Seeing that the summer vacation is coming to an end, the brothers and sisters Kong Jun and Kong Ting have no intention of going to school yet. Kong Jun is not in a hurry, his college life is okay anyway, the courses of Ou Medical Sanben College are not too difficult, and they are very suitable for him. No one will be dissatisfied except the patient who led him to anesthetize.
And Kong Ting is pure weariness of learning. It stands to reason that she should have gone back to school by now, but Ou Shun County Middle School and Eighteenth Middle School have the same virtue. The senior three students also have ten days off first, 40 days in the middle school, and ten days off at the end. So in the last few days, she didn't want to go to school, and could only stay with her bed at home for the rest of her life; at the same time, she happened to pay attention to her favorite second brother.
"What are you doing" Xiao Tingting looked irritated.
Kong Jun was shirtless, sitting in his small room on the balcony, with a small table on the bed. Since Lao Kong came out of the mountain again, this notebook that he used to code words but was abandoned because of being an outrageous eunuch has been occupied by Kong Jun for a long time.
Kong Jun flipped through the webpage, but after searching for a long time, except for the news about Jiang Sen's 100-meter round trip and the 1,500-meter crossing the line, he couldn't find any news related to long jump and javelin. At a glance, no matter where, there are overwhelming reports about Xiang Feiren's upcoming 110-meter hurdles final tonight. It seems that it is also possible that these news drowned out the news of other athletes? But the problem is, the news about the bronze medal in the women's hammer throw competition obviously appeared on the homepage of a certain goose king's portal?
Could it be that Jiang Sen's performance was so bad that the media were too embarrassed to speak?
Kong Jun couldn't help wondering: "Will the grades be worse?"
"Should we broadcast the poor grades? Why is there no movement at all?" Kong Ting couldn't help becoming more irritable, "Second brother still has a javelin competition this morning, you can look again."
"What about your own?"
"It's poisoned, and I can't even turn it on."
"Poisoned? Eh~~~ What are you doing?" Kong Jun suddenly showed a wretched smile.
"Get out!" Seeing her brother's expression, Kong Ting immediately became furious and said, "It's not what you think!"
"What am I thinking?"
"You know what you think! You're nasty!"
"???"
On the penultimate day of the World Championships, the news that Jiang Sen won the long jump and broke the Asian record, becoming the first men's world champion in Chinese track and field history, seemed to be inexplicably delayed on the land of Osaka.
Even at noon, when the CCTV sports channel reported the noon news, the news of Johnson's victory was strangely not broadcast. By the way, the news that he broke into the final of the javelin competition seemed to be ignored as a matter of course.
No one mentioned it in the media, and naturally there was no lively discussion on the Internet or offline. Except for those who have a close relationship with Johnson and the direct stakeholders, they don't even think about it at all.
Here in Dong'ou City, apart from the brothers and sisters Kong Jun and Kong Ting, as well as Jiang Sen's fans, Zhou Naixun, Chen Jianping, Meng Qingbiao, and some other local leaders who are not low-ranking have always been quietly Pay close attention to the news of Johnson.
It's just that in the past few days since Johnson was eliminated in the 1,500-meter race, the gap in the promotion of Johnson in the Osaka World Championships was too long. Somewhat unusual smell. But they are only local leaders after all, even if they are curious, they will not really ask rashly. Even Chen Jianping, who is now in charge of Dong'ou City's sports work, always maintains an attitude as if he doesn't know anything.
After handing over Johnson to the country, it seems that it has nothing to do with the locality.
Therefore, Meng Qingbiao, who is even more anxious, works every day, just jumping and jumping.
It was past 12 noon in Dongou City, and after the sports news ended, it was already 1:30 pm in Osaka. Half a day later, domestically, expectations for Xiangfei's game tonight began to rise gradually like the temperature.
As for Osaka, it's almost the same.
After eating lunch at noon, Jiang Sen continued to code until 3:30, then went downstairs to have some snacks, and did an hour of strength training by the way. Seeing Da Shi who had been eliminated in the gym, Da Shi was obviously absent-minded, and several other teammates also seemed preoccupied and did not devote themselves to training. It stands to reason that Xiangfei people's performance has nothing to do with them directly, but when he was in this team, Jiang Sen could really feel the tension of pinning his hopes on his teammates.
&Aim at Xiangfei for a long time.
"Here we come! We come!" A group of people in Qingshan Internet Cafe called out in surprise.
Jiang Sen felt the unusually fiery atmosphere at the scene, and suddenly realized that in the little devil's heart, the Xiangfei people are like superstars, right? The pride of the yellow race
? In 2008, the Xiangfei people fell so hard after their defeat. Objectively speaking, there must be this reason.
He went too high and seemed too fast¡ªat least in the eyes of the outside world.
Falling from such a high place, which one can withstand the fall?
Not to mention, there are rhythmic idiots, and even some black hands outside the border
?U.S. imperialism dismembers the national cultural symbols of other countries, and it really does not hold back at all.
Xiangfei people, system, Chinese medicine
Seemingly irrelevant, but the goal is always the same.
Cut off the cultural identity between people, keep social groups in a state of tearing, and incite the emotions of idiots, and then they can hold high the banner of human rights, do whatever they want to do, and interfere with whatever they want affairs.
So is the reputation of Xiangfei people important?
To put it mildly, personal honor and disgrace are nothing to worry about.
But what about going big?
Today Chinese people can attack an Olympic failed athlete like that, tomorrow some people will be able to incite more people to attack all important figures in Chinese history and even contemporary history.
Going further down, it is to deny history, deny the legitimacy of the ruling party, and deny China's socialist system. In the end, the thoughts of the country are chaotic, and the ending is based on the former Maozi.
This is peaceful evolution.
From a little bit, a little bit, quietly, it will kill you.
Jiang Sen looked at the Xiangfei people who were cheered by the crowd, and slowly, he didn't want to sleep anymore.
"Jiang Sen." Lao Miao called him with a smile, "What do you think?"
Jiang Sen pondered for a moment, his eyes suddenly brightened, "Big man, it should be so!"
Lao Miao said: "Then practice hard."
"My day, don't you hear who I'm imitating?"
"who?"
"Abang!"
"Who is Abang?"
"You step back, I don't want to chat with illiterates."
"Hey~ okay~"
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