Zhe's strength.

In his heart, Su Zhe is a monster with a more perverted talent than himself, a genius!

Although gold will shine someday, genius will not be easily buried.

But this time is too precious for athletes.

Every athlete's career is short.

Let alone a year, even a month can't afford to delay.

If Su Zhe can reduce the transition from the city team to the provincial team, enter the national team early.

The achievements he has created are absolutely unimaginable.

Thought of this.

Zhang Yuan couldn't help but feel sorry.

Impulsively, he blurted out and asked: "Su Zhe, are you interested in coming to the national team?"

Su Zhe was startled, "Can you call the shots?"

Zhang Yuan was dumbfounded by Su Zhe's rhetorical question.

"I don't have this right..." Zhang Yuan shook his head.

"But." He changed his words and smiled again: "I just received a call. The head coach of the national team, Director Liu, is driving towards Cangzhou..."

"Oh." Su Zhe responded.

At this moment.

Mu Fei also packed her backpack and walked out of the lounge.

"Brother, are you okay? We still have to go to the market, there are no ribs late!!"

"right away!"

Seeing Su Zhe walk to the table, put away Mu Fei's racket, and prepare to leave.

Zhang Yuan quickly followed, "Su Zhe, can you give me your contact information?"

"Yeah, good." Su Zhe reported his mobile phone number while loading the racket.

Zhang Yuan dialed the number on the spot, and after hearing the ringing in Su Zhe's pocket, he smiled and hung up the phone.

While saving the contact, he copied the number and sent it to Liu Zhenliang.

"I hope I can see you in the national team next time!!" Zhang Yuan shouted.

"National team?" Mu Fei raised her ears, and took Su Zhe's hand in surprise, "Brother, are you going to join the national team?"

"The horoscope hasn't been written yet." Su Zhe shook his head and smiled.

"You won even the world championship, isn't it reasonable to join the national team." Xiao Nizi wrinkled her cute little nose.

A pretty face was attached to my brother's arm, "Brother, if you represent the country in the future, I will definitely go to the scene to cheer for you!!"

Su Zhe smiled and said: "You work hard and train hard, it would not be better to join the national team with me in the future."

Mu Fei waved her hand, "Hey! Your sister, I have a few kilograms and a few taels, I still know it! Me, I will be able to eat and die next to my brother in the future, I will be satisfied..."

Su Zhe smiled and cursed: "No ambition!"

"Who do you think does not have a big mole on the chest? I obviously have..."

"Um?"

Mu Fei blushed, "Hey, let's not talk about it, it's boring."

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