In the sprint, the Great Xia Empire is still at a more disadvantage.

The gold medal of Sheng Chenxing back then was of great significance.

It completely shocked the whole world.

Coach Luo murmured: "Although he was injured, Morning Star is still very strong. After the rest, he won several World Championships."

He pursed his lower lip and continued with some sadness: "But in the 100-meter final of the International Games four years ago, Chen Xing broke out due to an injury in the middle and finally had to withdraw from the competition regretfully, and many people scolded him."

Si Fuqing was stunned.

Coach Luo sighed again and turned his head away: "Since then, many people only remembered his withdrawal this time, and no one remembered how many times he won the championship."

This is how it is in this era.

As long as a public figure makes a mistake, it will be infinitely magnified.

Sheng Chenxing's failure directly overwhelmed his successes.

Si Fuqing let out a breath slowly, and she frowned: "How did Senior Sheng get hurt?"

"I don't know." Coach Luo's expression became cold, "but it probably wasn't an accident, but it's almost ten years since it's been around, and I can't find it. It's a pity like Wangtong..."

The two things happened at the same International Games.

The Great Xia Empire suddenly lost two generals.

Si Fuqing nodded slightly, his eyes sank.

She was thinking in her mind about the possibility of tracing the truth.

There was a commotion ahead at this moment.

Coach Luo looked up and his expression changed: "No, someone is asking for trouble for Chen Xing."

Si Fuqing also raised his head, and the fox's eyes narrowed slightly.

She held Coach Luo's shoulder: "I'll go over and take a look."

"Hey!" Coach Luo had no time to stop him, so he could only stand up.

"Who did I say it is? It turns out that he is the famous Sheng Shen." A young man with brown hair blocked Sheng Chenxing's way. "I remember your leg injury is very serious, and it seems that you can't run at all. Tsk, what a pity."

He deliberately paused: "You Daxia don't even make the men's 100m final this time? Why are you the only one who can run in Daxia for so many years?"

Sheng Chenxing looked at him indifferently, without any extra emotion: "Get out of the way."

The young brunette didn't move, and his smile deepened: "I heard that after you quit the competition, there were netizens who called you useless? Tell me what the use of fighting like this? If you joined our team, there wouldn't be so much trouble."

Sheng Chenxing's expression finally sank: "Get out of the way."

He didn't show too much, but his fists were already tightened.

"I won't let you do anything to me, what can you do to me? You're half a disabled person now, aren't you?" the brunette young man sneered.

He raised his hand and directly grabbed Sheng Chenxing's shoulder.

But he failed to touch Sheng Chenxing and was blocked.

The girl's body is like a wall of iron and does not move at all.

She spoke, her voice falling down: "Let you get out of here, don't you understand human words?"

after--

Qingqing: As long as the senior brother is not watching offstage, my tennis skills will be fine.

Senior Brother: How do you know I am not here?

Qingqing:????:)
Chapter completed!