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Zheng Peiwen knew a lot of people in the base because of her father Zheng Ye's relationship, and she took Gong Ji and Hua Fei to enter the swimming pool easily, and no one stopped her at all.

However, it is a pity that she did not see the prodigal son Tao that Hua Fei wanted to see, and Zheng Peiwen felt a little regretful in her heart.

"Gong Ji, didn't you say that you are a very good swimmer, do you dare to go down and compete with professional swimmers?"

It just so happens that among the swimmers who are training, Zheng Peiwen knows one person, and knows that his strength is still very strong, but he is only slightly weaker than the prodigal son. Didn't Gong Guitar just boast that he would be good at swimming? Then find someone, teach him a lesson, and kill his sharpness.

"Aren't we going to eat? I have an empty stomach, I don't have the strength to swim! It's faster, and I don't have swimming trunks, I can't swim!" Miyayoshi shook his head, how did he become swimming, when he said that he was going to eat?

"I'll give you a Snickers to nibble on and give you a belly! Swim trunks, you don't have to worry, there are all kinds of brand new swim trunks here. Gong Ji, you shouldn't be bragging, are you? Or are you afraid of being embarrassed?" Zheng Peiwen didn't give Gong Ji any excuse to shirk, she really thought about everything, and stuffed Gong Ji with a Snickers very intimately.

"I'm bragging? I've never bragging, but people don't necessarily have the skills to compare with me, right? Besides, I'm also worried, if I swim fast and it hurts their confidence and affects future competitions, it won't be good! Since the prodigal son Tao is not here, why don't we go to dinner first!"

Miyayoshi really doesn't want to go into the water at this time, it's not interesting to compare with these people, and there is no reward for winning.

"Why don't you have kung fu? Gong Ji, you wait here, I'll go over and tell them! Gong Ji, if you are a man, don't leave!" Zheng Peiwen made up her mind to expose the cowhide of Gong Guitar, and she had to make a fool of Gong Guitar. didn't wait for Miyayoshi to agree, and walked directly towards the pool.

Zheng Peiwen admits that Gong Guitar is very fast when running on land, and even He Boming is not his opponent. But on the water, Gong Guitar may not be comparable to a professional swimmer.

"Uh......" Gong Ji didn't have time to say anything, Zheng Peiwen had already walked away.

"Gong Ji, did you offend Sister Pei Wen? I feel like she has a lot of resentment towards you?" Hua Fei had wanted to ask this question for a long time, until Zheng Peiwen walked away, and seized the opportunity to ask Gong Guitar.

"Ahem, this is an accident...... Gong Ji smiled helplessly, and quickly and simply told Hua Fei the reason for the incident.

As a result, after Hua Fei understood the situation, he rolled his eyes and gave Gong Guitar two words: "You deserve it!"

Let Gong Guitar fool people everywhere, now something has happened, right? No wonder Zheng Peiwen is full of resentment towards Gong Ji, this is indeed hatred.

"Then on the plane, Peter Pan has been practicing leg press there, could it be your attention again?" Hua Fei suddenly remembered something, on the way to Kyoto, he saw He Boming He had been practicing leg pressing, doing some strange stretching movements, and it was very likely that it was a masterpiece from Gong Guitar.

"Ahem! I really didn't fool about this, he took the initiative to do it, it was useless for me to explain, it really has nothing to do with me!" When it came to this, Gong Ji couldn't cry or laugh, and he was very anxious about He Boming's IQ. Leg press can improve sprinting micro-exercises, so he really believes it, and he can't explain it clearly, he thinks it is, and he also contacts the leg press every day and month.

In fact, it is not strange for He Boming to practice leg press on the plane, listening to Zheng Peiwen's complaints on the plane, Gong Ji also knew that He Boming also practiced in bed last night, and he didn't know until he fell asleep, but the leg almost couldn't close the next day. At present, He Boming's state is like a martial artist who has gone mad in practice, completely immersed in his own world. Such a person can't be crazy if he doesn't go crazy.

"Is that you? Did you say you were going to challenge me Brother Tao? Boy, where did you get your confidence? With you? hehe!"

At this time, Zheng Peiwen walked towards Gong Ji with a tall and strong young man, who was wearing only a pair of swimming trunks, and his body was still wet, obviously just coming out of the pool. He stared at Miyayoshi with a sneer in his eyes with contempt.

"Hmm, what's the problem, who are you?" Miyayoshi felt that the person opposite him was menacing, with two pectoral muscles like steel plates on his chest, and bronzed skin, which looked very strong. This swimmer, with a strong, inverted triangular pectoral muscles and gibbon-like hands in the upper body, is a good swimmer from the point of view of his body. It's just that this person is ugly, and he definitely won't be the legendary prodigal Tao.

"What's the problem? Hmph! My name is Huang Quan, and the prodigal son Tao is my senior brother! If you want to challenge my senior brother, then you have to pass my level first! You go to change your clothes, and come to the pool in ten minutes, I want to see what qualifications you have to challenge my senior brother! I'll wait for you! If it's a man, don't cower! Don't say that I bullied you, what if I let you go into the water for three seconds first? Do you dare to come?" The gibbon's head was raised, and he looked at Miyayoshi's contemptuous eyes even more.

Gibbon Huang Quan dared to talk to Gong Ji like this, because he had just received Gong Ji's information from Zheng Peiwen, and he knew that Gong Ji was brought by Zheng Ye to participate in the 100-meter sprint trials, and he was not a swimmer at all, so he was even more polite to speak.

However, seeing that the beauty next to Miyayoshi is really beautiful, the male hormones are instantly surging up crazily, hoping to win the attention of the beauty. Whether it is to help Zheng Peiwen or attract the attention of beautiful women, Huang Quan will not show mercy this time, and it will not be a problem to throw off the palace guitar for ten meters on the pool.

"Hehe! Since this senior brother has said everything about this, then I can't back down!"

It seems that he can't hide, and Miyayoshi can only see the strength of the Chinese national swimming team. There is Lu Yi's memory, except for the fact that Gong Guitar has not swam in the water for a long time, the others are really not empty at all. If it is against the prodigal son, it may not be possible to be sure, but if you want to teach a weaker athlete like Huang Quan a lesson, it is no problem at all.

Zheng Peiwen was afraid that Gong Guitar would return, so she couldn't wait to take Gong Guitar to the locker room, help him find suitable swimming trunks, and push him onto the starting platform of the swimming pool.

However, things are always so coincidental, at this time, Huang Quan and his coach came back, and shouted from afar: "What are you guys doing? I'll just go out to smoke a cigarette, and you all climb up to rest? Everyone listens to the order, all of them have it, do a simulation game again! Hurry! Hurry up!"

Huang Quan and Miyayoshi's one-on-one battle has not yet begun, but it is interrupted by the return of the vicious coach.

As soon as Huang Quan and the other athletes heard the coach's roar, they instantly shivered as if a mouse saw a cat, and they all shivered and boarded the starting platform.

Gong Ji, who had already been preparing on the starting platform, looked confused, couldn't figure out what the situation was, and turned his head to look at Huang Quan next to him.

"Go on! This won't affect our game!Listen to the coach's whistle!" Huang Quan seemed to know what Miyayoshi wanted to ask, and he took the initiative to say it first.

Although the situation has changed, it is more fair to have the coach to decree it.

"......" Miyayoshi was speechless for a while, and now there is a more important question, that is, how many meters does this compare to? 200 or 400?

Don't say anything clearly, just get started?