"The Chinese men's basketball team defeated Angola 85-68, but lost to the Chinese men's football team after the game!"
The news headlines the next day made all fans and fans full of questions.
Xiao Chen is an office worker and is used to watching sports news while having breakfast before going to work in the morning.
This time he turned on the TV a little late, and the news came to the end of the men's basketball game.
Yi Jianlian on the screen held a microphone and shouted loudly to the audience.
"I am a pig!"
"Oh!" The fans at the scene roared in unison, led by Wang Xiaodong.
"I am a pig!!"
"Ohhh!!"
After shouting twice, Yi Jianlian's face was as red as a monkey's ass.
Good guy, you didn’t even give in three times?
Do you have to shout one after another?
"I am a pig!!!"
"Ohhh!!!"
Wow~~~
This time, the applause from the stands was even louder than when the men's basketball team won.
"???"
Xiao Chen looked puzzled.
what's going on?
Is this a win or a loss?
If you win, why call me a pig?
How can the fans be so happy if they lose?
Xiao Chen was so anxious that he scratched his head and dialed the channels, but there was no information he was looking for.
In desperation, Xiao Chen had no choice but to knock on the neighbor's door with a fried dough stick in his mouth.
After understanding the whole story, it suddenly dawned on me.
Good guy, that’s what happened!
"...After the shooting competition, the men's football players and men's basketball players took a group photo at the scene."
At this time, the voice of the female host narrating came from the TV.
"And both parties have agreed to make persistent efforts and move forward together."
"While making history, we will strive to win a medal for the national team in the three major sports."
At the end of the screen, there was a photo of Wang Xiaodong and Yao Juju with their right hands stretched out opposite each other and placed on their chests (in front of their faces).
...
Football qualified, and basketball also won its first victory.
The next games for both teams are on August 16, when the men's basketball team will face Germany and the men's football team will face Italy.
If basketball wins another game, it will qualify from the "death group"; if men's football wins again, it will really hope to win a medal.
As the most popular and high-profile men's sport among the three major sports, almost all fans these days are discussing the next encounter between the two and speculating whether they can make further progress.
"After we reached the top eight in the 1994 World Basketball Championships, it has been difficult to take another step forward. We were also eighth in the last Olympics. This time, the old and the new have replaced each other, and Yao Yao is at his peak. We may be able to take another step forward!"
"Get on the horse!" The old man with the white beard was full of energy.
In the park, two old men playing chess were playing chess and talking about blue football.
"That's nothing!" The white-haired old man looked disdainful.
"I would say the biggest improvement is football!"
"This time Wang Xiaodong returns to China to compete, you can see the immediate results!"
"Not to mention advancing to the group stage, which game was not beautiful?"
"In the last game against Brazil, we scored three goals!"
"If Du Yi hadn't replaced Wang Xiaodong early, we might have won!"
"Dumbo!"
The old man with a white beard nodded when he heard this. He didn't know whether he thought what the other person said was good or whether the elephant was flying well.
"Performing well is good, but let me tell you, there are problems with both!"
"Basketball depends on Yao Giant, football depends on Wang Xiaodong."
“Both of these are team sports, how can one do it alone?”
"Wang Xiaodong is okay, and he is still young this year. But Giant Yao is already 28 and will retire soon."
"What will he do after he retires?"
"Gongpawn!"
The white-haired old man disagreed when he heard this, "Don't be so pessimistic!"
"I think the guy named Yi Jianlian is playing well. Didn't he say he was going to the NBA at the beginning of this year?"
"Maybe he will become the second Giant Yao!"
"Wang Xiaodong is not the only one on the football team, Xiao Dong, Zhao Xuri, Qu Bo, these guys are also pretty good-looking, and they have made quite a few of them!"
"Moreover, Chen Tao scored three goals against Brazil and scored a hat trick."
"Tsk tsk tsk, do you know that Kaka from Brazil?"
"That's the one from the Golden Globe!"
"He only scored twice that time!"
"You think this is okay?"
"Will..."
"Oh shit?"
"Where's my car?"
"Lao Li, did you steal the chess piece again?"
As he spoke, the white-haired old man stretched out his hand and disrupted the chessboard.
"This game doesn't count, let's play again!"
The old man with the white beard raised his eyebrows angrily when he saw it, "Fuck, you can't do it, so why are you kidding?"
In this way, the two old men went from a civil fight to a physical fight.
The people around him were not surprised either. They drank tea and watched the two old men fighting.
After playing for two hours, they saw that the sun was beginning to turn west, so they put away their chessboard and walked home with their hands behind their backs.
Seeing his grandfather walking home with a bruised nose and face, Ma Fanshu immediately greeted him.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with your face? Did you fight with Grandpa Li again?"
"Hmph! That guy Lao Li is always cheating and stealing chess pieces when I'm not paying attention."
"Hmm, since he stole the chess piece, then don't play with him!" Ma Fanshu pouted and wiped the bruises from the corners of Old Ma's mouth with a towel.
"With his child's IQ, if I don't play with him, who will play with him? Fanshu, you don't know, your Grandpa Li had a hard time when he was a child. When he was 12 years old, his head was squeezed by a door. 16 years old When I was young, I was kicked in the head by a donkey again. Finally, when I reached the age of 18, I was kissed by a fool from the east of the village..."
After helping her grandfather sit down, Ma Fanshu began to listen quietly to this "Grandpa Li's Bitter History", even though she had heard it hundreds of times.
After chanting for more than ten minutes, Ma Fanshu saw the old man reaching out and quickly handed over the teapot in his hand.
Seeing the old man drinking water, Ma Fanshu took the opportunity to ask: "Grandpa, how did you find out that Grandpa Li stole the chess piece this time?"
"Yeah, I was talking about football with him at the time!"
Old Man Ma put the teapot aside, pursed his lips, and rolled his eyes again and again.
"What were I chatting with him about? Let me think about it..."
Then he glanced around and saw Wang Xiaodong's national team poster in Ma Fanshu's boudoir.
"Yes, I was chatting with him..."
"Fanshu, what do you think this young man Wang Xiaodong grew up on?"
"Why are football and basketball so good?"
"If you can play football and pass accurately, how can you shoot basketball so accurately?"
Just as Ma Fanshu was about to speak, Grandma Ma's dissatisfied voice came from the kitchen.
"Damn old man, don't patronize your granddaughter's chat, come here quickly to help and put the food on the table!"
"It's been so many years, why don't you have a long memory?"
"No sight at all!"
As soon as he heard what Grandma Ma said, Old Man Ma immediately stood up from the sofa and ran to the kitchen to help.
"Don't always scold me in front of your granddaughter. I'm here right now..."
Looking at his grandfather's naughty back, Ma Fanshu looked at Wang Xiaodong's determined face on the wall, and said happily in his heart: "Of course my Xiaodong grew up eating 'powerful' food!"
