Along with the package came a letter.
After watching it, An Xiaoxia realized that this was the large color TV that An Jingzhi had secretly bought on the day they were shopping in the department store. It had already been sent home, but he had kept it a secret from them.
By the way, I also informed them of the good news.
As soon as Mrs. An returned home, she learned two pieces of good news.
Her son sent back a 14-inch color TV.
Her grandson is going to compete in the Olympics.
"Xiaojun is going to participate in the Olympics?!"
Those who gathered at An's house to see his color TV were shocked when they heard the news.
Originally, they saw someone coming to the An family to deliver something to join in the fun, and when they found out it was a color TV, they were so curious that they wanted to see it first. They didn't expect to hear such news.
That’s the Olympics, an Olympics that the whole world participates in!
Mrs. An looked proud. "What a kid! I've been gone for so long, and he didn't tell me a thing. I was wondering why Xiaojun was so busy during the days I was gone. Turns out he was in a hurry to train."
"Will there be foreigners with blond hair and green eyes?"
Before Mrs. An could answer, a young man said, "Of course there will be. It's the Olympics. It's a global competition."
There was an athlete in their village, and when An Xiaojun won the gold medal in the Asian Games, their village became a sensation in the surrounding area. Later, everyone consciously inquired about this matter.
Rocky Mountain.
An Jing and his group checked in after arriving in the country where the Olympic Games were held.
When An Xiaojun heard that he was going abroad, he was still a little scared.
But after getting engaged, he seemed to have changed. He wasn't as scared as before.
In addition to him, Du Shijun and Li Jiahua also came to participate in the competition this time.
They are all on the same team.
Du Shijun put his arm around Li Jiahua's shoulders and said, "You wanted to be someone's brother-in-law, but in the end you lost a sister."
Li Jiahua rolled his eyes and walked forward quickly, too lazy to pay attention to the other person.
Du Shijun followed with a playful smile, "Can you tell me how you felt when you found out that your sister was with Xiaojun?"
"I say, do you want a beating?"
This was like rubbing salt into his wounds. When he fell in love with An Xiaoqiu, he had expressed his feelings to her several times, both openly and secretly. Who knew that the girl pretended not to understand at first? But he thought that she really didn't understand, so he confessed to her openly.
It was undoubtedly rejected.
It turns out that he was not pretending to be stupid, but did not want to break up because he was concerned about his relationship with his brother.
But Li Jiahua is not a man without grace. He will not cling to the other person even if they cannot be together.
But now when Du Shijun mentioned it, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.
It has nothing to do with An Xiaoqiu. He is just not happy that his sister was stolen away by someone, even though this is his brother!
Jiang Wei paid no attention to the two's playful banter. Relaxing was better. If they were too tense, it would affect their performance on the court. They had practiced what they needed to practice, and the rest was up to them.
Several people rested for a few days in the host city.
An Jingzhi often ran to An Xiaojun's room to tell him "bedtime stories".
But he didn't bother An Xiaojun the day before the game.
On the day of the Olympic Games, at the track and field arena.
An Xiaojun looked left and right, and finally dared to stare straight ahead stiffly without turning his head.
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the "bedtime stories" his father had told him before.
In fact, he has realized over the years that there are some people in this world who look different from them.
But he could never forget the man-eating monsters in the bedtime stories his father told him.
There are dark-skinned Kunlun ghosts and green-eyed cannibal monsters.
The most important thing was that the monsters his father had described looked exactly like these foreigners! On his left stood an African athlete, and on his right stood a blond, blue-eyed American athlete.
An Xiaojun's heart was beating like a drum at this time, and he tried his best to control himself from running away.
An Jingzhi, who has hidden his achievements and fame, lay leisurely on the side of the viewing field.
It seems that the game is won, and it is worth the effort he put into making this "bedtime story".
Although An Xiaojun has trained for many years and participated in many large and small competitions, there is still a slight gap between the physique of Asians and foreigners in track and field competitions, and he is not sure whether the other party can win.
So I added a buff secretly.
The referee raised the flag, "Ready, Bang!"
An Xiaojun has been training for so many years that he has formed a conditioned reflex when he hears the word "prepare".
As soon as the gunshot rang out, he was ejected like a cannonball!
He even had time to look back and see that the man who looked like coal was about to catch up with him. An Xiaojun's body surged with energy and he ran faster, leaving the contestants from other countries behind and taking the lead.
At Mrs. An’s house.
A group of people were watching the pictures on TV intently and listening to the commentator's report.
"Our Chinese athlete An Xiaojun is very fast! He's just started, but he's already ahead of other countries!"
The commentator's eyes widened when he saw An Xiaojun turn around, and he continued, "It seems our athlete An Xiaojun is very confident! He actually had time to turn around in the 400-meter sprint! Look everyone! He's speeding up again! He's already left all the athletes from the seven countries behind! It seems victory is a foregone conclusion!"
As An Xiaojun drew closer to the finish line, the Chinese commentator couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "An Xiaojun is about to cross the finish line! Will he be the first Chinese athlete to win a gold medal in track and field at the Olympics?!"
An Xiaojun is getting closer and closer to the finish line.
At this moment, all the Chinese people in the Olympic stadium and the thousands of Chinese families squatting in front of the TV, all have their hearts in the air, staring closely at the picture on the field and the figure of the young man!
Jiang Wei stood in the stands, his hands tightly gripping the railing in front of his chest, his knuckles turning white.
"Oh! I win!"
Seeing that figure first cross the finish line, Jiang Wei's eyes filled with tears of excitement. He stood up and cheered with thousands of Chinese people!
Applaud the heroes in their hearts.
They broke the record of foreigners monopolizing the gold medal in track and field sprint events!
"Granny! Brother Xiaojun won! Brother Xiaojun won! That's great! This is our country's first gold medal in the Olympic track and field sprint event!"
Old Mrs. An sat in front of the TV and cried with joy.
"Xiaojun is such an amazing kid! He can run faster than that foreigner!"
"Xiaojun has become an Olympic champion! Our village is going to be famous again!"
"This is much more exciting than the Asian Games! Look at those foreigners, each one is so tall and strong. It's amazing that our Xiaojun can outrun them!"
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